The story began abruptly, as if everyone's birth, no one was born when they were fully mentally prepared, and these living men and women in the story also encountered and experienced their stories so abruptly, absurdly and cruelly cut out the past that everyone buried deep in their hearts that inevitably resonated, if you graduated here, if you chose to remember this experience forever at the moment of crowning the bachelor's hat instead of forever entangled in what you learned in school, will you still cling to the melancholy and sorrow of the past that are not full of prideI'm sure you'll give a knowing smile and pick up the story together from that summer......

In the middle of summer, the heat is unbearable, the school hall is bustling with noise, this hustle and bustle spreads to almost every corner of the campus with the temporary structure of the volunteer filling and consultation point, the scattered tables and chairs everywhere have become the spread point of this hustle and bustle, and the rows of big red banners under the shade of the trees are openly waving themselves, holding their chests up, turning over the words of so-and-so college and so-and-so university on the body, mixed with "welcome to join" and "light up the future for you" The warm words like a bewitching magic move every ignorant student who embraces the college volunteer application guide.

"That's probably it, classmates, the relevant majors in our university are very popular, which is very beneficial to your employment after graduation, do you know how many colleges and universities have opened this major, but how many colleges and universities do you know that they have the faculty and teaching experience of our school? "Every college admissions teacher is like a top salesman waving a billboard of "as long as 998, joy and happiness to bring home", sometimes excited, sometimes deep, some introverted and friendly, like a priest to follow the path, and some are like a river, like a senior successful person in the workplace talking about the current situation of study and employment. Lively, harmonious, a thriving for the hope of the future.

However, in this corner where the mainstream mood is full of positive energy, there is a very discordant voice, which is so calm compared to the hustle and bustle around it, without hypocritical humility, without utilitarian drive, just like the little boy in the emperor's new clothes, which makes all the people who try to create lies instantly shameful. The truth that even the powerful cannot stop is like a sharp cone piercing a fig leaf, careless but sharp, mischievously teasing it in a mischievous way under the noses of this group of pretending to be calm and serious.

"Hehe, you're such an interesting little fellow, if you were my student, I'm afraid I'd be mad at you!, now tell me, in your eyes...... What is it?"

The young man who asked this adjusted from his desk state, raised his head and smiled softly, the gold wire glasses resting on his handsome and emaciated face without any sense of disobedience, and there were actually two shallow dimples on his smooth but somewhat dark face. From his dazzling white shirt, the badge with the words of the National Quest Institute could be easily distinguished, slightly crooked, but it was quickly corrected by his slender hands, and the clear eyes hidden under the lenses never showed the slightest mood swing for this small flaw that was almost obsessive-compulsive, on the contrary, he kept staring with interest at the big boy who was sitting across the table from him, although he was not very handsome, but his facial features were quite upright.

"Slaughterhouse, I think slaughterhouse...... In fact, this is also an indescribable feeling, at this time of year there will be like a large number of lambs pulled up to the slaughterhouse to be slaughtered, some do go to heaven, more or fall into hell, to earn a living, not their fault, but also their fault, I can't say, but I just feel very unhappy, obviously you can choose a different road from this but can still yearn for heaven, more realistic, more obvious access to the thorny bumpy road, although it is only a matter of time before you meet the bumpy road, but most people still choose- Or rather, they were chosen for this slaughterhouse. The boy calmly described his inner feelings, his eyes wandering away from the chaotic crowd behind him, but finally locked on the name tag on the table: "Consulting teacher: Mr. Mu", a few words bright red and dazzling, eye-catching, as if red dripping blood against the scorching heat of midsummer.

After a pause, the boy continued: "Some people say that this is not important, existence is reasonable, since it is a product of an era, it must be the vitality given by an era, there is no single individual who can change the course of the times, but you can use the power of the times to control the products of the times, the so-called spirit of resistance is just a survival with the ups and downs." Mr. Mu, if we talk here, we can't solve my admission problem, so don't you plan to ask me some specific questions about subjects......? Physics?"

The young man was still so quiet, quietly listening to the boy's statement as if he had fallen into a spell, and the whole person seemed to be isolated from the noisy surroundings, out of place, even if he answered the boy's tone, he was not impatient: "I never do it again if it is not necessary, and from these things I have chatted with you, I don't need to ask you why you chose this path, hehe." It's a little bit sharp and angular, and it's an interesting little guy, but it's not likable at all, but I'm curious about your criteria for choosing a school. ”

"There's no standard, my score is only chosen, it's too biased, I'm self-aware, so I want to know more about the Seeking Dao Academy," the boy pulled his chair towards the table, bringing the two closer together: "Don't get me wrong, I don't mean to treat your school as a dumpster, it's just that there is a teacher like you, Mr. Mu, who is willing to talk nonsense with me, I think this kind of school must be very interesting, right, Mr. Mu?"

The man known as Teacher Mu smiled, he leaned back slightly, stroked the stack of propaganda materials pressed under his wrist slightly, and replied slowly: "Indeed, Qiudao Academy is not a garbage can, and it is indeed a very interesting university, what it can teach is not limited to books, but more ...... On this road, you can appreciate the exotic scenery that the secular world has never had, its road is more bumpy, more realistic, and more able to cultivate a person's ability to survive after graduation. The closer you are to the essence, the more you can see things that are far from the past. The path of seeking the Tao is not reached by the spirit of the Yuanmen Lixue, even if it is the way to make a living. Ignorant teenager, without this kind of awareness, reading is just spending money to buy a small crusty book, which is just a cheap thing that the power of the rat's eyes asks. You can see that you should be aware. ”

The boy didn't make a sound, but silently took out a pen from his pocket and said to the man: "Teacher Mu, I decided to volunteer on the spot, I believe in my brother's original choice." ”

Teacher Mu took out a pen and handed it to the boy, looking at the boy who was seriously filling in the volunteer with a smile: "Let's use this pen to fill it in, it's just a routine." Also, this pen for you, this is your natal test pen, in the four years from entering the school to graduation, he will be your heavy edge on the road to seek the Tao. ”

"Chang Feibai......" Looking at the name signed by the boy, Teacher Mu read out softly: "Chang Feibai, Chang Feibai...... It seems that you are Chang Feizhan's younger brother, speaking of your brother, he is a big celebrity in our school. ”

Chang Feibai, who had just filled in the volunteer and paused to put down the pen, looked up at Mr. Mu sitting across the table in surprise but was stunned by the scene in front of him, time seemed to slowly solidify into a liquid state, and then solidified into a solid state, the noisy and noisy gradually became distant, but the decibels were getting bigger and bigger, and the scenes around him were frozen in a stage, Mr. Mu delicately leaned over and pulled out the chair, stood up, turned around, paced, the back was light and silent, and the place where he passed brought up a circle of whirlpools to smear all the real scenes around him。 Because he clearly felt that his fingers would also bring up a whirlpool of smearing and transforming the things around him, this strange change did not gradually calm down until Chang Feibai inadvertently took the pen away from the volunteer form, and the surrounding environment was unrecognizable: in a huge lecture hall, it was dark and cold, it was pitch black outside the window, and from time to time a cold wind whistled through the window and brought up the tape attached to the glass with a whining sound. The corners were dark and blurry, and from time to time there was a whisper of chatter, even though there was no human figure there. On each desk, there was a student who had just finished writing at his desk, his eyes full of horror and surprise, and there was a huge lecture hall, and hundreds of living people were breathing together, but they could hear the sound of the chandelier creaking and shaking clearly. On the podium, it was Teacher Mu who left Chang Feibai with a distant back, only to see him turn around suddenly, naturally press his hands on the lectern in front of him at some point, and say loudly and powerfully: "Fellow students, you are all ...... Enlightened warriors! are all ...... Regardless of the limitations of the times, even if the ability is limited, even if the circumstances are limited, this should not be an excuse for the students' ambitions to be difficult to show their hatred, but is your consciousness really as firm as you say, I know that all of you have a self-proclaimed Promethean spirit of resistance, but is that really the way you are seeking? Suddenly, the lecture hall was brightly lit, and all the darkness, coldness and depression disappeared, and Teacher Mu shouted: "Welcome to the Seeking Dao Academy!!"