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Ling Wu Ji was thinking in his heart.
"Becoming a god is too boring. If I want to tear down the walls between the inner and outer worlds as a human, I'm afraid I'll have to make use of TG's three fine qualities..."
But Ling Wuji actually had a headache.
Although he is not a complete egoist, he can hardly be called a pure altruist either, and he has always been the type who just muddles through. He can usually only do the first of "criticism and self-criticism", and has nothing to do with "close ties with the masses". He may be able to do well in "linking theory with practice", but there is a suspicion that he is using theories from nowhere to distort the truth.
"Pride, laziness, and perhaps lust?"
Ling Wuji shook his head.
He didn't mean to change.
Perhaps it can be said that he had no way to transform himself into a saint, a true revolutionary, so strictly speaking, everything he said and did, perhaps just like what was said in the emoticon in "Insidious", was the "ill-tempted groaning of the petty bourgeoisie"!
"But petty bourgeois is petty bourgeois."
Ling Wuji was not a person who could face up to and reform his bad habits.
But he also felt that he had been out of touch with the masses for too long.
Although it sounds a bit condescending, Ling Wuji doesn't think he is fundamentally different from other people. He just tends to be quiet and alone. For him, communication with others is filled with a lot of meaningless redundant information. But when he thinks back to his previous life, that junior year life which he feels a little nostalgic, he doesn't feel that he had any more specific and meaningful information exchange with those guys in the dormitory during that time.
Although he originally felt that pursuing meaning was the most meaningless thing.
“So, we should still try to accept others and open our hearts, even if all exchanges are not joyful,” Ling Wuji made a guideline for himself and said, “What does the poem say, do not go gentle into that good night?”
Ling Wuji stood on the rooftop of his new residence, looking at the city from afar. The sky and the earth seemed to be suspended upside down. The ground was full of bright lights, but the sky seemed empty, as if waiting for someone to fill it with something.
Volume 3: Between God and Man: Chapter 8: Premature Love, Further Education, and Youth
In the eyes of the teachers at school, Ling Wuji was a rather unusual student.
This guy usually doesn't pay attention in class. He either daydreams or hides novels and comics under his desk. But he is a very talented student. He can solve any problem as long as he glances at it. Some teachers don't want him to waste his talent, but he just doesn't listen. It's as if he goes to school just to punch in and go to work. The teachers wonder if there is something wrong with his family.
There is a problem, but it's not really there.
Strictly speaking, Ling Wuji actually has no guardian now, but it seems that no one can really find out what his condition is.
However, because he had not yet chosen which club to join after school started, the teacher called him to the office for a talk.
"Student Ling, what are your hobbies? Calligraphy? Music?"
“Is there a Go club in school?”
"Well..."
Hearing Ling Wuji's question, the Chinese teacher in OL uniform was suddenly speechless.
Although Ling Wuji actually doesn't know how to play Go, he only knows how to play Gobang.
"Speaking of which, classmate Ling, you don't seem to have many friends in class? Is there a reason? With your looks, even if you are an international student, it shouldn't be impossible for you to make friends, right? Or are you being bullied?"
She carefully examined the boy's thin and slender figure and said, "If you have any, please report it to the teacher immediately, okay?"
"No," Ling Wuji shook his head and added, "But even if it is true, what's the point of reporting it to the teacher? If a student is bullied because he can't fit in with the group, telling the teacher will only intensify the confrontation, right? Bullying in behavior and words may be avoided, but isolation is unavoidable, right?"
"So you are isolated?"
"No, I just want to let off some steam. I just don't fit in, and I don't think friends are indispensable."
"Won't you feel lonely?"
Ling Wuji raised his eyebrows and asked, "Let me ask you, teacher, have you read Zhuangzi?"
"You mean to say, 'You are not a fish, so how can you know the joy of a fish?'"
"In fact, I would rather use the line said by the skeleton in "The Greatest Happiness": 'How can I give up the joy of being a king and return to the toil of the world?' However, the meaning is not much different."
But it was obvious that the teacher didn't understand.
She thought about it and said, "But the role of school is to train students to adapt to society before they enter it. Can you continue like this?"
"I don't think there's anything wrong with it. There are many jobs in society that can be completed without socializing with others, right?" Ling Wuji seemed really bored, so he just started chatting with her casually, "And I don't think there's any problem with my ability to communicate with others. I can still handle the communication required for work."
"Oh, you're very confident?"
The Chinese teacher, who had a great figure and was pretty, but had a kind of regrettable temperament, suddenly brightened up and said, "Well, I'll give you a job, how about it?"
"Um, is there a reward?"
Ling Wu Ji pondered for a moment and then spoke.
Hearing him ask this, the female teacher looked at him carefully again and said, "In my teaching career, you are the first student who would ask a teacher this question."
"It's your pleasure?"
Ling Wuji showed a little disdain on his face: He didn't care what others thought, but if someone wanted him to do something out of selfishness, they had to reserve the salary first! In this situation, the teacher obviously didn't want to do anything related to the class. If he didn't pay, did he want to get something for free?
"Um, do good memories count?"
"Teacher, your memory won't be seven seconds, right?"
"What do you mean?"
"We have discussed Zhuangzi before, right?"
The female teacher obviously quickly thought of the saying "You are not a fish, how can you know the joy of fish?" She was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Then let me put it another way. Are you interested in communicating with the beautiful girl?"
"If I say I'm not interested, it seems like I'm hypocritical," Ling Wuji said, "but if I say I'm interested, it would seem like I'm more lustful, so I can only say, what level of beauty is that?"
"level?"
The female teacher was stunned again.
"I was just kidding," Ling Wuji had to say, "But is there anything wrong with you saying that, teacher?"
"question?"
"I mean, you said that I should communicate with the beautiful girl. Regardless of your original intention, it is easy to be misunderstood, right? It seems that you are hinting that I should pursue someone else, although I don't have any intention of falling in love for the time being," Ling Wuji said absentmindedly, "However, if it were someone else, your words would inevitably be suspected of shaking your position as an educator."
"I don't think encouraging students to fall in love will shake the position of educators." She seemed a little happy, and reached for the bag on her chest, took out a pack of cigarettes, and skillfully shook out a cigarette. She was about to get a lighter, but suddenly realized the occasion she was in, so she pretended to be relaxed and put the cigarette back, saying, "Oh, that's right, after all, you are from China, and I heard that teachers there don't encourage early love."
"It's not just discouraged, it's banned."
"Why?" she continued, "I mean, from your perspective, why do you think they prohibit students from dating before they reach adulthood?"
"Because of the pressure of further studies?" Ling Wuji said, "The peak period of student love is in high school, and the college entrance examination in China is regarded by many as an exam that determines one's fate. Too many people's expectations are placed on the candidates, so they are not allowed to do other things that are not related to study to distract them. There may be other reasons, but I think this is the main reason."
“Wouldn’t this be too much for the students?”
Ling Wuji just shook his head: "I don't know."
"But I think that youth means trying more things, no matter if it's failure or success."
"So, teacher, your youth must have been a time of poetry and poetry?"
Let Wu Ji speak.
"Of course... of course!" She was a little unsure, but forced herself to give Ling Wuzhi a bright smile.
"Then why do you exude the aura of an older single blind date girl now?"
"Stop... stop talking so much!"
She angrily punched Ling Wuji, but was shocked to find that Ling Wuji casually raised his hand and grasped her fist in his, which was as cold and hard as cast iron.
Volume 3: Between God and Man: Chapter 9: The Society
In the end, Ling Wu Ji followed the teacher and went to a club activity classroom on campus.
Then he saw a girl in the same grade as him - the school uniforms of Japanese middle schools would have some color differences in small places such as ties and cuffs to indicate different grades - who had arrived there early. Ling Wu Ji took a quick glance and saw that the girl had an extremely delicate face and flawless skin like ice and snow. She was indeed a well-deserved beauty as Hiratsuka Shizuka said. Her long, black hair like silk fell down softly, and there were two hairbands tied on the back of her neck. Ling Wu Ji was unsure for a moment whether she had twin ponytails or not.
But the only thing that made Ling Wuji feel regretful was that this was Princess Taiping.
So Ling Wuji had no interest in her.
"Teacher Hiratsuka, what is the matter that called me here?"
The girl ignored Ling Wu Ji and just spoke to Hiratsuka Shizuka.
"You haven't joined any clubs and you don't have any friends, have you?" Shizuka Hiratsuka said, "So I thought, since you're all loners, why don't you form a club together?"
"us?"
The girl then turned her attention to Ling Wuji, but Ling Wuji seemed uninterested and just said, "Teacher, putting a group of misfits together will only make them even more misfits."
"Aren't people like you who are so pretentious unsociable because you can't find people like you to communicate with?"
Ling Wuji touched his chin and said, "Well, I don't deny that I am a bit pretentious."
"right?"
"But I have recently learned from my mistakes and have decided to go deeper into the masses."
"As far as I know, that statement still has a very pretentious air, right?" Hiratsuka Shizuka said, "Party members' awareness is actually much higher than that of the masses, right? So the role played by party members is a little bit superior to that of the masses, right?"
Ling Wuji immediately looked at the teacher in surprise and said, "I didn't expect you to study this?"
Hiratsuka Shizuka just smiled and said, "Well, how about this? Didn't you say you want to go deep into the masses and serve the people? Then why don't you set up a club to help students solve their problems?"
"In my opinion, most of the worries of high school students are whether the person they admire likes them and whether they should confess their feelings, right?"
Ling Wuji still lacked interest.
"There are many other problems, too. For example, didn't you mention the problem of school bullying?"
"If the teacher finds out and just lets the students solve it, it will only deepen my negative impression of the Japanese education system."
"Didn't you say that too? Bullying in words and actions can be avoided, but isolation is not something a teacher can prevent," said Shizuka Hiratsuka.
"You think too highly of me."
Ling Wuji rolled his eyes.
That kind of question was completely unreasonable to someone like him.
In other words, he simply couldn't understand the mentality of those who were isolated but still wanted to make friends.
"If you want to put those people who don't fit in or are isolated together, so that they can interact with each other and even become friends," Ling Wuji said, "who knows, maybe those people will be hurt again by me, right?"
Hiratsuka Shizuka immediately shook her head and sighed, saying, "I see you haven't gotten rid of that conceited mentality at all, have you?"
"If the teacher has nothing else to do, can I go back?"
The girl with long black hair heard the two people chattering about irrelevant issues, and immediately interrupted and said.
"Ah, Yukinoshita, what do you think of my suggestion?"