Chapter 4 Network Encounter (2)

In the research room at night, continue to work hard on the paper... It's strange to say, seeing those familiar partial differential equations tonight, but I always feel uncomfortable... Using a few simple partial differential equations to explain physical phenomena in nature is called science... Then why is it called superstition to use the arrangement and combination of stars in the sky to explain life? ... Science should be just a way to explain the truth, what cannot be explained by science may not be the truth... Why do people who study science often fall into the trap of logic that they are good at? ...

That nasty wild cat made that three long and one short calls at this time. Go online! ...Anyway, my brain is already tied up...the program must not be able to continue... "Ruffian... Finally saw you... How are you?...:)..." finally?This adjective is very strange.Even more strange, why is she still online at this late hour? ... Could it be that you are in a bad mood again? ? ... "Yeah...you and I met on the Internet in the dark...It's really a fate..." Learn from Xu Zhimo, maybe she will think that I am still very romantic. "Ruffian...it has nothing to do with fate...because I deliberately waited from two o'clock until now..."

"Really?... Why wait for me if you have nothing to do?..." "I want to chat with you!... Otherwise I can't sleep..." "Do you suffer from persecution paranoia?...Do you have to be frightened before going to bed to fall asleep?..." ":)..." This time the smiley face symbol is typed in full-width characters, it seems to laugh louder... "Ruffian...Continuing the topic at noon...Then what do you think of the encounters on the Internet?..." Please... Which pot is not open and which pot to lift... I was scolded by Artest at noon... How dare I talk about it now...

"The encounter on the Internet... very... very... very romantic..." Sure enough, I am not good at lying. When I am ignorant of my conscience, even the typed words will tremble... "Ruffian...you're a liar...you're not a romantic person..." It's over... I'm going to have a drink with Artest... "Ruffian... tell me!... I like to hear you talk..." "Since you know what I'm talking about...why bother to listen to me talking..." "Ruffian... this is called doing what you know you can't do... It's also called knowing that there are tigers in the mountains, and walking towards the mountains..."

This guy didn't learn anything else, but learned that I like to use idioms indiscriminately. Look at the stables, all I have left is this horse. Should I tell the truth?Or was it vague?I can't help but hesitate... "Ruffian... Are you stuck?... Or are you in a daze?..." "Hmm... I was wondering why the sun is so round today?..." "Ruffian...don't change the subject...I've been waiting for you for an hour..." It's so powerful, even if you talk about him, the skills of senior Kuomintang officials will be seen through. "It's very late now... How can I have the heart to let you listen to my nonsense for my own selfishness?..."

"Ruffian... Delaying tactics are useless..." The last trump card also failed, and it seemed that he had to beat him to death. In fact, the encounter on the Internet is indeed very romantic. Because romance is often a little unreal, and the Internet isn't real. So from this point of view, encounters on the Internet are romantic conditions. "Ruffian...why is the Internet not real?...It should be human nature not the Internet that is illusory, right?..." Having said that, due to the very security protection measures on the Internet, there are usually three kinds of people.

The first type of person will highlight their secondary personality on the Internet. The average person should have multiple personalities, and in daily life, the one that is displayed is the main one. The secondary personality is likely to be repressed, and it is also possible that one is not aware of this personality. But on the Internet, what represents oneself is no longer a flesh and blood body, but some English letters. Without all the entertainment and necessary coping with advances and retreats, there is also a lot of stakes missing. As a result, the pigs and sheep change color, and instead show their secondary characters on purpose or unconsciously.

"Is that so? ... What about the second type of people? ..." The second type of person becomes what he "wishes" to be online. Human nature is full of strange things, and there must be certain characters that you especially admire and envy. But unfortunately, these characters may not be possessed by you. Then you will very much hope to become another kind of person with these characteristics. And the Internet just provides this opportunity to make you become this kind of person. For example, someone who is normally reserved may be funny and chatty online. The shy and quiet ones can easily become lively and generous.

"Ruffian...are you covering?...What about the third type of person?..." I'm not sorry, this is a master's thesis of a friend of mine who is studying at the Institute of Psychology at National Taiwan University. The third kind of person will become the kind of person he "can't" become on the Internet. God is the director, and he dictates the part you must play, whether you like it or not. And there is no God on the Internet, so all the characters are directed and played by you. So you are likely to play roles online that you would never be able to play in your daily life.

For example, if you are a woman, you are likely to become a man on the Internet.vice versa. Or if you're 30 years old, you're likely to pretend to be a 17-year-old on the Internet.vice versa. Or you are obviously a dinosaur, and you are likely to call yourself a peerless beauty on the Internet.vice versa. "Ruffian...then what kind of person do you belong to?...and me?..." I don't want to believe that you are the third kind of person, because I am not the third kind of person either. And since the first type of person is the most numerous on the Internet, you are not the first type of person either.

Because you are special.And let the special you admire me, naturally also a little special. So we are all of the second kind. "Ruffian...you are a bad fart...then if we are all the second kind...is it good or bad?..." It's not a question of good or bad, it's a question of should. We should be the first kind of person, not the second or third kind. "Ruffian...please keep playing!...the little girl washes her nose and smells respectfully..." The first type of person is the most authentic. Because what he showed was still his own character. And looking at it from another angle, he was able to dig out his own potential advantages. For example, many people realize that they have the talent to be a writer after writing articles on the board. There are also many people who are surprised that their thick skin is not inferior to the legislators after scolding others on the board. So grow from the Internet. The second kind of people are the most stupid. Because he always envies the advantages of others, but forgets to appreciate his own advantages. If he is a lemon, he should try to like the sour taste instead of envious of the sweetness of the peach. Because peaches may also envy the tartness of lemons. "Ruffian...then you and I are both sour lemons!...does this count as the same people who have fallen into the world?..." Sour is sour, but it is not necessarily degraded. And two sour lemons touch together, isn't it romantic? "Ruffian...don't pretend to be romantic again!...you really are the second type of person who wants to be romantic..." It's so powerful, she will also be caught in this way.It seems she is more sour than me. "Ruffian...My ears will go on...so please go on..." The third kind of person is the most pitiful. For if he had to be something else he could not be in order to have fun. Then whether he can have fun or not, he cannot enjoy it. And over time, you will get the so-called "cyber schizophrenia". It is easy for him to build all his interpersonal relationships and emotions on the Internet. Once you leave the Internet, you will be at a loss. "Ruffian...can you tell me...why are you the second type of person?..." It's actually very simple.Mainly because I am ordinary. I am neither tall nor short, neither ugly nor handsome, neither good nor bad personality. Although I am used to being ordinary, sometimes I am not willing to be ordinary. So the Internet has become the best tool for me to make myself extraordinary. "Ruffian...but you just said that you are a bit special...isn't it?..." Ordinary plus a little special, so it is very ordinary. So I prefer to be another kind of person. "Ruffian...then who do you want to become?..." Of course I hope to be like Artest, romantic and affectionate, funny and talkative. Because that's what I'm lacking. "Ruffian... what about me?..." you?I have no idea. You want to dance lightly, hope to enjoy your youth, dance your youth. But if it's just hope that you can't make it, then there are only two possibilities. One is that you are about to grow old; the other is that your time is numbered. I think I said something wrong, because she never sent any more messages. I can't help but blame myself for being a pervert, why are you talking about these things? Although it was my friend's master's thesis, he failed the oral exam. So everything is still at the stage of bluffing. Wait any longer!Maybe she crashed. I remember Artest was like this once, when his netizen sent a sentence: "Artest... I have been two months..." Artest was taken aback, his face paled. He said he has been very careful, it is impossible to go wrong. Could it be that there is a problem with the buy one get one free condom bought in the supermarket, which also comes with a passion lasting ring? Fortunately, she sent another sentence later: "Sorry...just crashed...I mean I've been two months...didn't see you...I miss you so much you……" So I continue to wait. Although it was only a few minutes, it felt like I had been waiting for hours. I want to apologize, but I don't know where to start. Until she came this sentence: "Ruffian... Isabel... let's meet!..." Without hesitation, I gently tapped the O and K keys on the keyboard.