Time carved for no reason

Chapter 33 Chapter Eight (1)
Ordinary people go to the mall to buy clothes, unless they have nothing to choose, they never try on others. In the eyes of the world, the difference between new and old has nothing to do with time, but has to do with experience.A piece of white paper, produced ten years ago, even if it is crumpled, as long as there is no ink stain, it is still a new piece of paper.And a piece of white paper, produced a day ago, even if there is a single ink dot without any wrinkles, it is old.The same is true for people. For Xueqian, a boy with little emotional experience, love is a great and difficult emotion. It is like a piece of blank paper that has gone through ten years, just waiting for the day of dedication. For women, Xueqian's attitude towards feelings is quite similar to Tang Xiaofu, "Before he met me, he had no past, and left a blank space waiting for me." It's a pity that "whiteboard talk" is no longer popular now, and women are no longer blank paper , and like an impressionist work drawn by many people, it only has the potential to be whitewashed, and there is no room for the existence of ink dots.Naturally, a person with pimples all over his face is not so much pimples on his face as a face painted on pimples.It's a pity that Xueqian is an immature child, and he is just a novice emotionally. His emotional attitude is still lacking in the generosity of a lover, and he is brooding about the woman's past.And the women firmly believe that every saint has a bright past, and every sinner has a bright future.The past is far less attractive than the future.

In Xueqian's eyes, cohabitation is actually synonymous with long-term prostitution in disguise. In Japanese adult movies, it is called assisted communication, but Chinese cohabitants never admit that they communicate because of other people's assistance, but always claim that it is because of greatness. Feeling twisted together.With the encouragement of this great love, every day, a new great love is born.

Great love is one's own, but lustful desire is always someone else's. For Master Hu, he has great love, but for Xueqian, Master Hu only has shameless desire.But now Master Hu has defeated Xueqian, and his shameless desire has overwhelmed his noble love.Since Xie Tan's farewell banquet, Xueqian told himself that he would never go to Qian Siyao again, but the more he emphasized a principle, the more he would lose it; Qian Siyao found out whether she and Master Hu had already gotten along and lived together.But there is no way to prove it, so I can only split my heart and play the game of "hypothesis-overthrow".Xueqian and Xie Tun had a falling out, and Xie Tun saw people and said that Xueqian was wrong: "He used me to play tricks between me and Xu Yao. Xu Yao was going to confess to me, but he disturbed me like this, oh, Xu Yao Yao is also a disappointment, he has no guts at all, so I guessed it wrong." Xueqian's reputation is getting worse day by day, and Director Bi will push Xueqian away, and Ma Tianwei is arranged to do everything in the department Well, the things in the class should belong to Xueqian, and Ma Tianwei did it for him.After a long time, people in the class complained. They felt that the class leader asked him to do things. He is so handsome, and actually went to plot against Xie Tun, even lost his only bit of honesty, this person is nothing but hateful.Xueqian didn't know what the people in the class thought, but he felt that Xie Tan would not help him anymore.

It’s almost November, and the weather is getting colder. The semester is halfway through. Xueqian did very poorly in several professional courses last semester, and almost failed two of them. Director Bi talked to Xueqian, and said earnestly: No class cadre has ever been in your role, so what do you want to do when you just came to university?" Xueqian argued that there were too many activities and too many things to do, which affected his study.Director Bi waved his hand to veto it: "Fart, the former monitor, did he do less activities?
It's because you don't know how to arrange time yourself. In short, if your grades are not good, how can you set an example? "

After hearing this, Xueqian was too scared to speak.There are more classes in the second half of the year, and three new professional courses are opened: "30 Years of Modern Literature", "Introduction to Chinese Culture", and "Preliminary Ancient Chinese".Someone in the class heard that there was a senior in the junior year who had a very good relationship with the teacher of modern literature. He led a group of people to correct the papers for the freshmen last year. Everyone knew that and pooled money together to buy a package of yellow cranes full of stars. Lou, asked Xueqian to inquire about the news, but Xueqian couldn't refuse, so he had to go.The brother's dormitory is like an air-raid shelter where sundries were piled up during the war. When you enter the door, there is a garbage dump, full of shoe boxes, plastic bags for snacks, lunch boxes with oil stains, and finally, a stainless steel rice bowl. A white sock that was almost black was drooping.The senior brother was playing World of Warcraft. When he saw Xueqian, he asked clearly about the purpose of his visit, and hurriedly greeted him: "Sit, sit, this place is dirty, you can sit wherever you want, and use it as your own bedroom." Xueqian carefully found a clean place to sit. That's right, the senior brother dug out two oranges from a pile of garbage and gave them to Xueqian to eat. Xueqian thanked the senior brother, put the oranges in his pocket, offered a cigarette, almost burned the senior brother's eyebrows, and apologized repeatedly.The senior brother was straightforward and said generously: "It's okay, after smoking for a few more years, you will know how to respect cigarettes. This is an experience job. You just came to this school. You don't know some things. You have a lot of experience, so I can tell you. , and save you from detours.” Xueqian was embarrassed when he heard this, but when he saw that his brother was eloquent, he slowly let go of the big monkey in his heart, and pricked up his ears, for fear of missing a word of admonition.

The brother took a puff of cigarette and praised: "It's still good to smoke in the sky. No one bought good cigarettes this semester. At the beginning, everyone bought good cigarettes. Later, when the addiction got bigger, they smoked more and more frequently. Haha, you boy Be careful too, from the way you look, you are just starting to smoke, don’t overdo it, it’s not good for your wallet or your body.”

Xueqian hurriedly said that he didn't smoke, and went straight to Laiyi and said, "I heard from our grade, brother, you are very familiar with the teacher of modern literature. I heard that this class is very difficult to take. What experience can you share, brother?" Xueqian I didn't directly mention the grading of the papers, so I want to make some preparations first.

The brother listened and nodded again and again: "It's easy to say, you are too polite, to tell you the truth, your brother and I take part in the examination papers every year, earn a few small money to spend, roughly what the exam is about, every year is about the same, I will give it later." You secretly copied a set of questions, you can read it yourself, don’t let it out.”

Xueqian thanked him gratefully, and complimented him: "Brother, you have worked really hard. There must be so much hard work grading papers with so many people, right?"

After hearing this, the senior brother smiled and waved his hands again and again: "It's not hard work, it's not hard work, you don't know, there are a lot of papers, but we have a way. When it's time to mark the papers, we will symbolically correct some of them, and the rest of the papers will be sent to the sky." Throw it, whoever falls first will get a high score, just give it based on your feeling, anyway, no one will check it, and the teacher generally won't look at it."

Xueqian asked in surprise: "Ah, what's the point?"

"The paper that fell first means that the weight is heavier, and there are more answers on it, which means that the student is more serious and should have a higher score."

Xueqian couldn't help admiring. If Galileo heard this theory in the sky, he would have to do another iron ball experiment on the Leaning Tower of Pisa in front of this senior brother.Seeing that Xueqian was concentrating, the senior brother became interested, and talked more and more. Only then did Xueqian realize that even the comments on the graduation thesis were drawn up by the teacher in advance, and it was enough for a few students to copy them. Pretty much the same reviews.

The brother pointed out the maze, squinted and said: "Liberal arts, there is nothing to learn. It is not like science and engineering. There are formulas to verify. The things that people in the arts learn, to put it bluntly, are four words: plausible. Do you understand? What people in the arts have learned all their lives is These things, if you say you are true, you are true, if you say you are false, you are false, the key is to make others believe what you say."

"Don't subscribe to English newspapers. It's useless. You don't have time to read them. For CET-[-] and CET-[-], just review before the exam. It's best to get the computer for CET-[-]. It's not a bad thing to take IELTS, TOEFL or something if you have nothing to do. , After all, there is a label society, one more label, one more chance, and the certificate is always harmless."

Xueqian listened to many truthful quotes, and hated himself for not being prepared enough and not bringing a notebook to write them down. When he was about to leave, his brother tore up a note and asked Xueqian to write the word "Lu Xun" on it, which Xueqian complied with. Puzzled, the senior brother smiled and said: "If I am going to correct the paper this year, I will just bring your slip of paper, and then compare the handwriting and give you a high score. If someone else is going to correct the paper, I will go say hello." , let him find the papers for you, and you just wait to get a high score."

Xueqian thanked him again and again, but he was still puzzled and asked why he wrote "Lu Xun". The brother told Xueqian that Lu Xun is a compulsory question every year, and there are always questions related to Lu Xun. Candidates do not write the word Lu Xun. No, there is always a place for you to write this name.Xueqian writes these two characters now, and then only needs to compare it with the handwriting on the test paper.Only then did Xueqian realize that he bid farewell to his senior brother. When he went out, there was a gust of cool wind. In the gloomy weather, the wind scraped his skin like a rusty carving knife.Xueqian let out a long breath, and recalled the truth of his brother just now, thinking that other people still don't know the tricks, it really seems that everyone is drunk and I am sober.

In the evening, everyone came to Xueqian's dormitory and asked about Xueqian's news. Xueqian told them roughly, but hid the fact that his senior brother asked him to write, so that they don't have to worry about it. When the time comes, they only need to say hello to their senior brother.Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and at this moment, a voice full of bureaucracy came: "It's so lively, there are so many people, what's the shame?"

Xueqian looked back and saw that it was Ma Tianwei, so he didn't bother to pay attention to him. Ma Tianwei was even fatter, the belt around his waist was completely embedded in his belly, and the trousers were hanging in the air like a balloon that was about to blow up.Everyone hurriedly gave way to him, Ma Tianwei was out of breath: "I can't do it, I will have dinner with Director Bi and a few seniors at night, I'm so tired." Quan Sui hurriedly offered a cigarette, and said with a flattering smile: "Brother Wei, there is someone who changed his major. Any news? I heard that you can change your major in the next semester. What is the specific method? You can tell me some news.” Ma Tianwei lowered his voice and pointed to his chest, as if he was hiding war secrets in his heart. So: "Don't ask random questions, the college definitely doesn't want you to change majors, so please don't talk about it outside. I'll tell you when I have news, okay?" Everyone complimented Ma Tianwei when they saw how considerate he was. "Brother Wei, we are all messing with you, please take care of me." Ma Tianwei crossed his legs, his face twisted like a quilt that was not made early in the morning, and he kept saying, "It's easy to say, easy to say."

Ma Tianwei invited everyone to watch the movie together, and said that he had only downloaded a few Sora Aoi movies, Quan Sui said: "Just go to my place to watch. Leaders usually don't come to sneak attacks." Ma Tianwei patted his chest and said: "What are you afraid of? I'm here I'm here, but Bi Dao is not available. Will Xueqian go to see it?"

Xueqian hurriedly said that he had something to do, so a group of people surrounded Ma Tianwei and left.After a while, Zhang Haoran came, and when he entered the door, he had a happy face and said: "Brother won the first prize in the school's military training essay, and won a bonus of [-]." Xueqian was a little jealous in his heart, and said: "Money is a trivial matter. , but you are famous, but there are many girls who fall in love with you." Zhang Haoran pushed his hands, as if overthrowing Xueqian's compliment, and said with a smile: "That doesn't count, even if a woman falls in love with me because of literature, that doesn't count. The good news is that people who like literature don’t even know how to look pretty, but if they look pretty and are willing to be a talented woman, that’s a matter of perseverance.”

Xueqian said: "That's right, I heard that you are going to do business?"

"It's nothing more than nonsense, making fun, money is not important, at least not as important as experience."

"Aren't you afraid of delaying your studies? I heard that it is difficult for our graduates to find a job, and they haven't found a job in the first half of the year. Alas, I went to college a few years ago, so why worry about this problem? Now that I just started college, I just listen to Many people say that it is difficult to get a job, and the school has only started for two months, and everyone is learning French, Spanish, Japanese, driving license, IELTS, TOEFL, and computer. I really admire everyone's energy."

Zhang Haoran said indifferently: "I don't like learning French and German. It's enough to learn English well. I also need to know a little Japanese. I just need to be able to understand the words in the film."

"You don't plan to study anything else? For example, economics and management are very popular. I got the news that you can apply for a second degree in the second half of the year. Don't you want to study?" Xueqian asked him.

"Bullshit, I'm not interested in that, why learn that. I'm an artist, have you ever watched Edward Yang's "Mahjong", there is a wonderful line in it, 'Everyone doesn't know how to do it, they all want others to tell themselves How to do it'. This is the state of contemporary people. In fact, the future is not scary at all. The future is good. We enjoy it numbly, and feel that the future is bad. We can survive it and feel that it is not impossible. Help. I don’t like the busyness of those people nowadays. They go to work from [-] to [-] every day, squeeze the bus, and don’t even have time to look at the stars in the sky. How long has it been since you looked at the stars? I want to watch them every day The future is not terrible, what is terrible is the bad guess about the future, as if my future life is hopeless.

In fact, living in a hopeless life may not feel so bad. As long as there is hope, the most fearful thing is that your hope will be blocked by despair. "

Xueqian clapped his hands and said, "You always tell me some plausible truths." Xueqian quoted the words of that senior brother.

"Plausible, isn't that what we have learned all our lives? At least I have never felt that the future is scary. When I get to that point, there will naturally be a solution, right? Lamenting that the future is terrible is actually useless. The future is not scary. , It’s choice and anxiety. We should return to the present. Idealists have no past, realists have no future, and aesthetes have no future and past, only the present. I am an artist, I want to feel the taste of every moment of life, never Let dull desires pollute my heart."

Xueqian said solemnly and earnestly: "You are right. I can probably understand the feeling you said. I also hate the sweeping momentum of modern disciplines. This is not drawing a frame freely in the human heart, but It is to draw the frame and put the heart into it.”

"Like an oversized stiff dildo, or a narrow, equally stiff vulva meet, right?"

"You don't speak good things. By the way, do you have any plans for that recently?"

"Maybe there is, and it's time to talk about a new one, but when I think of finding another vulgar thing, I don't bother to talk about it."

Xueqian asked puzzledly: "Then you know the vulgar, why bother to look for it?"

"No, maybe before we were together, the feeling was better. Any woman who becomes your girlfriend will gradually become a vulgar thing, slowly becoming the same vulgar thing as other women. Both parties in love , it is extremely difficult to maintain a sense of mystery indefinitely, or even just a wish of ours. For me, there has never been a relationship for more than three months, everyone just needs a three-month relationship, at least for everyone That's what a confident man is."

"You should really write a novel."

"Of course, I'm about to write it!" Zhang Haoran said miraculously: "I want to write a work, it must be a classic, of course, if you want to write a classic, maybe you can write a masterpiece, you If you want to write a masterpiece, maybe you can only write a bestseller, if you want to write a bestseller, then you won’t even be able to publish it.”

"Then what works can become classics?"

"Graffiti without intention, or writing without fame and fortune, at least I don't have the desire to become a classic in my heart. In this way, maybe after the author's death, the work can become a classic.

It's good to be unintentional, and long-winded speeches can only make people yawn.Those guys talked for a long time, just to smooth things over. In fact, they also understand that they can't do it at all. Let me benefit a lot.Not to mention, the school literature club invited me to do an award presentation today, so I have to hurry up and get ready. "

Zhang Haoran pushed the door open and left, the door just hit when the phone rang, Xueqian glanced at the caller ID lazily.Almost jumped up happily, it turned out to be Qian Siyao!This happiness is too heavy, a big accident, but I am like Fan Jin in Zhongju, who has to be slapped and slapped awake.Xueqian suppressed his emotions, pressed the answer button, and asked timidly: "Hello." This sound, like a whisper in the wilderness at midnight, disappeared in time and space as soon as he came out.

"Is it Xueqian, do you know who I am?"

Xue Qian calmed down a little, and said softly: "Is it Qian Siyao? Do you need me?"

Qian Siyao giggled charmingly: "It's good to know. If you say you don't know, I will kill you. By the way, I have something to ask you. I didn't take notes for the ideological and moral cultivation class next semester. I heard Chinese People in the department are handy with such a class, can you lend me a photocopy of your notes?"

Xueqian said yes again and again, and asked her urgently: "When do you want it? You don't need to make a copy. We have a copy shop downstairs. Wouldn't it be better for me to make a copy for you and hand it over to you directly?"

"That's too much trouble for you. It's okay, you make a photocopy, and I'll just give you the money."

"Don't be polite to me. Anyway, we met during the trip and we are in the same school. This is naturally, um, a kind of fate. This notebook will cost you a few dollars to copy. If you treat me as a friend, don't mention money to me thing."

Qian Siyao said helplessly: "Well, although we are friends, we don't know each other very well after all, that's good, I'll treat you to dinner." This was a polite joke.

Xueqian thought it was an opportunity, seized it quickly, and said, "Okay, would you treat me to Western food or Chinese food? I'm trying to lose weight recently, so don't treat me to dinner. A Starbucks just opened outside the school. Treat me to coffee." Just fine."

"Your appetite is too great. Starbucks is too expensive. I can't afford it. I'd better give you the money."

Xueqian thought she was cute even more, and said with a smile: "Okay, just kidding, let me invite you. By the way, I will give you the notes, but the notes are messy, I have to tell you in person, or you It’s very troublesome to review.”

"This is so bad. I borrowed your notes and asked you to buy me coffee. How can I feel bad? Besides, if Xie Tan knew that you drink coffee with me, wouldn't it be a misunderstanding?"

Seeing that she misunderstood the relationship between himself and Xie Tan, Xueqian became anxious and couldn't speak clearly. Before he finished this sentence, he rushed to say the next sentence: "You misunderstood, I, I and She doesn't have that kind of relationship, what she likes is Xu Yao, the great philosopher who had dinner last time, do you remember? Yes, Xie Tun and I have nothing to do with each other, we don't see eye to eye at all."

"No matter what you say, I don't believe you anyway. Besides, I don't need to take this risk. You know Xie Tan's temper. You just need to give me the note. It doesn't need to be so complicated. We are not a couple. Why pursue that little sentimentality."

(End of this chapter)