the sixth time.
"Schopenhauer believes that human beings are born unfortunate, the so-called happiness and enjoyment are only temporary cessation of desire, and the main theme of life is pain, emptiness and boredom..."
Press the button on the remote control, and the projection screen above the podium will display the corresponding excerpt.
"The World as Will and Representation says so..."
Seventh time.
“… desire and struggle are the whole nature of being human.”
In the corner of the light, the man was still looking at his phone.
In ten minutes, he checked his phone seven times. There was an endless stream of news. There were two times when the phone started vibrating just after I put it on the table. Although it was not a big movement, it was enough to distract me.
When he picked up the phone again, I couldn't bear it anymore, I stopped the lecture, controlled the electric wheelchair to the edge of the podium, and stared at the other person's position with a fixed face.
"you… "
I raised my laser pointer and pointed it at the table on the far right in the third row, near the hallway. The small red dot moved up slowly, and finally stopped at the position of the man behind the table.
Anyone with a normal mind who finds himself irradiated by an unknown laser will always subconsciously look up to find the source, and the other party is no exception.
The young man in a loose white t frowned and raised his head, with the words "I'm not happy, don't mess with me" brightly written on his face. When those dark and deep eyes looked over, I even had the illusion of being stared at by a ferocious beast.
He may not be too hungry now to hunt, but if you dare to keep splashing in front of him, he won't mind dragging you torn to pieces back to decorate his lair.
I pursed my lips, turned off the laser pointer, and said coldly, "If you have an urgent matter, just go and deal with it. Mobile phones are not allowed in my class."
The voice was clearly transmitted through the headset, the other party raised his eyebrows, looked at me for a moment, tucked the phone into his pants pocket, then stood up and walked out the door. Clean and neat, without making any excuses for himself.
The two people sitting next to him should be his friends. Seeing him leave, they looked at each other, picked up the book, and quickly followed.
The classroom door opened and closed. I stared at the back of the three of them leaving, and unconsciously squeezed the laser pointer in my hand.
There was an eerie and awkward silence in the room, and everyone looked at me nervously, breathing lightly. They should be more shocked than I am that someone dared to challenge my authority in my class.
It is true that there has not been such a warrior in a long time.
Looking back, I said to the teaching assistants in the last row of the classroom, "Remember them for truancy."
A white and tender arm was raised in the back row of the crowd, and Yu Xixi responded loudly, "Received!"
Back at the center of the podium, I adjusted the portable mic, I pressed the remote again to continue the previous content, and quickly forgot this episode.
When the class was over and everyone dispersed, I held the lecture notes and was pushed by Yu Xixi to the office.
"Brother Bei, did you know that you now have a nickname called 'King Beizhe'?" She has a lively personality and doesn't like being dull. It may be related to her previous experience as the Minister of Literature and Art. It is just a few hundred meters away. Always want to be active.
I often feel that it is a pity for her to be a teaching assistant. She should be an entertainment reporter, so that she can also work in surfing.
"What's the meaning?"
The shadows of the trees swayed on the ground, and it was clearly windy, but it didn't feel any coolness. It's already October, why is it still so hot? At this time last year, everyone started wearing long sleeves.
"Nan Fa Monk, Beizhe King. Professor Wang Nan from the Department of Law and you from the Department of Philosophy are also known as the two most difficult gods in Qingwan University. The unfolding is - Wang Nan, the bald donkey of the Department of Law; Beijiao, the Department of Philosophy the demon king."
"..." I thought that no one else noticed that Professor Wang was wearing a wig, but it turned out that everyone just pretended to be invisible, and there was a heated discussion in private.
"I also saw someone talking to you from another department of popular science yesterday, saying, 'If you can't take the course of King Beizhe, you can't take it. It's very sad. The homework is very demanding, but if it's for his appearance, just treat it as if I didn't say it.' . Brother Bei, your appearance has withstood the aesthetic test of the students of the vast number of students."
All kinds of gossip on the Internet, people I don’t know, inside and outside the school, Yu Xitong stuffed into my mouth all at once, and didn’t care if I wanted to eat it or not.
Fingertips tapped the wheelchair armrests regularly, hot and upset.
"By the way, Brother Bei, do you know whose son was the person you kicked out of the classroom today?"
Take action.
"Headmaster's?" I guess.
Yu Xixi was delighted: "How can the principal give birth to such a beautiful cub, just his old face..."
I tilted my head and glanced at her: "Pay attention to your words."
She seemed to realize that we were not in a wild country, but in a crowded school, and suddenly shut up.
Looking left and right, Yu Xixi lowered his voice and said, "His name is Shang Muxiao, the son of Shang Lu, he was the famous movie star more than ten years ago, the one who filmed "The Retrograde Wind". Shang Lu was quite popular at that time. , My mother likes him so much, but unfortunately she quit the showbiz and went into business after filming "Retrograde Wind"."
My heart skipped a beat: "Shanglu?"
I haven't heard this name for many years, and hearing it suddenly makes people a little dazed.
More than ten years ago, not only Yu Xixi's mother liked him, but I also liked him. Speaking of which, he was still the object of my sexual enlightenment when I was young. There were so many quiet nights in the middle of the night, and I would also be thinking about his posters.
Time flies like water, and in the blink of an eye, he even had his son so old.
Looking back carefully, there is indeed a shadow of Shang Lu between the man's eyebrows and eyes today. It's just that Shang Lu corrected it. It's a typical big male protagonist's appearance, which is easy to make people feel good. Although Shang Muxiao has a more delicate appearance and more visual impact on his facial features, there is something indescribable... The sense of distance makes people unable to get close with confidence .
"I heard that Shang Lu Xiying was to take care of his sick wife. At that time, he was reported by the media as a peerless and affectionate man. Unfortunately, his wife died the following year."
"However, although his family was unfortunate, he turned his grief and anger into strength. In the next few years, he became prosperous in shopping malls, investing in industries that made more money, and soon made it to the rich list. The Golden Hand' nickname."
Yu Xixi gossips all the way to the office. When he enters the door, it has been eight or two years ago that Shang Lu suddenly ended his long-term widowhood and married a starlet who is about the same age as his eldest daughter. old and strong."
"I heard that only the eldest daughter was seen at the wedding, but the younger son was not seen. Everyone guessed that the son couldn't bear to marry such a young mother..."
"Okay, the gossip is here for the time being, and I'll listen to it next time when I have a chance." I saw that she didn't stop for a while, so I only interrupted, "Send me the attendance records so far before noon tomorrow, You should also remember that, as before, if you miss five classes, you will be directly notified to cancel your qualification for the final exam. There is also the homework from the previous class, please give it to me after you have compiled it, thank you."
Yu Xixi pushed me to the desk, shuddered when she heard the words, and whispered, "Sure enough, it is the great devil."
Although she is playful, fortunately, her work efficiency is not low. In just one afternoon, she completed the things I explained, compiled them into a compressed package and sent them to me.
There are not too many students in my elective courses, and there are only thirty-odd assignments in total. On the form, the scores are listed one by one. It is almost clear at a glance who has handed in and who has not. In the few blanks, Shang Muxiao's name was listed.
Shang Lu may be good at business, but this son is not very good at teaching.
I pinched the bridge of my nose tiredly, and glanced at my watch, I found that it was past eight o'clock in the evening.
There were four or five missed calls from Shen Luoyu, and seven or eight short messages. When I opened it, Shen Luoyu asked me why I didn't answer the phone.
I turned off the lights, closed the windows, locked the office, and while steering the wheelchair to the parking space, I called Shen Luoyu back.
The person on the other side picked it up quickly, in a relieved tone: "You scared me to death, and I thought something happened to you."
"I'm sorry, but I forgot to set my phone back on mute in class this afternoon."
She didn't have any major issues, but just like a routine, she asked me how I was doing recently, how was my health, and she was side-by-side and cautious, inquiring about my recent contact with my family.
"My parents are very good, and Xiaoyan is also very good. I just had dinner with them last month, and they still mentioned you, wondering why you are not married yet after a lot of age."
Shen Luoyu gasped when he heard this: "Are you lying? How could my aunt and uncle care about my marriage? You just don't want me to ask more, so you deliberately use this to block me."
I couldn't help but hooked my lips: "It's good that you know."
Shen Luoyu vomited bitterly: "You think I want to take care of it, isn't that what my mother forced? Aunt and aunt always ask my mother about you, and my mother asks me if she doesn't know, so I can only ask you? Your family is really strange, why do you go around in such a big circle and ask if you are okay?"
The wheelchair stopped in front of the parking space, and the smile that rose because of Shen Luoyu was instantly dissipated because of her words.
There are very few pedestrians on the road, each hurried forward, only the street lamp is still considerate, like a competent old mother, illuminating the dark road ahead for me.
I raised my head, sighed at my "old mother", and said, "Yeah, why don't you come and ask me directly? I'd like to know too."
There was silence on the other end of the phone, and Shen Luoyu realized that he had said the wrong thing, and began to rush to remedy it.
"No, maybe uncle and aunt are afraid of disturbing your work, you are so busy all day..."
From when I was paralyzed in a car accident to when Beiyan was born, although there was no quarrel, my relationship with my parents was gradually estranged unknowingly. Twelve years have passed, and it has been frozen three feet, and now even eating together shows the embarrassment of not being able to find a topic. I usually don't contact them when I have nothing to do, and they don't take the initiative to ask me if they want to know my current situation. Instead, they ask Shen Luoyu to inquire.
Afraid of interrupting my work? When Shen Luoyu said this, he didn't know whether he believed it or not.
They're not afraid of interrupting my work, they're just afraid of me. I am afraid that I will remind them of the proud son, that I will suddenly realize that I have become an unbearable waste, and that I will ask them about Beiyan's birth on a whim one day.
In my third year of being paralyzed by a car accident, my mother gave birth to a younger brother who was twenty-two years younger than me. This child born to my mother at an advanced age after I was paralyzed is like a "Schrödinger" taboo - as long as you don't go into it, everyone can paralyze themselves. It's just a beautiful accident.
But in fact, just like Professor Wang's wig, everyone knows exactly why he was born.
"Okay, I'm going to drive, I'll hang up."
Shen Luoyu paused and sighed, showing helplessness.
"I'll see you in a few days, you should pay attention to your body."
After hanging up, I opened the car door, put down the booster seat next to the driver's seat, and moved myself over there with the strength of my arms. Once the wheelchair is in the back seat, I raise the booster seat and move myself into the driver's seat.
I am very used to doing this, and it only took two or three minutes before and after, and most of the time was still waiting for the wheelchair to be stowed away.
Since the brakes and accelerators have to be controlled by hand for vehicles with disabled people like me, I usually don't drive too fast. Even if there is no car in front of me, my average speed will not exceed 50 yards per hour.
There is a road around the school that is very narrow and difficult to drive. Both sides of the road are filled with parking spaces, and only one car can pass through.
Today may be related to Friday, the restaurants and shops on both sides are full of business, the parking spaces are very tight, and the bicycles parked in a mess, the difficulty of passing has skyrocketed.
My nerves were tense and I moved forward cautiously, not daring to slack off, so that the yardage speed dropped directly to single digits.
The engine roared from the back of the car, and I looked in the rearview mirror, it was a blue and white heavy machine. The rider wears a black leather jacket, and looks like a male, and his appearance is not very clear under the helmet.
He may also think that I am slow, and the gas pedal keeps making a rumbling sound. Although it is not as straightforward and rude as the horn, it is also annoying.
Because of this anxiety, I didn't control the brakes for the last 20 meters and just accelerated and drove past.
And fate is sometimes so unreasonable, it always loves to give you a head-on blow when you let down your guard.
Suddenly, a tri-color kitten jumped out from the side of the road, and its figure was particularly panicked by the lights of the car. I jumped in shock, pulled the brakes subconsciously, and the little cat flew across the road, safe and sound, but there was a loud noise at the rear of the car.
My mind went blank for a moment, I held my breath, fingers gripped the steering wheel tightly, and it took me a while to recover from the horror.
Realizing it might have been a rear-end collision, I lowered the window to check the car behind, but couldn't see much due to the limited visibility.
The width of the side of the car is not enough to fit the wheelchair, and I can't walk without a wheelchair. It's often at times like these that I realize how embarrassing a disability can be at times.
Just as I was thinking about countermeasures, the car window was knocked, and the rider of the blue and white heavy machine had already come to the door.
The window was lowered, and the other party just took off the helmet that covered his face. When they saw each other's appearance, both of them were startled.
"It's you." Before I could react, the tall rider spoke first.
Coincidentally, it was Shang Muxiao who bumped into me.
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