Mo Peng's short and fat body leaned forward, like a fat groundhog. This appearance made Luo Shuqing behind him blind and gave him a cold look:
"If you don't know how to learn, don't talk nonsense!"
"How come I'm so ignorant? I'm sorry that my seven straight A's are just for you to ruin?" Mo Peng looked innocent. He obviously wanted to liven up the atmosphere, but how could he gain such a reputation
Or his father knew him well and knew that he couldn't stand the pressure of "menopausal mother", so he just came to join in the fun and explained casually, bringing him into the discussion circle: "Student and staff are just code names with specific connotations. Are you right?" Not interested in this?"
As long as you can hide from me, you can be interested in anything.
Mo Peng was thick-skinned and just laughed and said: "Isn't it gone now? Back then, my brother was chasing me to instill this stuff in me, but now the seeds have sprouted... "
As he said that, he snatched the notebook from Ronan's hand. When he saw the paper-like soft screen interface, he was stunned and said, "What is the effect of this? It seems like it is soaked in water?"
Mo Peng's description is very appropriate. At this time, the second layer of the drawing software interface is like being submerged in turbid river water. The five-story tower-shaped structure on it is close to the "Maslow's Hierarchy of Needs Theory graphic", almost completely immersed in " "Underwater" seems to have a dark membrane, so that all the "cards" - the sketches created by Ronan, are even more blurred.
Ronan didn't know what was going on, but this scene made him vaguely feel that it should be related to his own ability. Not wanting to discuss it in depth, he took the notebook back and closed it:
"Nothing, screensaver effect..."
The effect of this lie is truly touching. However, Mo Peng was very aware of Ronan's awkward temper and knew that he didn't want to mention it, so he didn't ask. I still use the "social format map" as a life-saving straw:
"Brother, master! I am referring to you when I preach, teach, and resolve doubts. Tell me what those code names mean. I feel like grass is growing in my heart... "
Ronan glanced at his uncle, who was adjusting the function of the in-car smart brain and seemed to no longer participate in the conversations among young people. On the other hand, the aunt in the back seat was looking here quietly, slightly in a trance.
The atmosphere in the carriage was a bit subtle.
Ronan thought for a while and spoke softly: "The original intention of establishing this model was to explain the impact of individuals on social patterns and relationship patterns..."
"Social format?"
Mo Peng was stunned. Fortunately, as a grandson of the Luo family, even though he was not interested in "Format Theory", he still had some basic concepts: "It refers to social structure, how do you put it? Human beings who influence individuals and transform nature. Collective composition, mode of existence?”
When Ronan heard this, he gave Mo Peng a thumbs up. Although it was not precise, it saved him a lot of words.
"The human collective included in each country, tribe, and region must have its own specific social pattern. Through this pattern, new social individuals are continuously produced, while the world and nature are transformed, and new resources are obtained to provide for the existence and operation of society. required.
“Every social individual will be marked by the social pattern and exert a counter-force on the social pattern to a certain extent.
“Students refer to learners who can only accept one-way indoctrination in a social format. They are not yet complete social individuals and can hardly produce any effect;
“Staff refers to workers, basic social individuals, who have a certain ability to survive independently and maintain the basic operation of the social structure.
"Technicians refer to promoters. Their advantage over employees is that they can already optimize the social structure and improve the efficiency of its operation;
“Priests refer to enlightened people who have a relatively complete understanding of the social pattern and begin to consciously utilize the power of the social pattern.
"Politicians refer to reformers. They are higher-level awakened people. While using the social format, they also consciously transform the format with the intention of maximizing interests..."
Mo Peng is worthy of being a top student with "all A's in all seven subjects". When he heard this, he immediately said: "It sounds like a variant of class theory. So the question is, what is the basis for dividing these classes? Is there any? A unified standard?”
Ronan was silent when he heard the words. At this time, he felt his uncle's gaze from the side and raised his head. After looking at each other, he showed a slightly bitter smile.
"The standard is me! I am the standard!"
In the independent ward of Anhai Nursing Center, Luo Yuandao picked up a rectangular wooden block and gently placed it on the half-person-high wall structure built in front of him.
His fingers were trembling, and various diseases of the nervous system had almost destroyed his body. His originally tall head had collapsed, and his whole body was just skin and bones, completely thin and thin, and he looked extremely weak.
Luo Yuandao is less than eighty this year. In today's era, he has just entered old age, and some people have not even retired.
However, he was infinitely close to the end of his life, even though he was still standing stubbornly, still building his works.
Even though the fingers and arms were trembling, when the blocks fell into place, they fit perfectly. He achieved this result because he had been controlling back and forth for almost half an hour. If he was not sure, he would not let go until he achieved the final perfect result.
A smile appeared on the skinny and dry face. Obviously, Luo Yuandao is very satisfied with the structure ahead.
In fact, not only in front of him, but also around and around him, there was a low wall made of building blocks. Ronan and Mo Peng could only talk to him through the low wall.
The senior special care officer next to Luo Yuandao was a very patient middle-aged woman named Hong. When she saw the building blocks being put up, she asked him softly from the other side:
"Old man, this piece is finished, let's take a rest?"
Luo Yuandao ignored him. Taking advantage of his good mood, he did not hesitate to answer questions for his grandson. He grinned like a large laughing skeleton:
"Of course the theory I create takes me as the standard. It must serve me. Don't you hear: All things are prepared by me, and my heart is the universe! I am the co-owner of all things, and I am the center of the universe!"
Mo Peng turned his head in embarrassment. In front of this paranoid and crazy old man, it was really hard for a normal person to tolerate that logic. Now he was having a hard time enduring it. His parents, who used to be by his side all the time, seemed to have gone to consult the old man about his condition. Without him, he didn't even dare to say anything, and he felt increasingly uncomfortable.
However, what makes Mo Peng even more uncomfortable is that his cousin standing next to him looks very engaged, even a little fanatical!
OMG…
Luo Yuandao picked up another building block, held it in front of his eyes, and continued his preaching: "I have both the principles of heaven and earth, and can give root nature to all things. Just like this piece of wood, it can be square or round; square or round is not the same. It's just the appearance. I can even change its inner nature, so what's the point of the appearance
"I use it to build this palace. It belongs to my domain. If it is square, it will be square, and if it is round, it will be round!"
As he spoke, the blocks fell down, but this time, because he was too excited and did not put them in the right position, they fell down all at once.
Luo Yuandao reached for it reflexively, but his weak body could not maintain balance and fell forward.
Everyone in the room exclaimed together. Ronan instinctively rushed forward to help him, but because his momentum was too fast, he knocked the low building block wall into pieces. After the chaotic sound of splattering, the room suddenly became silent. .