Chapter 32 Constantly Refreshed List

Tsinghua University's Institute of Sociology announced the results of the preliminary examination, and I got a high score in the written examination, I passed! I roared in the bedroom. "My God! Even nine knives can go to the research institute!" Roommate Wang Yizhi muttered in disbelief. "...I really can't believe it, you're going to study Tsinghua University with Nine Swords!" Roommate Xiaolun shook his head violently. "Hahahaha, there is still an oral test." I pretended to be modest. "You must have passed the oral test, okay! You are a genius at the oral test!" Roommate Jian Han said deliberately.

Too. Since I was a child, I have no sense of shame about reporting on stage, and speaking freely is my strong point. oral?Isn't it the almost cheating checkpoint that recommended me to enter the research institute! Even though we are very poor, Shaggy Dog and I still go to eat at the noble family to celebrate. "However, father-in-law, what should you submit for your oral test?" Shaggy Dog was overjoyed. "I don't know, I asked. Most people hand in small papers or graduation projects. In my case... only the general studies report is related to sociology, but that is obviously not qualified." I inserted a thin paper The pieces of meat are delivered to the mouth.

"Then what should I do? I had an oral interview in less than two weeks." She was worried. "Let me think about it." I don't care. "Don't think about it, hurry up and choose a topic you are sure about and write a small paper!" "If you write in a hurry, you will definitely lose to the students who graduated from the undergraduate department. I... have to come up with a trick!" "A strange trick...it sounds very worrying!" "Those professors are very smart. Even if I don't take the traditional route, they can still feel that I am a student with great potential from the oral exam, so the form is not the point, but--I want to let them know that I am not only strong, but also Strong like no other!" I laughed ferociously.

"Oh." Shaggy Dog was obviously more worried. Written materials are mainly divided into three parts. The first part is self-introduction and other masturbation articles, which is not worth mentioning. The second part is the research plan. You must confuse which field you plan to develop in the future. The content you write implies which professor you want to find to guide you in writing your thesis. I wrote two.Both are super silly. The worst thing is that, for experimental sociologist Foucault's theory of capillaryization of power, I wanted to collude with the professor in advance to let me go to the police station for interrogation and take notes for "telling is a crime".But I have to adopt a non-cooperative attitude and observe how the police exert public power on a dick citizen like me. It is best to let myself be locked up by the police for all kinds of motorcycle attitudes, so that I can further observe the inside of the detention center How the prisoner's power structure is formed, for example... which inmate should pay tribute to the chicken legs in the lunch box, so that I won't wake up because of the pain in my butt when I sleep at night.

One of the more trivial but still very suspenseful ones is that I want to observe how the collective emotions generated by the residents or shopkeepers in the same community when feeding stray dogs regularly or irregularly occur.In addition, I want to study how the same stray dog ​​develops its role identity when it is randomly given different names by different people.Called "Xiaobai" all of a sudden, and "Youxi" all of a sudden, will this stray dog ​​get confused, or will he accept everything as ordered? The third part is academic works.This is exactly what I am completely lacking in, but also what I can use the most.

With a relaxed and comfortable mood, I sat in the calculator center of Jiaotong University without a personal computer, facing the screen and keyboard, thinking a little excitedly about "how to do something strange". I, who have always wanted to tell stories, naturally typed the first line of novels in my life. Urban horror disease, language. At the interview site, six pairs of unbelievable eyes seemed to nail me through. "Student Ke, how do you plan to end your field investigation in the police station?" The professor couldn't help laughing. "I would like to ask the professor to go to the police station to post bail for me, or tell the police directly that we are doing research, so don't worry too much about us." I took it for granted.

"Then, how do you carry out the research of observing stray dogs in the community?" Another professor stroked his chin. I didn't even think about it: "Follow the wild dogs." Everyone laughed. "In the end, you handed in the novel as an academic work?" the professor wondered. "This is a very sociological novel, but the time to prepare for the oral examination is too short. I only wrote six short chapters. I estimate that it will be at least 100,000 words when it is all completed." I am not afraid. "Why does it have sociological significance?" the professor asked unemotionally.

"One of the classic questions in sociology: If you want to know how important something is to you, the fastest way is to lose it. I created a world without symbols and language in the story just to explore, How important symbols and language are to human society." I explained confidently: "The important thing is that the story is absolutely beautiful." I forgot to mention that not only this novel, but also my publishing plan for the next three years. I saw those professors started snickering, and some laughed until their stomachs trembled. Great!I am most afraid that the professor will not respond at all, indicating that they are not interested in me.

Now they are still laughing, I must be on it! "Student Ke, are you serious about handing in these pages of novels?" A professor looked at me thoughtfully. "It's so beautiful! Although this novel has not been finished yet, I can already see the potential of sociological significance. I find it really interesting to practice sociology in the creation of novels..." I explained eloquently. "Wait, you have listed a lot of publishing plans, do you have relevant experience before?" Fat professor questioned. "No. But my motto in life is: If you risk nothing, then you risk anything. If you don't risk anything, you risk losing everything." I gave a thumbs up confidently.

"So?" The professor raised his legs. "I feel that as long as I don't give up my ideal of novel writing, the publishing plan will be realized sooner or later." I smiled and glanced at the eyes of each professor handsomely. On the day when the list was announced, I looked at Tsinghua University's website and couldn't wait to press the refresh button over and over again. From twelve o'clock in the morning to twelve o'clock in the noon, the list suddenly popped up. "... Zuo Sai." I was stunned. I failed. With the super high score in the written test, I was kicked out in the super simple oral test out of 16 out of 10.

My shock was far greater than any other emotion. Every classmate who came to pat me on the shoulder and told me that it’s okay and keep going didn’t seem to take my failure as a surprise.They probably thought that I, who seldom saw me in the classroom, was not admitted to the graduate school in the end, and it was a matter of course. Maybe I didn't go to it, so it can be used as a positive teaching material for "those who work hard have the right to reap". Maybe I didn't go, so I can give comfort to other students who worked hard but didn't get into the graduate school. "I can somewhat understand the feeling of immortality." On the train, I look at the reflection in the glass. The familiar face is not tired, but embarrassing. The fiercest luck in life, when it first appears in front of you, it is often vicious and threatening.You feel like the whole world is against you, trying to mock you. But in reality, that may have been the beginning of an astonishing reversal. Not being admitted to the graduate school in the first year is definitely the first good card I got in my life. The embarrassing failure made me finally meet the... battle that made me never want to run away again!