Chapter 209 Evil does not suppress good
Chapter 209 Evil does not suppress good
“Authority, like a straight line in mathematics, is a theoretical concept that we can approach but never truly achieve.
"Because we are human, we have emotions and desires, and we have subjective judgments. Humans cannot always be right."
After Zhong Junmin finished speaking, there was no expression on his sculptured face, only a faint smile could be seen in his eyes.
"What you have to do is to approach this line."
It approaches that line, but it can never reach that line, so it is infinitely approximated, that is, it becomes a function.
Wang Zixu felt that Professor Zhong's mathematical attainments were very high, perhaps as high as his literary attainments, because when he talked about literature, he could not understand but was always clear-headed, while when he talked about mathematics, he could understand but was confused.
“If I approach this line, will I become an authority?”
"It can be done, in theory."
“But what if the real authorities disagree?”
"Then he is not an authority in theory."
“But he is still an authority in reality.”
"Yes."
Wang Zixu finally couldn't hold it anymore and said, "Then what's the point of me approaching that line?"
Professor Zhong Junmin stared at him for a long time, and finally said:
“It’s just awesome.”
"..."
Seeing Wang Zixu speechless, Professor Zhong patted him on the shoulder:
“If a curved line thinks it is straight, then in its eyes, there are no straight lines in the world.
“If other lines also considered themselves straight, there would be no straight line in the world.
“So, you have to correct it.”
Wang Zixu felt a little desperate: "But there are no straight lines in the world anymore, not even me. How can I correct it?"
"Then let's do it."
Wang Zixu looked at Zhong Junmin, shocked that Professor Zhong would actually say such a thing.
"Fuck him," Zhong Junmin said again, "Although you have no power, no influence, no money, and no status, you have one advantage, you know?"
The prince shook his head like a rattle.
"You're straighter than he is."
After saying that, Zhong Junmin laughed, put his hands behind his back, and strode away.
"Remember, good will prevail over evil!..."
Professor Zhong's back swayed and disappeared in the bright skylight outside the shelter of the acacia tree, just like the end of a straight line breaking through the edge of the horizon and becoming a dark dot in the distance.
Wang Zixu stood there for a long time.
What a good one, fuck him. What a good one, evil can never prevail over good.
He couldn't say whether the answer given by Professor Zhong was correct, but it was indeed the only option at the moment.
Wang Zixu turned around and walked towards the community, thinking, fuck him.
When passing by the basketball court, he stopped for two seconds, then took off his clothes, slowly rolled up his sleeves, and ran inside.
"Add me one!"
……
In the evening, Wang Zixu returned to the magazine office wearing sweaty clothes. Fortunately, there was no one in the office.
The situation in the office was similar to what I saw during the day. The manuscript papers were still packed full, and it was hard to tell whether it was more messy or tidier.
But judging from the neatly stacked and marked drafts on Ning Chunyan's desk, the main work had been completed.
This made him feel a little embarrassed. He was thinking about working overtime later in the evening to clear the backlog of work and tidy up the office.
But before that, you have to deal with the wet clothes.
As the Lesser Cold approaches, the weather is extremely cold. Sweat does not dry up easily. Once a layer of sweat appears on the body, it soon becomes as cold as pearls and crystals, sticking to the body like a sticky substance, rolling around between clothes and skin.
Moreover, he was sweating a lot. If you put your hands under your armpits, water would come out. The material of his clothes is not suitable for playing basketball.
Wang Zixu closed the window and made sure there was no room for air to leak in. Then he took off his shirt, wrung it a few times, and hung it on a hanger under the air conditioner.
Then I opened a pack of toilet paper and used two sheets at a time, first wiping my neck, then my armpits, with my back facing the air conditioner.
He had just finished playing basketball and his body was still hot, so he could hold out for a while. When he was pulling open his pants and rubbing his groin, a scream came from behind him, followed by a gust of cold wind.
He turned around quickly, only to see Ning Chunyan standing at the door with his eyes wide open and magazine manuscripts scattered on the ground at his feet.
"What are you doing?"
"Wipe, wipe the sweat..."
Ning Chunyan stared at him, her eyes rolling around, as if she was trying to weigh the possibility of Wang Zixu's statement or "being a hooligan". Fortunately, she agreed with his explanation in the end.
"Why are you wiping your sweat?"
"Just played basketball for a while."
"Put on your clothes quickly. I can't accept you being shirtless like this."
Without her telling him to, he was about to put on his clothes. He put on his wet shirt, and his back, which had just been dried, began to feel uncomfortable again.
Ning Chunyan said as he picked up the manuscript papers scattered on the ground:
"The manuscripts have been selected. The Little Prince's "Annual Sacrifice" is the top pick, followed by Xiao Mengyin's manuscript, and then there are many manuscripts by young writers. The manuscript of the fox you recommended last time is also among them."
Wang Zixu nodded: "Then I will communicate with her."
"I was originally planning to keep some manuscripts, but after discussing with Lu Qingxuan and the others, I decided not to keep any. I'll just make a really strong one. In short, it's going to be very strong and invincible."
Prince Xu nodded: "Invincible."
"Then I thought, this issue already has an all-star cast, we can't waste it, we have to promote it more, but the price is so expensive."
“This money cannot be saved.”
Ning Chunyan said: "It would be great if we could find An Younan and borrow their Xunyi advertising channels."
When Wang Zixu heard the name "An Younan", he felt a chill on his back and beads of sweat seemed to start rolling out again.
Ning Chunyan added: "But I didn't have a pleasant conversation with her last time, so I feel a little embarrassed to look for her again."
The prince heaved a sigh of relief and said, "It's better to be self-reliant, so as not to be looked down upon by others."
Ning Chunyan stared at Wang Zixu, as if asking for something. From her perspective, the last time she brought Wang Zixu to meet An Younan, the other party had a good impression of him. If Wang Zixu asked for something, it would be less awkward.
Wang Zixu knew what she was planning just by looking at her eyes. But he pretended not to see it and didn't dare to respond at all.
Tell a joke: An Younan had a good impression of him.
Ning Chunyan pulled up her hair and said, "Forget it, you're busy too. By the way, the seminar for Fire in the Stone should start tomorrow, right?"
"Ah."
"Although it's too late to talk about it now, it seems okay for me to go and participate?"
Wang Zixu shook his head: "Forget it, you better not go. Shen Qingfeng is also going to attend, it will be embarrassing if you go."
Ning Chunyan nodded, then raised a finger and said, "Well, that's what you said, but it doesn't mean I don't value you. I went to Shi Shuqiu's seminar last time. That's the way of the world. Don't feel uncomfortable."
"You are very sensitive. I didn't think much of it."
After chatting and laughing for a while, Ning Chunyan's expression became serious again.
"Your seminar tomorrow..."
"what happened?"
Ning Chunyan thought about it, and finally seemed to have made up his mind, and whispered: "You have to work hard."
"Why should I cheer?"
"Come on, hold on."
He felt that she was strangely worried, serious and a little cute.
Ning Chunyan went home.
Before leaving, she found him a new towel (she didn't know why there was a towel here) and asked him to continue wiping his sweat.
Wang Zixu didn't wipe it off. The sweat on his body had dried. After ordering takeout, he sat down to deal with the remaining manuscript.
After working until nine o'clock in the evening, Wang Zixu carried the leftover takeout box out of the office, locked the door, went downstairs, and threw the takeout box into the trash can.
As I was clapping my hands, I suddenly saw a black Lexus in the yard that looked quite familiar, but I couldn't remember why.
When the car door opened and a driver with a shaved head got out, he realized the source of this familiar feeling.
"How did you find me this time?"
"I heard you were at work."
"What if I have to work overtime after 10 o'clock?"
"Then I'll be off work."
Wang Zixu was quite speechless. The driver didn't say anything and said directly:
"Miss An, please come over."
Wang Zixu asked: "What's the reason this time?"
The driver said: "Miss An said that she invited Shi Tonghe to attend your seminar."
After saying that, he quickly added: "These are her exact words. She asked me to convey them exactly as they were."
(End of this chapter)