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Three hundred and forty-one chapters play the sword and sing (1)

After several rounds of competition, it was breakfast time. The two went to the restaurant to eat and chat. Lao Gao announced that he would take an hour's rest after the meal and then hold a summary meeting. Taking advantage of this hour, Wang Ai and reporters returned to the Chinese team

They sit opposite each other on an open-air terrace outside a window on the floor.

"Do you still insist that playing football is your scientific practice?" The reporter took a sip of the juice and put it down. It was obvious that he didn't like drinking it much.

"What do you think?" Wang Ai picked up the juice and drank it.

"I always feel that if it's natural science, such as medicine, human body science or physical education, it's pretty reliable. Social science is... philosophy is..."

Amid Wang Ai's laughter, the reporter shook his head: "Anyway, I can't connect football with philosophy."

Wang Ai nodded: "To say that everything is connected and to say what philosophical principles I have learned from the football field is an argument. Indeed, football does not have the academic and practical value to develop philosophy, whether on or off the field. However,

, what industry has such value? Especially the basic laws of philosophy? No industry has it. In fact, everyone extracts the understanding of a specific subject from all walks of life, and then melts it together into philosophy.

"

The reporter was a little confused: "Then is football useful or useless?"

Wang Ai smiled and said, "Don't you know it when you see that I have neglected my studies these years?"

"Have you neglected your studies?" The reporter smiled and said, "You have been going to college, and you are not the kind of person who is in name only."

"It can only be said that my work and study arrangements are better. Or you can also say that I make enough money from football to give me this kind of freedom."

The reporter looked at Wang Ai and smiled again: "I am a loyal reader of "Young Philosophers", and so is our editor-in-chief, otherwise he would not have sent me here specifically."

"Oh?" Wang Ai laughed: "So, you are my double fan? Have you brought any money?"

The reporter, who was a little overwhelmed by Wang Ai's amazing twist, touched his trouser pockets blankly: "Did you bring it?"

"Why don't you pay tribute quickly?" Wang Ai laughed.

The reporter also laughed, and when the laughter stopped, Wang Ai said: "Maybe you are a loyal reader of the things in that little book, but your editor-in-chief is probably not. It is relatively simple, but it is actually aimed at the public, to a certain level.

It’s something I should be able to understand in the future.”

The reporter smiled and said nothing. Wang Ai thought for a moment when he saw this: "Football is still helpful to me. At least, my lung capacity can beat everyone in the Academy of Social Sciences. My blood oxygen level is the highest. My brain

When you are thinking about a problem, you have the most energy.”

The reporter laughed and applauded: "Then would you suggest that they also play football?"

"I won't suggest it. After all, football is a strenuous sport. I can't bear the responsibility if I really knock any of them. But moderate exercise is indeed necessary. For example, mental exhaustion is a problem that many people have encountered. In the past,

We are accustomed to summing it up as the loss of inspiration, and pray for a sudden flash of inspiration at a certain moment. Frankly speaking, I have had many such times. I think this phenomenon is a long-term accumulation.

The final result that emerges after slow combination and calculation in the subconscious mind is also the result of simplifying and omitting many steps. Our brain has such a background calculation function."

When the reporter heard that Wang Ai was talking about business, his expression became more serious, and he took notes while listening, even though he brought a recorder.

"But there is a premise. Just like a computer, under the same technical conditions, the stronger the computing power, the greater the power. On the other hand, the power remains unchanged, and the more complex calculations take longer." Wang Ai spread his hands: "For us humans,

For example, the organ that thinks about problems is the brain, and blood vessels are wires. If you want the brain to produce results as quickly as possible, you must ensure that there is sufficient power. But what about our scientists, let alone athletes, how many of them are in good health?"

"Your theory is very novel, so do you think their exercise is not enough?"

"Of course." Wang Ai said seriously: "What should a healthy person be like? Unless it is congenital inheritance or external damage, there should be no disease. Look at us national players, this is called health. Why do scientists say

I was around 30 years old when I got the results, but I won’t be able to do it anymore? I say it’s because my brain is not working, but that’s not true. It’s because my body is not working, and the oxygen supply can’t keep up. If I was overdrawn too much in the past, my CPU would burn out!”

"Why do you think they lack exercise?"

"Maybe it's because of work stress, maybe because it's indifferent, or maybe it's because of laziness."

"lazy?"

"Yes, you don't think that scientists forget to eat and sleep all because of their diligence, right? At least not all of them. Then why? Interests, hobbies, like this. Many scientists will feel the fun and the value of life from scientific research. This

To them, it’s just fun in a sense.”

"Are you kidding?" the reporter said in surprise: "If you say that, you will be besieged."

"Besiege? With whom? Am I not a scientist?" Wang Ai shook his hands: "Why are you so impatient?"

"You mean they treat scientific research as a joke, and they are so involved in it that they don't bother to exercise, right?"

"People's interests are different. They may just like scientific research but not exercise. Exercise is a chore for them, so I say that such scientists are lazy."

The reporter sighed and sat up straight: "Sure enough, it is the scientists who criticize scientists. Going back to the original question, do you think football is helpful to your academic research?"

"Yes." Wang Ai nodded: "Just like all other fields, I work in the football field, observe football sports, football business, and the operation of the football system, explore and summarize relevant laws, and then refine them again to enrich my philosophy.

know."

"Two paragraphs?"

"Yes, there is no specific work that would directly benefit philosophy."

At this moment, the door to the viewing platform opened, and Zhao Xuri poked his head in: "Boss, there are still ten minutes for the meeting."

"Oh." Wang Ai responded and prepared to pack up and go out.

The reporter hurriedly took the time to ask: "Can I release all of today's interviews?"

Wang Ai thought for a while and nodded: "Let it go."

"Are you really not afraid?"

"Why should I be afraid?" Wang Ai asked rhetorically: "If those who engage in science are just like a dog and a dog, and they are also making clever words and waiting to see what happens, is this an attitude that is responsible for the country and the people? The above is my analysis conclusion, whether it sounds good or not.

Listen, I am telling the truth. What am I afraid of? I think that except for scientific research results related to the national economy and people's livelihood and national security, I can tell you frankly. From the scientific nature, what I just said does not belong to applied science, but to

Theoretical science.”

"So, why not?" Wang Ai said calmly.


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