Just when Xu Xinping treated his white lady Shen Jia as a ripe fairy peach and put it on the jade plate in his heart, ready to taste the forbidden fruit at any time, he himself was also put on the plate.

It was his teacher, Jing Tao, who put him on the plate, and it was a small reception room in their academy. The person who was ready to taste him was Jing Tao's university teacher, Yuan Lairu, a professor in the Department of Philosophy of Peking University.

It turned out that Jing Tao and Xu Xinping's collaborative paper, "On the Starting Point of Philosophy", was deeply concerned and appreciated by Yuan Lairu. After listening to Jing Tao's introduction to Xu Xinping's favor, he took the opportunity of a business trip in Qingcheng and asked Jing Tao to find Xu Xinping, he wanted to meet this student who changed from ordinary to magical in Jing Tao's mouth.

"Teacher Yuan, this is Xu Xinping."

"Oh, Xinping, hello, I'm Yuan Lairu." Yuan Lairu has always regarded people as completely equal, and there is no trace of famous teachers.

Xu Xinping was a little stunned by Yuan Lairu's name that had long been like thunder to him. He was stunned for a moment, as if he was matching the thunderous name in his heart with the elegant old man in front of him.

"Hello Mr. Yuan, I'm Xu Xinping."

"Peace of mind, please be seated." Yuan Lairu sat down and personally served Xu Xinping a cup.

Xu Xinping was flattered and stood up again and took it.

"Hehe, peace of mind, you're welcome. You're so tall, and when you stand up, you make us feel a little stressed. Yuan Lairu joked casually.

Jing Tao didn't speak, just watched and listened quietly.

"Teacher Yuan, how do you say you can avoid such a situation?" Xu Xinping seemed to be a little jumpy to answer, which made Jing Tao's heart shake slightly: Good boy!

"Hehe, Jing Tao, the students you teach are good. This question does not mention the starting point of philosophy, but it goes directly to the end point of philosophy. ”

Ladies and gentlemen, I have just written this, so I have to explain a little.

Xu Xinping's unintentional and unintentional behavior, such as standing up and taking a pick-up, has a tangible visual impact on others. And this tangible visual impact will inevitably produce comfortable or uncomfortable feelings in people's hearts. This is the source of the misunderstanding. To avoid this, both parties who can only communicate want to understand each other from the other person's heart. This requires an accurate understanding of the various intentional and unintentional behaviors in communication.

The starting point of philosophy is unintentional and unintentional, and the end point of philosophy is conscious. Therefore, what Yuan Lairu said and Xu Xinping said was the end of philosophy.

Yuan Rulai, Jing Tao and Xu Xinping chatted like this for more than an hour, and Yuan Rulai directly said to Xu Xinping on the plate:

"Xinping, you have a good understanding, that is, some basic skills of philosophy are not deep. I suggest you come back to Peking University with me to study the history of philosophy for a semester. ”

"Great, Mr. Yuan. It's just the side of Qingshi University? Xu Xinping knew that what he needed to add was the history of philosophy that was in its roots.

"You don't have to worry about it at school. Student exchanges are normal, and the college has already agreed, so I'll just report to Vice President Yun. ”

"When are you going?"

"Next week, you're a student anyway, and you're studying everywhere, so you shouldn't have anything to prepare." Jing Tao said.

"Okay, Teacher Yuan, Teacher Jing. I'll report to you next week. After Xu Xinping finished speaking, seeing that the two teachers had other things, he said goodbye first.

"Teacher, do you also recognize Xinping?"

"Alas, there are many people who get into books to make a name for themselves, but few people who come out of books to see the world. It's rare for a peaceful heart to have this normal heart. Yuan Lairu said with a sigh.

That's what life is all about. Some good things just come by such a coincidence.

Xu Xinping was the first to tell Shen Jia about this good thing.

Shen Jia's reaction, how to say? It was as if a pie had fallen from the sky in front of her, but it had smashed her favorite cream ice cream that she was about to put in her mouth.

She knew very well in her heart that as long as Xu Xinping went to Beijing not next week but next week, Xu Xinping would shoot the arrow on the string with the bow full, Cupid's arrow, at herself. But for now, he could only loosen his bow and put away his arrows.

For Shen Jia's inner joy and melancholy, Xu Xinping empathizes. How could he not be like that?

Shen Jia silently prepared things for Xu Xinping.

"Jiajia, I'll come back to you as soon as I have time, and you will come to Beijing to find me whenever I have time. Now high-speed rail is so fast. Xu Xinping comforted Shen Jia.

"When you get to Peking University, if you have anything, you can find our high school classmate, Shi Bowen." As soon as Shen Jia spoke, he regretted it a little. After all, Shi Bowen is the top student in the college entrance examination who openly courted him at the high school graduation party. She doesn't see the outside world so without any scruples, will it make Xu Xinping feel uncomfortable?

If it is a matter of facts, Jin Yanghu said: The world is unsatisfactory, and Heng ten lives in seven or eight.