The web is such a good thing.

In the past, the teacher could only listen to what he taught, but now it is different, Qin Guanglin's computer has a bunch of classroom videos of various well-known professors downloaded from the Internet, not only art, but also other sociology, archaeology and other aspects.

If you continue your studies, you can certainly listen to these academic bigwigs, but it is a waste of time to go to class just because you are interested, and it is best to see them in your spare time.

Broaden the scope of knowledge and have a deeper understanding of the places of interest, this is the fun of Qin Guanglin, watching their lecture videos often has a feeling of being sudden.

Anyone who is at the top of his field will have a different way of thinking from ordinary people, and learning this way of thinking is the best way to broaden his horizons, and of course, he will also get cognitive improvement.

After watching the big guy explain Western culture for a while, Qin Guanglin went to search for papers on the difference between Chinese and Western views of love, and he seemed to understand it or not, so he thought about it and fell asleep.

May 20th, light rain.

Qin Guanglin got up and went to the window and sighed secretly, this ghost weather is definitely not suitable for going out to play, worrying.

Turned around and touched the phone on the bed, why not say good morning to him as usual, he replied, thought about it, sorted out his clothes, and planned to go out for a walk alone.

Out of the room, Qin's mother was sitting in the living room reading the newspaper, and when she saw him come out and greeted: "There is porridge in the pot." ”

"Oh good."

Qin's mother looked down at the newspaper again, and after a while, she remembered something: "There is a plate of pickles in the refrigerator that is very delicious, why not make it?" ”

At first glance, it didn't look like it was bought outside, but it was made by yourself with white radish.

"yes." Qin Guanglin remembered that if he wanted to get a small pickle, it should be that plate.

"I'll let her come to my house another day to teach me how to make it, it's good to eat."

"Okay." Qin Guanglin came out with a bowl of porridge and instructed, "Don't let her know what I said to you yesterday." ”

"Your mom isn't stupid."

Qin's mother didn't care, she didn't take it seriously, she didn't have a moment of eight characters, she didn't want to get married if she fell in love, and the silly boy was still too young.

But then again, it's not bad if you really want to succeed, the young people are pampered now, so why is this girl really much better than the average person...... Thinking of this, Qin's mother couldn't help but smile and asked, "How are you going to marry?" ”

"Just... Only... That's it. Qin Guanglin was stuck twice and didn't say why.

"What's that?"

"Uh...... After dating for a long time, they naturally got married. ”

Qin's mother sneered: "After dating for a long time, the more likely result is to break up." ”

"Phew, how is that possible?" Qin Guanglin felt that his mother was deliberately blocking herself.

"How could it be?" Qin's mother put down the newspaper and turned around, ready to have a fight with him, "Look, why don't you still go to school now, and you will graduate soon."

After she got out of school and started working, she saw more people, and her vision would definitely improve, and the society was different from the school, and the excellent people grabbed a lot of them, tsk......"

The more Qin Guanglin listened, the more wrong it became, and it made sense when he thought about it carefully, he couldn't drink half a bowl of porridge in his hand, so he simply put it on the table, "Then what should I do?" ”

"What does she like about you?" Qin's mother turned into an emotional expert and began to help analyze.

"I don't know."

"That's over." Qin's mother shook her head, "Maybe one day we will break up in a daze." ”

"Don't curse me."

Qin Guanglin thought for a while, "She wants to be a teacher, there are only so many teachers in the school, there shouldn't be any particularly good ones, right?" ”

"Being a teacher?" Qin's mother has an extraordinary affection for the profession of teacher, "Then you have to hurry, such a good girl is hard to find." ”

"You have to help me, I don't have a clue, I'm too passive." Qin Guanglin was a little nervous by what Qin's mother had just said, and his heart was not steady.

"You wait for me to think about it."

Seeing that Qin's mother was in thought, Qin Guanglin picked up the porridge and poured it into his mouth, packed up the table and sat opposite her, waiting to accept instructions.

"Do you know her friend? Or does she know your friend? Qin's mother asked.

Qin Guanglin shook his head, "I don't know." ”

"That's not good, your circle of friends has to intersect, so that it is conducive to development."

"Seems to make sense."

"Do you have a common hobby?" Qin's mother asked again.

"Read a book."

"No, it's too little." Emotional expert Qin Ma put forward guiding advice: "The more interests you have in common, the better, and it is best for two people to do it together." ”

Qin Guanglin slapped his thigh, "Yes! How did I not think of that? ”

"Because you're stupid." Qin's mother was disdainful.

"What else? Teach me more. ”

"You'll have to think about it slowly, and I'll tell you when I think of it."

Qin Guanglin sat for a long time, and knew that this matter was not in a hurry, so he simply found an umbrella and prepared to go out.

"Think about it, I'll go out for a walk." He beckoned to Qin's mother and said, "I won't come back to eat at noon." ”

"Where?"

"Take a stroll along the Luo River."

Idle is idle, it is better to go to the river to stroll around and pick up the wind, the Luohe River is of great significance to Los Angeles, and the landscape paintings about the Luohe River will never be sold - of course, you have to paint it well.

Whether you are in a relationship or getting married, money is indispensable.

Holding an umbrella and going out, the road outside was a little wet, there were not many pedestrians on the street, they were all in a hurry, the little chubby dun squatted at the door of Lao Pan's convenience store and teased the black charcoal, and when he saw Qin Guanglin, he shouted: "Brother Lin!" Tomorrow I'll take my black charcoal painting to the competition! ”

"Okay, get a prize and come back." Qin Guanglin responded.

What are the prizes for primary schools? Pencil case? Eraser?

Little Fat Dun'er was full of confidence, "I will definitely win the prize, and I will give you the prize when the time comes!" ”

"Keep it for yourself."

Qin Guanglin declined his kindness, and walked slowly towards the bus stop, thinking about the words that Qin's mother said after graduation, as if the campus relationship was quite fragile?

Making yourself better is the way to go.

The dense drizzle made a slight noise on the umbrella, and the car next to him would not splash when it drove over the road, but the tires still carried a little mud beads, and he tried to walk on the far side of the road.

There are quite a few people waiting for the bus under the canopy at the bus stop, and perhaps some of them are simply sheltering from the rain, and several people do not have umbrellas in their hands.

Instead of occupying the shelter from the rain, Qin Guanglin stood beside the bus stop with an umbrella, quietly watching the bus come over, pausing for a moment to let the passengers get on the bus and then drove away.

The bus is like a huge tin monster, it has to eat a few people at every stop, Qin Guanglin suddenly had the idea of buying a car - not only will it be much more convenient, but it will also make it easier for him not to squeeze around in the bus.

He knew why he didn't like to have any physical contact with people, and when she was outside, whether she was handing things to others or paying for money, she would try to put the money on the table or counter, and rarely handed it directly to others by hand.

After thinking about his savings, Qin Guanglin felt that this thing was feasible, on the premise of not affecting his life, his current income would be able to buy a medium-grade one as soon as next year, anyway, he would have already gotten his driver's license when he was in college.