Chapter 28 nobleman.1

The night wind in September has already made people feel a little cold, as if they just drank a bottle full of iced mineral water and were playing, blowing slowly towards Su Su. This is the first sign of autumn leaning towards Beijing. The alternation of the twenty-four solar terms throughout the year is almost always carried out at night, and the clues appear during the day. Su was one of the last to leave the library.The campus was completely silent.The windows of the two six-story student dormitory buildings were almost completely dark, but the corridor lights and toilet lights were still on.There is not a single bed for Su in those two buildings.Because she graduated from this university last year.I couldn't find a job at the time.

Human beings have passed the mature period of thinking long ago, so philosophy seems to have become meaningless.However, what Su read is philosophy.This was the first mistake in her life choice, a major mistake. Su's home is in Changchun.Her father, a worker in a state-owned enterprise, was laid off when she was a junior high school student; she died of illness when she was a high school student.After my father died, my mother also lost her job.The mother's meager and unstable income as a part-time worker is the only source of income for the mother and daughter.If she had applied for Jilin University as her first choice five years ago, based on her test scores, she would not have ended up studying philosophy.She was so confident back then that all her volunteers applied to universities in Beijing.She has a set goal in life - determined to become a college student in a certain university in Beijing; then become a Beijinger, and become a white-collar lady of a large company in Beijing; after that, she will bring her mother who has never been to Beijing to Beijing, and be with herself depend on each other.Su loves her mother so much.She understands that her mother with kidney disease has been reluctant to spend money on medical treatment, or even on cheaper conventional medicines, in order to pay for her college education.The mother is supporting her, supporting her as a part-time worker.Just because she understood this, her determination to repay her mother was made big and heavy.As if not becoming a white-collar lady in Beijing in the future, and not allowing my mother to spend her old age in Beijing, but in other cities in China, is not considered a reward.Of course, in Su's persistent consciousness, there is also the pursuit of realizing his own life goals.For her, Beijing is China's New York; it is China's Paris; it is China's foreign country; it is China's Western world.After entering high school, all other cities in China can no longer accommodate her pursuit and longing.Shanghai was also the city she longed for, Guangzhou was also good, and Shenzhen was also good, but they were all her plans to settle for the next best thing.Beijing, and only Beijing, is the strategic goal of her life.Su in high school is the kind of extremely hard-working girl with strong learning initiative.Play is synonymous with crime in Su's dictionary.Puppy love is the most shameful thing for Su.There is no need for anyone to instill the above ideas in her mind.Mother never had to urge her to study hard.On the contrary, I often feel sorry for her who works too hard, for fear that she will get tired and sick.It was her mind that grew the above idea on its own.In short, the old saying "you don't need to beat the drum hard, why do you need to whip the fast horse" is the most suitable description for Su.Since she is such a girl, the boys tactfully stay away.The girls see her as a quirky test-taking machine.That year was the peak year of the college entrance examination.Seventy-eight out of ten candidates who could have entered Tsinghua University and Peking University according to their grades in previous years failed to get their wish.Candidates who could have been admitted to Beijing with high brows have experienced the fruit of regret and frustration.When Su was anxiously waiting for news all day long, her head teacher personally came to her home to inform her that a key university in Beijing could admit her, but only if she gave up the major she had applied for and obeyed the school's major allocation.

The teacher also said that in fact, "Ji Da" is also interested in candidates with her score.If she is willing to be a "Ji Da" student, the teacher can help her through it, and can ensure that she reads a subject that meets her wishes. But she replied without hesitation: "Of course I will go to Beijing!" So she became a student in the philosophy department of that university in Beijing. Su in college, just like Su in high school, doesn't have the slightest passion for playing, nor does he have any more hobbies.She in junior high school and her in high school have only one hobby, which is walking alone.The prime of the university is still only this one patent, which is more common among the elderly.In fact, she doesn't like philosophy.The talk of professors and associate professors in class is like a lullaby to her.And the various ideological essentials and "beauty of pure logic" that the masters have profoundly influenced the world sound like advanced metaphysics to her.Despite this, she was a hard-working student with excellent grades.In fact, Su has formed her own philosophy since she was a young girl—the philosophy of ordinary people, the philosophy of the poor who is closer to the truth than the philosophy of ordinary people.That is the philosophy that is simple, clear and easy to understand, everything is worth ten thousand sentences, starting from reality and in order to survive, the philosophy of pragmatism.If anyone is too serious, pulls this philosophy out of her head, and retaliates with his own way, arguing with her that her dedication to college has been divorced from the reality of her life, she should sooner. It would be a big mistake if you just take part in the work.Su will definitely reply calmly: "That is the actual choice of a person who only has five years of life after high school." A class of high school students in the university, especially girls, will suffer a crushing defeat after five years of life.The next fifty years will be nothing bright at all.And even in five years, the state of being alive is just relying on the short blooming season of life as capital.Except for a very small number of good-looking women who can be expected to marry rich husbands as full-time wives, most of them even have problems getting married.On this point, the lives of girls in the city and girls in the country are not the same, or even completely opposite.The average country girl is not worried about losing her qualifications to be a daughter-in-law.Sixteen or seventeen-year-old country girls who go to the city to work or be aunts will always save a sum of money in five to eight years.With that sum of money, she can go back to the countryside to choose a man of her choice and marry a good man.And a city girl who does not have a stable job but only has a high school degree, when she is of the age to marry, if her appearance is ordinary, she will become more and more redundant in the city.The jobs left for them in the city are getting rarer and rarer.Even small restaurant owners would rather hire country girls who are docile and younger than them when they hire waiters.What's more, the requirements of the latter are not high, and they are willing to do it for two or three hundred yuan.Only a very small number of young men in the city have the courage to marry a girl from the city who has no education and therefore finds it even more difficult to find a job.In such a small family, the relationship between the husband and wife will not last for three or five years.After three to five years, I will be unable to live... Yes, Su believes that with only a high school degree, the level of education in the countryside is not low, but in the city it is almost equivalent to no education, or even almost no education at all.When Su was in high school, she calmly and keenly saw this new urban-rural difference.Education, and the minimum is a university degree, without it, in China in the future, there will be almost no possibility of guaranteeing a person to live in the city for 50 years.Of course, if you are willing to live a life of extreme poverty, it is not impossible to ask the society for help from time to time.But life has fallen to such a point, isn’t it meaningless to live? Compared with many of his peers, Su actually sees problems more deeply.This is an instinctive profundity, a profundity of a poor girl.Her calm and keen views on her own life and reality made her feel that the knowledge she had learned in the philosophy department of the university was more like a way to provide rich people with spiritual luxury for leisure and leisure. .Once after class, she asked the professor who was stepping down from the podium in a very serious manner: "Teacher, the farmer who dreams of buying a horse to relieve his hard work but has no money to afford one, the white horse Isn't it a horse?"

The young thinker, such a professor of philosophy who is used to overlooking all phenomena in the world, was taken aback by the question. Throughout that class, he taught students how to demonstrate Gongsun Long's theory of "a white horse is not a horse" 2,300 years ago.And that was the thesis he successfully obtained his master's degree, and it was also recognized as the most exciting subject he taught. Su stood in front of him, calmly expecting an answer. After all, he is indeed a professor of philosophy. He thought for a while and replied: "So such a farmer can't become a thinker if he lives two hundred years old."

He was secretly proud of his wit, but Su asked again: "That's why Gongsun Long's philosophy seems to be very advanced?" ...  From then on, in his class, as long as Su's eyes were focused on him, his own eyes didn't know where to look, and he would become incoherent. However, Su heard that when he was asked which of his students was the most thoughtful, it was her name that he blurted out... This evening, from eight o'clock to the library clearing, Su spent three hours reading Nietzsche's "Thus Spoke Zarathustra".During the four years of being a philosophy student, she came into contact with the name of Nietzsche, a German with a quarter of Polish ancestry, and listened to the philosophy professor who taught students how to prove "a white horse is not a horse" I read Nietzsche's so-called "poetic philosophy" aloud emotionally.She was puzzled when she heard this, and felt that it could be regarded as philosophy, so there must be many philosophers imprisoned in mental hospitals in various countries in the world.The professor hailed Nietzsche as the "greatest philosopher" of the last century.The words of praise used, as if such a great person appeared in the world in a hundred years, it is a miracle and an honor for mankind.At the time, she felt that the professor's enthusiasm for Nietzsche was somewhat morbid.When he said the word "greatest", his eyes met Su's eyes inadvertently.Su was actually watching him the whole time.Su could see that his face was slightly red.So she quickly looked away, so as not to make him uncomfortable.Su believes that college teachers, high school teachers, and junior high school teachers are both teachers, but their psychology is very different.The knowledge of high school teachers and junior high school teachers is definitely not as extensive as that of university teachers, but generally they have no problem with showing off.Because showing off can't improve the rate of admission.If you can't improve your enrollment rate, you can't prove your teaching level no matter what.If the teaching level cannot be proved rigidly, the teaching qualification will be doubted or even shaken.Moreover, high school teachers and junior high school teachers may be much more selfless than university professors and associate professors.The former hope that their worst students can also be promoted to key high schools and get on the list in the college entrance examination.So they spare no effort in teaching, wishing to have a little heat to shine.You can think of them as typical rigid bookmakers who only teach dead books.But the starting point is really for the students.For the students to pass the high school entrance examination smoothly, and get the first place in the college entrance examination as they wish.University professors and associate professors are not the same. They don’t lead classes, and they don’t have rigid indicators of enrollment rate to oppress their minds. After completing the prescribed class hours, they complete the teaching tasks.Therefore, there is little sense of responsibility for students that is closely related to that of high school teachers and junior high school teachers.Especially the professors and associate professors of the three traditional liberal arts of literature, history and philosophy, often for decades, the lecture notes have not changed.Even if there are some changes, the subjective color is also very large.From ancient times to the present, from China to the West, everyone has formed a family of their own according to their personal likes and dislikes, playing their own way, prejudices, misinterpretations and misunderstandings, flooding the classroom.Either slander wisdom with benevolence, or slander benevolence with wisdom, every time you utter ridicule, and it seems to be the best insight in the world, the highest opinion, from which you get a very strong pleasure of self-appreciation and hope to be appreciated, self-worship and hope to be worshiped.Therefore, it is often unavoidable to catch up with the fashion in thoughts and opinions, and to copy and teach now...

Su was able to make such a comparison of the difference between junior high school and high school teachers and university teachers based on her personal experience in four years of university. Regardless of whether her opinion is correct or not, it shows that she is indeed good at inductive phenomena and is extremely sensitive to superficial phenomena. able to think independently. She once heard a lecture given by a professor in the Chinese Department to foreign students. When the professor talked about Lu Xun, he used harsh words, but when he talked about Xu Zhimo and Zhang Ailing, he couldn't help but be amazed.It seems that the entire Chinese literature period of the 1930s and 1940s, with the two talented men and women of Xu Zhang, is a special literary era with far-reaching influence in China...

Su hardly read any extracurricular literature books in middle and high school.It was only when I went to college that I devoured the supplementary reading, and even memorized a few thick books of experience.She actually read "The Complete Works of Lu Xun" through.In her university, among the students of her class, by extension, among the many students of many universities in recent years, students like her who can read "The Complete Works of Lu Xun" through are not only unique, but definitely is one of the very few.After reading Lu Xun, Su's respect for Lu Xun arose spontaneously.She even wrote down this sentence in her diary: "If Su was born at the right time, if there is no Ms. Guangping in the world, I would like to be Mrs.'s wife instead." ——Like some of her female classmates, Su also always In the diary, I imitate the words and sentences of men.This phenomenon is probably due to their subconscious yearning for men.She also read Xu Zhimo and Zhang Ailing.After she went to college, she stomped her feet hard, and the first two books she bought were not Lu Xun's books, but a collection of poems by Xu Caizi and a collection of novels by Zhang Cainv.Like most of her female classmates, she quite liked the talents of Xu and Zhang.But it's just talent, just liking, no respect.After listening to the big open class of the Chinese Department, she wrote down a word of experience in her diary-"shit".

Hugo's, the famous word uttered by the French dragoon captain before his death in the Battle of Waterloo. When Su read "The Complete Works of Lu Xun" every night in the school library, he once attracted the attention of another old professor in the Chinese Department.He is a scholar who has studied Lu Xun all his life, and he is a professor who is qualified to bring a Ph.D.He planned to compile a book commenting on various editions of "The Biography of Lu Xun", and he often went to the library to look up information in those days.He couldn't help but invite Sucheng to his home for a talk.

The old professor asked Su why he did not apply for the Chinese Department of the school, but for the Philosophy Department? Su then told the whole story of how he became a student of the philosophy department of this school. The old professor said that as long as she wanted, she could take his postgraduate entrance examination after graduation.He would rather wrong himself, and take her, a postgraduate student, to study Lu Xun as a doctoral supervisor, and promise to lead her to become a doctor. Su pondered for a moment, then lowered her head and asked, "What about after that?"

The old professor replied solemnly: "From now on, you will be a young female expert who studies Lu Xun. There is no female expert who studies Lu Xun in China." Then, the old professor confessed, complaining melancholy and not without desolation, how could a country with a population of more than 1.3 billion fail to recruit talents who were willing to spend their whole lives studying Lu Xun for several years in a row? The old man mentioned Those speeches and articles that belittled Lu Xun were filled with righteous indignation, and they scolded the behavior of "the gnat may shake the tree".He said that within a limited number of years, he must train a few, at least one fighter who is worthy of the historical responsibility of defending Lu Xun.If it is a female soldier, it will be better and more gratifying.Otherwise, you will regret it for the rest of your life and die with regret.

Su was surprised by the intensity and passion of the old professor.She asked calmly: "Then, in China, which units are willing to pay a salary for such a female soldier?" "This... this... this... I think there must be some?" The old professor hesitated.Listening to that tone, it seemed to be asking her.Therefore, Su also came to a judgment about the future life of such a female soldier, and there was no reason for optimism. She asked for some time for her to think about it before answering. A few days later, instead of going to the old professor's house to inform him of the decision in person, Su wrote a letter and sent it to the Chinese Department, asking him to pass it on.It was a very short letter, and the wording was extremely tactful to thank the other party for their kindness.He said that his family was poor, and he was able to go to college with the income of his mother as a part-time worker.Therefore, I hope that I can work as soon as possible after graduation, so as to relieve the burden of my frail and sick mother.The heart of continuing to take the postgraduate entrance examination does not dare to live in vain.In Su, this is not an excuse, but her sincere words.But it's not 100% truth, it's just 50% truth, and she didn't say a word about the other half.That is—although she has deep respect for Lu Xun, if she dedicated her life to being a female soldier who defended Lu Xun, she would never be able to do it, and she would not be very willing to do it.In fact, she has no extravagant dreams about her own life.Become an intellectual-type female citizen in Beijing, marry a man who loves her, have a job with a stable income, take care of her husband and children, and take good care of her mother, that's all, that's all.If the opportunity comes true, you will feel happy... At this moment, the clear mercury light printed Su's shadow clearly on the ground, sometimes stretching long in front of her, sometimes stretching short behind her.The street lamps on the campus seemed to be tender to this hardworking female student, fearing that she would go home alone at night, fearful in her heart, and secretly asked her shadow to accompany her back to her residence. Su rented a bungalow for 300 yuan a month in a place three stops away from the university.As she walked, her steps slowed down, she stopped, and she squatted down with her hands on her belly.So her shadow also shrank into a ball, guarding her.When she stood up and walked again, her steps were even slower.Walking to the school gate, I squatted down again.The little guard asked her what happened? She didn't say anything.The janitor came out of the reception room and asked her what was wrong. Then she stood up slowly and said with a wry smile, "Uncle, my stomach hurts." The old janitor had recognized her and helped her into the reception room, sympathizing with her. Said: "I don't have any medicine for stomach pain here. Girl, you go to the inner room and lie on the bed for a while?" She said, "Uncle, just give me a cup of hot water." The old school worker then poured a cup of hot water for her.Su Jie cup in hand, take a sip, and hold the cup close to his chest for a while.The pain on his face gradually subsided. The old school worker said, "Girl, which department are you from?" Su replied that she was from the Department of Philosophy, had already graduated, and was working hard for the postgraduate entrance examination next year. The old janitor muttered: "Philosophy, philosophy, isn't it that if you don't talk about it, I will understand it, and the more you talk about it, the more confused I will be? This is the business age, so what's the point of learning philosophy!" Su smiled wryly. The old school worker said again: "Girl, listen to my advice, the postgraduate entrance examination is important, and the body is also important." Su replied gratefully: "Uncle, thank you! I will definitely remember." After drinking the cup of boiled water, Su felt less pain in his stomach, and left the reception room.As she walked slowly, the BP machine at her waist suddenly rang.At first glance, it was the call that should be returned.But I looked back and forth, left and right, and there was no public phone anywhere.I wanted to go back to the university reception room to borrow a phone, but I had already walked halfway, and I really didn't want to go back.But there is no phone in the bungalow I rented.Forget it, she decided to ignore it.Feeling inappropriate, uneasy, despite your own decisions.She even thought about going back to her residence in a few steps, taking a few stomach medicines, throwing herself on the bed and going to sleep. After the BP machine rang twice, she simply turned it off... When I walked to the bungalow, I saw that the curtains were not drawn tightly, and a light leaked from the room.She thought she forgot to turn off the lights when she went out.When he took out the key to open the door, he put his hand on the door, and the door opened.The shock in my heart was no small matter, the hairs all over my body stood on end, I stood nervously at the door, not knowing what to do. A man's hoarse voice came from inside the room: "Come in, me." Su was very familiar with that voice, and his heartbeat was flat.However, there was a great revulsion. She entered the room with an unhappy expression on her face, and asked coldly, "Why are you here with me?" A man in his forties was smoking while lying on his back on her bed, his shoes still on, and his feet resting on the bed rail.The house smells of smoke, mixed with the smell of alcohol.She had to turn around and open the door. The man didn't explain what she said, but asked instead: "I called you three times in succession, why didn't you call back?" The man was also self-conscious, and instead of throwing the cigarette butt on the ground, he stuck it randomly on a small piece of bread.The bread was in a small plate, and next to the small plate was half a bowl of milk, which was left over from a vegetarian dinner.Because of her stomachache, she ate too little every day, and she just ate a meal indiscriminately, and gradually suffered from gastritis. She asked again, "Why are you here with me?" The man insisted and asked back: "Why didn't you call me back?" They stared at each other coldly for a moment, and the man got out of bed and went to close the door. She said, "Don't close it. The room still smells of smoke." She instinctively became rational.She didn't want the relationship between the two of them to get to the point where it became difficult to handle.She understood that it was nothing to him, but very bad to herself, so her tone softened a bit. The man closed the door anyway.But as if to show he cared about her words, he raised the curtains and opened a window. "That would get mosquitos in." Su's tone softened.Su was able to rent this one-story house in Beijing and prepare for the postgraduate entrance examination, completely dependent on this man.To be exact, it was completely dependent on the eighteen hundred yuan that this man provided her every month.The little money she saved by being a "tutor" during her four years as a college student was negligible, and it was spent within three months.It is almost impossible to rely on my mother any more.Although her mother supported her to take the postgraduate entrance examination, her mother strictly concealed her impossible crisis; but Su knew clearly that the crisis existed aggressively.It is no longer possible for my mother to work part-time in a family every day like four years ago, so it is impossible to send her 300 yuan a month like four years ago.Mother's hands and feet are no longer so agile, cleaning balcony windows and other tasks such as standing on stools and climbing heights are already dangerous for a fifty-year-old, frail and sickly woman like mother.After dragging a three-bedroom apartment, the mother dragged two floors of stairs and was already out of breath.The mother rides a small tricycle to pick up and drop off the children in elementary school, which is not much faster than walking.In short, there are fewer families willing to hire a woman like my mother as a part-time worker than four years ago.In fact, not only is it impossible for my mother to guarantee to send her another 300 yuan a month, but she already needs several hundred yuan of living security every month.In terms of Su, it is impossible not to continue the postgraduate entrance examination.Not continuing the postgraduate entrance examination means that she will face not only a short-term, but also a long-term dilemma of not being able to find a job.The postgraduate entrance examination is really a decent delay for Su, and the postgraduate entrance examination is the best way to escape reality.Hope maybe tomorrow, maybe in this way... Just when Su was in a dilemma in life and had nowhere to go, that man appeared at the right time.She was very lucky with the eighteen hundred dollars he provided her every month.1,800 yuan is allocated in this way—300 yuan for rent; 300 yuan for food expenses per month; 600 yuan per month to mother; 500 yuan per month for emergency; The remaining one hundred yuan is for "unplanned expenses", such as money for stomach medicine... The appearance of that man made Su fully realize what a carefree life is, which was a good feeling she had never experienced before.Without such a good feeling, she wondered if she could devote herself to the "preparation" before the postgraduate entrance examination. Su knew that man and was very grateful to Zhou Yun.Yun is a girl from the history department at the same school as her.She graduated one class earlier than her, and has already been admitted to the graduate school of the history department of this school.Yun also often goes to the school library.Su and Yun met in the library.The two hit it off and became close friends.Yun is Su's first close friend since junior high school.Tianyun said to Su: "Su, it's too difficult for you to go on like this!" Su said melancholy: "Heroes see the same thing. I have two hundred yuan left. After I spend it, I will be at the end of my rope." It was noon.The two came out of the library and walked outside the school. After listening to Su's words, Yun stopped.He stared at her researchingly, opened his mouth, and stopped talking. Su took the initiative to dispel Yun's worries: "If you have any good suggestions, just speak up, why hesitate?" Unpredictable smiled profoundly: "I invite you to have a meal." Su also smiled and said, "It's indeed a good suggestion, at least for now." So Yun led Su to a seafood buffet restaurant.Su has never been to a seafood restaurant and is starving.She hadn't finished her meal yet, but she had already brought it here, eating it with gusto, as if afraid of being sorry for the thirty yuan that Yun paid for her. When Su burped, Yun gently pressed Su's hand with one hand, leaned her head towards her, and said in a low voice, "Su, let me find someone for you." Su drank half of a bottle of beer, and Yun drank two.Yun's face was a little red, but Su's was much redder than Yun's.When she was a child, she only saw her father drink beer at home, but this was the first time she drank it.Only after drinking did I realize that I was so overwhelmed with alcohol that my head was a little dizzy. "I can't even find a job. How can I find a partner? You have to have the minimum qualifications to find a partner, right?" As Su said, he took the plate with one hand, and then got up to choose something to eat. "Hey, sit down for me first." Yun pressed Su's other hand hard, not allowing her to leave. Su had to sit down obediently. "You can't eat anymore, don't hold on." "I think I can still eat something. Don't worry, I won't last." "I have a suggestion for you, listen to me first." "Treat me to seafood and want to help me find a partner. Do you have any better suggestions than these two suggestions?" Su shrugged, deliberately speaking cynically. "Be serious. I'm talking to you about serious things... I'm not looking for someone, I don't have one myself. I just want to help you find a man..." Su fixed his eyes, and suddenly looked serious.Su Su's ideology is pure, but not so pure as to be mentally retarded.She immediately understood what Yun meant. "Persuade me sugar daddy?" "Where are you thinking! How does that lose our identity?" Yun got up and moved the chair to Su's side, and sat down next to her. Yun said again: "Big daddy is not a matter of wishful thinking. It must have inherent advantages. Although neither of us is ugly, it is not enough to attract big money." So Yun told Su eloquently that she had secretly established a special relationship with a man since the year she was an intern in her junior year.He is a self-employed photo studio, earning a lot of money.There are wives and sons.He would never divorce because of Yun, and Yun would never want him to be her future husband.She thinks he is not bad.The profession also has a touch of art, and the relationship with him has been maintained... "He gave me 1,800 yuan a month. He is very cute in this regard. He never gave me the money until the next day. The enterprise unit still owes wages, and he never once ..." "..." "Without him, I am an undergraduate student in the Department of History, and I am from other provinces. I can't find a job, and I still live on the streets of Beijing? Can I go to graduate school? Even if I am admitted, can I afford it? ..." "..." "I told you. My family's situation is no better than yours..." "It's better than my family's situation. After all, you have a father, brothers and sisters..." "But my father is crippled! My mother is the main labor force of the family. My older brothers and sisters are all married. And they are living a hand-to-mouth life. How can I help me to go to university and take a master's degree?" "Your family is in the countryside after all, and a hundred yuan is enough to spend three months." "That's better than your family's situation? You haven't seen the life of some rural people in the northwest. You must cry when you see such a kind-hearted person." Yun's eyes were red. In turn, Su gently pressed Yun's hand with one of her own hands, and said comfortingly and apologetically, "Yun, I didn't mean to make you sad. Really, why did I raise the bar with you? " Yun covered her eyes with a tissue, put down the tissue, and fell silent. Su squeezed her hand: "Say it." "Stop talking." Yun felt like she was boring herself.She wanted to pull out her hand, but was held tightly by Su, unable to pull it out. "Let's talk, talk, don't keep talking." Su Yin hurt Yun's kindness, but it was close to asking. So Yun said that, in a sense, she regarded the man who opened a private photo studio as the noble person she was destined for.Yun combined the understanding of historical phenomena by a female college student who graduated from the history department, and came up with a worldly view-everyone has noble people in their life, just like everyone will inevitably encounter villains several times in their life.The villain is the kind of person you don't have to bother to find him at all, he will appear in your hit someday.On the contrary, the noble man is the kind of person who needs you to take the initiative to contact him.Without this kind of initiative, you can't judge whether he is the noble person you hit.He himself has no way of knowing that he can play the role of a noble person at a certain stage of your life.In fact, he is happy to be able to play such a role, and he will definitely get a kind of satisfaction.You have discovered the noble person of your own destiny, inspired his good sense of being willing to be the noble person of your destiny, and made him psychologically satisfied, why not do it? From what Su heard, what Yun was talking about was more of a philosophy of life.A unique philosophy that she had never heard of after studying philosophy for four years.She was even a little ashamed that she was a student of philosophy.She sighed to herself. "So, you want to help me find the noble person I'm destined for?" Yun nodded, and then said, "Who said we are friends." "Then...he is willing to be the honored person of your destiny, what are the specific conditions?" Yun took the BP machine from her waist, put it on the table, pointed and said, "He bought this for me." Su looked at the BP machine, confused again. "He wants to buy me a mobile phone, but I don't think it's necessary. Apart from him, few people call me, and I rarely call others." Su was still confused. "Our gentleman's agreement, he calls me five times a month. That is, less than once a week. Which day, it's up to him. As long as I have nothing to do, I will definitely meet him..." "Accompany him?" Yun nodded, and then added: "Of course he calls me to prove that he really needs me. If someone gives me 1,800 yuan a month and equips me with a BP machine, but rarely calls me, what am I going to do?" Besides, I also need... that kind of thing. We are not little girls anymore, what time is it? We are not ashamed when we need that kind of thing, right? For whom do we protect ourselves like jade? Why do we believe that our future husbands must be virgins? Is there any special meaning to us if they are virgins?" Su Su's complexion had returned to normal.After hearing Yun's words, she became as popular as before. "Su, think about it carefully. If you are also destined to have a noble person, then all your difficulties at this stage will no longer be difficulties, and all difficulties will be straightened out. Only then can you go all out to prepare for the postgraduate entrance examination..." Su couldn't help lowering his head. The BP machine on the table suddenly rang.Yun glanced at it, and said in a tone with a strong sense of obligation: "It's him. It's the last time this month. I won't be with you anymore. When you have figured it out and made up your mind, come find me." When Yun said "the last time", her tone sounded emphatic, as solemn as a soldier saying "the last post".It seems that the "last time" is related to the self-evaluation four times a month ago, and it needs to be treated with extra seriousness and responsibility. Looking at the back of Yun leaving in a hurry, Su seemed to be fixed on the chair. Her mind was in ruins.That was the result of her previous outlook on life collapsing. She thinks that Yun Caipei is a college student who graduated from the Department of Philosophy.I feel that such a philosophy is a philosophy that has great significance for the specific life of a specific person.As for the "white horse is not a horse", it is simply a kind of - very fucking philosophy!  … That night, Su suffered from insomnia.In the past, Su often suffered from insomnia due to overuse of the brain.Insomnia with tired cerebral cortex, as long as you take a sleeping pill, you can gradually fall asleep.But that night, she couldn't fall asleep even after taking three sleeping pills. Not only was there a piece of ruins in her mind, but also new things clearly grew out of the ruins.Her mind was aroused by their powerful growth... A few days later, Su called Yun once. She was embarrassed to express it to Yun in person. She said on the phone that she had made up her mind, that is to say, she had adopted Yun's suggestion.She said that she wanted her noble man to be an intellectual man.The age cannot exceed forty-five years.Wouldn't it be more than the age of her parents? That would make her psychologically awkward.She said she hoped the man's career had something to do with art.She said that she didn't want a mobile phone either, she just needed a BP machine... she said that BP machines are not expensive, so she just bought them herself... She spoke quickly, one sentence after another.It seems to be an imminent task, and it may fail if it is slow to complete the task.It's only done brilliantly if it's said that fast. On the other end, Yun listened patiently without interrupting. "It's over!" Su finally said. Yun heard Su's rapid breathing on the phone.It's like a person holding his breath in a basin for a minute, and just raised his head all of a sudden. 她才要说几句话，又听到了素的一句补充：“但是有家有老婆孩子的不行。真的芸，那可不行!” 芸忍笑道：“明白。不给你找一个那样的。可你还没说最重要的事儿呢!钱呢?” "..." “说话呀!你要求每月多少钱?” “我……我的要求当然应该比你低……一千……一千五……一千六一千六，行吗?” 素的口吻，谦虚得自卑。在芸听来，是自卑得没了基本原则。 芸略显生气地回答：“不行!” 结果电话那一端，完全地没了素的声息。 芸三娘教子似的说：“素，素，你听着我的话吗?我生气是因为你太没身价!别忘了我们是大学生!你除了个子稍微矮点儿，皮肤挺白的，五官挺端正的，哪点儿也不比我差，更不比一般女孩子们差，你倒是自谦个什么劲儿?你也每月一千八!也和我一样，每月五次!只许少不许多!能不能多，那得看以后感情处得如何!总之，你这方面的条件，我替你做主了!” 素沉默有顷，以芸仅能听到的声音回答：“拜托。” 素放下电话，觉有什么东西挂在自己唇上。用手指抹了一下，手指尖湿了。始知自己一直在流着泪……然而她却径自噙泪笑了一下。 她心里对自己暗说：“素，你这是做的什么景致?有什么可流泪的啊?你看人家芸，那样子乐乐观观地读着研究生，你该向人家学习才对……” 又过了几天，经芸引荐，素的贵人就出现在素的面前了。几天里，素一直没去图书馆。她有一种再不好意思见芸的心理。素说到做到，果然自己买了BP机。她又给芸打了一次电话，告之自己的BP机呼号。于是芸也就领会其意，不断在电话里向她“汇报”进展。而素对于她的贵人，预先也就了解了些情况——他身高一米七○，AB血型。芸认为素自己身材矮小，不适合找一个太高的男人。又不是找丈夫，多少得为下一代的身体基因负责。他离过婚，有一个儿子，归前妻抚养。他长方脸，相貌不难看。性格也还好，挺内向的。芸认为，同样性格内向的素，不适合找一个性格太活跃太张扬的。而且，他是位文学男人。虽然没上过大学，但在外省的一家刊物当过几年编辑。后来辞职了，闯到北京，当自由撰稿人。出了两本书，不按太高的标准要求，也算是作家吧。而且，与人合编过几部电视剧…… 芸对他的条件还比较认可。