Chapter 2 Chapter two

Early the next morning, I was about to call my tutor to confirm the specific time to meet and discuss topic selection, but the phone rang suddenly, and it was the tutor.When I was happy about the connection, my instructor asked me to prepare formal clothes and attend an event with him in the afternoon on the phone, which surprised me a lot.He seemed to be busy on the phone, so I didn't ask any more questions. After I put down the phone, I became confused.It is not uncommon for a graduate student to have an advisor ask a student to help or hand over their project to a student. Students often complain that their advisor assigns them work. You know, if the instructor doesn't trust you or approve of you, how can he assign you a job.This makes me very sad, because this kind of thing worthy of complaining and showing off has never happened to me in the past three years. Apart from guiding me professionally and sometimes arguing with me about some stubborn issues, the tutor seems to have forgotten me. the presence of students.

He actually called today and asked me to attend an event with him!I finally deeply understood the joy of the moment when the concubine who had been waiting for many years was about to be blessed by the emperor. I excitedly found the suits I wore for job interviews.The suit cost as much as all my other clothes in three years combined, and buying it just for an interview is ridiculous.I even sometimes feel like I'm never going to wear it in my life, because the fear of work may keep me from interviewing for the rest of my life.However, today, it finally had the chance to be blessed by me.

I called Lin Fei and asked her to go to the library. She hadn't woken up yet, but she told me in a daze that she didn't feel well today, so she wouldn't go, and just had lunch together at noon.As always, I didn't force her, and after hanging up the phone, I was stunned as if I had lost something. Lin Fei and I have known each other since we were undergraduates. We are in a club at school. Since we are not a major, we hardly have one-on-one communication except for weekly contact during club activities. Occasionally we meet in the cafeteria just to say hello. .Maybe it's because I have always given people the impression of being bored, so Lin Fei, like other female students around me, always keeps a certain distance from me.The only impression I have of her in the four years of undergraduate is that after a football match between our club and other clubs, she bought a bottle of Coke for me who was so tired and smelly, that's all.

As for how it developed to this state, I don't know. Specifically, I was confused by various versions.There are many versions of the story about how the most famous idiot in our school, that is, me, made the beautiful woman Lin Fei his girlfriend. These versions can be made into different types of films, which are absolutely wonderful.Sometimes I would actually listen to the love story between me and Lin Fei at the wine table as if I were listening to a story.In fact, no matter how wonderful these versions are, their foothold is untenable, because Lin Fei is not my girlfriend at all!I have already said about our relationship - attend classes separately, eat together, walk and chat together, go to the library and study room together, and then go back to the dormitory to sleep separately.

Sometimes I would lie on the bed and fantasize for a while, my mind was full of various scenes in the stories my classmates wove for me, and I couldn't help applauding myself when I thought of the beauty. But after waking up, I knew that Lin Fei was not my girlfriend, and maybe never would be. Daydreaming is the best way to pass the time.Before I knew it, at noon, I called Lin Fei. After waiting for a long time, her roommate answered the call. It sounded like her roommate was also in a daze. The roommate said that Lin Fei just got up and went to take a shower, and asked me to wait for about an hour. .I looked at my watch, and it was only an hour before my meeting with my mentor, so I told her that I had to go out with my mentor later, so I wouldn't wait.She "hmm" for a moment, presumably she fell asleep again.

I have to admit that this is the first time I've seen Lin Fei's actions in three years.I know that she always goes to the school bathhouse to take a bath in the evening, because after we have dinner together, we will each go back to the dormitory to rest for more than an hour, and then when we go to study together at night, I will smell the fragrance of her body after taking a bath.Today is a special day. Arrived at the tutor's office building at the appointed time, but the tutor hadn't arrived yet, a Mercedes-Benz was parked at the door, a young driver was sitting in the car, and a tall beauty in uniform stood outside the car and looked into the office building.This woman has a lot of taste, I have to admit.Although I'm a boring guy, at least I'm a male boring guy, so I naturally watch certain Japanese genre films critically.For most young men, the office lady is the supreme weapon to ingest male soul and some kind of liquid.I've always wondered, why on earth is this?

Uniforms symbolize some kind of authority.Conquering beautiful women means not only conquering beautiful women, but also conquering authority.For a man, sex is the Heavenly Sword, and power is the Dragon Slaying Saber. If you subdue beautiful women, you will have the two magic weapons together. After drinking one day, I said the following. Unconsciously, my eyes stopped on this woman for a long time. After all, when I encountered a superb product that could only be seen on the computer at school, it would be a waste of money not to take a few more glances. Five minutes later, the mentor walked out in a suit, and the beautiful woman in uniform rushed up to meet her.

"Professor Ding, hello, I'm Wu Lili, and I'm the one calling you." With a pleasant smile.Laugh professionally. "Hello, hello. By the way, let me introduce, this is my graduate student, Zhou Hao, who has always been my assistant." Professor Ding Jingzhi introduced me, and Wu Lili nodded with a smile, still professionally. Two huge question marks appeared above my head.First, why did the instructor say that I have always been his assistant?In fact, it is easy to explain, in order to raise my social status in front of outsiders.Second, when the beauty in uniform smiled at me professionally, her eyes seemed to see through me, like some kind of contempt?Could it be that she noticed the hooligan eyes I couldn't hide just now?Or does she know that I am not Professor Ding's assistant at all?The more guilty the person, the more guilty, so I sweat like rain...

I wish I was overthinking. Along the way, there was an air of compliments and false modesty in the car. Ding Jingzhi, my mentor, if you rank the contemporary Chinese historians, one of the top three must belong to him.What he wants to take me to attend today is a ribbon-cutting ceremony - the Dagu Group has established a foundation in China to fund archaeological and historical research in China.Otani Group is a top multinational company, founded by Japanese Otani Ryuichi in 1887, involved in many industries, developed in China for nearly 30 years, is a huge business empire.Its establishment of this foundation today is like a big pie falling from the sky for the study of Chinese archaeology and history. Many prominent figures will attend, of course the famous Professor Ding is indispensable.

The ceremony was held at the top hotel in Beijing.The ceremony itself is just going through the motions, allowing the media to report and publicize. The more interesting and main content is the reception afterwards, because at the reception, everyone can get to know each other and pave the way for their respective interests in the future.The mentor was touted by the host and the person in charge, and the scenery was infinite. I, his "always assistant", stood beside him like a fool throughout the whole process. Although I was upset, I also understood that I was originally a small supporting role on this occasion. , but I still don't understand why the tutor has several good students, but he chooses me to be this fool.

After several hours of formalization, the reception began.This is also the only time I think today is personally rewarding for me.My friends all know that I am a good drinker. I often envy the life of the Seven Sages of the Bamboo Grove and wish I could live in that unrestrained era. Therefore, after drinking, I often say that I want to restore the style of Wei and Jin, but the result is naturally that I am drunk Towed back to the dormitory.The wine for this kind of high-end reception is naturally not bad. This idea has been swaying in my mind since I got in the car.Sure enough, the wine here is amazingly good.So, while everyone was handing each other business cards and false flattery, I opened up the warehouse in my stomach and started drinking recklessly. "Zhou Hao, come here." The instructor smiled and waved to me. I hastily put down my wine glass and greeted him.Next to the tutor is a man in his early thirties, well-dressed and well-behaved, he can be seen as a member of the upper class at a glance—I have never seen what the upper class looks like anyway, and the upper class people described in the movie are all With his virtue, let's just treat him as an upper-class person. "This is my most proud student and my assistant, Zhou Hao." I reached out and shook hands politely with the "gentleman". I know a little about the etiquette of shaking hands.Because as I said, my legendary girlfriend Lin Fei studies diplomacy, and her instructor is a well-known expert in diplomatic etiquette in China. If you often watch TV or take part in advanced training, you should have seen such a shaved crew cut, wearing An expert in etiquette with spectacles and a raspy voice fluently.Lin Fei told me that he would often show off his past in class, talk about how he was so good, how he was independent, etc. Anyway, her dislike of diplomacy is also related to her dislike of this tutor. Regarding the handshake, Lin Fei told me that her instructor said that the most formal handshake method in the world is that two people shake hands just enough to put an egg in the middle of their hands.If the grip is loose, the egg will fall, which means that you are insincere in shaking hands with this person, and it is completely on an errand; if you hold it tight, the egg will not go in, which means that you have nothing to do to be sincere with the other party, like a buddy, not serious.When I heard her say that, I felt that these experts were full and had nothing to do, but when I thought about it carefully, etiquette was something that people figured out after they were full and had nothing to do.Look at Bush Jr., when did he shake hands with someone seriously?But Lin Fei told me in a serious manner that etiquette must be discussed, especially in the international arena, otherwise there will be trouble.For example, the former French President Sarkozy did not follow the etiquette to kiss the German female Chancellor Merkel, which caused Merkel to be very upset.I thought to myself, forget it, it's none of my business anyway. After shaking hands with the "gentleman", he smiled slightly. "Young and promising." Chinese with a Japanese accent.Little Japan?Immediately raised my fighting spirit.In the heart of Zhou Hao, a nationalist who loves the nation and the history of the nation, Japan should and must sink to the bottom of the sea and become Atlantis. I immediately said politely: "To each other, you are not bad." He laughed. The instructor gave me a reproachful look, and then introduced: "This is Mr. Yuji Otani, the president of the Otani Foundation." Otani Yuji?Isn't he the son of Dagu Pingnan, the current president of Dagu Group?My God, I actually said to the son of a man with a net worth of tens of billions, "Are you not bad?"?Why would the instructor introduce me to such an unknown person? "Zhou Hao is the best researcher of pre-Qin history among my students. His future in this field is limitless. I think you will have many opportunities to deal with him in the future. Now it's the world of you young people, and I, an old man, can't do it." Mentor Seeing my embarrassment, I smoothed things over inadvertently. I can’t remember what everyone talked about afterwards. Firstly, it’s because I’m a bit confused by the alcohol, and secondly, because I feel a little short of breath in front of these people who drive luxury cars worth more than a million dollars, so the whole reception I just He couldn't stop smiling and nodding like a fool, wishing he could end it quickly and find a hole to bury himself. I found that a person's national self-esteem is easily blown away in the face of reality, which is why Chinese people who have been strong for thousands of years have become that kind of virtue in modern times-I comfort myself so fragile in my heart soul. At the end of the reception, Otani Yuji sent the tutor to the front of the Mercedes-Benz, and asked his secretary Wu Lili to send Professor Ding home safely. Before leaving, he smiled and said to the tutor: "Your assistant can drink very well. Chance to have a drink with him alone." The instructor smiled and replied: "Okay, there will be more opportunities in the future." Tutors have their own residences in the school and their own old houses outside the school.When Wu Lili asked him where he was going back, he said that there was still class tomorrow, so he should go back to the school dormitory.In this way, the Mercedes-Benz car first sent the tutor to the residence, and then put me at the door of the dormitory. Wu Lili gave me a sweet smile from the car, and then the car turned around and left. Just as I was about to go upstairs, the tutor's call came. "Are you tired?" the teacher asked me. "Not tired." "Come and sit with me and talk about your thesis." I have been to the mentor's residence several times, and several of our arguments took place in this room.This residence is specially arranged by the school for people with such a status as the tutor. If the tutor wants to stay up late to write something or have a class the next day, he will live here at night, and sometimes he will have a long talk with the students here all night. It is very ancient sages. The philosopher's way of being a teacher. "What do you plan to do in the future?" After sitting down, the instructor asked me abruptly. "Preparing to take your doctoral exam." I answered truthfully. "If you want to enter the research institute, I can solve it with a letter of recommendation." The pair of eyes behind the thick lenses of the tutor seemed to see through my mind. "I don't think I'm suitable there. I want to study with you for a few more years." I answered truthfully. "You know I'm going to retire, don't you?" the tutor looked disappointed. I nodded.Of course I know that my supervisor has dedicated his entire life to the study of Chinese history, and his body is already seriously overdrawn. Rumors have long been circulating among our classmates that we will be his last graduate student, because he has not recruited any graduate students since our graduation. students.This year, he has two Ph.D. students and five postgraduate students, and he teaches these seven people at the same time. He obviously has more energy than he wants. "Then what are you going to do?" He coughed a few times.Three packs of cigarettes a day almost ruined his respiratory system. He often joked that if his lungs were taken out, they would turn into a pile of oily residue with a light scratch. "I don't know, maybe go to a research institute, maybe write something." I was a little at a loss. "Are you suitable for entering the institute?" He lit a cigarette. He asked knowingly.Once a paranoid person like me recognizes what belongs to him, he will not be subdued even if his head is beheaded.I often clashed with him because of my views, which made my classmates think I was sick. "Are you skeptical of our traditional historical research methods?" He cut to the point step by step. "Yes, when mathematics, physics, chemistry, etc. began to move closer to metaphysics, our historical research methods were still at the level of the 19th century." I was paranoid as always. I think I'm right.Even Newton and Einstein fell into the embrace of religion in their later years, so what qualifications do we have to stick to the backward so-called scientific method and slowly advance?My biggest dissatisfaction with the study of history is that whenever we find phenomena in ancient books, we attribute them to feudal superstition or some kind of physical phenomenon. Modern historical research methods not only deny non-physical phenomena, but also deny the development prehistoric civilization. Throughout the ancient Chinese books, it can be said that almost all of them are related to metaphysics, and all of these are discarded by us in the name of science, as if there is nothing that cannot be proven by science.This view is ridiculous.How advanced is our science?If we only look at the world from a purely scientific perspective, wouldn't we be blinded by Mount Tai?But when things that cannot be proven by science become real, they choose to remain silent. When scientists struggle to climb to the summit of truth, they will find that theologians have been waiting for them there for a long time.