The bamboo pole was imaged through the Lingbo Network, and he looked directly at it with a smile: "I won't say much else. You have taken both my class and Secretary He's class, so you don't have any thoughts?"
"...Yes." In Ronan's heart, he was not as hesitant as in his mouth. After all, He Yueyin and Zhugan both taught "cultural classes" and their styles were completely different, so he couldn't help but make some comparisons in private.
Zhugan encouraged: "Tell me, tell me."
Needless to say, there is no need to say much about the teaching method of Zhugan. As for He Yueyin, Ronan thought for a while and said: "Sister Yueyin teaches. All kinds of materials are at your fingertips. They are extensive and detailed, and the context is clear. It is very fascinating."
"anything else?"
"The arguments are well-argued, the promises are meaningful, and they are often penetrating. Many times they point directly to the deep-seated activities behind important events. The relationship between the secular world and the inner world, the traditional political structure and the new forces of capable people is smooth and clear."
Zhugan's brows twitched: "What you said, I think I have done pretty much the same. Of course, forget about 'promise and righteousness'. But don't just praise me, you don't have any shortcomings? Or is it different from me?" "
Seeing Ronan's hesitation, he continued to persuade: "Don't worry, I won't be a big talker, and if I say so, people are open-minded and won't care."
"I don't know much about shortcomings." Ronan is an honest kid after all. He doesn't want to criticize others behind his back, so he ponders for a moment, "The difference from you is that the knowledge points in class are denser and the pace is faster than yours. Much more.”
Zhugan laughed loudly and clapped his hands hard: "That's right."
"Huh?" Ronan didn't understand what was so funny about this.
Zhugan further reminded him: "Is this the same reason for the class schedule he arranged for you? From morning to night, follow every step?"
"Uh, okay, it's not too tight. Besides, if you don't do this, how can you master knowledge as quickly as possible?"
"Of course you think it's normal, because you and her are the same person. They are both a taut strong bow, and when they shoot arrows, they are sharp and indestructible, but what about normal times?"
Ronan was slightly stunned. This was the first time he heard someone put him and He Yueyin side by side.
Zhugan continued to comment: "Secretary He's fast pace, no one in the entire branch can keep up, as if there is a beast chasing her from behind. Since she joined, she has assisted in branch affairs and formulated various systems. Of course it is very good, but a It is a loose association, and it is not in a wartime state. Who can persevere every day? Among a hundred people, ten are accustomed to it, ten are persistent, fifty are struggling, and thirty are holding back. Without waiting to deal with external enemies, there will be internal chaos. It collapsed first..."
Ronan seriously suspected that Zhugan took the opportunity to complain.
As a hacker, this guy is naturally suspicious of all binding forces. He is a standard anarchist. He never hides this when teaching.
But Ronan admired Zhugan very much. He was the best partner with He Yueyin in these actions and had the highest tacit understanding.
"We're going too far, we're talking about examples." Zhugan adjusted his position on the ergonomic chair again, with a look of helplessness on his face, "In a sense, people like Secretary He are very selfish. Don't doubt it. I'm also talking about you. Consciously or unconsciously, I always think that the earth rotates according to your rhythm."
"Self" Ronan could only listen.
"Not to mention, Secretary He is actually a good person, a bit like a savior. She always feels that what she does is good for everyone, and she has a sense of mission to take all living beings in the world as her own responsibility. Maybe with her family background, she does know more than us. It's so secretive, dangerous, and has unspeakable difficulties, but for a hopeless guy like me, it's a bit boring and makes people less interested in pursuing it."
At this point, Zhugan's eyes squinted: "What about you?"
"..."
After a moment of silence, Ronan wondered: "Why didn't you say anything?"
Bamboo pole spread his hands: "I'm asking you, you are much more autistic than Secretary He, and his goals are clearer, his skills are more sophisticated, and his mind is clearer than yours. He also knows his own shortcomings and is constantly correcting and improving. Just you It’s different. I’m only 16 now, right? I’m underage, immature, and have an undefined temperament. I also have a bunch of weird thoughts in my head. If I don’t say them out, how tired is it to use my brain to guess? "
Ronan twitched the corner of his mouth. This was not the first time he heard similar comments, but it was also rare to use examples like Zhugan to illustrate it, but he felt a little sorry for He Yueyin.
He was about to speak, but Zhugan raised his hand: "There is no need to say any more about those things like justifying the name of 'Format Theory' and guarding mother's works."
What else can you say? Ronan choked suddenly.
Zhugan stared at him for a while and then sighed: "Don't you have any other goals?"
Ronan also imitated him and spread his hands: "This is not enough? What else do you need?"
Zhugan sighed again: "Isn't this enough?"
"ah?"
"What else are you analyzing? After a long discussion, the conclusion is already clear: you and Secretary He are on the same side, living life with a tight bowstring. Your goals are the source of your stress, because those things are difficult to deal with. difficult to realize."
Ronan didn't like hearing this: "Is it difficult to achieve?"
"As long as it involves confrontation, it's difficult." Zhugan took care of Ronan's emotions, erasing one key word and highlighting another, "Who is standing on your opposite side? If the gap is too big, the harder you work, The greater the pressure. Unless you have the ability to level everything, at least you have the ability to make most people compromise, just like His Majesty the Emperor Wu did."
Ronan was silent.
"Even His Majesty the Martial Emperor, she rarely directly confronts a behemoth. For her, growth and expansion are the first priority. It is proactive, prioritized and step-by-step. It doesn't matter if you go around in circles for this purpose. On the contrary, you can Accumulate strength more calmly.
"Secretary He's route is also very clear, which is to integrate the stragglers of the association. The methods may be questionable, but she has a strong back, many resources, and even less selfishness.
"What about you? Follow your goal and rush all the way, avoiding all traps and traps. Fortunately, you are a stubborn piece of iron. You can only treat ordinary passes as hammering. If you had not been there, you would have been smashed into meat paste. But further on, Are Quantum Corporation, the Just Order, and those from the General Assembly going to continue to hammer you? Or are they going to set up a blast furnace and burn you in one breath?"
Ronan's eyelids moved. This was what he was worried about.
However, at this point, it seems that the direction of the bamboo pole talk has shifted again, and it is no longer just a simple analysis.
Ronan was still unsure, so he followed his tone and asked, "Brother Zhugan, what do you think I should do next?"
Only when he said the words did he remember that he had asked for advice in this way not long ago. At that time, Zhugan refused, which led to two examples of His Majesty the Emperor Wu and He Yueyin.
Sure enough, the bamboo pole stretched out his hand and nodded at him: "That's it again, what's the point of asking me? I bet that with your temper, no matter what others say, when things come to pass, you will just go with your temper and go ahead! Whether it’s a hammerhead or a blast furnace, it doesn’t make any difference.”
Ronan really didn't have much hope for his control. However, he admitted that Zhu Guan was wrong: "I don't want to play 'flat trip'. Who wouldn't be happy if I could achieve my goal more easily? But when things get done, When the time comes, I have no choice at all.”
"Then why do you keep getting to the point where 'something is about to happen'?"
"..." Ronan really thought about it seriously. When did he start to fall into that point of no retreat?
He didn't get the answer, but one thing was clear. If days like this continued, there would be more and more "things come to an end", and his chances of making choices would become less and less until they were gone.
Looking at his expression, Zhugan could probably understand Ronan's current confusion: "So, I still say the same thing, if I were you, I would go as far as I could and run as far as I could. Not because of fear or cowardice, but because of Only when we have enough space as a buffer can we grow stronger and have room for choice.”
"That's impossible." Ronan refused without even thinking about it.
Zhugan had anticipated this, and without blinking an eye, he said: "Then you need a shield and a rein. The shield gives you a chance to regain your breath on the battlefield, and the reins can rein in you when your head is hot. Your neck."
Ronan blinked: "Brother Zhugan, you can be more straightforward."
Zhugan rolled his eyes: "I've said it bluntly enough... Well, what I mean is, you need to find a backer."
"Backer? Who do you rely on?"
Zhugan looked at him like he was looking at an idiot: "Who can you rely on in Xia Cheng now?"
"President Ouyang..."
"You idiot, get out of here!"
Ronan snorted, feeling quite unfair. There were only two extraordinary people in Xia Cheng who could protect him. He immediately thought what was wrong with Ouyang Chen?
After thinking about it again, Ronan realized that the example of using up the bamboo pole to carry it out was by no means just a casual talk.
"You want me to take refuge with His Majesty the Martial Emperor?"
Seeing Zhugan's expression, Ronan knew that he had finally guessed it right. However, he didn't quite understand Zhugan's thinking: "What is the difference between President Ouyang and His Majesty Emperor Wu? Besides, am I not protected by them now?"
"The Xiacheng branch is taking care of you. It is a business matter. Since it is a business matter, it is subject to procedural restrictions, and there will definitely be loopholes. The best proof is that there will always be something like this. The same reason can be used for Ouyang Hui With such a long body, who made him the president?"
Zhugan pointed his finger over again: "What's more important is that in a loose organization like the association, no one can control you at all. If you are allowed to do stupid things, there is no means of restraint. He Yueyin is quite suitable. , but she took the wrong position from the beginning, acting like the boss’s secretary, etc. It’s so embarrassing.”
Ronan was slightly embarrassed: "Brother Zhugan, you are an anarchist and control everything you say and say. Is that really okay?"
"At least I never cause trouble." He stabbed Ronan in the chest with a bamboo pole and twisted it. "I rarely do stupid things. Even so, sometimes I will find a place to rest and earn some extra money. of."
"Huh?"
"Stupid, I'm a lobbyist now, Boss Luo!"
(Another all-nighter. If I don’t get promoted, I will stop... I thought this when I was in a daze.
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