Mo Peng's short and fat body leaned forward, like a fat groundhog, this appearance made Luo Shuqing behind him look at it, and stared coldly:

"If you don't learn and don't know, don't talk about it!"

"Why don't I learn anything? Dare to love me for my seven excellent grades to be wasted by you? Mo Peng looked wronged, obviously he wanted to liven up the atmosphere, how could he attract such a reputation?

Or did his father understand him and knew that he couldn't stand the pressure of the "menopausal lady", so he came to join in the fun, explained by the way, and brought him into the discussion circle: "Students and staff are just code names, with their specific connotations, aren't you not interested in this?" ”

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Mo Peng was thick-skinned, so he smiled and said, "Isn't it now?" My brother was chasing me and trying to instill this thing in me, and now the seed has sprouted......"

As he spoke, he snatched the notebook in Ronan's hand, and when he saw the imitation paper soft screen interface, he was stunned: "What is the effect?" Like soaking in water? ”

Mo Peng's description is very appropriate, at this time, the second interface of the drawing software is like being submerged by a muddy river, and the five-story tower-shaped structure on it, which is close to the "Maslow Hierarchy of Needs Theory Graphic", is almost completely immersed in "underwater", and it looks like there is a layer of dim diaphragm, so that all the "cards" - the sketches created by Ronan - are even more blurred.

Ronan didn't know what was going on, but this kind of scene made him vaguely feel that it should be related to his own ability. Not wanting to discuss it in depth, he took the notebook back and closed it with his hand:

"It's nothing, the screensaver effect ......"

The effect of this lie is truly touching. However, Mo Peng was well aware of Ronan's awkward temper, and knew that he didn't want to mention it, so he didn't ask. is still using the "social format map" as a lifesaver:

"Brother, master! Preaching, teaching, and solving doubts refers to you. Tell me what those code names mean, I have grass growing in my heart......"

Ronan glanced at his uncle, who was adjusting the in-car brain function and no longer seemed to be involved in the conversation between young people. It was the aunt in the back seat, who looked quietly at this side, and her mind was a little trance-like.

The atmosphere in the carriage was somewhat delicate.

Ronan thought for a moment and spoke softly: "The original intention of establishing this model was to explain the influence of individuals on social patterns and the pattern of relationships......"

"Social format?"

Mo Peng was stunned, fortunately, as the grandson of the Luo family, even if he is not interested in "format theory", he always has some basic concepts: "It refers to the social structure, how can I say it?" The collective composition and mode of existence of human beings that influence individuals and transform nature? ”

When Ronan heard this, he gave Mo Peng a thumbs up, although it was not so precise, but it also saved him a lot of words.

"Every country, tribe, and region, including the collective of human beings, must have its own specific social format. Through this format, a steady stream of new social individuals is produced, and at the same time, the nature of heaven and earth is transformed, new resources are obtained, and the needs of social existence and operation are supplied.

"Every social individual will be branded with the social format, and to a certain extent, it will have a counter-thrust on the social format.

"A student, a learner, can only accept one-way indoctrination in a social format, is not yet a complete social individual, and can hardly produce any effect;

"Employees refer to workers, basic social individuals, who have a certain ability to survive independently and maintain the basic operation of the social format.

"Technicians, referring to promoters, have an advantage over staff in that they can already optimize the social format and improve the efficiency of the format operation;

"A clergyman is an enlightened person who has a relatively complete understanding of the social format and has begun to consciously harness the power of the social format.

"Politicians are change-makers, they are higher consciousness-conscious people, who use the social format while also consciously transforming it with the intention of maximizing profits......"

Mo Peng is worthy of being a high-achieving student of "Seven Disciplines", and when he heard this, he immediately said: "It sounds like a variant of class theory." So the question is, what is the basis for dividing these class strata? Is there a unified standard? ”

Ronan was silent when he heard this, and at this time, he felt the gaze of his uncle on the side, raised his head, and after looking at each other, he showed a smile with a little bitterness.

"The standard is me! I'm the standard! ”

In the separate ward of the Anhai Recuperation Center, Luo Yuandao picked up a rectangular wooden block and gently placed it on the half-human-high wall-shaped structure built in front of him.

His fingers were trembling, and a variety of lesions in the nervous system had almost destroyed his body, and his original tall head had collapsed, and the whole person was skin and bones, completely thin and out of shape, and looked extremely weak.

Luo Yuandao is less than eighty this year, and in today's era, he has just entered old age, and some people have not even retired.

However, he is infinitely close to the end of his life, even if he is still stubbornly standing, still building his work.

Even if the fingers and arms are trembling, when the blocks fall into place, they are upright and tight. The reason for this result is that he has been controlling back and forth for almost half an hour, and if he is not sure, he resolutely does not let go until the final perfect result is achieved.

A smile appeared on his thin and dry face. Obviously, Luo Yuandao was very satisfied with the structure ahead.

In fact, not only in front of him, but also in front and behind, left and right, it was like this, a low wall made of building blocks, Ronan and Mo Peng, could only talk to him through the low wall.

The senior special nurse next to Luo Yuandao was a very patient middle-aged woman, surnamed Hong, and when she saw the building blocks on the side, she asked him softly on the other side:

"Old man, this piece is finished, let's rest?"

Luo Yuandao ignored him, and while he was in a good mood, he did not hesitate to answer questions for his grandson and grandson. He grinned like a large skull grinning:

"The theories I create, of course, are based on me. Must serve me. Don't you hear: All things are prepared for me, and my heart is the universe! I am the co-master of all things, and I am the center of the universe! ”

Mo Peng turned his head a little embarrassed, in front of this paranoid and crazy old man, it was really difficult for normal people to endure that logic, and now he endured it very hard. His parents, who used to be with him all the time, seemed to be consulting the old man's condition, but when he wasn't here, he didn't even dare to speak, and he became more and more uncomfortable.

However, what made Mo Peng even more uncomfortable was that the cousin standing beside him seemed to be very devoted, even a little fanatical!

Oh, my God......

Luo Yuandao picked up another building block, held it in front of his eyes, and continued his preaching: "I have the principle of heaven and earth, and I can endow all things with roots. Like this piece of wood, it can be square or round; Square and round are just shapes, and I can even change its inherent roots, so what about the shape?

"I use it to build this temple, it belongs to my domain, if you want to be square, if you want to be round, you want to be round!"

As he spoke, the building blocks fell, but this time, because he was too excited, he didn't put them in the right place, so he fell all at once.

Luo Yuandao reflexively reached out to take it, but his weak body couldn't keep his balance and went straight forward.

The people in the room exclaimed together, Ronan instinctively rushed forward and held him up, but because the momentum was too fast, he smashed the low wall of the building blocks into pieces, and after the chaotic sound, the room was silent all of a sudden.