20 years of restarting life

Chapter 3055: Idealist Walking on a Road

After watching the sunrise, Zhao Changan felt that he had made clear to Yan Ziyao what needed to be done and what needed to be said, so he suggested that she stop being lazy and sit still, but get up and pose for some nice pictures for her photo, and then go back to have a vegetarian meal.

After all, they were just at this viewing point, and the two of them had been dawdling for nearly an hour.

It's not that Zhao Changan was very particular and kept it all closed. He just unzipped his down jacket and let Yan Ziyao's delicate body wrap in his arms and sit on his lap. He didn't toss and turn around randomly, otherwise she would have collapsed long ago.

But Yan Ziyao didn't want to get up from the warm embrace, and didn't want to go back so early. She sat on Zhao Changan's lap, twisting and turning in his arms, acting coquettishly and not wanting to leave.

It is said that it is quiet and deserted here, so I want to sit for a while and watch the beautiful scenery of the sunrise over Songshan Valley.

But Zhao Changan knew that although the wine was delicious, one should not drink too much. Although the sunrise here was beautiful, the early morning in the mountains was still too cold. Zhao Changan was naturally full of vigor and was fine, but Yan Ziyao's delicate body might not be able to withstand such cold weather.

Good things can be eaten slowly, and beautiful scenery can be appreciated later. There is no need to hold on to them and not let go.

Seeing that Zhao Changan insisted, Yan Ziyao had no choice but to grab him a few times in dissatisfaction, then stood up with a frown on her face, and left Zhao Changan's warm embrace.

The temperature in the mountains was low, and Yan Ziyao shivered and sneezed several times.

The snot was flying everywhere, hanging outside the nose and sticking to the mouth, which made Zhao Changan laugh. Yan Ziyao blushed out of embarrassment and twisted Zhao Changan's waist coquettishly.

Then Yan Ziyao posed in several beautiful poses and asked Zhao Changan to take pictures of her. Unfortunately, this camera did not have a small LCD screen to view the photo effects, and Zhao Changan was not sure how his photos turned out.

Yan Ziyao wanted to take a photo with Zhao Changan, but this point-and-shoot camera didn't even have a timer and automatic shooting function. When she returned to the main entrance of the mountain temple, Yan Ziyao wanted to ask a handsome young monk to help her take a few photos of her and Zhao Changan.

As soon as Zhao Changan saw the appearance of this young master, he knew that Yan Ziyao was still too young. For this kind of thing, especially since he was a well-known public figure, he should ask someone older for help. Such people were more reserved and did not have much motivation to make progress. Young people, on the other hand, all had the ambition to improve themselves.

Sure enough, the young master readily agreed, but he also 'embarrassedly' put forward a small request, which was to take a photo with Zhao Changan.

Yan Ziyao didn't dare to agree and looked at Zhao Changan pitifully.

Zhao Changan smiled and nodded, just like a great person occasionally dropping a drop of water on the weeds on the roadside. Whether it was a good fate or something else, it was also a fate.

He had heard a joke before. It was about an organization that wanted to build a work building, but due to financial constraints, the superiors refused to approve it. When everyone was at a loss, a male teacher volunteered to do it. He ran to the men's restroom of the organization and waited for the leader to go to the toilet. When the leader was about to go to the toilet, he ran up to him and asked for his signature, and he finally signed.

This is of course a joke that was said briefly, but it also illustrates the truth that meeting someone is fate.

The young master happily took the point-and-shoot camera that Yan Ziyao handed to him and took pictures of Zhao Changan and his friend. During the photo shoot, Yan Ziyao was either holding Zhao Changan's arm with a beautiful smile on her face, or making a victory sign with her hands scissors in front of him. In Zhao Changan's opinion, there was not a single normal photo of a man and a woman together that looked like a normal group photo of an ordinary couple.

Although Zhao Changan was a little uncomfortable with it, he couldn't be the legendary land immortal who would turn against his will once he put on his pants. Now he was glad in his heart that Yan Ziyao was holding a point-and-shoot camera instead of an expensive and latest digital camera, otherwise it would be so embarrassing when Wu Yue and Zheng Chi wanted to see the photos later.

After the young master took a photo of Zhao Changan and Yan Ziyao, Yan Ziyao took another photo of Zhao Changan and the young master. The two of them looked very well behaved, with Zhao Changan looking serious and the young master smiling.

Then Yan Ziyao asked if he wanted to take a photo with her. The young master Lianlian shook his head, which made Yan Ziyao laugh. After leaving the address and name for the photo to be mailed, the two returned to the upper courtyard. The more than ten rooms inside were still closed and no lights were on. It was already 7:30 in the morning. It had been more than two hours since Zhao Changan and Yan Ziyao left to watch the sunrise, and neither of them had gotten up.

Zhao Changan and Yan Ziyao smiled at each other. Neither of them felt like continuing to sleep at this time, so they decided to tour the temple for a while. This was a thousand-year-old temple, filled with a lot of history.

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In the morning, Zhao Changan drove down the mountain and did not go to the house in Shanjingyuan Community, but went straight to Zheng City.

This time, Wu Yue did not sit in the back and continue discussing with Zheng Chi how to configure the machine. Instead, he pushed Yan Ziyao to the back and sat in the co-pilot seat himself, chatting with Zhao Changan about everything from ancient times to the present, both at home and abroad, with a cigarette in his mouth.

He talked excitedly about everything from Sino-US trade, the situation in the Middle East, Sino-Russian geopolitics, world technology, to parallel worlds, and Zhao Changan habitually agreed with him or argued with him. Sometimes the two had different opinions and the argument was as lively as the quacking of a duck nest.

In Wu Yue's view, it was when he was having these deep philosophical debates with Zhao Changan that his brain was highly alert and relaxed.

Wu Yue's angry youth nature makes him particularly engaged when talking, and he likes to win or lose, which is also the main reason why he has few real friends.

Fortunately, he loves drinking, is generous, not concerned about money, and likes playing games, otherwise he would have no one to interact with at school.

Yan Ziyao, who was sitting in the back, always chuckled when she heard this. Since Zheng Chi became a real man the night before, he finally understood what Zhao Changan had taught him before, "If it's called Nong, it doesn't matter if it's ugly as long as it can be used, it can be given a high score; if it's not called Nong, even if it's a fairy, it's ugly and fails."

This time, he finally didn't act like a pig as before, flattering any beautiful woman he could talk to.

All the way in the car, I was looking at the scenery outside the window, thinking about going back quickly, having a good talk with Zhao Changan in the evening, and then meeting those beautiful women who were open-minded.

Not only did he not think about talking or joking with Yan Ziyao, he also had to find a way to calm Yan Ziyao down, to make her not doubt or interfere, and of course not follow her.

So if you want a boy to grow and transform quickly, give him a woman, but it is unknown whether the result of this growth and transformation will be sublimation or degeneration.

Zhao Changan only saw traditional depravity in Zheng Chi and Wu Yue.

Ancient men of letters and scholars liked to visit brothels. They certainly did not go there just to drink and show off, but their main purpose was actually to play with that kind of stuff, but they just used this as an excuse to "painfully" play with the Yangzhou skinny horse.

In ancient times, officials had three wives and four concubines, not to mention the emperor, who had three palaces, six courtyards and seventy-two concubines. Even local tycoons who were not doing well and businessmen had several wives and concubines. Only the poor and the paupers either could not marry or had only one wife. That's why those literati and poets promoted the idea that playing with women was depravity and that one should be infatuated with women.

We, the men of letters, play in order to find inspiration for writing articles, poems, and songs. We invest ten drops of blood into one drop of our essence and are not afraid to harm our bodies for the sake of art. Ancient officials, emperors, wealthy people, and merchants had huge fortunes at home that needed inheritors. You, the ancient feudal peasants, did not have the pain of learning poetry, nor did you have huge fortunes to inherit, so you had to abstain from sex and be ashamed of it.

When the valley is empty, the river dries up; when the hill is flat, the abyss becomes full. When the sage dies, the great thieves will not arise, and the world will be peaceful and without trouble. When the sage lives on, the great thieves will not stop. Even if one respects the sage and governs the world, he is like the thief Zhi who values ​​profit. If one makes a measure to measure things, he will steal them with the measure; if one makes a scale to weigh things, he will steal them with the scale; if one makes a seal to seal things, he will steal them with the seal; if one makes a benevolent and righteous thing to correct it, he will steal it with the benevolent and righteous thing.

Laozi advocated a small country with few people, which was a bit extreme, but it was actually a helpless and backward suggestion for the people to live a good life under the low productivity at that time. However, with the advancement of science and technology, some of it can be overcome. Instead, the earth can be regarded as a village of "small country with few people", without war and plunder of resources by powerful forces, and the entire Milky Way is a larger world stage.

This is also what many people in this era who truly care about the world have been quietly working hard to do in their respective directions and fields.