In the face of Father Lu's almost questioning inquiry, Li Jian still looked calm.

After first looking at Mother Lu, who was standing on the side and muttering the corners of her mouth and wanted to say something, and then at Lu Yufei, who was desperately glaring at herself, Li Jian said lightly:

"Mr. Lu's previous words, can I understand it this way, Mr. Lu actually thinks that my education is relatively low, and I am not worthy of Yufei's dignified master's degree in foreign countries, and I am not worthy of the scholarly fragrance of Mr. Lu's professors, right?"

In the final analysis, Lu Yufei is just her partner, not her true lover. Father Lu is just a passer-by to Li Jian, not the mother and father of the family, Li Jian can't make compromises in order to take into account their feelings.

Therefore, hearing the words of the father who came out, he seemed to look down on himself, and Li Jian couldn't help but speak directly,-for-tat. Even the tone is a little aggressive.

Father Lu has a good self-cultivation, although the mockery in Li Jian's tone is already obvious, he did not change color, but continued indifferently as before:

"It's not a question of deserving or not. As for the 'teacher' and 'professor' you are talking about, they are just a profession, but the social division of labor is different, and there is no distinction between high and low.

The reason why I said this before is only because the two of you have too different educational backgrounds, and your growth environment, living environment, personality, and hobbies are completely different, so I am worried that you are just coming together on impulse now. After a long time, I found that the two people couldn't get along at all, and when the time came to break up, it would not only hurt Feifei, but also you.

I am a father and I am responsible for my daughter's future well-being. I advise you, and I am also responsible for you. ”

Seeing the sincerity of what Father Lu said and the sincerity of his eyes, Li Jian's attitude was also a little relaxed, but he still defended:

Mr. Lu's words sound reasonable, but I disagree. I didn't learn much, that's right. But just because I learn less doesn't mean I learn less.

Didn't Mr. Tao Xingzhi also say, 'Society is the best university'?

In terms of what I have learned, in the past eight years of being in the society, I have not necessarily been less than a real college student, a master's student, a doctoral student, and even many professors!"

Li Jian's words are very arrogant, a student who graduated from a mere high school is unashamed to claim that his knowledge is not inferior to that of college students, masters, doctors, and even professors.

This made Dad Lu, who was always known for his rigorous studies in school, couldn't help but be a little angry. In school, Dad Lu dislikes those students who are less than half a bottle, and for those who don't know the height of the sky when they learn something, they can't even look down on them.

Now that he sees his daughter's boyfriend, it seems that he is such a superficial person, and Father Lu is naturally even more unbearable.

Therefore, after Li Jian's words, Father Lu suddenly sat up straight, and his tone began to become aggressive:

"Oh, you still know Mr. Tao Xingzhi, and you still know the saying 'society is the best university'. Can I ask what you have learned at the social university over the years? Let me see which subject you are now equivalent to a Ph.D. and a professor in which subject?"

In the face of Father Lu's stern questioning, Li Jian was not stunned at all, he also straightened his waist, looked directly into Father Lu's eyes, and said without concession:

"A lot!"

Seeing that the old and the young were facing each other, the atmosphere became very stagnant, Lu's mother was a little anxious, and Lu Yufei was even more anxious.

Lu Yufei and Li Jian are different, since Li Jian already knows that a fake girlfriend can prevaricate the endless blind date arranged by her mother, then even if there is a falling out here, you can hire a girlfriend anywhere else, and there are not too many girls who are willing to rent them out these days.

As long as you have money to make, pretending to be a girlfriend, playing with, **, and meeting your parents, it's not a problem.

But Lu Yufei is a girl, and she is a very beautiful girl, and hiring a boyfriend is a very dangerous matter.

Who knows if the hired person is a scumbag or not, in case he accidentally falls for something, he will lose a lot.

Even if it's not scum, a bad one, sticking a piece of kraft candy, it's just as troublesome.

For the current Lu Yufei, Li Jian, a fake boyfriend who doesn't look at each other right, has a decent character, and has no intersection in life, but can help each other, is difficult to find with a lantern.

Therefore, Lu Yufei, who was still thinking about watching the excitement, saw that the two men were about to become cockfights, so they had to jump out and stir up.

"Dad, how can you talk like that? Li Jian, he's different from ordinary high school graduates!"

"Oh, tell me, what's the difference?"

"Uh...... He...... He ......"

Originally, Lu Yufei jumped out to temporarily keep the status of Li Jian's boyfriend, and more so to prevent the two men who were already on the opposite side from completely stiffening the atmosphere. Now that my father suddenly asked, she really couldn't find anything to say for a while.

And Lu's father didn't care about his daughter's words. In the eyes of him, a woman who has been carried away by love, looking at her own man, everything is good.

So after seeing her own words, it is not surprising that her daughter was stunned for a while, and she couldn't continue to open her mouth. Just after smiling a little contemptuously, he turned his head again, wanting to continue to fight with Li Jian.

At this time, seeing that the two men were about to exchange fire again, Lu Yufei finally showed her wit, thought of what she could say, and hurriedly said:

"He knew German, he knew Shelley's poetry. By the way, it wasn't strange when I told him that you were a professor of philosophy, but you were working as a consultant at an investment institution.

It is also said that investing is closely related to mathematics. And what's 'a good philosopher is half a mathematician, a good mathematician is half a philosopher' or something!"

Lu Yufei's words finally aroused the interest of Father Lu, and his face, which had always been cold and hard before, was a little moved, and he looked at Li Jian curiously and said:

"Oh, isn't it easy, can you say, 'A good philosopher must be half a mathematician, and a good mathematician must be half a philosopher!'"

"That's not what I said, this is Frege's exact words, I don't dare to take it!"

For Dad Lu's praise, Li Jian did not hesitate and pushed back.

As a result, Li Jian's answer completely aroused Father Lu's curiosity, and the coldness on his face gradually faded, and he replaced it with the same expression that the teacher had when he was taking the school entrance examination, and continued:

"You know Frege?"

"He's a world-class celebrity in academia, isn't he? I've heard of him weirdly?"

"Do you really know? Tell me, what kind of person he is?"

Frege, whose full name was Friedrich Ludwig Gottlob Frege, was a German. He was born in 1848 in the city of Wismar on the German coast and died in 1925.

He studied mathematics, physics, chemistry and philosophy at the Universities of Jena and Göttingen, and received his doctorate in 1873. Since then, he has been teaching at the University of Jena.

During his lifetime, his main works include "Conceptual Calculus - A Thinking Symbolic Language Composed of Arithmetic Language", "The Basis of Arithmetic - Logical and Mathematical Research on the Concept of Logarithms", "Basic Laws of Arithmetic", etc.

He was a mathematician who co-founded 'logical mathematics' with Briton Boole, and a philosopher who founded the school of 'analytic philosophy' with Bertrand Russell.

……”

As Li Jian told Frege's life resume one by one, especially when he heard that Li Jian could not only tell Frege's full name without mistakes, but also the year of birth and death, place of birth, title of the book and other information were good, Father Lu became more and more curious.

You must know that although Papa Lu is a professor in the Department of Philosophy, he has studied the field of Western philosophy, especially modern Western philosophy. So he knows a lot about Frege, the founder of 'analytic philosophy', but even he may not be able to remember his life history so clearly.

So, he had to wonder if there was something greasy in this.

"Could it be that this kid deliberately colluded with his daughter to scare me, or to please me, and memorized it in advance?"

After thinking about this, Dad Lu became more and more divine.

"Do you have a study in philosophy?"

"I've seen a little bit of it!"

Li Jian's tone was still cold when he answered, his attitude was very indifferent, and he had the demeanor of a master.

If his virtue fell into the eyes of the Xiang sisters, he would feel that Li Jian was very pretending and very superior, and he would have expected that this guy should be very proficient in philosophy.

Because when the sisters asked Li Jian's level of French, drums, keyboards, bass, and guitar, Li Jian replied with this expression, tone, and words.

As a result, it turned out later that this guy's so-called 'seen a little bit' and 'learned a little bit' level are definitely high beyond the sky.

However, Li Jian fell into the eyes of Lu's father, who was already prejudiced against him and had never seen Li Jian's pretending to succeed, but it was not that taste at all.

Not only did he not feel that Li Jian had a superior demeanor, but he felt that Li Jian was very frivolous and ignorant of the sky. I feel that I have studied all my life, and my broad and profound philosophy has been despised by this stinky boy.

Therefore, the unhappiness in Father Lu's tone, which was originally a little unpleasant, became rich again.

"Can you tell me, then, which school of philosophy your own philosophy belongs to?"

"The so-called philosophy is actually different people's different perceptions of the world, and I am not someone else, so my philosophy of life is also different from that of people. If you have to define it, it can be said that there are no genres, and it can also be said that it is close to many genres. ”

"Oh, yes, can I know what your philosophy of life looks like?"

"If it is the closest to my philosophy of life, it should be regarded as our Chinese 'Taoist philosophy', a natural worldview and methodology. It is more advocating the way of 'inner saint and outer king'. ”

"There are not many people in this era who still uphold such classical philosophical concepts, after all, the world is built on science. Interpreting the world with Taoist utopian philosophy, don't you feel that the foundation is too vain?"

"Of course, I don't realize it, in fact, in my opinion, the so-called science is the greatest superstition. Everything that cannot be explained by science is branded as superstition.

Like the 'theology' that has now been completely buried by science, is it really useless?

In fact, many times, when science goes further and enters a new realm, it will be found that the original theology, the original ancients, have already come!"

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