"Han, don't you feel how cold and stagnant our times are compared to them? Almost all of them are just living their lives indifferently and plainly, not caring about anything and working hard. Yes, there are some of us who like to have some fun, and some of us who are happy to find some excitement, but there are hardly any people who are willing to work hard for the whole society, for the progress of mankind, for some reasons that are gradually forgotten and even despised and ridiculed because they are very noble. ”

Professor Zhuang shook his head: "Actually, you are not a special one, you are just the most typical one. Han, whether it is a bad student like Qingchen or a good student like Xiaorong, in their bones, they are all as cold as you, but they are not as extreme as you. ”

"The existence of this small building is precisely to let you see the real feelings between people. Whether it's love or hate, at least, that's intense and real. Xiaolou is to let you see what kind of hard and tragic efforts human beings have made in order to survive and develop, so that you can learn to cherish everything you have now. In order to allow you to get better training, deeper feelings, and in order to let you get rid of that mentality of playing games, no matter what kind of frustration and suffering you suffer, as long as it is not something that hurts the origin of life, Xiaolou will not even try to help or make a move. ”

Professor Zhuang exhaled, paused, and then stabbed at the key point very seriously: "Han, whether it is the government or the school. It's true that I expect more from you than from others. But even so, we didn't mean to hurt you too much. No matter how much the whole society expects you to change, the system itself has always been fair to you. We don't put any more pressure on you than other students, and your simulations, from start to finish, are done exactly like everyone else. And what you suffer is the same as the topic you choose. It's not that we should shirk the responsibility, all of this is first and foremost related to your own attitude towards life. ”

Professor Zhuang's voice was full of sorrow: "Han, you touch your heart and ask yourself, why, why did you choose such a topic." Today's result is a problem with the simulation system itself, or your own attitude towards the simulation. Too indifferent, too indifferent, not at all to the problem? As for the suffering you have endured in the world, is it all to blame for Xiaolou's lack of help? The same is to participate in the simulation. You're the only one who never reads the materials, doesn't do research, and doesn't even bother to learn the most basic common sense in this world, in this case. Who's more responsible? ”

When Professor Zhuang reprimanded in a low voice, the surroundings were already shining brightly, and one after another, classmates appeared around the two of them one after another.

It's just not clear what exactly happened, and the tense atmosphere that even the air was soaked in on the spot also made every student hang. When they finally understood what they were talking about, what the hell was the earth. Everyone was for a while, but they didn't know how to persuade them.

In the crowd, Zhang Minxin hesitated for a moment, but finally took a step forward: "Professor, I'm ...... Anyway, the matter of choosing the topic. It can't be said that it is Han's fault alone. ”

for generations. What Han has been through, what he has suffered. In fact, it has always had an impact on the people in the small building, on weekdays, Zhang Minxin is always talking and laughing, and she is big and big, and she makes a like a girl all day long, in fact, she is not without uneasiness in her heart. It's just that since Ah Han refused to mention it, Zhang Minxin quietly avoided it and refused to take the initiative to say anything. Since Han tried hard not to hate, Zhang Minxin didn't dare to arouse these pains.

It's just that today, Han's expression, tone, attitude, and even behavior are really a little too surprising, which makes Zhang Minxin vaguely feel a very ominous feeling in his heart, so he finally stood up after seven hundred years of overturning suffering, mustered up the courage, and faced the situation that he had created with the heart of the game at the beginning.

"It's true that he didn't do his homework and didn't read the materials, but ......" Zhang Minxin bit her lip and looked at Professor Zhuang. But, in fact, even if he watched it, how much difference would the result be? I'm afraid, he still can't have imagined that things would develop so terrible. Because...... I can't think of it, all of us, none of us can think of it. Then...... I played a prank on a whim, his refusal was not serious, and his classmates didn't interfere too much, in the final analysis, it was actually because we, at that time, had a different attitude towards simulation, basically, than making games. In fact, none of us are much smarter than the other. ”

"Han...... I ......"

Zhang Minxin turned her face to look at Han, lowered her head, but still raised it again.

"The matter of choosing the topic, no matter what, is that I can't stand you. However, at the beginning, the teacher did not remind us, not because he was indifferent, but only because these things, these human conditions, can only be experienced by ourselves, and we can only learn a lesson. At the beginning, even if we listened to tens of thousands of warnings, I am afraid that none of us would care, and no one would really be vigilant. Only now, only when we have experienced it ourselves, can we understand the joys and sorrows, and can we really know where our mistakes are. ”

Zhang Minxin's voice was very soft, and it was a little difficult to speak, but her attitude was firm: "Han, I already know that I am wrong. I also know that you have hatred in your heart. However, what you should blame and hate should be me, not our system. Learning and simulating is the only obligation given to us by society, and it is also our natural responsibility. Although this system is indeed flawed, we have really learned a lot because of this system. It's been more than 700 years since the first simulation, Han. We are indeed changing. ”

Zhang Minxin only felt that every word seemed to have a thousand weights, and it took a lot of effort to say every word.

Her head gradually lowered, lowered, not daring to let people see the tears in her eyes.

"Han, little by little, we are indeed moving from an almost complete game attitude to a relatively serious, relative, more respectful of life. From the indifferent attitude and politeness of classmates, they gradually care for each other, care about each other, try to imagine for each other, and when they can help, they will definitely try to help. Han ...... If it were us seven hundred years ago, how could we have worked so hard to stop Di Jiu, how could we finally decide to wake you up after being in a dilemma. Even yourself, how much has changed from 700 years ago...... You see, such a system has many shortcomings, but it is not undesirable. ”

Zhang Minxin had tried her best to persuade her, but Han didn't even seem to feel the need to look at her squarely.

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Secretary Brown: Ahhhh......hh The manuscript is almost used up, so these can't be put out at one time according to the normal situation, but this paragraph summarizes the content of the full text, and Nalan writes it very urgently and is not concise enough, so the separation affects the progress of the plot, which really makes people feel very embarrassed. Gritting your teeth, why don't you ask your relatives to raise pigs for two or three days, and the following plot will be smooth after three days.