Many truths in this world are the same, but the expressions are different.

Some of the performances are simple and easy to understand at a glance, while others are complex and profound, covered with layers of skin, but their essence is still the same.

Brooklyn's request for Heather Gerken was a precious, but not difficult, seat on the Circuit Court of Appeals, in exchange for a bunch of straw bales brought by Heather Gerken.

He had to agree to Heather Gerken's gang and help Heather Gerken get rid of the opposition. This was undoubtedly a great relief to have a blood transfusion for the dangerous Heather Gerken.

It doesn't look like a good deal at all, and Brooklyn loses a lot.

But that's not how things look at it.

He agreed to Heather Gerken's "joining", which means that Heather Gerken will deceive everyone with him, and all the means and threats that Heather Gerken has prepared against him will disappear automatically.

What public plans, what big war of words, what fish are dead, all these will disappear with the addition of Heather Gerken, and will never happen again.

But what Heather Gerken is going to do will be in Brooklyn's hands again.

Maybe the argument that you wronged someone or offended someone else for the sake of your nemesis Harvard isn't fatal enough, but that's okay.

After all, there are countless things in this world, and there will only be 0 and countless times.

This time, Heather Gerken wronged the Yale people for the sake of the Harvard, why can't he stand with Harvard next time? Why can't you let the Yale people block the guns for the Harvard people next time...... Finally, why can't Heather Gerken take Yale and turn him into a vassal of Harvard?

Being a traitor is the same as sucking D, at first it is just a superficial taste, and slowly you will become addicted to it - being a traitor is addictive!

Brooklyn was luring Heather Gerken into becoming addicted to his first attempt at becoming a traitor.

Heather Gerken quickly sensed this.

But Brooklyn didn't care if he saw through it or not. Do addicts not know they're sucking D when they try it for the first time? I knew that I still tried, but in the end I couldn't stop, and I fell deeper and deeper, and completely slipped into the abyss.

"Think about it, you only need a seat in the Circuit Court of Appeals to send these bales away, and you won't have to listen to their chatter again. It's a good deal."

Brooklyn patted Heather Gerken on the shoulder.

"I thought I had made a very big concession, and you should be satisfied, at least thank you for my guess."

At this time, Brooklyn had no idea of the bad attitude he had towards Heather Gerken, and he was nagging like a drug dealer.

Addicts almost all know what they're doing when they try it for the first time, but most of them choose to deceive themselves and pretend they don't know.

Brooklyn was a little curious as to what Heather Gerken would choose.

Is it to pretend that you don't see through Brooklyn's purpose, or to be frank?

"To be honest, I don't know what else to consider for such a simple question. If it were me, I'd definitely say yes now." Brooklyn kept trying to persuade Heather Gerken to "give it a try" and "just give it a try."

He said, "What are you hesitating about? I'm going to regret it."

The reason why Brooklyn was so almost candid in exposing his goals to Heather Gerken, without concealing them, was not a deliberate play.

[In view of the general environment,

The abusive remarks against Heather Gerken may have been out of revenge, but in essence, Brooklyn doesn't want to humiliate an opponent — if he has the quality to match.

Verbally humiliating a person who has the strength to be his opponent will not show how powerful he is, on the contrary, it will have no effect except for the price drop.

Not to mention contempt.

To despise a person who has the matching strength to be his opponent is not to show his strength, this is to find death.

Heather Gerken is a match, and Brooklyn may defy him in attitude, but never really

Despises from the heart.

On the contrary, Brooklyn values Heather Gerken.

He didn't think that disguising the purpose would obfuge the way.

First "the lion opened his mouth", asked for a price that Heather Gerken could not accept, then negotiated little by little, and finally lowered the price, and unknowingly won the lottery Heather Gerken lured into the pit.

This plan sounds much better than the "lowest price" in the first place. It sounds so perfect, so deceptive and artistic.

But it's really just a "straw bale", and its only good thing is that it "sounds good".

Could Heather Gerken be so easy to deceive the past?

How do you make sure Heather Gerken doesn't react?

This is the biggest failure of this "good-sounding" plan – it puts the key to the success of the plan on someone else, rather than taking the initiative yourself.

This is simply a fatal mistake.

When the success of a plan depends on the ability of others, especially if they are still opponents, the plan can basically be invalidated.

Brooklyn chose a plan that sounded unaesthetically pleasing, but was more operational.

He directly exposed the purpose and directly gave the "lowest price", not caring whether Heather Gerken saw through it or not.

The initiative is in his hands.

It may not work alone, but with their previous conversations, the plan is perfect.

In the previous conversation, Brooklyn had cracked Heather Gerken's moves one by one, which made Heather Gerken's preparation sound useless, making the whole conversation situation sound as if Brooklyn was completely suppressing Heather Gerken.

At this time, the psychological pressure on Heather Gerken is unprecedentedly huge - what does it matter if you can't see through the purpose behind the "lowest price"? In the face of such tremendous pressure, the first instinctive instinct of biology should be self-preservation.

This instinctive reaction is difficult to restrain from.

Brooklyn is like a legendary demon that constantly seduces Heather Gerken. He is like the serpent in the Garden of Yindian in the biblical legend, chattering and luring Adam and Eve to swallow the apple and "transgress the laws of heaven."

He portrayed the beauty of doing so, offered to help him find excuses to excuse himself, helped him prepare a flawed response, helped him explain the reasons for his choice, and said the bad things about his own situation......

Brooklyn didn't even know she could say that!

Heather Gerken was standing where a wall blocked the sunlight, and sweat was pouring down his fat cheeks, forcing him to pull out his handkerchief again and again to wipe the sweat.

Brooklyn glanced at the time, and finally stopped talking.

"Let's go eat first."

Brooklyn gestured to his wrist, "It's already a little bit, let's go to dinner first, you think about it." Get back to me before the end of the afternoon meeting."

With that, Brooklyn turned around and beckoned to Harrison. Harrison, who had been leaning against the wall for a moment, shook his head and followed.

Heather Gerken clutched the handkerchief in his hand.

"Wait."

He called out to Brooklyn.

"I ......"

With just one syllable, his voice seemed to be choked, and he couldn't speak anymore.

Brooklyn stood there, patiently waiting.

He didn't rush, he didn't interject for the rest of his words.

There is no rush at such a time.

Heather Gerken is struggling inside, and he needs to give him plenty of time to face his choices and admit them.

Saying "I agree" is a very ceremonial thing, just like "Iagree" at a wedding, which cannot be replaced by someone else.

Time passed slowly, the sun seemed to have set in the west, the original shadow position was illuminated by the sun, and Heather Gerken's lower body was bathed in the sun, feeling the warmth brought by the sun. can

This warmth could not warm his upper body hiding in the shadows no matter what.

"I agree."

He finally finished his sentence.

"I agree with what you say, and I agree to your conditions."

Heather Gerken's whole body was like a deflated ball, and Brooklyn even vaguely saw his fat body shake twice.

He agreed!

A happy smile appeared on Brooklyn's face.

He came back to Heather Gerken, shook his cold hand. Laughed

"Wise choice!"

"Heather, you've made a very wise choice."

"Harvard and Yale have been at loggerheads for hundreds of years, and this move of yours is undoubtedly a goodwill to show the outside world that Harvard and Yale have reconciled."

"Harvard has received your kindness, Heather, and you're going to be a celebrity at Harvard and Yale!"

"A traitor?" Heather Gerken said with a wry smile.

Brooklyn shook his head seriously and said, "Maybe they can't understand it now, but history will understand, future generations will understand, and sooner or later, someone will understand." You are not a traitor, everything you do is to promote friendship and peace between Harvard and Yale. What you have done is great!"

Just like in a certain country, the people of the year did not understand, and the sons and grandsons of the people of the year did not understand, but the grandsons of the grandsons of the people of the year understood.

It is believed that they set foot on that land with friendship and peace.

What do you do with those historical figures? Western scientists have proven that those things are beyond the limits of human beings, and it is impossible for people to do them! Let's show the stuffing! [Note 1]

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Probably all the traitors think that they are doing the right thing, that one day their actions will be understood, and someone will turn them over.

This is a kind of self-soothing and compensating psychology.

Heather Gerken shook her head, pulled out her hand, and put the handkerchief in her pocket.

"Don't comfort me, I know what I'm doing."

In just a few moments, Heather Gerken had come to his senses from that depression and was back to his original form.

He asked calmly, "How far do you need me to go?"

"Break Yale apart? Or give it away? Are you going to merge Yale with Harvard again?"

"Brooklyn, you won." Heather Gerken said calmly, "But have you ever thought about a question?"

"Why didn't I leave Yale?"

He raised his head, tilted his head slightly because of his height, and his whole body shrank in the shadows.

"Or have you ever thought about another question—"

"Am I really going to follow the path you designed?"

"Brooklyn, not everyone is like you, you can sell anything for your own selfish gain."

"I can promise you to run a seat on the Second Circuit Court in exchange for helping me get rid of those idiots."

"I can promise you more concessions, if only you could help me clean up the Yale opposition. Just like you did with Harvard."

"But I'm not like you."

"I cleaned up the opposition for Yale, and you cleaned up the opposition just because they were against you, that's all."

"So, when you ask me to betray Yale, will I still say yes?"

Brooklyn smiled at Heather Gerken's bright, as if the victor was him, and then couldn't help but laugh out loud.

A distinctly mocking laugh leaked out, echoing through the empty hallway, and it seemed very crisp.

Brooklyn waved at Heather Gerken, "I'm sorry."

"I really didn't expect you to do this."

"It's like ......"

Brooklyn thought for a moment and said, "It's like, 'I've thrown in the towel, can't I shout yet.'"

As she spoke, Brooklyn couldn't help but laugh again.

In Heather Gerken's constantly gloomy complexion, it took Brooklyn a long time to hold back a smile. He waved at Heather Gerken and said

"Don't say you're so great."

"You're just doing the same thing as what you call an idiot."

"They," Brooklyn pointed to outside, "and they came to me for cooperation, thinking that your plan of governance for Yale was wrong. Aren't you coming to me with the same idea for cooperation?"

"Don't say anything, they're doing it for themselves." Brooklyn interrupted Heather Gerken with a wave of his hand, raising his voice slightly, "Don't talk about yourself so great."

"It's like the accusation you made against me."

"I got Harvard to end the infighting and unite, no matter what my purpose was, what I was thinking, at least I made Harvard better, that's a fact for all to see!"

"And you? What you say is for Yale, and what you say about a better future will always be just the future!"

Brooklyn pointed at Heather Gerken and said loudly

"If you lose, you have to admit it. Don't try to make a fool of yourself."

"Of course, if that makes you feel better, feel free."

With that, Brooklyn turned to leave.

Harrison was a little confused, he paused, inexplicably looked at Brooklyn's hurried back, didn't understand why he suddenly got angry, and then looked at Heather Gerken, who was blue and iron-faced, hesitated for a moment, bowed slightly, turned around and chased after him.