After experiencing this situation several times, I closed the book with a sigh.
Forget it, what else are you reading? Now that you have entered the official career, engaged in scientific research, and leading graduate students is not your real job for me now. At this moment, I immediately remembered what Lin Yu once said to me. She once told
I was told that in the near future I would be assigned to take up a leadership position in a city below.
From this, we can know that in the future, I will move step by step towards an official career, and will be farther and farther away from my academic research. If this is the case, then why am I still here reading? Isn’t this something that I can’t live with myself?
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After thinking about it like this, I immediately felt relieved. But I still think what Shanglongxing said makes sense. If that project can really be successful, it will be a huge blessing to patients. Maybe I really
We should find a suitable person to take over this project and continue to study it. And in doing so, we will not be ashamed of Zheng Dazhuang.
But who to go to?
Let's think about it slowly and then say it. I couldn't help but smile bitterly because I really couldn't find a suitable candidate for a while.
I didn't go out of the study because I was very afraid of listening to my mother's nagging.
After Xia Lan left, my mother asked me several times about her. I said she was not my girlfriend at all, just a friend. My mother was skeptical, and later asked me what I thought about my marriage problems.
I thought. This gave me a headache.
Now it seems that my answer at that time was prescient. Otherwise, how could I explain it to her if things were like this?
I found a martial arts novel on the bookshelf and immediately started reading it with gusto.
Someone once said: Martial arts novels are fairy tales for adults. The gap between ideal and reality is always so big, so we have to look for our own utopia in fairy tales.
I like reading martial arts novels very much. Now I still remember the spectacular scene when I was in college and read martial arts novels with my classmates——
After the lights in the dormitory were turned off at night, a row of classmates were sitting under the street lights in the corridor of the student dormitory. A set of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" was in the hands of several people, and other students were reading other martial arts novels. I remember reading "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" by myself.
I started watching "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" from the third episode, because the first and second episodes were in the hands of other students. After watching the third episode, I went to trade with my classmates for the first episode, and then the fourth episode...
..I always read in a mess, but this does not affect my pleasure in reading.
My favorite thing to read is Jin Yong's martial arts novels. I think his novels are most attractive because of two major factors: first, the superb martial arts with lightness comparable to a glider and internal strength comparable to an engine; second, the beauties he describes are enough to make Xi Shi feel ashamed to do so.
Maid, let Zhaojun be so convinced that he became a nun.
In Jin Yong's world, martial arts is the basis of action, and the foundation of chivalry lies in the word "righteousness". The values of Jin Yong's martial arts novels also fall on benevolence and righteousness. Those who are in the world have to exchange their wealth and give up their country.
The word "righteousness" refers to the great ambition to save the country and the people, running around and being scarred, but still determined to save the country and the people. This is even more righteous.
Jin Yong had two tricks for writing beautiful women.
The first trick is to set off, like the stars holding the moon, like the underworld. What is the stars holding the moon, it is the comparison between people of the same sex. For example, when talking about the beauty of Chen Yuanyuan, let’s first talk about how beautiful Wei Xiaobao’s wives are.
We were so fascinated when we saw it that our mouths drooled all over the floor.
By the time A Ke appears, she is already so shocked that she wants to fight for the ground with her head. By the time her mother appears, the readers are already looking up at the mountains, and their realm has reached the point where the sky is high and the clouds are pale, and the house is in a commanding position, just like Dong Yong's view
When they arrived at the Seven Fairies, the toad saw the white swan.
In Jin Yong's writings, there are three levels of beauty: When a third-class beauty is looked at by a man, her face has a very impatient expression. It contains contempt for others and pride in herself. If her eyes do not turn white, she will
She will face the sky, as if to say: stinky man, pervert. In fact, she is anxious in her heart, for fear that the man will look away too quickly. When the man admires her, she raises her tail. When the man ignores her, she feels ashamed of herself all night long.
Hard to sleep.
If such a beautiful woman appears in front of a man wearing a strapless dress or short skirt, she will stare at the man's eyes alertly. Once the man's eyes accidentally pass by her breasts or thighs, she will deliberately pull her breasts or thighs.
Pulling the hem of her skirt or lifting her collar is equivalent to telling a man how much of a lady she is and how much of a gangster he is.
In fact, if she was really such a lady, she wouldn't have to dress like this, and there would be no need for such pretentiousness.
When a second-class beauty looks at her, her face may look surprised, shy, frightened, or smug. She knows that the man is admiring her, but she will never reject him from a thousand miles away. Because she understands that it is a kind of happiness to have someone appreciate her, and it is also a kind of happiness.
A kind of honor. She secretly grooms her appearance meticulously and shows it gracefully. She cares about every comment, look, and hint from everyone. These can almost dominate her moods and sorrows throughout the day, like a subtropical
The climate has four distinct seasons.
A first-class beauty is extraordinary. When a first-class beauty is looked at by a man, she is neither shocked nor disgusted. She behaves calmly and calmly. Even if the man shamelessly circles her three times like a compass, her expressions and movements are extremely expressive.
She is capable of performing exaggerations, but she is completely indifferent. She just thinks that this man is nothing. The Buddha said that there is nothing in the first place, and there is no dust. Even if you jump up and down, she is already indifferent to him.
Chen Yuanyuan is such a first-class beauty in Jin Yong's works.
Most of the beauties in Jin Yong's works are virtuous, such as Cheng Lingsu, A'Zhu, Shuang'er, Xiao Longnu, Yi Lin, Xiao Zhao, etc. Such beauties are kind-hearted, simple, well-behaved and docile, treat their boyfriends meticulously, and have a spirit of sacrifice. They are the ideal choice for men.
The good wife you dream of. This kind of beauty feels sorry for the man she likes whether he is warm or cold, which is heartbreaking and intoxicating.
The beauty of A'Zhu lies in her emphasis on love and righteousness. In times of dilemma between love and justice, her sacrifice is full of incompleteness and regretful beauty. If flowers are compared to A'Zhu, she is a plum blossom, and the bitter cold is her life. Spring has not yet come.
When she arrived, she had already fallen.
Xiao Longnu is a fairy, untainted by the world. Compared with Yang Guo's wild and willful nature, Xiao Longnu's love is like drinking water when thirsty and adding clothes when cold. It is natural and comes from nature. She is a white water lily, and mud and clear ripples are nothing.
, I can sleep for a hundred years and bloom out just for the call of my lover.
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Unknowingly, I closed the novel in my hand again, because I suddenly became filled with emotions. Thinking of my college days, the relationship between classmates at that time was so pure, but it is a pity that
Life cannot be repeated, nor can we go back to the past. The once simple and full of fantasy has become riddled with holes, and the world has long been miserable.
In these few short years, my life has almost completely changed. Although I have had so many beautiful women, I can't find a few that are as gentle and pleasant as those in Jin Yong's works.
Woman. Although I have seen a lot of beautiful women, I still can’t understand what it means to conquer a country and a city. After watching movies and TV shows adapted from Jin Yong’s martial arts novels, I became even more disappointed because I found that the women in those movies and TV works were still beautiful.
Not as beautiful as the women around me. Some directors are very hateful: they insist on letting such an ugly actress play the role of the fairy-like Little Dragon Girl.
In fact, once you think about it, you will know: there is a huge gap between reality and fantasy.
Today, I am still full of fantasies in my heart, but I can only live helplessly in reality. I believe everyone has the same sadness as me.
Suddenly I heard someone knocking on the door outside. I immediately put down the book in my hand and went to open the door. It was my mother who appeared at the door. She said to me: "Your father-in-law is here."
Although I expected that he would definitely call me or something, I never expected that he would actually come to my house in person, and he would come so quickly.
I hurriedly said: "I'll get down right away."
After arriving in the living room, I found Lin Yizheng and my father chatting and laughing there. I hurriedly greeted him: "Uncle Lin, why did you suddenly think of coming to my place today?"
My father immediately glared at me, "What did you say? He is your father-in-law, he can come at any time."
I said hastily and awkwardly: "Haha! That's not what I meant. I just think it's a little strange."
Lin Yi smiled nonchalantly and said, "I came today. Firstly, I want to visit my in-laws, and secondly, I want to talk to you about something."
Of course I knew he was going to say something to me, but I could only pretend to be confused, "Oh, Uncle Lin, tell me then."
He glanced at me, with a kind of dissatisfaction in his eyes. I immediately knew what the dissatisfaction in his eyes was: We are all smart people, could I say something here?
I immediately felt that I really shouldn't be like this. There was no point in trying to be clever in front of him, and on the contrary, I would be looked down upon by him.
So I hurriedly said: "By the way, Uncle Lin, I'm just about to go out. Let's talk while walking. Okay?"
Only then did a slight smile appear in his eyes, "That's okay. Let's talk as we walk. You can take my car out." Then he went to my parents and said, "Brother, sister, Feng Xiao and I
Go and talk about something. I’ll come see you another day.”
My parents knew that he was a busy man, so they didn't make any special effort to keep him and sent him out immediately.
What he drove today was a powerful Land Rover off-road vehicle. After we got in the car, he drove out of the community.
He didn't speak, which made me feel that the atmosphere in the car was very solemn, so solemn that it made people feel breathless.
Such an atmosphere forced me to speak first: "Uncle Lin..."
He immediately parked the car on the side of the road in the community, but did not turn off the engine or turn off the lights. He did not come to see me, but looked at the dim light in front of the car, "Feng Xiao, I
I want to ask you something."
I said, "Well, Uncle Lin, you can ask."
His next words seemed to come out from between his teeth, "Do you really have no intention of treating Xia Lan as your girlfriend?"
I said: "No."
I was very calm when I answered his words, much calmer than I expected.
He breathed a long sigh of relief, and then said: "What if I fall in love with her?" (To be continued)