Rebel Demon King

Chapter 3 The Thinker in a Race with Fate

(The deepest spirit must also be the most frivolous. This is almost a formula of my philosophy. - Nietzsche)
Such a question and tone of voice were actually a bit lacking in etiquette, so Cheng Mo glanced at Li Jiting indifferently, then looked at the glass cup on his table, and said neither humble nor overbearing: "The water in the glass is crystal clear, and the water in the sea is dim. Profound. Small truths can be explained clearly in words, but great truths can only be expressed in great silence.”

As the saying goes, if you don't want to be strong, Cheng Mo doesn't care who is at the table and how old they are, and directly uses Tagore's poems, mocking Li Jiting for not knowing the truth.

Hearing Cheng Mo's answer, Li Jiting couldn't help laughing, he didn't care about Cheng Mo's insincere ridicule, and asked again: "Is this why your father named you Cheng Mo?" Poems without love, I will definitely never know Tagore's uncommon lines.

Cheng Mo replied softly: "I guess it should be, because he admires Wittgenstein very much."

The reason for his soft voice is that he can't use all his strength to do anything, and he must save as much energy as possible.

Hearing Cheng Mo's answer, everyone present smiled and nodded, except for Cheng Mo's uncle Cheng Jidong who was at a loss.

Ordinary people will naturally not know who Wittgenstein is, let alone that Wittgenstein believes that when the object is something so grand that it cannot be said, one should remain silent and in awe.

For example, a short philosophical theory, such as the ideal of life and other imaginary things.

Although some philosophical theories have only a few words, they cannot be explained clearly by tens of thousands of words, because people's ability to express is limited; although some ideals are far away and unattainable, those who pursue the impossible should not be ridiculed .

So sometimes "silence" is a noble attitude.

Li Jiting laughed and said: "You are a bit interesting, using Tagore's poems to express Wittgenstein's philosophy. I thought you and your old-fashioned father were the same way, but I didn't expect you to be much more interesting than your father! I like!"

It's a little disrespectful to laugh so happily at someone else's funeral banquet, but everyone here is of high status, and they are all masters of the Academy of Social Sciences. They are far more open to things like "life and death" than ordinary people. Not to mention being bound by ordinary secular rules, so they all looked at Cheng Mo and smiled, looking at Cheng Mo's eyes, there was a bit of relief that a tiger father has no dogs.

Li Jiting said again: "Your grades must be very good! This year you are in the first year of high school, and the college entrance examination is two years away. Have you ever thought about following in your father's footsteps to study in Tsinghua University?"

Cheng Mo recalled his painful experience of being disobedient in the capital, and said without hesitation: "I won't go to Tsinghua University!"

Li Jiting was a little surprised and said, "Uh? Why? Then what university are you planning to take?"

Cheng Mo didn't explain that he couldn't go to the capital because of his health, but just said: "I will take the university entrance examination in Xingcheng." Although he didn't want to be confined to one city, there is no doubt that there is everything he is familiar with here, as well as doctors who are familiar with him. , his chances of survival can be greatly increased.

Li Jiting naturally thought that Cheng Mo might not be confident in his grades, because generally speaking, local universities would lower the score line for local students, so he said: "It doesn't matter if your grades are a little worse in Tsinghua University, I will give you an idea." Method."

Wang Shanhai, who was sitting next to Li Jiting, couldn't help interjecting: "Tsinghua University is good, but our university in Star City is not bad, and the School of Philosophy at Yuelu Academy is a strong department with a long history."

Li Jiting smiled and said: "Dean Wang, I didn't say that Yuelu Academy is not good, I just hope that Cheng Mo can follow his father's path, take a look, and you must know that Yongze was in Tsinghua University back then. People, now our Tsinghua Alumni Network is using Cheng Yongze's photo as the cover. At that time, countless girls regarded him as an ideal object, and the love letters they received were piled up. Besides, my dad is Yongze's tutor, so I It’s a good story to be Mo’s mentor!”

Hearing Li Jiting's words, everyone finally understood why Li Jiting condescended to attend Cheng Yongze's funeral. They also lamented that Cheng Mo would be able to enjoy the shadow of his father, and it is only logical that Cheng Mo will be able to enjoy his father's shadow in the future. matter.

It's just that everyone here doesn't quite understand why the Li family promised such a big favor after Cheng Yongze's death. After all, Cheng Yongze is just a dead genius who has no foundation in China, let alone anything. Children of the family.

Cheng Mo still didn't explain that he couldn't go to the capital because of his health, let alone Tsinghua University, but just bowed slightly and said: "Then I thank you!" He wanted to keep this opportunity, and he also knew what Li Jiting's promise meant, Although he doesn't need it, it doesn't mean that he won't need this favor in the future.

Li Jiting smiled and said: "Don't say thank you first, you have to answer my question!" Li Jiting paused for a while and asked: "Why do you like philosophy?"

This is a question that does not have a standard answer. Everyone has their own answer in their hearts, and everyone has their own criteria for judging the answer to this question.

A table full of well-known masters from Hunan Province and even the whole country were watching with great interest how the son of Cheng Yongze, the youngest academic member in Huaxia, would answer this question.

Cheng Mo was silent for a moment under the eyes of everyone, then shook his head and said, "Actually, I don't really like philosophy, I just don't want me to die without thinking about anything."

As soon as this sentence was uttered, the slightly relaxed and cheerful atmosphere immediately came to an abrupt end. Although what Cheng Mo said was deafening, it was a little too unconventional for a child to talk about life and death in front of a group of elderly people, as if for the sake of Give new words to express sorrow.

Everyone felt that Cheng Mo's answer was a bit degrading. Of course, they didn't know that the child in front of them had a terminal illness, and they lived in the present day without knowing whether there would be a tomorrow.

Cheng Jidong couldn't understand what Cheng Mo said earlier, but the meaning of what Cheng Mo said was clear enough. Seeing that the atmosphere suddenly froze, Cheng Jidong quickly explained with a wry smile: "My nephew was supposed to be with you. He is as talented as his father, but his fate is so bad

Naturally, the group of scholars would not laugh at Cheng Jidong's illiteracy, and did not specifically point out his mistakes. They just looked at each other and sighed in their hearts when they saw Cheng Mo, whose face was so clear that he seemed unmoved. They didn't know what to say. Cheng Mo's image became deep again, like a thinker.

Li Jiting was also stunned for a moment, and did not speak for a long time. After watching Chengmo for a long time with an uncertain expression, he reached out and patted him on the shoulder and said, "Only the tip of death's nose can make us feel the urgency of life, but look at your appearance." It’s very calm, which makes me very relieved, and I think your father’s spirit in heaven will bless you.”

Cheng Mo was naturally indifferent to such comfort, and said: "Actually, I'm quite afraid of death, but I know it's useless to be afraid, so I'm too lazy to be afraid. As for my dad, I hope he can order takeaway in heaven!"

Cheng Mo was still able to complain at this moment, which made Li Jiting couldn't help laughing. After laughing, he patted Cheng Mo on the shoulder again and said: "I really like you, Cheng Mo, you are more boring than your father." People are much more interesting, and I'm curious, what would you do if you didn't have this disease?"

Cheng Mo replied without much thought: "If I didn't have this disease, I think I should be a prodigal, arrogant, lazy, lazy, and muddling along."

Li Jiting shrugged his shoulders and said: "This is really an answer that surprised me. Come on, give me your mobile phone number." After speaking, Li Jiting took out his mobile phone.

Cheng Mo read out his mobile phone number, Li Jiting saved his mobile phone, dialed it, and said to Cheng Mo: "I'm serious about helping you go to Peking University. You must call me during the exam." phone!"

Cheng Mo thanked him again.

Li Jiting smiled and said, "Let's go eat!"

(End of this chapter)