They made an appointment to meet after the midterm exam.
Because although the lofty ideals and the spirit of helping others are worthy of praise, the present sloppiness - oh no, exams - must also be paid attention to.
It is not only about graduation, but good grades are also linked to finding a job in the future - sometimes the world works like this, and it is impossible to shake it with the power of just one person.
Or to take a step back, grades are also linked to scholarships.
Jiang Baige has always believed that he is not a vulgar person.
Because if a person is not an idealist, how can he be martyred for his ideals?
But at certain moments when she compromised with reality, she knew clearly that she was not a "pure" idealist.
Like her mentor.
Gui Hongyan, a successful woman in her forties, has been a teacher at Ann University for nearly twenty years, and has been an associate professor for ten years. She can quickly fill the professor's position as soon as it becomes vacant. There is no real estate in Anjing.
When Gui Hongyan learned about Jiang Baige's literary ideals and her plan to buy a house in a casual conversation, she was stunned for a moment and then burst into laughter.
"You have more vision than me."
Jiang Baige thought she was being sarcastic and felt a little embarrassed, because Gui Hongyan had always opposed people being locked in by housing prices and mortgage loans.
"I am against everyone being trapped, but what if you don't know how? Or, if you are confident that you can't, then what's wrong with having your own house and being able to write with peace of mind?"
p>Jiang Baige looked at his mentor in surprise, with complex emotions welling up in his heart.
But Gui Hongyan did not pay attention to this: "Buying a house or not buying a house, pursuing ideals or following the crowd are all labels. When these labels are attached to different people, they are given a personal color, otherwise we will be labeled But there is no law in the world that applies to everyone, right?"
She didn't wait for Jiang Baige to answer, but dusted her fingers. Cigarettes that don't exist.
She is quitting smoking recently because of her bad lungs, but her fingers still retain memories of the past.
Gui Hongyan turned his chair, took out a very plainly packaged candy from the small aluminum box on the table, and threw it into his mouth.
She composed herself and continued to express her point of view.
The reason why I don’t buy a house is that the school provides low-priced houses for rent to teachers at the school.
As the professional title increases, the housing area gradually increases, and there are also rent subsidies.
So she doesn’t have to worry about being evicted one day.
If one day comes, she will now be at an age where she doesn’t have to worry about this matter.
However, she also frankly expressed her regret.
In the past, I devoted myself wholeheartedly to academic research.After studying, they ignored the real life and missed the low housing prices in Anjing more than ten years ago. At this time, it was already too late.
Buying it now would undoubtedly be a constraint, so she chose not to.
Because it is her own choice, she will express her hatred for the mortgage, but she does not criticize other people's choices.
She always said that I have criticized enough at work.
The candy gradually melted in her mouth, her speech became clear again, and her speaking speed increased.
What she said gradually deviated from her initial discussion with Jiang Baige: about idealists and home buying.
But Jiang Baige didn’t say a word or interrupt the whole time.
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It's not that she likes silence, or that she has nothing to say, she just likes to see Gui Hongyan like an actor performing a one-act play on stage, and she is the only audience.
Jiang Baige looked at her as if he was looking at the person he wanted to be in a decade or decades, living a carefree life.
"You know, I am not married, I have no daughter, no children, no husband, and I am extremely free."
Jiang Baige told Song Siwen this conversation and explained why she didn't do it in time Come see her, but give priority to midterm exams.
The two of them were sitting in a cafe, drinking sparkling water and chatting.
Because Song Siwen’s senior sister is still busy with other things, she will have to come later.
Jiang Baige explained again: "Recently, in order to prepare for the exam, I drank too much coffee. I feel that I cannot let caffeine control my life, so..."
Song Siwen chuckled after hearing this and said that Jiang Baige was still the same as before, always likes to fight against some invisible things.
She is just the opposite. She focuses on the living existence and dilemmas in reality.
Maybe if she reports them, it won't have an immediate effect, but the first thing she has to do is to let those dark sides be seen.
When they were chatting animatedly, Song Siwen suddenly glanced behind Jiang Baige.
"Senior sister, here!"
Jiang Baige turned around and saw a girl wearing black framed glasses walking towards them with a smile.
There was a sense of familiarity, but Jiang Baige couldn't place it.
The other party also saw her and asked before she sat down: "Are you Siwen's classmate? I heard her say that it was with your encouragement that she went to Andhra Pradesh to study as a graduate student. "
"Did she even say this?" Jiang Baige touched her cheek, "Did she also say the things we did together? "
"What things?" the senior sister asked knowingly, "For example, behind the investigation about cohabitation on campus, was there actually a well-designed murder?"
Coffee was served, and sheStopped at the right time and said thank you.
"The report really aroused some discussion at that time, and I have read it. But I didn't know that it was not actually gossip after dinner, or a confrontation between old and new views, but... poisoning. "
Jiang Baige and Song Siwen looked at each other. She didn't know what else Song Siwen said.
The senior sister understood: "Although school has only just started, she has talked to me all night long several times."
"It turns out that you have such a good relationship. Keep talking, I'm almost jealous."
"We don't have a good relationship, so why are we talking about investigating a trafficking case?" The senior sister lost her joking expression and returned to seriousness, "Actually, I have been paying attention to this matter for a while. , but the starting point is slightly different from Siwen.”
She noticed this because she is a backpacking enthusiast.
This can be seen with the naked eye: she is very tall, with broad shoulders, bulging muscles, traces of sunlight on her face, and even the intellectual aura brought by her black-rimmed glasses. She couldn't help but exude the wildness all over her body.
She likes to challenge various unexplored routes and get close to the most primitive nature outside of work.
Xuyang City, where Fengshui is located, is located at the junction of the north and the south and has the scenery of both places. However, because of this unique geographical environment, the gap between the rich and the poor has been large, and some mountainous areas have not yet been lifted out of poverty.
"But these places have beautiful scenery and are worth visiting. Many years ago, I also went there with my classmates."
The senior sister seemed to remember something and laughed. , but was quickly replaced by worry.
"In the past six months, I have discovered that many girls in the forum who went to Xuyang nearby, either alone or in groups, never appeared in the forum again after going there."