The meaning of the teacher's words is self-evident. During the whole afternoon meeting, Tao Ling was absent-minded throughout the meeting, except when he was reviewing the paper he was reading.
At six o'clock in the afternoon, the meeting ended.
After the group photo was taken, the teachers gathered in twos and threes to communicate. When no one cared, Tao Ling left the conference room and immediately called Kou Huai.
Kou Huai picked up the phone and asked, "Is the meeting over?"
"Senior brother," Tao Ling asked as he exited the complex, "Did you tell Xia... Teacher Xia that my thesis was rejected?"
Kou Huai wondered: "No." After a two-second pause, he added: "It may have been said but I forgot. I talked to him about everything, maybe I mentioned it."
Tao Ling took a breath: "My paper was rejected, and the journal issued a notice for the manuscript later. Did Teacher Xia help me through the relationship?"
The other end didn't speak for a long time, but Tao Ling understood and said, "I'll tell the editor now that I won't publish that paper."
"Don't be impulsive," Kou Huaihen said, "I didn't tell you because I knew you didn't want to do this. What do you say now? Other journals have entered the typesetting stage. Now you say you want to withdraw your manuscript. I can’t even get into that publication, how hard is it to publish a good core, what do you want to do if you cut yourself off?”
"I don't care," Tao Ling said, "I can't accept Xia Chaoyang helping me get along."
Kou Huai asked: "What's the matter with you, Tao Ling? It's not only your own problem that you withdraw your manuscript now, where do you ask other editors to find high-quality manuscripts to fill in the blanks? Listen carefully, high-quality! High-quality! Your own quality is not good enough. Who would want your manuscript? Such a good journal has nothing to do to smash his own name for personal favor?"
Tao Ling rubbed his temples and turned to a quieter path, so as not to bump into the people who were in the meeting later.
"How old are you Tao Ling? You've turned 30 after the new year, haven't you seen the reality?" Kou Huai asked, "Are you living in a vacuum glass? Are you capable of burying yourself?"
Tao Ling didn't answer, he continued: "Or do you have any opinion on Xia Chaoyang? Come on, say, I'll tell him later, so that he will stay away from you when he sees you, and I will definitely not be in front of him. your turn."
Tao Ling took a deep breath: "Senior brother, there are some things you don't know."
When these words came out, there was no response from there for a long time. Tao Ling suddenly realized something and asked in surprise, "Senior brother?"
Kou Huai sighed: "After having dinner with you that day, he has been not quite right. He fell ill not long after that. He said that the fever has been bad because of the rain. A few days ago, I heard that he was going to get a divorce, and he had a lot of trouble with his wife. Usually they are a model couple, the kind that treat each other like guests."
Tao Ling was stunned, listening to Kou Huai continue: "Later, I asked him to drink, and he would know if he drank too much. He said that if he knew it was so easy, he would be separated from Yin and Yang, and he would never let go."
After a while of silence, Tao Ling said, "What's the use of talking about this now?"
"It's useless, and it's not that he has to help you. He said that he doesn't have any mentality to make up for it now. He just feels that he has lived for more than 30 years and has been in a daze for half his life. He wants to live a sober life."
Kou Huai said, "Junior brother, listen to me. He didn't help you out. It's true that you are fighting for yourself, but sometimes it is useless to fight for yourself. Power is in the hands of others, do you understand?"
Tao Ling closed his eyes tightly, his voice hoarse: "Senior brother, then I will hang up first."
"Send me some news." Kou Huai responded understandingly.
Hanging up the phone, Tao Ling looked around, just walked to a playground, and the road in front of him extended all the way to a side door.
Looking at the map, the side door was the one farthest from the hotel, but he still walked along the sidewalk.
Across the barbed wire, Tao Ling turned his head and saw that the playground was already lively.
Some people are walking and others are running laps. An old man is hanging the horizontal bar, wearing only a thin layer of sportswear in winter. On the grass next to it, there were people practicing tossing shakers. I think they came from a bar near the school.
Tao Ling closed the collar of his coat, regretting not wearing a scarf. He looked up, and always felt that the weather seemed to be snowing, and it was so gloomy that it was almost dark.
It is reminiscent of "Lan Yu", in which Chen Handong saw Lan Yu for the second time. It was such a fine snowy weather. The tough man took off the scarf and put it around the neck of the boy. The boy had big eyes as clear as a deer.
I thought about it for a while, and I walked out of the school without knowing it. This school gate is an alley. Compared with other gates, it is much deserted. Tao Ling looked down at the ground, walked a few steps, but was blocked by a person.
He moved to the side absentmindedly, but who knew that the man would also move.
Tao Lingxin said why it was so annoying, frowned and raised her head, suddenly bumping into a pair of clear eyes.
Wen Qingying curved the corners of her mouth, and her eyes showed little tiger teeth.
His brows immediately loosened, Tao Ling was extremely surprised, and stared at Wen Qingying blankly. Wen Qingying's smile made him withdraw from his bad mood, and it only took him a moment.
Once again, he felt that he was indeed a vulgar person, and he was really vulgar.
Because he was heartbroken, he felt that Wen Qingying was driving away the dark fire in the world.
Which genius first proposed to compare a loved one to light
At this moment, Tao Ling is willing to be the idiot who picks up people's teeth and wisdom, and he will compare Wen Qingying to Rong Yan, Qinghui, hope, and the sun that Kuafu will never catch up with.
His heart was turbulent, his face was silent, and Wen Qingying felt nothing of the throbbing.
The two stood facing each other for a moment, and suddenly there was a flash of white fragments in front of them. Tao Ling looked up and was stunned.
Snowing.
The fine snow fluttered under the street lights that were lit up in advance, like the wind-blown pear blossom crumbs that he had seen in the spring, which overlapped with the movie scene he had just thought of.
This coincidence was so shocking that Tao Ling couldn't react at all. After a while, he put his head down and looked at Wen Qingying, his expression still bewildered.
Catching his gaze, Wen Qingying smiled, and for a moment, he suddenly raised his hand to take off his scarf and handed it to Tao Ling.
Tao Ling was stunned for a moment, and stretched out his hand to block, Wen Qingying held his hand persistently, and blinked, as if praying. Tao Ling had to put down his hand and let him put the scarf on himself.
Wen Qingying put on a black down jacket with a hood and adjusted the scarf. Seeing that Tao Ling seemed to be worried about himself, he immediately pulled the zipper to the top, even hiding his chin, and the smile in his eyes deepened. .
Tao Ling also smiled and said with his mouth, "Let's go."
Walking to the door of a soup pot shop, Tao Ling grabbed Wen Qingying's arm and pointed to the shop. The two immediately went in and took their seats.
After ordering something good, Tao Ling finally remembered to ask him, "How do you know which door I came out of?"
Wen Qingying smiled happily and replied, "I took a bet. I have been to this school before. I think Mr. may not want to meet other teachers. The other doors are close to the parking lot, and it is better to take a taxi when going out. , except for this door."
Tao Ling gave a thumbs up.
It's not uncommon for two people to send messages to each other with their heads lowered, like friends who eat together but play on their mobile phones. It's not uncommon to see them everywhere, but sometimes when they talk about tacit understanding, they can't help but look up at each other and smile.
The seat was by the window, and Tao Ling turned his head to look outside.
The snow didn't mean to fall heavily, and it was just as elegantly and shattered as before, and through the thick glass, there was an illusion of being outside the world.
The glass window showed Wen Qingying's figure. He took off his coat and wore a brown sweater. The sweater was not loose, so his smooth arm lines were revealed, and a sense of strength was dormant.
The profile of the side face is perfect, and the silhouette has clearly been traced countless times, but at this time it looks strange, and it makes people want to keep their eyes glued to it forever.
While watching, Wen Qingying suddenly turned his head, the two of them looked at each other on the glass, their eyes met, each smiled, and pressed their hearts to stagger away without showing any traces, to see the snow scene.
Tao Ling was almost satisfied, at this moment he felt that he had nothing else to ask for.
After eating, I walked around the neighborhood, went back to the hotel and entered the room, Wen Qingying walked in front, Tao Ling stood at the entrance, touched the scarf and sighed, and finally took it off.
After taking a shower, they each lay down and discussed the next day's itinerary with their mobile phones. Tao Ling said that he was going to visit Tsinghua University and Peking University, but Wen Qingying replied, "Sir, can you not go?"
Usually two people are together, as long as Tao Ling says what to do, Wen Qingying will never say no, this is the first time he has rejected Tao Ling's proposal.
Tao Ling felt that it might be the reason why he dropped out of school, and replied while blaming himself: "Okay, then find a garden to stroll around? Or go to Badaling?"
Finally, we decided to go to the Summer Palace first.
In fact, it doesn't matter where you go, Tao Ling thought, Wen Qingying can go wherever he wants, or wherever he doesn't want to.
After saying good night to each other, Tao Ling closed his eyes and wanted to fall asleep, but he turned around in the snow in the evening. In the end, he simply turned sideways and opened his eyes, watching Wen Qingying in the dark.
After a while, he suddenly found that Wen Qingying was also awake.
A few minutes later, Wen Qingying touched the phone and sent a message: "Sir, can't you sleep?"
Tao Ling: "Yeah, you can't sleep either?"
Wen Qingying: "I can fall asleep, but I don't want to."
Tao Ling: "Huh?"
Wen Qingying: "Why can't you sleep?"
Tao Ling: "It's an old problem."
Wen Qingying: "Do you think a lot?"
Tao Ling: "Not all of them. Sometimes I can't catch my thoughts."
Wen Qingying smiled: "You slept faster than me last night."
Seeing what he said, Tao Ling was also a little surprised. Although he was frightened last night, he did sleep well. After thinking about it, he wrote: "Yes, it's so strange."
Wen Qingying: "Is it because someone next to me feels more secure?"
Why is the issue of security discussed? Tao Ling never deduced his insomnia to this. Hearing Qingying say this, he suddenly felt a little embarrassed, as if he was weak.
"Sir, I said something wrong." Wen Qingying said again.
Tao Ling: "No, I'm just thinking. What about you? What do you mean by not wanting to sleep?"
Wen Qingying: "I said, will you laugh at me?"
Tao Ling: "Why are you laughing at you?"
Wen Qingying wrote and deleted it, and it took a while to say, "You will be laughed at. Although you say you can't laugh, I'm afraid you will laugh in your heart. Sir, I won't tell you this if I don't say it."
I don't know why the last sentence, but suddenly there was a hint of anger, Tao Ling burst out laughing.
Wen Qingying continued: "Look, you laughed before I said anything."
Tao Ling laughed uncontrollably, sighed at the ceiling, put down the phone, and said, "Hey, you are so cute, it's boring to hold an academic conference in front of a group of teachers, except for serious papers, it's boring to talk about it. Extremely. Still interesting to talk to you."
After a while, Wen Qingying sent another message: "Sir, I can't sleep anyway, let's play games."
Tao Ling: "What are you playing?"
Wen Qingying: "How about drawing your middle finger?"
Tao Ling's heart throbbed, and Wen Qingying's next sentence came: "Sir, do you want to play?"
The author has something to say: Ding Ding Ding, I will be on the clip tomorrow, so tomorrow's update time may be changed to eleven o'clock in the evening, sorry, sorry, the fairies who go to bed early can wake up the day after tomorrow to watch two more! (/≧▽≦)/
(If the results are really bad, the above sentences will be voided as usual, hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha
Thank you for your tolerance! o(*≧▽≦)ツ