togophonebook Chapter 254 The Butterfly Effect (21)
Chapter 254 The Butterfly Effect (21)
Chapter 254 The Butterfly Effect (21)
Lin Yuan and the book of time, back to a month ago, this is Mu Yuan's usual apartment, surprisingly simple.
It seems that Mu Yuan, who grew up in the countryside, does not like fancy designs, nor does he have a high desire for money.
"It looks like an ordinary community, and it's still a second-hand house. Although it has been renovated, the basic house type is still old-fashioned."
Lin Yuan is dressed casually, while Mu Yuan is usually at home, so his clothes are not sloppy, they are quite neat and clean.
An old-fashioned apartment building of more than 100 square meters, looking out from the window, there is a huge camphor tree on the side of the road, the green is hazy, and it just rained heavily last night.
Although the winter in the south is not too cold, there is no floor heating in the house, so the indoor temperature is often three or four degrees lower than the outdoor temperature.
He leaned against the window sill and looked out. Some young people on bicycles came running one after another, and the bell for the end of get out of class was ringing in the distance.
"It turned out to be a university school. No wonder the apartment he lives in is so old. It is a teacher's apartment allocated by the school. As for my courses, I have to find out and review first."
On the wall of Mu Yuan's desk, Lin Yuan found the course plan of the Department of Literature for this semester. Mu Yuan only taught one course, which was the history of Chinese literature, and he was in charge of the course of Chinese Linguistics.
There are only five classes a week, three in the morning on Monday and two in the afternoon on Wednesday. There are not many classes, so it can be said that it is a rather laid-back teacher.
There was no password set on the laptop, so he quickly found the PPT of the entire course, and after a rough look, according to the teaching plan, he was now teaching the novels of the Ming and Qing Dynasties, and began to talk about Mr. Cao Xueqin's "Dream of Red Mansions".
The PPT has quite detailed descriptions of the courses. In He Xin University’s open class video, Lin Yuan also found Mu Yuan’s explanation of the Ming and Qing novels.
He went to the refrigerator and found a stack of soda crackers that had been stored for four months. While nibbling on the crackers, he watched the video.
On Muyuan’s bookshelf, there are many books related to Buddhism, a complete set of the four Agama Sutras, and the Tripitaka.
It seems that Mu Yuan is still a lover of Buddhism. There is no Buddhist altar in his apartment, which shows that he is not a devout Buddhist believer.
In Mu Yuan's daily shoulder bag, Lin Yuan really found the notebook he saw on the hotel bedside table.
There is also a book I just borrowed from the library, Yukio Mishima's "Dawn Temple", with a bookmark in it.
"All conditioned dharmas are like dream bubbles, dew and electricity, and should be viewed in this way."
Lin Yuan memorized both the Heart Sutra and the Diamond Sutra fluently. Although he didn't know much about Buddhism, sometimes he would recite Buddhist scriptures to calm himself when encountering problems.
It was the second time he saw the bookmark written by Mu Yuan, which seemed quite interesting.
In one afternoon, I hid in the room and finished all the videos and course materials, stamped and wrote on the textbook, and wrote down the knowledge points to be taught.
It was almost evening, and he had nothing to do, so he went to the cafeteria with his backpack on his back, and used the meal card for faculty and staff to get meals.
The aunt who cooks rice is rich and amiable, and greets Mu Yuan warmly when she sees Mu Yuan.
"Mr. Lin, come to eat so early today, do you want to go to the library to read again?"
While chatting, the auntie added a lot of braised eggplant and stuffed tofu to Muyuan, and also gave him a free bowl of white radish and ribs soup.
He was also fortunate to return to university and experience the feeling of eating canteen meals.
It was not time for get out of class to end, and there were not many people in the cafeteria, only a few club students gathered together, discussing in full swing, as if they were planning an event.
There is also a group of people surrounding an old professor who are discussing the topic of their graduation thesis.
The old professor is at least five or sixty years old, with gray hair and bald head, probably for the sake of appearance, he simply shaved his head. On the outside, his body looks very strong, and he is about the same as three or forty years old.
The old professor noticed that Mu Yuan was looking at him, and he nodded alertly.
After the students left one after another, they took the initiative to come up with a bowl of soup and bread to chat with Lin Yuan.
"I heard from Mr. Xu next door that you have published a new book?" The old professor picked up the sweet potato in the soup and spoke in an easy-going way, obviously he had a friendship with Mu Yuan.
Lin Yuan was stunned for a moment, then looked wittily at the meal card that the old professor had placed on the dining table, and glanced at his name.
It turned out to be Mr. Zhong from the Department of Psychology, College of Education, who was still with him.
"Yes, it's a new book. They invited me to a book signing next month. I'm still planning to take a few days off." Lin Yuan said casually.
The old professor smiled gently, "I flipped through a few pages of that book, it's very valuable, but the content of psychology is too little. Although I'm not a counselor, I still see that you are an amateur."
"Haha. Originally, I wanted to write from the perspective of literature and philosophy. After all, I'm not a professional, so I can't play tricks." Lin Yuan laughed.
The old professor waved his hand and sighed, "There are too few young people who are willing to put in the effort to carry out investigations. Most of them are just ideas on paper, and there is no practical significance for some cases based on hearsay. You have done a good job and deserve encouragement."
"Haha." Lin Yuan smiled awkwardly.
The professor praised Mu Yuan, not him. He was praised by others in vain, and he was somewhat uneasy.
But more of it is the embarrassment of outsiders. As expected, it is still difficult to play someone I am not familiar with.
"Speaking of writing a book, I remembered that I was discussing the topic of the thesis with several senior students these days. Everyone was thinking of being lazy, thinking of throwing a questionnaire survey, collecting data and then counting it on SPSS As a result, a paper can be squeezed out, and it’s fine if you don’t do experiments, and there are still people who want to make a review, which is perfunctory.” The old professor complained.
It seems that contemporary college students' perfunctory and not serious about their majors have already brought a lot of psychological shadow to him, an old professor with a slightly traditional concept.
"It's all like this. Young people have young people's ideas. Those who come out of this major don't all go in the direction of scientific research. There are many things that cannot be forced." Lin Yuan expressed his understanding.
"Although they are amateurs in writing papers, these students are still very interesting." The old professor picked up the bread and took a few bites. "It was printed on the same mold as Teacher Wen, and it is very assertive."
"Mr. Wen, what are you talking about?"
"Hey, isn't Mr. Wen Suxin and Wen from our College of Education very close to you? I heard that you introduced a few visitors to her?"
"Oh, so it's her." Lin Yuan acted as if he suddenly realized.
It turns out that Wen Suxin is also a teacher at He Xin University, no wonder Mu Yuan and her get so close.
But as a university teacher, she is also doing psychological counseling services in an outside organization, so she is quite busy at work.
I don't know if I can learn about Hu Die from Wen Suxin.
"This Teacher Wen is also a very strong woman. The students brought out from below all have ideas, and they have arranged for work after graduation early. The young people nowadays are really not as hard-educated as we used to be. "The old professor finished his bowl of soup and bid farewell in a hurry.
I got on my mountain bike and left school with a puff, and went home to accompany my granddaughter.
After Lin Yuan finished his meal, he left the cafeteria before the students got out of school, lest the crowd be crowded and it would be difficult to deal with seeing too many acquaintances.
After walking for a while on the school road covered by camphor trees, we stopped for a while by the Lake of Lover, where the big white goose and two fluffy "ugly ducklings" were being fed by the students.
Winter is the season for swans to lay eggs.
His eyes stretched slowly, and it was rare to feel the leisure and ease of winter.
At this time, someone quietly came to stand not far behind him, and seemed to be looking at the scenery of the sunset.
"He" didn't open his mouth to disturb Lin Yuan's elegance, and Lin Yuan didn't turn his head to see who it was. They stood each other for more than ten minutes.
It wasn't until the sun completely disappeared on the horizon that Lin Yuan turned around and prepared to go all the way to the library.
In a blink of an eye, he saw that person. It was a woman in a gray-black dress, with long hair and a neat ponytail. She was a little thin, but her skin was fair.
A ray of golden light fell on her face, shining on her beautiful peach eyes.
The eyes of the two met.
"It's you, you're here too." The woman smiled, her voice was a bit like a swift in spring and March.
"En." Lin Yuan nodded slightly.
Politely avoided her and walked to the main road, the woman followed behind him step by step.
She seemed to have something to say, Lin Yuan walked slowly, but she quickly caught up.
"I haven't seen you go to the library recently, did you go out to do field research again?" She said with a smile, her tone was a bit like a little girl, or she was deliberately pretending to be like a little girl.
"No, I'm taking a break recently, and I just want to go to the library to read a book today."
"Oh, what book did you borrow again?"
Although Lin Yuan didn't know who the woman was, the conversation continued naturally.
"This one." He took out the book cover from his backpack, and the woman swept it over.
"Oh, Yukio Mishima's book, I've read it, it's about a very rational man, after his best friend dies, he's obsessed with his friend's death and keeps looking for him in other people The trace of reincarnation, and finally attribute it to religion to find the answer." The woman summed up the core connotation of the whole story with a few simple words.
Lin Yuan nodded. He had seen some of Yukio Mishima's works before, but he didn't have time to finish this series.
"Mu Yuan, do you believe in reincarnation in this world?" the woman asked suddenly.
"Why do you ask me?" He was a little puzzled.
"I just think that you are a bit like the protagonist. He is a law student and is very rational. You are the same. Your words always give me this impression. A rational person like this will fall into the realm of mysticism and cannot get out. , I always feel that something is wrong." The woman stopped in the middle of speaking.
Two students came across and called her "Hello, Teacher Wen" very clearly.
The woman nodded.
It seemed that she was the legendary Wen Suxin. She was such a lively and energetic girl, which was completely different from his stereotype of the profession of a teacher.
(End of this chapter)