The bamboo pole was imaged through the Lingbo Network, and he looked straight at it, smiling: "I won't say much else. You have taken both my class and Secretary He's class, so you don't have any thoughts?"
"...Yes." In Ronan's heart, he was not as hesitant as in his mouth. After all, He Yueyin and Zhugan both taught "cultural classes" and their styles were completely different. He could not help but make some comparisons in private.
Zhugan encouraged: "Tell me, tell me."
Needless to say, there is no need to say much about the teaching method of Zhugan. As for He Yueyin, Luo Nan thought for a while and said: "Sister Yueyin teaches. All kinds of materials are at your fingertips. They are extensive and detailed, and the context is clear. It is very fascinating."
"anything else?"
"The arguments are well-articulated, the stipulations are meaningful, and they are often penetrating. Many times they point directly to the deep-seated activities behind important events. The relationship between the secular world and the inner world, the traditional political structure and the new forces of capable people is clearly understood."
Zhugan's brows jumped: "What you said, I think I have done pretty much the same. Of course, 'promises are fulfilled' is fine. But don't just praise me, you don't have any shortcomings? Or is it different from me?"
"
Seeing Ronan's hesitation, he kept trying: "Don't worry, I won't be a big talker, and if I say it, people are open-minded and won't care."
"I don't know much about shortcomings." Ronan is an honest kid after all, and he doesn't want to criticize people behind his back. He pondered for a while, "The difference from you is that the knowledge points in the class are denser and the pace is faster than yours.
Much more."
Zhugan laughed loudly and clapped his hands hard: "That's right."
"Huh?" Ronan didn't understand what was so funny about this.
Zhugan further reminded him: "Is this the same reason for the class schedule he arranged for you? From morning to night, follow it step by step?"
"Well, it's okay, it's not too tight. Besides, if you don't do this, how can you master the knowledge as quickly as possible?"
"Of course you think it's normal, because you and her are the same person. We are both a taut strong bow, and when we shoot arrows, they are sharp and indestructible, but what about normal times?"
Ronan was slightly stunned. This was the first time he heard someone put him together with He Yueyin.
Zhugan continued to comment: "Secretary He's fast pace, no one in the entire branch can keep up, as if there is a beast chasing her from behind. Since she joined, she has assisted in branch affairs and formulated various systems. Of course it is very good, but a
It is a loose association, and it is not in a wartime state. Who can persevere every day? Among a hundred people, ten are accustomed to it, ten are persistent, fifty are struggling, and thirty are holding back. Without waiting to deal with external enemies, there will be internal chaos.
It collapsed first..."
Ronan seriously suspected that Zhugan took the opportunity to complain.
As a hacker, this guy is naturally suspicious of all binding forces. He is a standard anarchist. He never hides this when teaching.
But Ronan admired Zhugan very much. He was the best partner with He Yueyin in these actions and had the highest tacit understanding.
"We're going too far, we're talking about examples." Zhugan adjusted his position on the ergonomic chair again, with a look of helplessness on his face, "In a sense, people like Secretary He are very egotistical. Don't doubt that I
I am also talking about you. Consciously or unconsciously, you always think that the earth rotates according to your rhythm."
"Self" Ronan could only listen.
"Not to mention, Secretary He is actually a good person, a bit like a savior. She always feels that what she does is good for everyone, and she has a sense of mission to take all living beings in the world as her own responsibility. Maybe with her family background, she does know more than us.
It's so secretive, dangerous, and has unspeakable difficulties, but for a hopeless guy like me, it's a bit boring and makes people uninterested in pursuing it."
At this point, Zhugan squinted his eyes: "What about you?"
"..."
After a moment of silence, Ronan wondered: "Why didn't you say anything?"
Bamboo pole spread his hands: "I'm asking you, you are much more autistic than Secretary He, and his purpose is clearer than yours, his skills are more sophisticated, his mind is clearer, he knows his own shortcomings, and he is still correcting and improving. Just you
It’s different. I’m only 16 now, right? I’m underage, immature, and have an undefined temperament. I also have a lot of weird thoughts in my head. If I don’t say them out, how tired is it to guess with my brain?”
Ronan twitched the corner of his mouth. This was not the first time he heard similar comments, but it was rare to use an example like this to illustrate the situation. He was just a little sorry for He Yueyin.
He was about to speak, but Zhugan raised his hand: "There is no need to say any more about those things like justifying the name of 'Format Theory' and guarding mother's works."
What else could you say? Ronan suddenly choked.
Zhugan stared at him for a while and then sighed: "Is there no other target?"
Ronan also imitated him and spread his hands: "This is not enough? What else do you need?"
Zhugan sighed again: "Isn't this enough?"
"ah?"
"What else are you analyzing? After a long discussion, the conclusion is already very clear: you and Secretary He are on the same side, living life with a tight bowstring. Your goals are the source of your stress, because those things are difficult to deal with.
difficult to realize."
Ronan didn't like hearing this: "Is it difficult to achieve?"
"As long as it involves confrontation, it's difficult." Zhugan took care of Ronan's emotions, erasing one key word and highlighting another, "Who is standing on your opposite side? If the gap is too big, the harder you work,
The greater the pressure. Unless you have the ability to level everything, at least you have the ability to make most people compromise, just like His Majesty the Emperor Wu did."
Ronan was silent.
"Even His Majesty the Emperor Wu rarely confronts a behemoth directly. For her, growth is the first priority. It is proactive, priority, and step-by-step. It doesn't matter if you go around in circles for this. On the contrary, you can
Accumulate strength more calmly.
"Secretary He's route is also very clear, which is to integrate the stragglers of the association. The methods may be questionable, but she has a strong back, many resources, and even less selfishness.
"What about you? Follow your goal and rush all the way. You will avoid all traps and traps. Fortunately, you are a stubborn person. You can only treat ordinary passes as hammering. If you had not been there, you would have been smashed into meat paste. But further on,
Are Quantum Corporation, the Just Order, and those from the General Assembly going to continue to hammer you? Or are they going to set up a blast furnace and incinerate you in one go?"
Ronan's eyelids moved, this was what he was worried about.
However, at this point in the bamboo pole talk, it seems that the direction has shifted again, and it is no longer just a simple analysis.
Ronan was still unsure, so he followed his tone and asked, "Brother Zhugan, what do you think I should do next?"
As he spoke the words, he remembered that he had asked for advice in this way not long ago. At that time, Zhugan refused, which led to two examples: His Majesty Emperor Wu and He Yueyin.
Sure enough, the bamboo pole stretched out his hand and nodded at him: "That's it again, what's the point of asking me? I bet that with your temper, no matter what others say, no matter what others say, when the matter comes, you will just go with your temper and go for it! Ahead!
Whether it's a hammer or a blast furnace, it doesn't make any difference."
Ronan really didn't have much hope for his control. However, he admitted that Zhu Guang was wrong: "I don't want to play 'flat trip'. Who wouldn't be happy if I could achieve my goal more easily? But when things get done,
At this point, I have no choice at all."
“Then why do you keep getting to the point where ‘something is about to happen’?”
"..." Ronan really thought about it seriously. When did he start to fall into that point of no retreat?
He didn't get the answer, but one thing was clear: if days like this continued, there would be more and more "things come to an end", and his opportunities to make choices would become less and less, until they would be none.
Looking at his expression, Zhugan could probably understand Ronan's current confusion: "So, I still say the same thing, if I were you, I would go as far as I could and run as far as I could. Not because of fear or cowardice, but because of determination.
Only when you have enough space as a buffer can you grow stronger and have room for choice.”
"That's impossible." Ronan refused without even thinking about it.
Zhugan had anticipated this, and without blinking an eye, he continued: "Then you need a shield and a rein. The shield gives you a chance to regain your breath on the battlefield, and the reins can rein in you when your head is hot."
Your neck."
Ronan blinked: "Brother Zhugan, you can be more straightforward."
Zhugan rolled his eyes: "I said it bluntly enough... well, what I mean is, you need to find a backer."
"Backer? Who to rely on?"
Zhugan looked at him like he was an idiot: "Who can you rely on in Xia Cheng now?"
"President Ouyang..."
"You idiot, get out!"
Ronan snorted, feeling that he was wronged. There were only two extraordinary people in Xia Cheng who could protect him. He immediately thought, what's wrong with Ouyang Chen?
After thinking again, Ronan realized that the example of using up the bamboo pole and carrying it out was by no means just a casual talk.
"You want me to take refuge with His Majesty the Emperor Wu?"
Seeing Zhugan's expression, Ronan knew that he had finally guessed it right. However, he didn't quite understand Zhugan's thinking: "What is the difference between President Ouyang and His Majesty Emperor Wu? Besides, am I not protected by them now?"
"
"The Xiacheng branch is taking care of you. It is a business matter. Since it is a business matter, it is subject to procedural restrictions, and there will definitely be loopholes accordingly. The best proof is that there will always be such things. The same reason can be used for Ouyang Hui
With such a long body, who made him the president?"
Zhugan pointed over with his finger again: "What's more important is that in a loose organization like the association, no one can control you at all. If you are allowed to do stupid things, there is no means of restraint. He Yueyin is quite suitable.
, but she took the wrong position from the beginning, acting like the boss’s secretary, etc. It’s so embarrassing.”
Ronan was slightly embarrassed: "Brother Zhugan, you are an anarchist who controls everything you say and say. Is that really okay?"
"At least I never cause trouble." He stabbed Ronan in the chest with a bamboo pole and twisted it. "I rarely do stupid things. Even so, sometimes I will find a place to rest and earn some extra money.
of."
"Huh?"
"Stupid, I'm a lobbyist now, Boss Luo!"
(Another all-nighter, if I don’t get promoted, I will stop... I thought so when I was in a daze)