Chapter 1667
Unlocking Scene
Just like what the artificial intelligence MOSS said in "The Wandering Earth 1".
It is indeed a luxury to expect humanity to remain rational forever.
Hormones, genes, and memory all influence the operation of the brain, this biological computer.
Rationality is like a program, while emotion is like a bug.
But humans are strange carbon-based beings that are barely functioning on a mountain of code made up of emotional bugs.
Good programmers know that as long as legacy bugs don't affect normal operation, even if they consume more power, they shouldn't be fixed casually.
Because the entire system might be running solely thanks to the bug-ridden teacher.
At this moment, Zhang Yuan's attempt to repair his own emotional lapses through a sincere apology caused Cheng Hao's originally stable system to crash on a large scale.
Deleting one bug brings up a whole bunch of new bugs, something like that...
Zhang Yuan looked at Cheng Hao, who stood before him with red-rimmed eyes, heavy breathing, and a distorted expression.
The gentle yet powerful professional image of the former teacher is now gone.
She even lost her previous gentle and elegant image.
She ambushed me and kicked me in the lower back. Can that be called gentle?
Zhang Yuan dared not move, not even blink.
The other person didn't say anything, just looked at him with red eyes.
Previously, the emotional issues between the two maintained a delicate balance.
Together, we safeguard that familiar yet unfamiliar feeling.
Those who have experienced a difficult breakup may understand the emptiness and awkwardness of meeting again.
Cheng Hao maintained her image very professionally.
Especially on campus.
I deliberately ignored him and kept a proper distance.
It wasn't just because the two of them were holding their breath.
Both sides believed they were right and the other was wrong.
It's also about giving your mind some breathing room.
Now that Zhang Yuanyi has apologized, this balance has been broken.
Once she released that pent-up anger, the motivation that sustained her in maintaining her image disappeared.
You apologized?
You bastard, you actually know how to admit your mistakes?
Moreover, the implication was that he acknowledged it, but only half of it!
They only admit to wronging me, but refuse to acknowledge that there was anything wrong with their own way of handling things.
Teachers hate stubborn people the most; they don't change even after being taught, and they repeat the mistakes even after being corrected.
It's one thing if they're really stupid.
I hate students who are smart but not "ambitious".
I only acknowledge half of it!
One of the reasons she left was that she hoped it would serve as a warning to the other party.
It seems you weren't asleep, you were just pretending!
My heart was filled with a mix of emotions—sweet, sour, bitter, spicy, and salty—making me feel extremely uncomfortable.
Thinking about this, she started complaining again.
Where were you all this time?!
Only now do I think to apologize.
What, you think I'm unwanted and have to stick with you?
That's the most infuriating part.
After they broke up, she wasn't without suitors.
Celebrities are good-looking and have great charisma, so how could no one be interested in them?
Not only did she have suitors, but many of her relatives and friends also introduced her to potential partners.
People from Shandong, it doesn't matter how much money you make or how famous you are.
Not taking civil service exams or not getting married and having children means not having established a career or family.
The hometown of Confucius and Mencius was like this: Confucius traveled all over the world, and besides taking students, he was also trying to become an official, which meant taking civil service exams.
This is all in accordance with the rites of Zhou.
But here's the problem.
Among those who pursued her were actors, business owners, and even a civil servant introduced by her family.
They range from section chief to department chief.
Her teaching profession is actually an advantage, especially for people who hold the idea that "men are responsible for external affairs and women for internal affairs." Being a teacher is much better than going out in public all the time.
Many men marry female celebrities just to stay home, have children, and take care of the family, thus ruining their careers as soon as they get married.
She, on the other hand, had already prepared a way out for herself.
But after meeting them, none of them satisfied her.
Or rather, if it had been a few years earlier, many of them would have satisfied her.
But now, even with the same people, there are still some things that make her dissatisfied.
There will always be one or two shortcomings in the main dimensions of ability, wealth, intelligence, appearance, and emotional intelligence.
The rich are not good-looking.
Those who are capable, those who hold official positions, are poor.
Of course, she wouldn't dare associate with officials who were very wealthy.
People with high intelligence often lack emotional intelligence; they don't know how to comfort others and only care about themselves when they speak and act.
He has good looks and emotional intelligence, but lacks ability and wealth; he clearly wants to be a gigolo.
In her case, once she's ridden in a Rolls-Royce, even if she were to ride in a Mercedes-Benz S-Class, she would still find the car's workmanship cheap and the ride quality shabby.
Many women are like this: when they are young, they date a man who is outstanding in every way, even if he is just playing around with them, they take it seriously.
And they use this as a benchmark to raise their own standards for choosing a partner.
Even if they date and get married later, they will still constantly talk about things like "my ex-boyfriend drives a Porsche" and "my ex-boyfriend lives in a big villa".
This is to satisfy one's sense of superiority in front of the opposite sex.
They don't even need to have dated rich men themselves, or their best friends to have dated rich second-generation heirs, to be able to "empathize" and even come up with a formula.
My best friend can find a rich second-generation heir, so can I, which means ordinary men are not good enough for me.
Cheng Hao wasn't that kind of foolish woman; of course, she wouldn't say it.
Not saying it doesn't mean you don't think about it.
Having tasted top-grade Wagyu beef, I wouldn't even bother looking at synthetic beef rolls, let alone eat them.
Zhang Yuan clearly raised her threshold for choosing a partner.
After all, in terms of appearance, intelligence, emotional intelligence, and ability, she could hardly find a man who could surpass him in every way.
It's even difficult to find one that surpasses it in any single aspect.
In addition, he has excellent physical strength...
There is no comparison in this respect, but I estimate that it is unparalleled.
This made her very angry.
You have destroyed my Dao heart!
At that moment, she didn't know what to say.
The two of them were stuck in that awkward silence, neither daring to move.
"My... um."
A few minutes later, Zhang Yuan couldn't hold back any longer and had to speak.
"How about we find a place to sit down and talk?"
"Who wants to talk to you!" she said angrily after catching her breath.
"Then I'll leave?" Zhang Yuan pointed to himself.
The other party was angry and confused, and didn't respond.
"Shall I sit down?"
"Or do you want to kick me again?"
Zhang Yuan had no choice but to resort to exhaustive search.
What if there's no standard answer?
He is now increasingly fond of science subjects because, whether it's mathematics, physics, or chemistry, there is only one standard answer, or one is searching for the answer.
Unlike humanities subjects, which are diverse and ever-changing, humanities subjects are not difficult to grasp.
"Phew..." Cheng Hao let out a long breath, seemingly less angry.
But his eyes were still red, and he started sniffling.
She turned her face away from him and spoke at the same time.
Does your back hurt?
"Should I feel pain or not?" Zhang Yuan asked cautiously.
Cheng Hao: ...
I'm afraid you won't feel satisfied, but I'm also afraid you'll feel too satisfied.
"Say what you think."
"If it doesn't hurt, I'll leave. If it does, I'll go find you some medicine."
"It hurts, it definitely hurts!" Zhang Yuan replied immediately.
"I just need to find someone to give me a massage."
"Who's going to rub it for you? You have to deal with it yourself." She still turned her head away, refusing to look at him.
Zhang Yuan thought to himself that he needed to take the initiative, so he stepped forward.
How have you been these days?
"How's work and life going?" "I'm doing great without you bothering me!" Her words still carried a hint of resentment.
"That's good, I'm relieved." Zhang Yuan nodded.
Let's find some time to have a meal together.
"I'd like to talk to you and find out how you're doing."
At this moment, Cheng Hao finally turned her head and looked at him with a complicated expression.
Zhang Yuan pondered, noting that there was resentment, confusion, and also a glimmer of light in that gaze.
There was also an incredibly familiar feeling.
The eyes are the seedlings of the heart.
This was the first time in a long time that the two of them had truly looked into each other's eyes.
It wasn't the kind of simple, casual eye contact you see on campus.
It wasn't the teacher-student relationship, nor was it the relationship between fellow actors or colleagues.
Most people feel a surge of emotions and a warm feeling when they see their childhood favorites that they haven't seen for many years.
Like an old car, its equipment and performance may have long been outdated.
But this car carries your memories and past, and you will always sit in it without hesitation, start it, shift gears, go for a drive, and try to find the feeling of the past.
The two sides just stared at each other.
As I looked, something seemed to appear in my gaze.
Dry wood fears a raging fire.
Zhang Yuan has been so busy lately that he hasn't had time to visit the older women. He's been traveling all over the world, acting like a firefighter, dealing with problems everywhere.
Cheng Hao has long suffered from relationship problems and has no suitable romantic partner.
Two hearts in need of comfort collided.
……
There weren't many students in the afternoon classes, and most of the classrooms in the teaching building were empty.
It only gets lively again when the students who are taking night classes arrive.
Right now, most students are either on the basketball court or shopping at the nearby mall.
Of course, some students also study in their dormitories.
Some people gather to learn about island culture.
Some study Western culture.
Even after being warned by the FBI, they forged ahead without hesitation; this demonstrates a fearless spirit of learning.
Of course, there are also those who are genuinely learning.
For example, students majoring in film and television art design.
Although the Central Academy of Drama does not have a separate animation major, with the rapid development of various industries in China in recent years, the school has also opened many basic courses related to animation and special effects.
Some students are studying Japanese anime.
The proper kind.
It wasn't any of those brands Zhang Yuan was unfamiliar with, like Queen Bee, Thunderfire Sword, PORO, Milk, or Pink Pineapple.
Several students were gathered together, watching the famous Japanese anime "EVA" on their laptops. It is the same anime that is translated as "Neon Genesis Evangelion" in China.
Creator Hideaki Anno had previously experienced the major failure of his hand-drawn animation masterpiece "Royal Space Force," which fueled a great deal of discontent with island society.
Especially the "lost thirty years".
You old guys have ruined the economy, but we young people are the ones who have to pay the price.
You still arrogantly accuse us of being useless during the Heisei era.
You've enjoyed all the good fortune, while we've taken all the blame.
Therefore, Hideaki Anno's dissatisfaction is evident in "EVA".
Later, after that bastard Anno got a beautiful girlfriend, his rebellious youth syndrome was cured... regarding his sexual repression.
The work "EVA", especially the earliest TV version, is not only about the typical Japanese boy saving the world, but also about dissatisfaction with adults and those in power.
The focus is particularly on Gendo Ikari, the father of the male protagonist Shinji Ikari.
This work contains a lot of Western religious culture and is also a standard "Oedipus complex" plot, which involves killing the father and marrying the mother.
The father, Gendo Ikari, is the villain in a certain sense, while the female protagonist, Rei Ayanami, is a clone of the male protagonist's mother.
This work deserves to be called a masterpiece in terms of character design, plot, philosophical implications, and other aspects.
It's perfect for students to use for observation and learning.
The scene being watched by the crowd is the second episode of the TV series, which is the scene where the protagonist is forced by his father to pilot Unit 1 after the Water Angel attacks Third New Tokyo.
The animation quality is superb, especially Hideaki Anno's insistence on hand-drawn animation, which makes the detailed process of the mecha's activation incredibly exciting.
Everyone watched intently, with Japanese voiceovers playing intermittently from the computer screen.
"Preparing the insertion plug."
"The insertion plug is ready."
"Main power connection".
"The first fixing bolt has been released, and the main bridge has begun to move."
"Remove the second restraint device."
"Second restraint device released!"
"Remove all safety devices."
"Unit-01 is now in free state and fully charged."
"The line is clear and unobstructed."
Finally, after a series of preparations, Unit-01 made official contact with the Water Angel.
However, not long after, Unit-01 ran out of energy.
Then comes the famous scene from the anime, where Unit-01 goes berserk.
Even when the Water Angel deployed its AT Field, it was torn apart by the rampaging Unit-01.
After being thoroughly rubbed into the ground, Unit-01 launched an attack on the Water Angel Core, which had lost its ability to resist.
After a series of devastating blows, the apostle rose up and launched a self-destruct attack.
A cross-shaped beam of light shot up from the ground, and Unit-01 emerged unharmed.
"The nation is doomed!" The students in front of their computers exclaimed in a typical island-nation style, praising the exhilarating battle.
Meanwhile, inside the performance class classroom.
I disagreed at first.
I'm a teacher!
What if someone sees you doing this in the classroom?
Nature put up a fierce resistance.
But after Unit-01 went berserk, Zhang Yuan couldn't control himself.
Moreover, the desire to develop classroom scenarios and the identity of a teacher had long since overridden all reason.
Right now, he's running on bugs.
"What if someone sees us!" Cheng Hao hurriedly straightened her clothes, cursing in a low voice.
"No, it won't happen." Zhang Yuan touched his lower back.
He knew there were no security cameras in the classroom the day before he arrived.
There's no one in the teaching building right now.
Besides, the arrow was already on the string and had to be released, so that's how it was.
Whether it's physical or psychological.
"Is your back alright?" Cheng Hao, who had just finished dressing and was trying to fix her messy hair, saw him rubbing his back and remembered the Leo kick she had performed in a moment of impulsiveness.
You can't kick a man's waist, I really am...
Too impulsive.
Now that he's vented his anger,
In the midst of the intense collision, the barriers were eliminated.
Now that her feet are off the ground, her intelligence has once again taken over.
For a long time just now, ...
"It's alright. I haven't been active for a while and haven't warmed up, so I'm a bit stiff."
After moving around a bit, Zhang Yuan felt much better.
"I'm glad you're alright. I'll be going now." She took slightly unsteady steps, patted her still flushed cheeks, and headed out.
"I'm leaving now."
"Nonsense!" she said through gritted teeth.
I'm going back to my office...
"You only care about yourself, how can I face others?"
She snatched Zhang Yuan's coat, tied it around her waist, and scurried away with hesitant little steps.
Zhang Yuan picked up his schoolbag and scratched his head.
"Are you coming home for dinner tonight?" he wanted to ask, but the person had already disappeared.
"This is quite a fuss."
He shook his head, feeling refreshed, and left the newly unlocked scene... (End of Chapter)