"Let us imagine the world as a point. The vertex 23S. The fastest updated point is moving, and the moving trajectory is time. Is this point four centuries ago the same as the point now?"
"The answer is no. Four centuries ago, people thought that little people born in flasks held the truth about the world. Now? High school students in Riptree refuse to take lab classes for fear of having their eyebrows burned off."
"It's really unfair. At this point, everyone knows how ignorant the people at that point four centuries ago were. But the people at that point four centuries ago have no clue about the people at that point now. imagination."
"Time is a bitch, a bitch that only moves forward with its head raised."
Above, from the lunch table at Barton Hall. It was Mrs. Quinn who made this statement. Technically, she wasn't at the table, she was circling the table. It started behind the seat of Mrs. Button, her best friend in life, and stopped behind the seat of Mrs. Button.
Mrs. Barton stared at her plate intently, "Who refuses to take a laboratory class?"
Laura responded quickly, "I didn't, it was Kepler!" and turned her attention to Alice and Maya, asking for agreement.
Alice prepares to respond to her friend's call for help, but is immediately held down by Maya. Maya frowned, glanced at Mrs. Quinn, who had the tendency to continue giving a speech, pouted her lips, and cut the food on the plate in a ventive manner. Maya understood what Mrs. Quinn meant.
A new circle begins. Mrs. Quinn held a cup of red liquid in her hand. "People in every moment will inevitably be insulted by people in the future. It's because time, the bitch, never looks back, and she won't even pause. Tick-tock-tock Tick tock…”
Someone at the table interrupted. It's Sissi, "Why a bitch?" She rolled her eyes, "Why not a heartless person! If you want to personify a bad thing that no one can control, don't insult your own gender."
Mrs. Quinn's eyes stayed on Sissi for a while, then looked at Laura, "What's going on with her?"
"Uh, it's Chris. They haven't reconciled yet."
Mrs. Quinn snorted, ignored Sissy, and continued her speech, "But there is a way to avoid being insulted by people in the future..." Mrs. Quinn turned behind Kyle and focused her gaze speechlessly on From somewhere behind Kyle's seat, "Move over."
A certain guardian angel whom I don’t know if he still remembers, Jewell stepped out of the way. Mrs. Queen was able to move on, "That's with the bitch of time..." Her eyes drifted to Sissy, "Or, the heartless man, whatever you want to call it. Moving forward together. Tick, tick, tick."
He stood behind Mrs. Button's seat again, swung the wine glass with one hand, and put his other hand on Mrs. Button's shoulder, "Eternal life."
Mrs. Barton's eyes did not move. At this time, she put a piece of food on the plate into her mouth and chewed it slowly.
No one said anything at the table, and it was a depressing lunch. However, this situation has been happening continuously these days, and everyone seems to be used to it.
The liquid in Mrs. Quinn's cup was decreasing. Suddenly, she looked at Laura and said, "Your parents are back."
"Huh? They never come back for lunch on weekdays..." Before she could finish her words, Mrs. Quinn had disappeared.
Speaking of which, do you still remember where the children had classes when Parker Elementary School was renovated? By the way, it was Lola who relied on her father's image to designate a classroom at Back Bay Social University for Parker Elementary School. The Patton family has withdrawn from Patton's political core, so let's not gossip about his father's position. We just need to know that he does this kind of thing easily.
Now this middle-aged man seemed very gloomy. After entering the restaurant, he glanced at his mother, his son and daughter, and his children's teenage friends who had been staying at home for no reason these past few days. After this extra long look, he sat down at the dining table.
Laura's mother didn't look too good either, but instead of sitting down together, she patted Laura and Kyle and said, "Take your friends to the side restaurant. The adults have something to talk about."
It seems like a perfectly normal family situation for adults to drive away children when they want to talk about serious business, right? It happens to all of us. But, haha, Mrs. Barton looked at her grandson and granddaughter, as well as her grandson's friends, and showed a trace of... self-deprecation, yes, ridicule of herself.
Mrs. Barton spoke when Laura and Kyle stood up, "Adults? Laura is 17 and Kyle is 19. How long will you continue to treat them as children?"
Before Laura's parents could react, Mrs. Barton shook her head and waved her hands to Laura and Kyle, "You go ahead."
We should understand. The reason Laura and Kyle should no longer be treated as children is definitely not age.
The teens moved on.
The restaurant without elders is also more free. The teenagers are about to breathe a sigh of relief and enjoy the lunch that they have not enjoyed for several days...
"If you hadn't encountered a problem that your parents couldn't solve, your parents wouldn't have come back to discuss it with your grandmother." Well, Mrs. Quinn appeared, still holding her cup.
However, it is reasonable for some people not to regard Mrs. Quinn as an elder. Sissi, "Can you hear what they are saying?"
Mrs. Quinn glanced at Sissi and said, "Of course." She looked away and stayed quiet for a while, probably listening.
Sissi waited for a while, "What are they talking about?" This was a clear question.
Mrs. Quinn's answer was simple, "It has nothing to do with you." Her eyes fell on Alice and Maya, "They are considering whether to entrust Grande."
Now everyone was curious, Alice asked, "What commission?"
"The republican government and the federal government have formulated a higher education exchange project, which is intended to establish a more solid foundation for the harmonious progress of the two countries in the future." Mrs. Quinn said without emotion, clearly saying that she could make the world a little bigger. A different epoch-making event, but not a bit... Oh, Mrs. Quinn is now on the same page as that bitch of time, walking forward with her head held high and proud~" But Barton, as the gateway to the Republic, is the only higher education in the city. Institution, Back Bay Community College does not meet the standards of the program. Your father feels insulted."
The teenagers were blinking. It was Alice who said, "Then what's the use of entrusting Grande?" But no, this is how much you value a funeral home. A bunch of people echoed into the air, waiting for an answer.
Mrs. Quinn didn't answer, looking as if she was listening calmly.
After a while, Mrs. Quinn raised her glass and took a sip. "Newton University is in the project. Your father said that if Newton belongs to Barton, then Newton University belongs to him, and then this insult is also There just aren’t any.” Mrs. Quinn raised her glass again and emptied the glass, “What your father means is that it’s time for the Barton family to once again control the fate of the city of Barton.”
Still, the problem is still there, it’s too expensive to be a funeral home, isn’t it
Mrs. Quinn put down her glass and answered, "As before, this is a goal that requires the people of the West End to unite together to accomplish the goal. And what Grande has to do is to put Newton into crisis again."