Mo Peng's short and fat body moved forward like a fat groundhog. Luo Shuqing, who was behind him, couldn't bear to look at him and coldly stared at him.
"If you are ignorant and incompetent, then don't speak without thinking!"
"How am I ignorant and incompetent? Are you saying that my A's in all seven subjects are just there for you to trample on? "Mo Peng had a wronged expression on his face. He clearly wanted to liven up the atmosphere. How did he get such a reputation?
It was his father who knew him well. He knew that he couldn't stand the pressure of his "menopausal mother" and was just here to join in the fun. He casually explained and brought him into the circle of discussion. "Student and staff are just code names. They have their own specific meanings. Are you not interested in them?"
As long as he could hide from this old lady, he would be interested in anything.
Mo Peng was thick-skinned. He chuckled and said, "Isn't there one now? Back then, you chased after me and wanted to instill this thing in me. Now that the seed has sprouted … "
He snatched the notebook from Luo Nan's hands as he spoke. He saw the flexible e-ink screen interface and was stunned: "What effect is this? It looks like I'm soaking in water. "
Mo Peng's description was extremely apt. Right now, the second layer of the drawing software's interface seemed to be submerged in muddy river water. The five-story tower structure that was close to the diagram of Maslow's Hierarchy of Needs was practically completely submerged in the water. It looked as if there was a layer of dusky membrane separating it from the rest of the cards … … The sketches that Luo Nan had created were even more blurry and indistinct.
Luo Nan didn't know what was going on, but he had a faint feeling that this sort of scene was related to his own ability. He didn't want to discuss it further, so he took the notebook back and closed it.
"It's nothing, it's just a screensaver …"
The effect of this lie was very touching. However, Mo Peng was very clear about Luo Nan's awkward temperament. He knew that Luo Nan didn't want to talk about it, so he didn't ask. He still used the Social Format Diagram as a life-saving straw.
"Brother, Master! Imparting knowledge and dispelling doubts refers to you. Tell me, what do those codenames mean? Grass is growing in my heart … "
Luo Nan glanced at his uncle. Luo Nan was currently adjusting the car's AI function. It seemed that he no longer participated in the conversation between youngsters. On the other hand, his aunt, who was sitting in the backseat, was looking at them quietly with a dazed expression.
The atmosphere in the carriage was a little subtle.
Luo Nan thought for a bit and spoke in a soft voice: "The original intent of establishing this model was to explain the effects of an individual on the Social Format and the structure of relationships … …"
"Social Format?"
Mo Peng was stunned. Fortunately, he was the grandson of the Luo family. Even if he was not interested in Formatting Theory, he still had some basic concepts. "It refers to the structure of society, right? The collective composition and way of existence of human beings that affects individuals and changes nature? "
Luo Nan gave Mo Peng a thumbs up when he heard this. Though it wasn't that precise, it saved Luo Nan a lot of talking.
"Every country, tribe, region, and human collective must have their own specific social structure. Through this format, a steady stream of new social individuals would be produced. At the same time, nature would be transformed and new resources would be obtained to provide for the existence and operation of the society.
"Every social individual will be branded with the Social Format, and to a certain extent, will produce a counterforce to the Social Format.
"Students refer to learners. They can only accept the one-way indoctrination of the Social Format. They are not considered complete social individuals and are unable to be of any use.
"Employees refer to workers. They are the basic social individuals. They possess a certain ability to survive independently and maintain the basic operation of the Social Format.
"Technicians refer to promoters. Their advantage over employees lies in the fact that they can already optimize the Social Format and increase the efficiency of the operation of the format.
"Clergymen refer to the Enlightened. They have a relatively complete understanding of the Social Format and begin to consciously utilize the power of the Social Format.
"Politicians refer to the Innovators. They are the higher level Enlightened. While utilizing the Social Format, they also carry out a conscious transformation of the format in an attempt to maximize the benefits … …"
Mo Peng was worthy of being an excellent student with all seven grades. He immediately spoke when he heard this: "It sounds like a certain variant of the theory of hierarchy. Then the question is, what is the basis for dividing these classes and strata? Is there a unified standard? "
Luo Nan was silent when he heard this. He felt the gaze of his uncle from the side at this time. He raised his head and their gazes met. He revealed a bitter smile.
"The standard is me! I am the standard! "
Luo Yuandao picked up a rectangular block of wood in the independent ward of Anhai Sanatorium Center. He gently placed it on the wall that was half the height of a person in front of him.
His fingers were trembling. The various diseases of his nervous system had pretty much destroyed his body. His originally tall stature had already collapsed. His entire body was just skin and bones. He was completely emaciated and deformed. He appeared to be incomparably weak.
Luo Yuandao wasn't even eighty years old this year. In this day and age, he could be considered to have just entered old age. Some people hadn't even retired yet.
However, he was already infinitely close to the end of his life. Even though he was still stubbornly standing, he was still constructing his work.
Even though his fingers and arms were trembling, when the building blocks fell to their positions, they were all upright and seamless. He was able to obtain this result because he had been controlling it back and forth for nearly half an hour. He was determined not to let go until he obtained the final, perfect result.
A smile appeared on his withered and dry face. It was clear that Luo Yuandao was extremely satisfied with the structure in front of him.
In fact, it wasn't just in front of him. All around him were short walls made from building blocks. Luo Nan and Mo Peng could only talk to him through the short walls.
The high level nurse next to Luo Yuandao was a very patient middle-aged woman surnamed Hong. She saw that the building blocks had been placed, so she asked him softly from the other side:
"Old man, this piece is done. Let's take a break?"
Luo Yuandao ignored her. He was in a good mood, so he wasn't stingy in answering his grandson's questions. He grinned like a gigantic laughing skeleton:
"I created the theory. Of course it uses me as the standard. It must serve me. Haven't you heard: All things are for me. My heart is the universe! I, am the common lord of all things. I, am the center of the universe! "
Mo Peng turned his head away a bit awkwardly. It was really hard for a normal person to endure this stubborn and crazy old man's logic. Right now it was very difficult for him to endure it. His parents, who were always by his side in the past, seemed to have gone to consult about the old man's condition. They weren't here, so he didn't even dare to speak. He felt more and more uncomfortable.
However, what made Mo Peng feel even more uncomfortable was that his cousin, who was standing next to him, seemed to be very engrossed. He was even a bit fanatical!
Oh my god … …
Luo Yuandao picked up another building block and raised it in front of his eyes. He continued his lecture: "I possess the principles of heaven and earth. I can bestow the roots of all things. Just like this block of wood. It can be square, but it can also be round. Square and round are nothing more than external appearances. I can even change its internal root nature. What's so special about its external appearance?
"I used it to construct this temple. This is my domain. If I want it to be square, then it will be square. If I want it to be round, then it will be round!"
The building block fell as he spoke. But this time, he was too excited from speaking. He didn't place it in the right place, so it fell all of a sudden.
Luo Yuandao reached out his hand to grab it by reflex. His weak body couldn't maintain its balance and he fell straight forward.
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