Chapter 89. Jieyuan Waste (Thanks to Toad_the leader of Tangshechengwu for supporting~)
Hearing this, Tai Feng first glanced at Mu Yigui, who was stunned, and withdrew his gaze in confusion, and said to Liang De:
“What’s wrong with him?
“Du Gongtai restored his physical body and soul to an ideal state, repaired the original alopecia areata in the realm of nature, returned the reduced production crystal clusters, and gave him a manly virtue switch. It doesn’t matter if he doesn’t abide by manly virtues in the future.
“As for authenticity…
“He has not completely condensed his true nature like you. He has only developed his true nature. His true nature is inherently unstable. Let him settle down after two days of turmoil.
"He is much better than before. He can live as long as he wants without seeking death. Is there any reason why he must commit suicide?"
“Teacher Fengxian, this is not a material issue, it is a spiritual issue.”
Liang De held up the male virtue switch in his hand and said in a deep voice:
“Teacher Fengxian, you see, Du Dong did not directly exempt him from the masculine obligations of wood art regulations, but gave him a switch that can be turned off or on.
“It seems to be very free, as if it is saying that you can abide by male morality or not abide by it, it’s up to you.
"However, if there is such a switch installed in Mu Yigui's martial arts spirit, isn't it like someone is reminding him all the time that he is in the palm of Du Dong's hand and can't go anywhere?
Is it just an invisible dog chain?
“Although Mu Yigui is a bit wild, he is very principled and even proud in some aspects, otherwise he would not refuse your invitation, nor would his guard be broken by Du Dong’s few words.
“A person like him was put into such a situation.
“It’s painful to live because I can’t find the answer.
“There is no point in dying because there will be no repercussions.”
Liang De looked at Mu Yiqi’s dull face and expressed his judgment with a stern expression:
“He is in a dilemma in this dilemma, so he is likely to choose suicide.
“Because you may not be able to find the answer if you insist on living, but if you choose death, you don’t have to worry about whether it makes sense or not. It’s much easier.”
"Can."
Tai Feng nodded first and said in approval:
“A few words of bullshit can last hundreds of words. Ade, you look like a literary and artistic worker. Next time, try writing some bad money columns for me.”
“Fart…bullshit?”
Mr. Liang consciously understood the mentality of wood craftsmen after some analysis, and he can be called a straight man's spiritual master.
Tai Fengxian’s denial caught him off guard, and he even forgot to refuse when his boss offered him extra work.
“Why do you think this is nonsense? My analysis makes some sense.”
Tai Fengxian said disdainfully: "Because there is no solid content in your words, bring me a cigarette."
Nonsense, it’s okay if there’s something useful in the fart!
"I would like to hear the details." Liang De handed the cigarette to the big brother Qingjie with both hands, ready to listen to his opinions.
Tai Fengxian took a deep breath, and his eyes were full of smoke, which made him look particularly confused and profound. If it weren't for the fact that his ears and eyes were also smoking, Liang De would have been suffocated by his vicissitudes of life.
“Ade, we literary and art workers must not be divorced from the masses when doing analysis. Once we are divorced from the masses, no matter how rigorous the analysis is, it will be empty talk.
“I have made this mistake before. I felt that I was superior and not a mortal. The things I wrote were not grounded, and my sales were sluggish. I was continuously cut in half by that bitch Du Gongtai.
“Later, I learned this lesson and sincerely regarded myself as an ordinary person and went deep into the masses. Only then did I write the transformational work “Amitabha Baluda”, which established my position in Kukai’s literary and artistic circle in one fell swoop.”
Tai Feng first said the title of the book and then glanced over. Liang De immediately took out a copy of "Amitabha Bald" with index labels from the Haina Magic Collection and held it in his arms with the cover facing outward.
“Teacher Fengxian’s book is one that I never tire of reading hundreds of times. No matter where I go, I always carry it with me.”
Tai Feng said "Oh" first and then said casually:
“Ade, your reading taste has improved very quickly. Speaking of which, Wang Lufei recently published a new book. Have you heard about it?”
“Not paying attention, not interested.”
Liang De opened the book placed at the position of the goggles, revealing the densely packed reading notes on the inner pages.
“Ade, you are very good. I won’t make excuses to cut your salary next month.”
Tai Fengxian nodded with satisfaction and said:
“Wang Lufei is quite talented, but he was born an extraordinary creature and cannot urinate in the same pot as ordinary people.
“He has taken on thousands of incarnations and made every ordinary person come to life. It can only be said that he pretends to be very similar. In his heart, he looks down on ordinary people because he has never lived as an ordinary person and is naturally separated from the masses.
"But you are different, Ade. You have lived as an ordinary person for twenty-seven years, and you live on the oldest blue star where magical powers have disappeared. You live the most ordinary ordinary life, and you have a very good memory. You remember everything.
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“So, why do you think Mu Yiqi’s situation is desperate? Have you forgotten the lives of ordinary people?”
“The life of ordinary people?”
Liang De certainly remembered his past, but he did not understand what Tai Fengxian meant.
Brother Gui is a world traveler, and his despair comes from the evil god Kukai. What does this situation have to do with the lives of ordinary people?
"I ask you."
Tai Feng approached Liang De first and said:
“The rules of carpentry are persecuted by male virtues. Have you not been persecuted by bad rules and vulgarities in the ancient blue star?”
“Yes.” Liang De thought of the boss clients who made things difficult for him because he didn’t drink, as well as the enthusiastic people who wanted to pull him, an older, unmarried young man, out of his comfort zone.
“Wood Art has reduced the production of original crystal clusters in the world of nature. Let’s not mention that ordinary people don’t have this cornucopia of money trees. Let me ask you, have you ever speculated in stocks or bought funds in the Ancient Blue Star?”
"I..." Liang De's face turned green when he mentioned this topic.
“Have you ever had enough liquor?”
“I...was once young and ignorant.”
“What about new energy and military industry, have you passed the stud test?”
“I also added leverage... Who hasn’t made a mistake in this life?”
Liang De's vision was blurred.
Tai Fengxian: "So the reduction in production of crystal clusters is nothing. Isn't it very profitable for wood craftsmen to work as social workers in Kukai? Compared with ordinary people who are cut with leeks, his pain is nothing!"
“Let me ask you again, haven’t you been harmed by rich and powerful people on the ancient blue star? Have you done anything to them? Is there anything you can do?”
“I…” Liang De thought of Hideaki An and the entrepreneurs who started the 996 trend, and clenched his fists unconsciously.
“On the oldest blue star, there are countless blue stars on this shore. I don’t know how many ordinary people live in pain. Their death is meaningless, they can’t do what they want to do, and they can’t find the answer to life.
“They have no money and good looks, they will get sick when they get old, and they have no hope of getting rid of their shackles in their lifetime. Aren’t they more difficult than Mu Yigui?
“They can persevere, but not Wood Art Guide. Who are you looking down on?”
Tai Feng first put out the cigarette butt on the dial and said:
“Liang De, you are a sudden-death social beast from the ancient Blue Star. How come you forget what ordinary people are like just after you learn some skills? You talk and act like those young masters and ladies who were born in the sea world with a silver spoon in their mouths.
“So what about Du Gongtai? Male virtue is shit, and Du Gongtai is shit too!”
Tai Feng spat first, threw the cigarette butt into Mu Yiqi’s dull face, and said loudly:
“Mu Yiqi, you are also a man from Blue Star, not a waste from Jieyuan. If you want to live a new life, do you still need me to tell you how to face a shitty life?”