The research room immediately fell silent. The words were extremely intense, almost pointing at Gu Hongdie's nose and scolding her. But he was a junior and a pro-student, so of course he bowed his head and accepted the instructor's criticism. He repeatedly admitted his mistakes and admitted that the paper was too impetuous. After that, he entered the research institute to search for authentic and credible documents from many sources and completed the rigorous academic treatise that he should have.
After scolding for half an hour, the tortoise-shell glasses professor sitting next to instructor Gu Hongdie coughed and interjected: "Teacher Xu, it's almost twelve o'clock. It's almost time for everyone to go to dinner. What are the last few questions I want to ask?"
"Professor Hu." Instructor Gu Hongdie made a gesture of invitation.
The old professor who was sitting in the middle of the defense group and was re-employed said: "Student Gu, your thesis is the most innovative one among the students in these years. For this, I want to pay tribute to your spirit of inquiry first. Show respect.”
Gu Hongdie immediately bowed.
Then, the professor took off his glasses, put his palms flat on his knees, and said gently without changing his tone:
"According to your definition, 'power' is the definition of a country's armed forces, strategy, and potential for waging war, including the willingness to use force. A political system that establishes and enforces rules for society. 'Culture' is shared traditional concepts, Religious, artistic and written roots, informal institutions such as customs and lifestyles, provide countless symbols that give special meaning to things belonging to a certain entity. Simply put, 'power' is a real factor that affects secular politics, based on Realpolitik, 'culture' is the social element that makes up a secular state."
"Exploring the subtle relationship between power and culture has been a major task for historians since then. There is no absolutely true history, but we can pursue a relatively true history. The problem is that we cannot change the concept."
"The second chapter of your paper, 'The Bankrupt Pacific Order', emphasizes that the failure of the island chain country's 'Pacific Order' plan was mostly attributed to the naivety and slow response of the top officials at the time, emphasizing that the military interfered with the normal operation of the government. Under the influence of common cultural factors such as 'silent killing' and 'virtual king' inherent in the island chain, this order has gone bankrupt. So, among the practical factors, have you considered the resistance to aggression by the countries along the Pacific Sea?"
The professor's voice was still gentle and the tone remained unchanged, but Gu Hongdie's spine began to feel chilly. The seminar room was so silent that you could hear a needle drop.
"I agree that the psychology of the parties concerned should be considered to a certain extent, but under the will of the country, politicians are given personalities. You cannot put culture above power. Your entire article ignores crucial realities such as war violence and resistance in occupied areas. Factors that flow into the hands of those who are willing to deconstruct the justice of war in disguise, placing expansionary aggression in culturally oriented power politics and cognitive attitudes. In other words, you exonerate war criminals and attribute the blame to cultural creators. That is, the people!”
Gu Hongdie lowered her head and held her speech notes, not knowing how to answer. A few days ago, her supervisor had an argument with her. Professor Hu had a lot of objections to her thesis, but she also planned to pursue a master's and doctoral degree. Judging from the country's current academic decline, there was no way she could get around this group of people. It's hard to hear that no matter how ugly a daughter-in-law is, she still has to meet her parents-in-law, and she will die early and be born early.
The seminar room was silent for a long time. No one dared to express an opinion on such a big topic. Even if it was just a vague joke, it would not be good.
In the end, it was instructor Gu Hongdie who said haha: "I think the starting point of the paper is quite good. I will revise it again, revise it again..."
Professor Hu put on his glasses and did not reply. He put a check mark on the defense comment form, which was regarded as a step down.
"Okay, the defense is passed! Let's go eat quickly!" Instructor Gu Hongdie said, slapping her hands twice.
Academics are academics, and belly is belly. It’s already half past twelve, and there will be no food if we don’t go to the cafeteria, so everyone leaves with a bang.
"I'll wait for you at the door~" Seeing that her instructor had something to explain, Gu Hongdie's roommate whispered.
Gu Hongdie's instructor, Xu Rui, said helplessly to his student: "I know that your family has a way to protect you, otherwise I would not agree with you to choose this question and continue to do it, but you must understand that there are risks in doing this question. Yes, there are some things that I don’t know but you understand. The question that Xiao He did was also made difficult for his tutor. You two are really like the boss of the academy and are not human beings."
"I don't know if I'm wrong, I'll do it next time." Gu Hongdie tilted her head and said.
Xu Rui laughed angrily, took off his gold-rimmed glasses, cleaned them and put them in his pocket, saying: "Okay, okay, the world will be yours sooner or later. Mr. Hu hates Yaizhen looking for reasons to interfere with this and that. Don't look at Mr. Hu today. He’s training you hard, he’s protecting you.”
"Should I visit next time?" Gu Hongdie hesitated.
"It depends on what you mean, he's not very popular..."
As he was talking, the alarm suddenly sounded loudly, and the emergency lights in the corridor flashed. Gu Hongdie said speechlessly: "Aren't people allowed to eat? Are you holding an air defense drill again?"
The clinker radio sounded not a mechanical synthesized voice, but an anxious female voice: "Attention all school personnel! Air raid siren! Air raid siren! This is not a drill! This is not a drill! Move the civil defenses as quickly as possible! Repeat..."
Gu Hongdie and Xu Rui looked at each other. This is Longshan, the capital of the alliance. Who dares to break the Xingping Island Agreement and launch an air raid on the underground city of the capital? !
The outbreak of the third total war? !
"Let's go!"
Seeing Gu Hongdie's stunned look, Xu Rui grabbed her by the collar and slapped her awake. She called out to her roommate who was also stunned at the door, and followed the two girls out of the fire escape.
After leaving the "Brick Factory", the air-raid sirens rang loudly, but it took a long time for the crowd to appear throughout Longda. Many students were kicked out by the security guards holding their books. They had experienced too many air-raid rehearsals since they were young, but in the past few decades, they have never Not a single bomb fell within the Union borders. It wasn't until the artificial sun on the dome shook violently that even the light dimmed that the first scream broke out.
"Is it an underground bomb? They're all here!" Gu Hongdie covered her head with her bag and held her roommate tightly. In the panic of the crowd, two petite girls were pushed left and right.
"Advance to the tunnel!" Her instructor struggled to protect the two students and shouted: "Students! Pay attention to order! Pay attention to order! Don't panic! Don't panic!"
There are three defense fortifications everywhere in the underground city. At the end of the last century, under the control of the dead hand system, there were still sporadic missile attacks, and secondary geological disasters were delayed until the beginning of this century. But where have these Reconstruction generation students experienced real war? Although they were all elite students exempted from military service, they still had to undergo regular military training. As discipline was aroused, students soon took the initiative to maintain order and guide subsequent classmates to the nearest underground tunnel.
"Light curtain! The light curtain is going to fall!" The crowd shouted. Gu Hongdie looked up and saw in horror that the corner of the artificial sun in Tamamo District was collapsing!
The energy-gathering light panels on the dome fell like fire and hit Tianhai Long Street. A group of military-branded jeeps and official vehicles crashed into the collapsed building. The thirty-meter-high street lamp was cut off at the waist. A huge dust was raised. Looking around, the sun was shining. The white lights are extinguishing one after another, and the darkness of a thousand meters underground is sweeping!
"Go in! Don't look!" Two men in ties took out their guns and fired into the air to suppress the panic. Seeing Gu Hongdie staring blankly at the sky, they slapped her on the back of the head and roared at her to get in quickly.
"The sun! The sun is gone!"
Amidst the cries of fear, Gu Hongdie was squeezed into the tunnel by the crowd. Amidst dizziness and tinnitus, the iron door closed heavily, taking away the last ray of light.
