"Meng Xiaozi is really interesting, if you really just treat him as a young man in his twenties, combined with his educational background, to get along with him, and have any contempt for him, tsk......"

Lu Chengkang, who was pulled over by Lu Jia to watch Meng Shi and Hu Xiaotao together, looked at Hu Xiaotao's face that was blue because of his snatching, and said with a smile.

"That kid is smart enough, but he talks crookedly, and never talks about anything deep. Hu Xiaotao, we all know, is a smart person. ”

Lu Duancun didn't have a class today.

Now also sit next to them.

He opened the Moutai brought from China, poured a cup and handed it to Lu Chengkang, and continued:

"Most of these two people just test each other, and then break up unhappily, and they may not even be able to quarrel."

Lu Jia wrinkled her nose and said, "As long as you can quarrel with him, it's nice to quarrel, it's glorious." ”

"Niko knows the cause of this?"

Lu Duancun changed the subject.

Lu Jia organized the language and said: "It's not very clear, it seems that there is a performance in the band today, and the short and fat ......"

Lu Duancun was not very satisfied with the title of Nizi, and said, "Pay attention to politeness, no matter how much you hate a person in your heart, you shouldn't say his name behind your back, of course, if you call it to your face, I don't object to it." ”

"Okay, you let Nizi finish speaking, and then talk about it." Lu Chengkang took a sip of wine.

Lu Jiajia continued, "Hu Xiaotao didn't know where to get part of the video of the performance in advance, and then he started broadcasting, saying that Meng Shi took Qin Chuan on a very bad road. ”

screen.

After Meng Shi confirmed Hu Xiaotao's title, he said with a smile: "When I was waiting for Lianmai just now, I heard you say that you have a few questions to ask me, before that, can you answer me a question first?" ”

At this moment, Hu Xiaotao had already recovered from the question of salutation, picked up the teacup, and said, "The person who comes is a guest, you ask, if it is a private question, it is inconvenient to answer." ”

Meng Shi didn't feel in the mood to talk anymore, and said directly: "I'm curious, why can you make a big fuss with just a little bit of information, and you don't have any psychological burden?" ”

When Hu Xiaotao heard this question, he despised Meng Shi even more in his heart.

That's a pointless question.

Make money, not chilling.

Of course, it is impossible for him to come out directly with this kind of words.

"What is a little bit of information?" What Hu Xiaotao is best at is answering questions with questions, and then asking rhetorically, "I played "Train" on a loop for nearly an hour. ”

Meng Shi sighed and asked, "Then do you know my motivation for writing this song?" ”

Hu Xiaotao smiled and said, "Motive? Does it matter? ”

Meng Shi asked rhetorically: "Isn't it important?" ”

Hu Xiaotao opened the folding fan and said, "Do you know the story of Sisyphus and the boulder?" ”

Meng Shiren leaned back, stretched out his hand and said, "I want to hear it." ”

Hu Xiaotao knew that at this moment, the conversation had entered its own rhythm, "In Greek mythology, Sisyphus was punished by the gods and had to push the boulder to the top of the mountain.

Because the boulder was so heavy that it would roll back to the bottom of the mountain every time it reached the top, Sisyphus had no choice but to repeat the futile feat endlessly.

Man, the tiny creature living in this absurd universe, is like Sisyphus and the boulder, everything he does is meaningless.

There is such a passage in the Zhuangzi Getaway:

The fungus does not know the obscurity, the cockroach does not know the spring and autumn, and this small year is also.

There are spirits in the south of Chu, five hundred years old is spring, and five hundred years old is autumn. In ancient times, there were Tsubaki, 8,000 years old for spring, 8,000 years old for autumn.

Peng Zu is 800 years old, and everyone is sad. ”

Hu Xiaotao took the folding fan, slapped his palm with the back of his hand, and asked, "Eight hundred years is enough to live, right?" ”

After asking, immediately raise your voice: "But so what?"

From the cosmic chronology, we are all insignificant and fleeting, so it doesn't make sense to do anything, nothing counts, so it doesn't matter what we do.

We were born to die, and I live blindly to share my knowledge with you, all in order to numb myself so as not to kill myself before I end my life.

So, does motivation really matter?

At least in my case, motivation doesn't matter.

For "Train", this is a song with rhetoric and melody repetition.

You let Qin Chuan sing, it's not suitable. ”

This is also Hu Xiaotao's usual trick.

You talk to him about motivation, and you look confident in it.

Then he took the motive out of the matter.

Say, motives don't make sense to him, you are what he sees and what he says.

and then quote the scriptures, so that the audience thinks that he is cheating.

Hu Xiaotao shook the folding fan lightly, and his eyes, which were already small, narrowed slightly, revealing a transcendent intoxication.

[How to look at this big face and how attractive it is]

[There are poems and books in the belly, and the little white face on the opposite side is stunned, hahaha]

[Not worthy of a teacher? 】

At this time, the barrage fell into the carnival of Hu Xiaotao's fans.

These people like to see Hu Xiaotao talking eloquently.

And the audience who came from the beep station, just because Hu Xiaotao was scolded by Meng Shi's pale face, and Xin Yun, who laughed, fell silent.

Lu Chengkang and Lu Duancun glanced at each other, their eyes showing amusement and worry respectively.

Lu Duancun, who personally sorted out the messy expressions of "Liuxia" and often quarreled over the script of "Requiem for Dreams", felt that he knew Meng Shi well enough, and said:

"Hu Xiaotao is crooked now, nihilism is very lethal to Meng Shi......"

And Lu Chengkang, who discussed "Wukong" and "Empty Zen" with Meng Shi, and wandered along Suzhou Creek for a week, smiled but did not speak.

Lu Duancun turned his head and asked, Nizi with a somewhat dull expression, "Do you think he is right?" ”

Lu Jiajia did not receive this kind of education when she was a child, and looked at Meng Shi, who was silent and reached out for a cigarette, and said in a tangled way:

"It feels weird, but it feels like it makes sense."

Lu Duancun said: "How do you define people like Hu Xiaotao? ”

Lu Jiajia's eyes did not leave Meng Shi, and said, "Know." ”

"Public knowledge, public intellectuals."

Lu Duancun took a sip of the Moutai in the small cup and said:

In fact, public knowledge itself is a relatively positive term.

But because for a period of time, a large number of "public knowledge" like Hu Xiaotao appeared on the Internet, with unknown composition.

So it became a relatively narrow derogatory term......"

Lu Jiajia raised her hand, "You support Meng Shi, right?" ”

Lu Duancun was very annoyed by Nizi's attitude, the relationship between this girl had not yet been determined, and her elbow turned out!

He gritted his teeth and said, "Yes! ”

Lu Jiajia immediately took out her mobile phone, pointed at Hu Xiaotao, and said, "Then I'll record it, dad and second uncle, scold him quickly!"

Lu Chengkang said with a smile: "Look at this Nizi, I'm starting to protect my husband, I think I should find a time to make my uncle a good day." ”

The second uncle's ridicule made Nizi's cheeks flush slightly, and her eyes moved back to Meng Shi's face, saying, "I just can't see him being wronged, no!" ”

Lu Chengkang laughed, "You still don't trust him enough, my father and I, chatting, recording, you watch Meng Shi light up the cigarette, and then say whether he will be wronged." ”

——

Meng Shi took out the last cigarette from the cigarette case, slowly lit the lighter, and said:

"Sisyphus's megalith is the embodiment of the absurd, nihilistic essence of his world.

And pushing the boulder to the top of the mountain again and again is his way of facing up, accepting and confronting nothingness and meaninglessness. ”

Hu Xiaotao's face changed.

Meng Shi said slowly in the smoke of cigarettes:

"After recognizing the nihilistic nature of everything, we still insist on practicing this meaningless eternal process, rather than choosing to escape.

This transformed his nihilistic fate into a symbol of existentialism. ”

In the rhythm that I dominate, use my point of view to fight back?

……

Hu Xiaotao's leaning back body began to lean forward, and his "detached" eyes involuntarily looked at Meng Shi again.

The audience who came from the beep station watched Meng Shi tell lightly and boiled.

This person, he doesn't have V Bo, no Douyin, no Kuaishou, he is a pure beep up master!

Meng Bao, give Ye Chong!