Chapter (23)
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Even after taking the medicine, he still suffered from insomnia for several days. Now the sleepiness suddenly came over him. Tao Ling quickly took a shower and huddled into bed.
After lying down for a while, he turned on his phone, and the interface was still on the post just now. When I clicked on it, everyone in the building was screaming, "He's so handsome."
Someone in the reply below echoed that he wanted to buy flowers every day.
Tao Ling: "..." After a long while, he made a sound, threw away his phone and went to sleep.
He fell asleep quickly, but when he woke up, his head felt dizzy. Tao Ling looked outside in a daze, and the sky was dim, as if it was already night.
There was a strong wind outside, and the windows were open and banged against the wall.
I closed my eyes and struggled for a while, and finally got out of bed, rubbing my temples. I originally wanted to open the curtains and close the window, but I forgot that there were flowers on the windowsill. Just as he stretched out his hand to pull, the heavy curtain cloth slammed into the bouquet.
Before anyone could react, there was a crisp crackling sound, a piece of glass bounced up and crossed the back of the hand, and the water flowed to the feet.
After a moment of pause, a deep-seated sadness suddenly crawled up his back. In the obscure night, Tao Ling bent down suddenly.
The wind blew violently, and for a moment the urban forest seemed to turn into an endless wasteland, leaving only a lonely figure and his newly broken glass vase.
On Monday, a conference on religious studies was held at the Provincial University. Tao Ling's paper was scheduled for the afternoon session, but there was an article he wanted to review in the morning. The article happened to be from S University, and the author was a doctoral student in his senior brother Kou Huai's institute. .
After getting up early and finishing the things at hand, Tao Ling went downstairs to pick up Kou Huai and then went to the meeting together. Fortunately, the location is not far away, in the large conference room next to the religious center.
It seems that all the academic conferences I have attended and experienced since my undergraduate studies have been like this. The format is nothing new and the scenes are the same.
After all, he had finished reviewing the paper he was reading. During the break, Kou Huaifei wanted to drag Tao Ling to talk to a professor from University A, but he was chatting with an acquaintance and couldn't get away. After waiting for a while, the meeting resumed, Tao Ling smiled, walked back briskly and sat down.
Kou Huai knocked on his paper a few times with hatred, and Tao Ling dealt with it with a smile.
Before the surroundings were completely quiet, someone suddenly shouted from behind: "Teacher Tao."
Tao Ling turned around and saw a little girl with short hair, probably a student from the school who came to observe.
The girl's big watery eyes were looking at him. She looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen her before, so he just nodded lightly.
In the afternoon, after finishing his paper in a nonchalant manner, and waiting for others to comment on it in a nonchalant manner, Tao Ling felt nothing in his heart. He just felt like he had completed a task.
He slipped out of the conference room during free discussion. While he was standing on the balcony enjoying the breeze, a person came over from the other end of the corridor. Tao Ling didn't pay attention at first, but the figure stopped next to him.
"Teacher Tao, I just listened to your paper and it was very good. Can I ask you a question?" It was the little girl from the morning.
Tao Ling turned around and said, "You ask."
The student thought for a while and said, "I have been reading Mr. Zhan Shichuang's book these past two days. He said that Taoism can continue to become the carrier of new trends of thought in traditional Chinese culture. I would like to ask the teacher how you understand this sentence."
Tao Ling was slightly surprised: "Are you a graduate student at the Institute of Religion? I've never seen you before."
Hearing his question, the little girl suddenly felt a little shy and said in a low voice: "No, teacher, my name is Yunnan, the Yunnan in Kunming. I am a senior in college, but I have already decided to go to graduate school in this school, majoring in literature and art."
"Oh." Tao Lingying suddenly remembered what happened when he was a graduate student some time ago, and finally understood why he looked familiar.
Yunnan smiled: "Students in this major won't ask such idiotic questions like me, right?"
Tao Ling pushed up his glasses: "A problem is a problem, as long as you don't know how to ask, it's fine. There is no such thing as an idiot."
Yunnan nodded quickly.
Tao Ling thought for a while: "You ask me how I understand this sentence. Are you talking about "Taoist Art and Literature and Art"? Mr. Tao has explained it in the book. Taoism has the characteristics of tolerance, and its system of gods is complex. Since its origin, it has been absorbing traditional Chinese folk beliefs, which is destined to have a good foundation and conditions for its spread among the people. To put it more simply, people can be satisfied by it because they can always find a way of belief that suits them. .”
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