The Internet is a really good thing.
In the past, the teacher could only listen to what the teacher taught, but now it is different. Qin Guanglin’s computer has a bunch of lecture videos downloaded from the Internet by various well-known professors, not only in art, but also in other aspects of sociology and archaeology.
If you continue your studies, you can certainly hear the lectures of these academic leaders, but it would be a waste of time to attend classes just because of interest. This is the best way to do it now. It is also a kind of enjoyment to look at their demeanor in your free time.
It is Qin Guanglin's pleasure to broaden his knowledge and learn more about the places he is interested in. Watching their lecture videos often gives him a sense of enlightenment.
Anyone who is top-notch in his own field will have a different way of thinking from ordinary people. Learning this way of thinking is the best way to broaden his horizons. Of course, he will also improve his cognition.
After watching the boss explaining Western culture for a while, Qin Guanglin went to search for papers on the differences between Chinese and Western views on love. He seemed to understand half-understood, so he fell asleep thinking about it.
May 20th, light rain.
Qin Guanglin got up and went to the window and sighed secretly, the weather is definitely not suitable for the contract, so why not go out to play and make trouble.
Turning back to the bed and touching the phone, why not have already said good morning to him as usual, he replied, after thinking about it, he tidied up his clothes and planned to go out for a walk alone.
After leaving the room, Mother Qin was sitting in the living room reading the newspaper, when she saw him come out to say hello: "There is porridge in the pot."
"okay."
Qin's mother looked down at the newspaper again, and after a while she remembered something: "There is a plate of pickles in the refrigerator that tastes delicious, why not make them?"
It looked like it wasn't bought outside, but made by myself with white radish.
"Really." Qin Guanglin remembered that He Wu said that he wanted to get a small pickle, which should be the plate.
"Let her come to my house another day and teach me how to make it. It's a good meal."
"Okay." Qin Guanglin brought out a bowl of porridge and said, "Don't let her know what I told you yesterday."
"Your mother is not stupid."
Qin's mother didn't take it seriously, she didn't take it seriously, she didn't have a horoscope, and she wanted to get married after falling in love, the fool was still too young.
But having said that, it's not bad if you really want to be successful. Today's young people are pampered, why not this girl is indeed much better than ordinary people... Thinking of this, Mother Qin couldn't help laughing and asked: "How do you plan to marry?"
"Just... just... just like that." Qin Guanglin stuck for a couple of times but didn't say why.
"What's that like?"
"Uh... If you date for a long time, you will naturally get married."
Qin's mother snorted: "The more likely result of dating for a long time is breaking up."
"Bah, bah, how is it possible?" Qin Guanglin felt that his mother was deliberately embarrassing him.
"How is it impossible?" Qin's mother put down the newspaper and turned around, ready to have a good fight with him, "Look, why not still go to school now and graduate soon.
After she leaves school and starts working, she will see more people, and her vision will definitely improve. Society is different from school, and there are a lot of outstanding people, tsk tsk... "
The more Qin Guanglin heard it, the more he didn't like it, but it made sense when he thought about it carefully. He couldn't drink half a bowl of porridge in his hand, so he simply put it on the table, "Then what should I do?"
"What does she like about you?" Qin Ma turned into an emotional expert and began to help analyze.
"I don't know either."
"That's over." Qin's mother shook her head, "Maybe someday we will break up in a daze."
"Don't keep cursing me."
Qin Guanglin thought for a while, "She wants to be a teacher. There are only so few teachers in the school. There shouldn't be any outstanding ones, right?"
"Be a teacher?" Qin's mother has an extraordinary affection for the profession of teachers, "Then you have to hurry up, such a good girl is hard to find."
"You have to help me, I don't have a clue, I'm too passive." Qin Guanglin was a little nervous by Qin Ma's words just now, feeling uneasy.
"Wait for me to think about it."
Seeing Qin's mother lost in thought, Qin Guanglin picked up the porridge and poured it into his mouth, cleaned up the table and sat opposite her, waiting for instructions.
"Do you know her friend? Or does she know your friend?" Qin Ma asked.
Qin Guanglin shook his head, "I don't know."
"That won't work. Your circle of friends must have an intersection, which is conducive to development."
"It seems reasonable."
"Do you have common hobbies?" Mother Qin asked again.
"Reading."
"No, it's too little." Qin Ma, an emotional expert, put forward a guiding opinion: "The more common interests you have, the better. It's best for two people to do it together."
Qin Guanglin patted his thigh, "Yes! Why didn't I think of that?"
"Because you're stupid." Mother Qin scorned.
"What else? Teach me more."
"I have to think about it slowly, and I will tell you when I think about it."
Qin Guanglin sat for a long while, knowing that this matter was too urgent, he just found an umbrella and prepared to go out.
"Think hard, I'll go out for a walk." He greeted Qin's mother, "I won't come back for lunch."
"Where are you going?"
"Stroll by the Luo River."
Idle is idle, why not go to the river to catch some wind, Luo River is of great significance to Luo City, and landscape paintings about Luo River will never worry about selling—of course, it must be well painted.
Whether it is dating or marriage, money is indispensable.
Going out with an umbrella, the road outside is a little wet, there are not many pedestrians on the street, and they are all in a hurry. The little chubby dun'er squatted at the door of the Laopan convenience store and teased Heitan. When he saw Qin Guanglin, he shouted: "Brother Lin! I will leave tomorrow. Take Heitan's painting to the competition!"
"Okay, come back with a prize." Qin Guanglin responded.
What are the awards for elementary school? Stationery box? Eraser
Little Pang Duner was full of confidence, "I will definitely win the prize, and I will give you the prize when the time comes!"
"Keep it to yourself."
Qin Guanglin declined his kindness, and walked slowly towards the bus stop, thinking about what Qin's mother said after graduation, as if the campus relationship is quite fragile
Making yourself better is the way to go.
The dense drizzle made a slight sound on the umbrella, and the car next to it drove across the road without splashing water, but the tires still brought some mud beads. He tried to walk on the far side of the road.
A lot of people were crowded under the awning at the bus station waiting for the bus, maybe some of them were simply hiding from the rain, and several of them didn't hold umbrellas.
Instead of occupying the few sheltered spots, Qin Guanglin stood beside the bus stop holding an umbrella, quietly watching the bus approach, paused for a moment to let the passengers get on the bus, and then drove away.
The bus is like a huge iron monster, it has to eat a few people at every stop, Qin Guanglin suddenly has the idea of buying a bus - not only will it be much more convenient, but it will also save why not squeeze around in the bus.
He knew why he didn't like any physical contact with people. When she was outside, whether it was handing others things or paying money, she would try her best to put the money on the table or counter, and seldom handed it to others directly.
Thinking about his savings, Qin Guanglin felt that this was feasible. On the premise of not affecting his life, he could buy a mid-level car with his current income as soon as next year. Anyway, he already got his driver's license when he was in college.
(end of this chapter)