In the small stepped classroom, more than 30 people were sitting scattered. Apart from the sound of my lectures, there was no other noise.
Shang Muxiao sat in the front row, in the middle, his eyes kept moving with me, and sometimes he would do some handwriting that he didn't know what it was, as if he was not the one who was kicked out of the classroom by me last time.
"Now is the questioning session." After pausing the ppt, I came to the edge of the podium and said to the students, "Everyone is free to ask questions."
Not many people raised their hands, but Shang Muxiao was also among them. The bet with him only said that he could not deliberately avoid it, and that I would definitely order him if he raised his hand. Moreover, subconsciously, I always felt that he would not ask serious questions.
I calmly turned a blind eye to his positivity, skipped him and ordered a male classmate in the back row.
Shang Muxiao withdrew his hand in dissatisfaction, looked back at the boy whom I named, and then leaned back on the chair, looking like an uncle.
The boy I named didn't know what happened, but visibly shrank, and his voice stuttered a little.
"I, I want to ask, can you please explain Schopenhauer's theory of "The Fourfold Roots of the Law of Sufficient Reason" in vernacular without using philosophical language?" He scratched his head embarrassedly and said, "I feel a little bit Difficult, no... not very clear."
Philosophy is a very difficult and complex subject, full of various contradictory and unified factional theories. It is just an elective course because of interest or forced to take this "History of Western Philosophy". Without great understanding, beginners are indeed very It is easy to get confused by complicated philosophical terms.
I nodded to show my understanding, sorted out the language, and said slowly: "The Four Roots of the Law of Sufficient Reason," the vernacular is... the four fundamental reasons why everything in the world appears like this. Schopenhauer believes that the reason why the world is The difference is because people behave differently.
"The first is that intuitive experience constitutes human's fundamental view of things, and it is inherited from human beings.
"The second kind, abstract concepts constitute people's basic judgments about things, which come from people's knowledge of things.
"Third, innate perceptions of time and space constitute people's sensitivity to numbers, which define the sense of being.
"Fourth, action is the responsibility of the subject of the thing, it is the presentation of the will, and it is the 'motivation' that drives it.
"The above is the core statement of "The Fourfold Root of the Law of Sufficient Reason", understand?"
The boy nodded vigorously while taking notes: "Well, I understand, I understand as soon as the professor says it! Professor, you are amazing!"
Shang Muxiao sneered, and he didn't bother to hide his contempt. He seemed to think that it was really unprofessional to talk about such a problem.
I don't know where he got the courage to laugh at others when he failed the exam.
"Anyone else ask questions?"
Shang Muxiao raised his hand lazily, as if he had no hope that I would order him.
But I just clicked and asked, "What do you want to ask?"
If he says something or not, I would justifiably invite him out.
Shang Muxiao was obviously stunned for a while, quite surprised, but he quickly recovered and described his problem fluently and clearly.
"Should love, which is not blessed by the world, obey reason or instinct?"
"It depends on which theory you prefer to believe."
He further asked: "What about teaching you? When you meet your other half, but your love is not blessed by the world, do you choose to follow reason or return to instinct?"
"The difference between humans and animals is that humans have rationality. Rationality can enable us to better plan the future, take the initiative, and reduce risks. I don't think we should give up this part of the rights."
"But rationality also makes us lose our sensitivity to things." Shang Muxiao argued with me rationally, "'reason makes us gain, but also makes us lose'. This sentence should not mean that reason does not Isn't that important?"
This is Schopenhauer's original words, it seems that he came prepared.
To be honest, this is not a difficult question to answer. It does not have much philosophical nature in it. Instead, it is more suitable as a debate topic for debate, so that both sides can understand.
I thought he was going to ask some good questions, but it turned out to be nothing more than that.
"I am a rationalist, you are an irrationalist. We are not of the same faction, how can we get together? You are willing to return to instinct, I prefer to listen to reason, from the beginning, we have differences. You can't convince me, neither do I There is no intention to convince you, philosophy is an existence full of various opinions and speculations, and there is no need to distinguish between superiors and inferiors.”
There is no point in arguing this question any further. I want to stop it, but he is still extending it.
"So you will never be driven by instinct and always be rational, right?" He leaned forward slightly, his tone and expression changed slightly from before, as if he didn't believe it, but at the same time he seemed to wait and see, in those dark eyes, yes Straightforward eagerness to try.
He felt that he could get me to break my sanity, go against my principles, and leave today's insights behind. Looking at his young and arrogant face, I already knew what he was thinking.
He wasn't asking a dumb question, he was just laying the groundwork for one day in the future to laugh at me for being a rationalist.
Bad pup.
I didn't give him that opportunity and quickly closed the issue.
"My opinion doesn't matter. This question is over, the next one."
Not getting the answer he really wanted, he leaned back in his chair a little boringly, playing with a ballpoint pen in his hand, with a slight smile on his lips, and silently said three words to me.
-coward.
I swiped nonchalantly and started to answer the next question.
Since the betting contract took effect, Shang Muxiao has reported to my office every day before leaving get off work and sent me home.
I don't quite believe he's really after me, thinking about it, his sudden change, maybe just some weird desire to win - he has to prove that all my denials are denials, and I'm right He was deeply coveted and had evil intentions. He was a person who was truly "full of benevolence, righteousness and morality, and a belly of men who stole women's prostitutes".
If Yan Ying is an arrogant person who thinks that she can take over the world with her beauty alone, then Shang Muxiao is no less so.
If he wants to love, you must give him love. If you don't give it, he will rob him. If you grab it, you will probably only satisfy a certain collection addiction, and you will not cherish it. I always feel that he must have been lacking in love when he was a child.
To understand, I no longer resist his pursuit. I am still happy when someone takes me home every day. It's just a child's game, as long as he gets tired of it, he will naturally do what he needs to do.
"Are you free on Saturday? Take you to a good place." When he stopped at his old seat, Shang Muxiao pulled the handbrake and sent me a date invitation.
"No time, I have an appointment with a friend on Saturday."
Yang Haiyang asked me to make an appointment earlier, which is not against the rules. Unfastening the seat belt, I saw that Shang Muxiao was still not moving, and asked him what was wrong with his eyes.
"What about next Saturday?" He was facing me, with one elbow on the steering wheel, the expression on his face was much lighter than before.
So a child is a child, and everything is put on his face.
"Next Saturday, we'll talk about it next week."
Hearing the words, he leaned back in his seat, didn't communicate with me, didn't move, and had the attitude of not letting me get out of the car if I didn't agree.
In terms of time, I'm really not his opponent, and I'm also at a disadvantage. If he just throws me here if he doesn't like it, I have no choice but to crawl back.
"Got it, I'll free up next Saturday." In the end, I had to compromise.
Shang Muxiao changed his face quickly, and suddenly became happy again. He got out of the car and assembled the wheelchair without my urging, and then went around to me and carried me out of the car.
Just a few days later, he became more and more comfortable, and I became more and more at ease. When my car is repaired, I am afraid that I will not be used to getting on and off by myself.
Terrible. For more than ten years, I have relied on myself in everything, because I know that if I rely too much on others to survive, I will become a real waste sooner or later. As a result, because of a small accident, an inexplicable gambling game, the persistence of more than ten years has been shaken.
It suddenly dawned on me that I might be taking human instincts too simply.
Taking me to the elevator entrance, Shang Muxiao suddenly answered a phone call. The voice of the person on the other end was so loud that it was almost roaring. It seemed that he was in a noisy environment.
"The old place? Don't call..." He glanced at me and swallowed the words he was about to say, "Don't call so many people, I won't go if I don't know them."
What was said on the other end, only the last three words - hurry up, I heard clearly.
"My friend asked me to sing, I'll go first." Shang Muxiao seemed to be really afraid that I would mind, and explained it to me seriously.
"Well, have fun."
I was still immersed in the confrontation between rationality and instinct, and I said goodbye to Shang Muxiao. I went home and closed the door for a night to think about whether I could really be completely rational, and I didn't get the answer.
On Saturday afternoon, I arrived at the restaurant designated by Yang Haiyang at the appointed time. He has already arrived, but his girlfriend is nowhere to be seen.
"You look at the menu first. Yunrou came by herself. She just arrived and is still parking." He explained to me.
I didn't pay much attention to what I ate, and I didn't take the menu, saying that it was all up to him.
When the order was almost finished, Yang Haiyang and I were talking and suddenly raised his hand and waved hard in the direction of the door, his whole face lit up because of the arrival of the other party.
Only now did I finally believe that he really found someone who he wanted to spend the rest of his life with, instead of just finding someone to live with.
"I'm sorry, I'm late." The other party sat down with a clear voice, shoulder-length hair, and a casual yet professional white suit jacket. He looked as pretty as a female star, and most importantly... Deja Vu.
Just... is it possible? Also too dramatic.
"Hello, I'm Shang Yunrou, Yang Haiyang's girlfriend. I've often heard Haiyang talk about you, and I've been looking up to you for a long time. I finally saw it this time, and it really lives up to its reputation." Shang Yunrou politely reached out and wanted to shake my hand. .
I stared at her face, combined with her rare surname, I was only 20% suspicious, but now it has risen to 60%, and it's over half in an instant.
"Excuse me..." I asked as I shook hands with her, "Do you have a younger brother?"
The author says:
The idea that "only human beings have reason" and the idea that "rationality is not that important" are both Schopenhauer's. It can be seen that Arabidopsis used a philosopher's point of view to express his point of view, and Shang Muxiao used the same philosopher's point of view to refute it.