Huayu 2021: Isn’t he in the technology field?

Chapter 13: Sighing in the Gap
Inside Radio 650, everyone's eyes were focused on Jiang Qing.

After the previous question-and-answer session, everyone present had an implicit sense of respect and expectation for this young doctor, and was curious about his next speech.

Jiang Qing raised his head slightly, and looked through the glass curtain wall at the scenery of peach blossoms flying in the distance.

Then, he slowly said, "I like a sentence very much."

"Sigh, the colt in the gap, the fire in the stone, the body in the dream."

"Mr. Dongpo's [Xingxiangzi]?"

Li Xueqin raised her eyebrows and confirmed with him.

Jiang Qing smiled at her and nodded slightly.

Wang Sulong and the others were all confused and had no idea what the two of them were talking about.

"what does it mean?"

Lamu Yangzi touched Li Xueqin's arm, his face full of curiosity.

This involves her blind spots in knowledge. Although she has a high level of education, her knowledge reserves are not that rich.

"This sentence comes from Su Dongpo's "Xingxiangzi: Shuhuai". The original sentence is [Fame and fortune are vain and exhausting. Sigh, the colt in the gap, the fire in the stone, the body in a dream.]"

"It means that fame and fortune are like fleeting clouds, making it a waste of energy and effort. A person's life is but as fleeting as a horse galloping through a crack, like a spark produced by striking a stone, and as short as a fleeting experience in a dream."

Listening to Li Xueqin's explanation, Lamu Yangzi showed a look of understanding and nodded slightly.

Wang Sulong and the staff standing by all showed a look of realization, and their eyes looked at Jiang Qing with some confusion.

Aren’t you a science and engineering guy?
Can you recite these obscure ancient poems?
Taking in their reactions, Jiang Qing couldn't help but smile.

"I really like this sentence and want to share it with everyone. Life is short. Whether you choose to work hard and make progress or choose to be mediocre and idle, both are ways to live. Don't waste time on it. Just cherish the present moment."

His voice was not loud, but it was clear and powerful. It could be heard clearly by everyone through the loudspeakers in the village and the speakers in the house.

Li Xueqin couldn't help but be slightly startled, a thoughtful look flashed in her eyes, and she nodded slightly.

Wang Sulong, who was originally leaning lazily on the back of the chair, straightened up unconsciously. The relaxed smile on his face gradually faded, replaced by a thoughtful expression.

"Sigh, the colt in the gap..."

At the entrance of the village, Zhou Ye was chewing on Jiang Qing's words in a low voice, and then he thought of his old-fashioned profile picture, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

"Sure enough, there's not a bit of youthful vigor, huh~"

Not far from her, Lai Guanlin vaguely heard her mumbling and his eyes flickered.

At this time, Meng Ziyi was holding a willow branch to the side of her face and asked Zhang Han to take a beautiful photo of her. She didn't hear what Jiang Qing said just now and was very focused.

Only Lai Guanlin kept his eyes on Zhou Ye.

"Jiang Qing, how can you act so mature at such a young age? Are all people in your line of work like this?"

In the room, Lamu Yangzi looked at Jiang Qing and couldn't help but complain.

"Exactly, Jiang Qing, you are so young, what are you doing?"

Wang Sulong also echoed and nodded in agreement.

"Yes, yes, that's not appropriate!"

Li Xueqin couldn't bear to be lonely, so she joined in the fun.

It's so lively when three people from Northeast China get together.

Jiang Qing felt that if he hung out with them for a while longer, he would be able to speak Northeastern dialect fluently.

"I just saw it occasionally and thought it made some sense, so I wanted to share it with everyone."

"Now that I've asked the question, can I retire now that I've accomplished my mission?"

Facing the criticisms from several people, Jiang Qing smiled and raised his hand to ask a question.

He didn't care about the jokes made by several people.

"That's enough, that's enough. Let's go now. You're no longer useful to me."

"That's right, we're going to insert the lunch music."

"Hurry up, I won't send you off!"

Seeing that they had turned their backs on him, Jiang Qing feigned helplessness and shrugged, then stood up and prepared to leave.

"Jiang Qing, I guess no one over there knows how to cook. Come over to our place for dinner later." Just as Jiang Qing turned the door handle and was about to leave, Wang Sulong called out to him.

After the commotion, it’s time to get down to business.

The issue of food is a very important matter for Taohuawu today.

Jiang Qing didn't know yet. There were people in Room 3 and Room 6 who could cook, but it was a bit difficult for Room 8. They were all young people, and it was a problem for them to get food.

It was precisely because of this that Wang Sulong and his companions invited him to stay and have lunch with them.

"I don't need it, just deal with it casually."

Thinking of Song Dandan over there, Jiang Qing politely declined.

The main reason is that I don’t want to listen to the old lady’s nagging. After all, I don’t intend to spoil her, so it’s better to have less contact with her.

What’s more, what they cook may not suit your taste, so it’s better to just make something yourself and save yourself the trouble.

With rich experience of living alone in his previous life, he felt that his cooking skills were decent enough.

After hearing what Jiang Qing said, they stopped trying to keep him and waved goodbye to him.

On the way back to Room 8, it was already a little after eleven o'clock. The sun was shining brightly, and Jiang Qing felt warm under the sun. He couldn't help but squint his eyes comfortably.

Walking into Room 8, Jiang Qing discovered that Zhou Ye and the others were all there, sitting at the dining table in the living room. They smiled and waved when they saw him come back.

"Jiang Qing, you're here just in time. We were just talking about your interview with 650. What you said sounded so impressive. So when can we create Iron Man?"

Seeing Jiang Qing approaching, Meng Ziyi's eyes lit up and his mind opened up.

Jiang Qing's mouth twitched, and he really wanted to tell her directly that there is a difference between technology and science fiction.

"Based on current technological advancements, both Iron Man's materials and Jarvis's intelligence still have a long way to go. Energy endurance is also a major issue. For at least the next twenty years, don't even think about it."

Seeing her look like a curious baby, Jiang Qing patiently explained.

As he spoke, he came to the dining table and sat down.

Opposite him, Zhang Han and Lai Guanlin sat together, while Meng Ziyi and Zhou Ye sat at the head of the table near the kitchen.

"Is that so? Okay then~"

Meng Ziyi pouted in disappointment and instantly looked uninterested.

"Okay, forget about Iron Man for now, let's discuss what we're going to have for lunch."

"I still have some pepper and sesame chicken. What else should we make?"

At this time, Zhou Ye took over the conversation and glanced at Jiang Qing and the others. His small face, which was the size of a palm, had an extremely serious expression.

After she finished speaking, Zhang Han and Lai Guanlin subconsciously looked away.

No way, not at all.

Jiang Qing didn't say anything, but just lowered his head and recalled in his mind what vegetables he bought in the morning.

However, in Zhou Ye's eyes, he, like Zhang Han and Lai Guanlin, were all unable to cook.

"I understand, I understand."

"Then I'll cook for you today and let you taste my cooking skills!"

Seeing this, Meng Ziyi lifted the strands of hair on her forehead, showing an attitude of being brave enough to shoulder the heavy responsibility.

"Then Sister Meng and I will cook."

Zhou Ye sighed imperceptibly, then smiled as if nothing had happened.

At this moment, Jiang Qing raised his head and suddenly came to his senses.

Seeing that the two of them had already stood up and gone to the kitchen, Jiang Qing didn't say anything more.

If they were doing okay, there was no need for him to get involved.

only……

Looking at the two people in the kitchen who were in a mess, he felt that he was overthinking it. He really couldn't have too much expectations for these artists.

"Ah~"

With a light sigh, Jiang Qing slowly stood up and walked towards the kitchen.

(End of this chapter)