Chapter 197: PUA?
"I am your venus, I am your fire at your desire......" Beth Harmon didn't say much, but went down again, as if remembering something, and ran into the kitchen again, and when she came out again, the left and right patch pockets of her pajamas were bulging, apparently with two apples stuffed in each.
It seems to form a tacit echo with the ups and downs of her chest, and it looks inexplicably funny, and the mature body with such childish behavior shows a strange contrast.
"Hey, little girl, give way...... Or come together a little ......"
She said to Silare.
In terms of age, Si Leri is at least five years older than her, but the two are completely incomparable in terms of aura.
Although the former was born in a wealthy family, he has been a top student in school since he was a child, actively participates in social activities, and is a capitalist successor with excellent character and learning, and can even be said to be a high-level capitalist elite talent who has been focused on cultivating.
But compared to Beth Harmon, it's too unsightly.
The latter really walked on the line of life and death a few times, first by his biological mother to commit suicide - a fluke picked up a life; Later, he secretly ingested a large amount of sedatives in an orphanage and was sent to the hospital for gastric lavage.
Although there are no adverse consequences on the surface, the wandering of life and death is extremely important for the forging of people's nerves and hearts.
Although Beth Harmon is petite and lovely at the moment, her momentum in speech and demeanor is far more comparable, but Edward has pondered, this Nima is the legendary king's spirit, right?
I don't know if I can absorb it through a certain method, I think it shouldn't be a big problem, negative distance contact will form negative pressure, repeated positive and negative pressure changes, just like a pump, you can continuously absorb the qi of the king, which is obviously a double harvest of spiritual matter (rou) quality (ti).
And I'm not sucking for nothing, am I? According to the principle of equal exchange......
He touched his chin and began to think about what position would be better.
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The life journeys of the two are completely different, although Silare's experience can be regarded as one of the more bumpy among her peers, but it is not the same level as Beth Harmon, who suffered the loss of her mother, father murder (spiritual), and blasphemy (psychological) in one day.
As for Silery's proudest academic achievement, yes, she graduated from high school as the first girl to take the podium in the history of the university, and she was also a club leader in college......
But since someone came into contact with chess, he has been the same as Kaihang, with the unique lack of martial arts of young people, he has killed all the way, punched and flew, and beat a group of Mi masters to jump and become a national champion at the age of 20......
It can be said that the self-confidence that Silari has built up for more than 20 years has been shattered in front of this woman, and what makes her even more sad is that this guy is still an alcoholic and addict, and he is addicted to drugs and alcohol......
Not only did it not damage her brain at all, but her skin seemed to be soaked in wine and medicine, which looked extremely gorgeous.
Beth Harmon doesn't need to be deliberately released, hormones are all around, or rather, she is the hormones themselves, and every move and smile has a temptation that men can't resist.
Cellarie could feel the fire in Edward's eyes, and that was what she wished, and she wished that the other person would stare at her with such eyes, even if it was only for a moment.
But never.
She subconsciously leaned her back against the wall to get out of the way.
Beth Harmon passed in front of her with a snort of alcohol and turned her head coldly and kissed her cheek, which made the latter shudder.
"What a shy girl...... Ed, I hope you don't have any bad intentions. β
"You've really drunk too much......"
"Of course, I sent out an invitation but didn't get a response, so I was sad and had to go back to study "The Best 300 Rounds of Alyokhin". At least Alyokhin will not refuse my enthusiasm......"
"If he refuses, I think you'll still be like this?" Edward said angrily.
After all, it's been more than twenty years since that guy died.
"You don't understand, geniuses respect each other, whether the other party is dead or alive, okay. I feel a fire in my chest now, and my inspiration is coming...... Damn Alyokhin, I know why he took the initiative to abandon the Black Grid at the beginning, what a little cleverness! As the slipper tapping sound gradually increased and became softer, it eventually turned into a loud closing sound.
The air finally fell silent again.
Edward wanted to continue figuring out how to do it on Wall Street.
But when I looked up, I saw that Silaria was still standing against the wall.
She wore a lilac over-the-knee cashmere coat with a high-necked cardigan of the same color, a tweed checkered skirt and black stockings, which was also a typical traditional student attire.
"You're going out? It's late? Is there a hurry? Do you want me to send someone to you? β
"No, no...... No" I don't know why, Silari's voice trembled a little, and her face was not right.
"Huh? It's inconvenient to say it, forget it. But I'd suggest you change the time, the Polo Park neighborhood is safe, but it's still part of Brooklyn, and the nights aren't peaceful. I'd better find someone to send you...... Don't be afraid, although they both seem to be more vicious, they are both good in nature, and after getting along for a long time, you will know that these guys are good friends. β
"No, no, it's not a big deal, yes, it's ......" she lowered her head, and finally slurred "Bill asked me to go to the movies at night......"
"What film?" Edward frowned, and asked in a mature and unquestioning tone.
This is obviously rude in the United States, because it violates the privacy of the other party.
When you meet a spicy girl, you must reply with "Mind your p fxxk......"
However, Silari is not, or she can be very spicy, but it depends on who is in front of her, at least not at the moment.
Although the other party was only one year older than her, she knew that Edward's status in school and society was far beyond her reach, just like any ignorant junior sister facing a mature senior brother, she had no second idea except to answer honestly.
"The Winter Lion"
"Anthony Hopkins and Katharine Hepburn's?" Edward had an impression of the film.
"Hmmm......"
"The big hit for this year's Oscars...... But, you like to watch movies with this theme, foreign history is very boring......"
"He, who is a good person, has also asked me a few times, sometimes I go, sometimes I refuse...... Today, I want to ......" She lowered her head and answered the question honestly, saying more than asking......
Edward even had the feeling that this was not small talk, but simply a criminal who was pouring beans under the psychological offensive of the public security officers I applied to tell the story of the crime and ask for leniency.
If you hand over a cigarette or give a curry steak rice at this time, the other party will probably say how many times he wetted the bed when he was a child, and whether the first experience was pleasant.
"You see, it's snowing so hard outside, damn Russians, not only do they fight us everywhere, but they often send the cold Siberian air to attack us when they have nothing to do......" he walked up the stairs and looked at the other man, "that stupid boy, let him go." In this ghost weather, no one wants to go out. β
"Come down. The fireplace is heating warm, so wouldn't it be nice to have a drink and talk about it......"
After speaking, he walked down the stairs and chanted softly in Chinese: "If you want snow in the evening, can you drink a cup of nothing?" β
"What are you talking about?"
"Well, this is the work of great ancient Chinese poets, probably more than a thousand years ago, when Europe was still in the Middle Ages, although there was the Renaissance in the Middle World, but I have to say that the West in this period was still the stronghold of barbarism, while the Eastern civilization entered the highest peak."
The situation in this poem is very similar to that of today, with delicious wine, a warm stove, and a heavy snow in the sky at night. The sentences of foreign poets of more than 1,000 years are really very apt now...... I think it's providential. β
When Edward said this, his tone was slow and sincere, but with an irresistible majesty, he put a lot of pressure on Silare.
Part of this pressure comes from his deliberate behavior: walking down the stairs slowly but firmly, with the words in his mouth, but never looking back β a sign that the speaker doesn't care about the listener's reaction β the typical attitude of the superior to the subordinate.
This practice is usually used in the workplace, and if it is between men and women, there is a technical term: PUA.
Yes.
Someone doesn't know what kind of mentality they are in, or if they have a bad taste, and they start to have bad intentions.
The reason is simple, since Beth Harmon, who is almost in the bag, has someone who thinks about it, and she spent a lot of money to beat Mickey Mouse back to his Kentucky Disneyland.
Then Celerie seems to be even more insecure, although he has no interest in her, but I don't know why, as long as I see her, there will be a voice in my head that keeps shouting: "Teou, Teou"
He felt that it was some kind of apocalypse.
If God does not take it, it will be blamed, and when it is not welcomed, it will suffer.
To put it bluntly, whether you should eat it or not, you don't have to eat it in the second half of your life......
Not to mention that this hand is really effective, the key is to choose the right person.
In the case of Beth Harmon, the latter probably rolled his eyes, poured wine into his mouth, and then returned to his room with the bottle.
If it was for Megan, the consequences would be equally bad, and the woman would probably pounce on him, knock him to the ground, and hit her face with the ball repeatedly......
If it was Elena, I am afraid that the situation would be even worse, she has the worst sense of existence, but she combines the characteristics of the first two, she must have poured most of the half bottle of vodka and pounced on it...... Hit the face with the ball.
Both of the latter have the capital to do so......
In fact, they often did the same, and Edward was like a bamboo in the wind, swaying but enjoying it......
But Cy Leary is just an ordinary middle-class girl who doesn't have much social experience, and judging from her usual behavior, her original family doesn't seem to be very happy.
This kind of girl is the easiest to be taken down by PUA routines.
While pretending to be forced, Edward was not sure in his heart, after all, this was the first time in two lifetimes that he had done this, and he didn't know how effective it would be.
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He had already walked to the fireplace, but there was still no footsteps on the stairs behind him, Edward was anxious, but the matter had come to this, he could only continue to pretend, pretending to be x is both technology and art, especially at this stage, you must definitely calm down, don't look back, as soon as you turn around, you will break the work.
In Silare's eyes, the senior she had always respected rested on the fireplace with one hand in her pocket and the other, facing the blazing fire, she didn't say a word, just bowed her head and pondered.
It was a sight that appealed to her.
Playing deep is always one of the best routines for girls who are not deeply involved in the world.
Finally, footsteps rang out on the stairs, and they got louder and louder.
Edward let out a long breath and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
It wasn't sweating profusely from nervousness, but because it was cold outside, he burned the fireplace very hot, and stood along the road for less than a minute, but he felt that the Flaming Mountain was probably nothing more than that......
"Have some beer?" He finally turned around and asked
Silari nodded.
"Then please go to the fridge and get two bottles, thank you......," Edward said, as if the boss was calling the shots.
Celeri felt that it was right, and immediately quickened her pace, and after a moment she had two cans of Budweiser in her hand.
"Thanks, sit down......" Edward pulled the tab.
Now he is a rich man, and his daily expenses are much more relaxed than before, at least the beer is all cans, and the glass bottles are no longer in the door.
First, it is lightweight, and secondly, the silver glittering aluminum cans are also more in line with the aesthetics of this era, practical and vulgar, but with the loftiness of aerospace technology.
"Let's talk...... Speaking of which, I really don't know anything about you......"
Silari took a sip of her beer, thought for a moment, and said, 'You know, I just joined the Democratic Party?' β
"Huh?!" Edward was stunned, this Nima is too good at chatting, is this still a normal woman?
At this time, you should not confide in your admiration for your senior brother, and shyly say that you are not interested in the suitor.
Wherever it comes up, it talks about partisan politics.
"Uh......" But the other party is up, he can't be defeated, right?
"Why?" He asked.
"It's a bit complicated...... And it's boring......" said Silare
"Don't talk like that, you say it first, whether it's boring or not should be judged by the audience," he made a gesture of please.
"I used to be a standard Gottward girl, and even though I was born near Chicago, you know where it was one of the most important positions in the Democratic Party......"
Gottward was the Republican candidate who was bloodied by Lyndon Johnson in the '64 presidential election.
In the final vote count, Gottward received about 39 percent of the common vote, but won only Alabama, Georgia, Louisiana, Mississippi, South Carolina, and his native Arizona in the Electoral College.
Together, the six Southern states contributed 52 Electoral College votes to Goldwater, while Johnson won 486 one-sidedly.
After losing the election, Goldwater candidly admitted: "This election is even if Abraham Lincoln comes back to campaign for us." We're doomed too. β
But interestingly, the first five states were once the Democratic Party's stronghold, the so-called Southern Democrats' nest.
But in the end, because of the issue of the "Civil Rights Act" in '57 and '64, it became a completely Republican.
And South Carolina Senator James Strom Thurmond, who created the 24-hour lengthy debate, also rebelled against the party with his super-strong prostate during the '64 election.
So although Gottward lost the election, he still has a high opinion in the history of the Republican Party.
His failure as an old politician also announced the complete end of old politics, but it also opened a new chapter.
After that, Nixon began to put forward the southern strategy on the basis of Gottward, and regained the Republican Party's lost votes from the Northeast from the South, thus winning the '68 election.
What is more interesting is that the number of votes in the 60/68 general elections was very close, so there has always been an opinion that there was electoral fraud.
In 60 years it was the Democratic Party and in 68 it was the Republican Party.
But there was no suspense at all in 64 years......
And Gottward girls are also a term that has entered history, referring to those crimson girls who came from middle-class families and believed in conservatism, who volunteered to work for Gottward before the '64 election, and after losing the election, they were unwilling to admit the results, and spontaneously organized an investigation into the problem of "election fraud".
The result is simple, their parents will teach them how to face reality.
Of course, what the Democratic Party did in '64 was really not pretty, and it could even be said that it was the next one: let a group of psychiatrists publicly write that Gottward was mentally unfit to run for president.
Gottward then appealed to the Supreme Court, where nine justices ruled 7-2 against the magazine that published the article, but Justices Hugo Black and William Douglas issued dissenting reports, arguing that the move was free speech under the First Amendment and should be protected by law.
Then came Gottwald's Law: psychiatrists may be asked about their views on a person of public interest or who has disclosed personal information in the public media. In such cases, physicians can share their general expertise on mental health topics with the public. However, it would be unethical to express a professional opinion on the person unless the physician has personally examined the diagnosis and obtained the appropriate authorization to discuss the matter.
Gottwald's English is Goldwater, which literally translates to Golden Water.
This made Edward feel very familiar, and after pondering it, he remembered the "Werewolf Killing" he played in his previous life.
Obviously, the author of the golden water is the presidential candidate who was slandered by a psychiatric doctor as mentally abnormal.
The Prophet is obviously a certified psychiatrist in the fantasy world, and his responsibility for issuing the Good Man Card is indeed in line with Gottward's original intentions.
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Celaree didn't notice the train running in her senior's mind, she was so nervous, even if it was Bob Dylan on the other side, she wouldn't feel so uncomfortable.
After all, all you have to do is scream loudly in the face of a big star.
It's an honor to be able to.,The other party is like an emperor with a harem.,You can order any woman you admire.γ
And the chosen one also felt that it was an honor, which was something that could be bragged about at the sisters' afternoon tea in the future, "Hey, don't look, that guy is very amazing on stage, but his thing is the size of an ordinary cigarette, I swear, absolutely,...... Well, it's like a small cigar......"
Celebrities get physical pleasure from female fans, and the latter in turn takes this matter as spiritual glory, which is a fair deal, and they are both happy.
What's more, big stars usually have to find some jewelry as a parting gift the next day after being exhausted for a nightβthis is a well-established rule in the circle, especially rock stars, who come with money quickly and don't care about spending money.
On the other hand, folk singers are less popular, and their shots are as shabby as the lyrics, which is probably the main reason why Bob Dylan resolutely moved from folk to rock.
But in the face of Edward, Cialare's heart is full of ups and downs, this classmate who made himself in the first grade, in fact, has stood at a height that many people can't reach in their lifetime - to get his young and beautiful teacher!
For a middle-class girl like her, she has been a star in school since she was a child, both academically and socially, and there are a lot of suitors behind her, she can choose a boyfriend like a little princess, and as long as the man she likes will soon give up her original girlfriend and go in and out with herself.
For this reason, nicknames like Bichi have accompanied her throughout her academic career, but who cares?
That's just the wail of the loser.
She was a winner from beginning to end, and she saw Edward that way at first, she felt that he was a good person to date, not ugly, good academic, editor of Yale Law Review, and excellent performance in various social activities.
And this senior brother seems to be quite interested in himself, and the intimate contact between the two in Woodstock, although it is not too out of line, but at least both parties show acceptance of each other, which is a good start.
Silari originally planned to follow the usual practice, be a little more reserved, and wait for the other party to come to the door, so that she could at least take the initiative in the emotional life of both parties, which is a matter of face and dignity for girls.
However, the truth is too harsh.
Roseberg's appearance made her feel a little frightened, as a woman, she could feel Edward's love for this Yale flower, and he looked at Rushberg's eyes, it was really ......
At first, Silari still had a hint of fantasy about how the high-flying Yale flower could take a fancy to her students, and the development of things was completely unexpected for her.
Not to mention anything else, just look at every time after class, Edward rubbed his hippie smile next to the podium and helped the teacher clean up the handouts - in fact, it was just small talk, and the latter never showed any dissatisfied expression, but smiled very sweetly, which was completely different from her aggressive attitude in class, forcing people to death if they didn't agree with each other.
This actually became, the secret of all the classmates, Si Lairi knew, a few guys even made a private bet on when they would get married - unfortunately, the handicap was halfway open by Chris, and the consequence was that they were pulled by the collar by the big black man, and under the light of the big black face with that facial expression, under the persuasion of the kind face, they obediently and consciously gave up the opening plan.
After all, it's not a good feeling to be thrown out of the window, and Chris is a Yale hero in the limelight right now, and he does the right thing no matter what.
There will even be girls, according to which it is considered that this is an extremely masculine performance, and the opening few are very unfortunate to be black big props to show manhood, all of them are Yale people, and it is quite clear which is more important.