Through the Psychic Wave Network, Bamboo Pole looked straight at him and grinned. "I won't say much about other things, but since you've attended both my class and Secretary He's class, don't you have any thoughts?"
"...... Probably." Luo Nan's heart wasn't as hesitant as his mouth was. After all, He Yueyin and Bamboo Pole were both teaching cultural classes, and their styles were completely different. In private, he couldn't help but make some comparisons.
Bamboo Pole encouraged, "Tell me, tell me."
There was no need to say much about Bamboo Pole's teaching methods. As for He Yueyin, Luo Nan thought for a bit and said, "Sister Yueyin teaches. All sorts of information is readily available at her fingertips. She covers a wide range of details, and the context is clear. She is very captivating."
"What else?"
"His arguments are precise, and his words are eloquent. Furthermore, they are often sharp and penetrating to the bone. Most of the time, he points directly at the deeper business behind important events. The relationship between the secular world and the inner world, the traditional political structure and the new powers of ability users, is clearly understood. "
Bamboo Pole's eyebrows twitched. "What you've just said, I think I've done pretty well. Of course, I can forget about the 'Righteous Promise' part. But don't just praise me, do you think I don't have any flaws? Or is it something different from me? "
He saw that Luo Nan was a bit hesitant, so he urged Luo Nan with all his might: "Relax. I won't blabber. Plus, even if I say it, people will be open-minded. They won't care."
"I don't know what's missing." In the end, Luo Nan was an honest child. He didn't want to gossip behind Luo Nan's back. He pondered for a while before saying, "I'm different from you. The knowledge points in class are more concentrated, and the pace is much faster than yours."
Bamboo Pole laughed heartily and clapped his hands. "That's right."
"Huh?" Luo Nan didn't understand what was so funny about this.
Bamboo Pole reminded him further, "Isn't the timetable he arranged for you for the same reason? From morning till night, you followed him closely? "
"Uh, it's alright. It's not particularly tight. Besides, if I don't do this, how can I quickly grasp knowledge? "
"Of course you think it's normal, because you and she are the same kind of person. They're all like a taut bow. When they shoot out an arrow, it's sharp and indestructible. But what about during normal times? "
Luo Nan was slightly stunned. This was the first time he had heard someone place him on the same level as He Yueyin.
Bamboo Pole continued, "No one in the branch can keep up with Secretary He's fast pace. It's as if there's a beast chasing after her. Ever since she had joined, she had assisted in the affairs of the branch and drawn up various systems. Of course, it was good, but it was a loose association, and they weren't in a state of war. Who could persevere every day? Out of a hundred people, ten are used to it, ten are persevering, fifty are slackers, and thirty are dragging us down. Before we can face the external enemies, we will collapse internally … "
Luo Nan seriously suspected that Bamboo Pole had seized the opportunity to ridicule him.
As a hacker, this guy was naturally skeptical of all constraints. He was a standard anarchist, and he never hid this when he taught.
But Luo Nan really admired one thing about Bamboo Pole. Ridicule was ridicule, but Bamboo Pole and He Yueyin were the best partners in these operations. Their tacit understanding was the highest.
We are talking about an example. " Bamboo Pole adjusted his posture on the ergonomic chair and said helplessly, "In a sense, people like Secretary He are very self-centered. Don't doubt me, I'm talking about you. Unconsciously or unconsciously, you always think that the Earth will rotate according to your rhythm. "
Luo Nan, who was self-centered, could only listen.
"Let's not talk about it. Secretary He is actually a great person. She has a bit of a messiah mentality. She always feels that her way of doing things is good for everyone. She has a sense of responsibility for all living beings under the heavens. Perhaps with her family background, she really does know more secrets, dangers, and unspeakable difficulties than we do. But for a hopeless fellow like me, she's a bit boring. I can't raise any interest in pursuing her."
Bamboo Pole's eyes slanted as he spoke to this point. "What about you?"
"......"
The silence lasted for a moment. Luo Nan was baffled. "Why aren't you talking?"
Bamboo Pole spread his hands. "I'm asking you. You're much more autistic than Secretary He, and her goals are clearer than yours. Her techniques are more superb, and her mind is clearer. She knows her own shortcomings, and she is constantly improving. But you're different. You're only 16 years old, right? You're underage, immature, and your temperament isn't set. You have a head full of bizarre thoughts. Don't say it out loud. Isn't it tiring to use your brain to guess? "
Luo Nan's lips twitched. This wasn't the first time he had heard such an evaluation, but it was rare for Bamboo Pole to use an example as a foil. Luo Nan felt a bit sorry for He Yueyin.
Just as he was about to speak, Bamboo Pole raised his hand. "There's no need to say things like justifying Formatting Theory and protecting my mother's work."
Then what else was there to say? Luo Nan choked in an instant.
Bamboo Pole stared at him for a long time before sighing. "You don't have any other goals?"
Luo Nan imitated him and spread his hands. "Just these aren't enough? What else do you want? "
Bamboo Pole sighed once more. "Isn't this enough?"
"Huh?"
"What's there to dissect? You've said a long string, but the conclusion is already very clear: You and Secretary He are the same kind of people. You both live your days with your bowstrings stretched taut. Your goals are the source of your pressure. This is because those things are very hard to deal with. They are very hard to achieve. "
Luo Nan didn't like hearing these words. "It's very hard to achieve?"
"As long as it involves confrontation, it's very hard." Bamboo Pole took care of Luo Nan's mood. He erased a key phrase and highlighted another. "Who are the people standing against you? If the disparity is too great, the harder you work, the greater the pressure. Unless you possess the ability to flatten everything, or at the very least, you have the ability to make most people compromise. Just like Her Majesty Empress Wu. "
Luo Nan was silent.
"Even Her Majesty Empress Wu rarely directly confronts a certain colossus. For her, growing and strengthening is her number one priority. She takes the initiative. She prioritizes things. She has to do things step by step. It doesn't matter if she takes a few detours.
"Secretary He's route is very clear. It's to integrate the Society's stragglers and stragglers. Perhaps her methods are worth discussing, but she has a strong backbone. She has many resources, and her selfishness is even less.
"What about you? You charge your way towards your goal. You flatten all the traps and mechanisms. Fortunately, you're a stubborn piece of iron. You'll treat ordinary checkpoints as hammering blows. If it were someone else, they would have long since been smashed into meat paste. But in the future, will Quantum Corporation, the Order of Justice, and those people from Headquarters continue to hammer you? Or will they set up a blast furnace and melt you in one breath? "
Luo Nan's eyelids twitched. This was the situation he was worried about.
However, Bamboo Pole's words seemed to have deviated once more. He was no longer simply analyzing Luo Nan.
Luo Nan was still uncertain, so he followed along with Bamboo Pole's tone and asked, "Then Brother Bamboo Pole, what do you think I should do next?"
Only when the words left his mouth did Luo Nan remember that he had asked Bamboo Pole for guidance not too long ago. Back then, Bamboo Pole had refused, and Her Majesty Empress Wu and He Yueyin were two examples.
Sure enough, Bamboo Pole extended a hand and pointed at him. "You're asking me this again. What's the point of asking me? I dare to bet that with your temper, no matter what extravagant flowery words other people say, you'll still follow your temper when things come to a head. Flatten! Whether it's a hammer or a blast furnace in front of you, there's no difference. "
Luo Nan really didn't have much hope in his control. There was just one point where he admitted that Bamboo Pole was wrong. "I don't want to play with flatten. Who wouldn't be happy if they could reach their goal more easily? But when things come to a head, I have no choice. "
"Then how do you get yourself to the point where things come to a head time and time again?"
"......" Luo Nan really did consider this question seriously for a moment. Since when did he always fall into a situation where there was no way out?
He didn't obtain an answer, but there was one thing that was very clear. If these days continued, the times where things came to a head would grow more and more frequent. The opportunities for him to make choices would grow smaller and smaller until there were none.
Bamboo Pole looked at Luo Nan's expression and could roughly understand Luo Nan's current bewilderment. "So, I'll still say the same thing. If I were you, I would certainly run as far as I can. It's not because of fear or cowardice. It's because you have enough space to act as a buffer. Only then can you grow and strengthen. Only then can you have the leeway to choose. "
"That's impossible." Luo Nan didn't even need to think before he refused.
Bamboo Pole had expected this long ago. His eyes didn't even blink as he immediately said, "Then you need a shield and a rein. The shield will give you a chance to catch your breath on the battlefield. The rein will strangle your neck when you're hot-headed."
Luo Nan blinked his eyes. "Brother Bamboo Pole, you can speak a bit more bluntly."
Bamboo Pole rolled his eyes. "I've already spoken bluntly enough …. Fine. What I mean is that you need to find a backer."
"Backer? Rely on who? "
Bamboo Pole looked at him like he was looking at an idiot. "Who in Xia City can you rely on right now?"
"President Ouyang …."
"Get lost, you idiot!"
Luo Nan grunted. He felt quite wronged. There were only two Extraordinaries who could protect him in Xia City. What was wrong with him thinking of Ouyang Chen in the first instance?
Luo Nan's thoughts spun again. Only then did he realize that the example that Bamboo Pole spared no effort in talking was absolutely not just for show.
"You want me to rely on Her Majesty Empress Wu?"
Luo Nan knew that he had finally guessed correctly when he saw Bamboo Pole's expression. However, he didn't quite understand Bamboo Pole's train of thought. "What's the difference between President Ouyang and Her Majesty Empress Wu? Also, aren't I under their protection right now? "
"The Xia City branch taking care of you is official business. Since it's official business, it will be restricted by procedures. Accordingly, there will certainly be flaws. The matter with Headquarters is the best proof. The same reasoning can be used on President Ouyang. Who let him be the president? "
Bamboo Pole used his finger to point at Luo Nan from afar. "More importantly, in a loose organization like the Society, there's no one who can control you. You can do stupid things, and there's no way to restrain you. He Yueyin is quite suitable, but she's standing in the wrong position from the start. She's the boss's secretary and the like. It's so awkward. "
Luo Nan was a bit embarrassed. "Brother Bamboo Pole, you're an anarchist. Everything you say is controlled. Is that really good?"
"At the very least, I never cause trouble." Bamboo Pole stabbed a knife into Luo Nan's chest and twisted it. "I rarely do stupid things. Even so, I sometimes find a place to rest and earn a bit of extra money. "
"Huh?"
"Idiot. I'm a lobbyist right now, Boss Luo!"
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