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Lin Zhuoyun's postgraduate major is "comparative literature." To put it simply, it is to conduct comparative studies on the literature of different regions, regions, and nationalities, or to compare literature with other art categories and ideologies.

Lu Xun, Mao Dun, Hu Shi, Wu Mi, Chen Yinke, Ji Xianlin, Guo Moruo, Qian Zhongshu, Zhu Guangqian and others are all big names in the field of "comparative literature" in China.

It’s easy to get started with this stuff, but it’s too difficult to get results-cross-language, cross-cultural, and cross-disciplinary, and there is a lot of knowledge that needs to be mastered.

Although there are still a few months before the formal class, Lin Zhuoyun is already studying "Western Literary Theory" by herself. Then she found that some of the content could not be read thoroughly, so she ran to borrow modern Western political philosophy books for reference. New criticism, deconstruction, new historicism, post-colonialism... all kinds of messy terminology take people seriously.

"In other words, why do you choose comparative literature? This course takes too much thought." Song Weiyang couldn't help asking.

"Because I like it," Lin Zhuoyun said, "I wanted to choose the Chinese Department as an undergraduate, but my dad forced me to study political economy. Now I can decide on my own. Then I can choose a fun one. Comparative literature can broaden my mind and horizon, and appreciate each. Different cultures and arts."

Song Weiyang smiled and said, "That's right, just like it."

Lin Zhuoyun continued to bury her head in reading, she was quiet and could sit there and read all day.

Song Weiyang stood behind Lin Zhuoyun, braided her loose long hair, untied the braid and turned it into a ponytail, and finally pulled up a bun and put it on as a hairpin with a writing brush. After playing around for a long time, Song Weiyang said casually: "Why don't you watch a movie another day? I just received a call and Mr. Liu from the Eastern Hope Group asked me to have dinner. Some things need to be discussed."

"Okay, then go to the movies tomorrow." Lin Zhuoyun turned the pages while holding the book.

Song Weiyang suddenly felt a little guilty. The girl was too innocent and felt guilty when she cheated.

After reading a section of the textbook, Lin Zhuoyun suddenly sat upright, raised her arms and stretched out a comfortable lazy waist, like a cute cat moving her muscles and bones. She turned around and hooked Song Weiyang’s neck, and pecked her boyfriend’s lips: "Why don't you watch the movie, anyway, "Forrest Gump" has already watched the video. How about going to Yuyuan tomorrow to play? I heard it is special. It’s beautiful. I’ve been in Shenghai for so long and haven’t visited it yet."

"Forrest Gump" and "Covered Bridge Last Dream" were introduced together. The former has been shown in major cities since the end of last year, and pirated discs have been flying all over the sky.

"No problem, I only have one class tomorrow afternoon, playing truant to play with you!" Song Weiyang said with his arms around her slender waist.

"Playing truant is a bad boy." Lin Zhuoyun smiled.

Song Weiyang asked back: "Is it in your impression that I am still a good boy?"

"It's so bad, it's broken!" Lin Zhuoyun dragged a long ending, holding Song Weiyang's cheeks in both hands and rubbing vigorously.

When the movement on her hand stopped, Song Weiyang cooperated with an expression of slanted eyebrows and grinning tongue: "Kneading... It's broken, what should I do?"

"Hahahaha," Lin Zhuoyun was amused by the strange appearance and laughed loudly. After laughing, she slapped Song Weiyang on the shoulder and said, "Naive!"

"Sister, I am six years old this year, and I want to eat Tangtang." Song Weiyang continued to pretend to be crazy.

Lin Zhuoyun also turned into a naive ghost, smiling: "If you are six years old, you should call my aunt. Come on, kid, call auntie."

"Grandma." Song Weiyang shouted.

"You are the grandmother! Am I that old?" Lin Zhuoyun was furious, punching her chest with a small fist.

The two got tired for a while, and then sat in front of the computer and started surfing the Internet.

Lin Zhuoyun sat sideways on Song Weiyang's lap, leaning his head comfortably on Song Weiyang's chest, just squinting his eyes while watching her boyfriend typing. She likes this kind of time. There is no need to be vigorous, two people staying quietly together is better than having the whole world.

Since Ding Sanshi founded the Internet BBS site, he has rarely appeared on Huiduo.com's sites. On the contrary, Wang Xiaobo has often appeared out of nowhere.

Xiao Ma is still so enthusiastic, whether it is discussing technical issues or simply irrigating and chatting, it will always appear the first time.

Song Weiyang couldn't help asking: "Little Ma, you are absent from work and surfing the Internet all day, does your boss know?"

"I'm working in the company now, and there is no absenteeism." Xiao Ma Ge said.

"Then, who is doing routine maintenance for your site?" Song Weiyang asked.

"My mother." Xiao Ma said.

"Your mother... amazing." Song Weiyang said speechlessly.

Xiao Ma said: "My mother doesn't understand computers, she just helps me collect posts and send and receive mail packets."

"When will you quit your job and start your own business?" Song Weiyang asked.

"I didn't think about it," Xiao Ma said, "My current job is very good, easy, and the salary is high, more than 1,000 yuan a month."

"Is your salary enough for the monthly maintenance fee for the horse station? The monthly rent and internet fee for several telephone lines are more than that, right?" Song Weiyang said.

Xiao Ma said: "Work is still the most important thing. Starting a horse station is just a hobby."

Well, someone with a monthly salary of more than 1,000 yuan, spends a few thousand dollars a month on hobbies, and then says that work is the most important thing.

It really is an ordinary family!

Song Weiyang was just a test just now, wondering if Xiao Ma now has the intention of starting a business on his own. He will not deliberately promote anything. If he hadn't worked for Runxun for several years, I'm afraid Xiao Ma would not be able to make Tencent smoothly bigger.

Runxun is now one of the most successful companies in Shenzhen City, with annual revenue of 2 billion yuan, gross profit exceeding 30%, and free lunches for 20,000 employees every day.

Xiao Ma learned a lot in this company, not technically, but management and operation.

As for the Dongge with the same name and different surname as Dr. Ma, he should be about to graduate from university at this time, and he took out a restaurant near the school, and then spent two months to lose all the money he had earned in two years.

Dong Ge is really an ordinary family, carrying more than 100 boiled eggs and hundreds of dollars collected by the folks to go to school. If the living expenses are not enough, he can only make extra money by copying letters for others. Like Song Weiyang, he studied in the Department of Sociology. In his freshman year, he heard that sociology was not easy to find a job, so he taught himself computer science and made 200,000 yuan by selling software in his sophomore year.

In his senior year, Dong Ge opened a restaurant and lost all his money. He had no money and could only enter a foreign company to discuss his life. He had served as computer supervisor, business supervisor, and logistics supervisor.

Foreign companies, supervisors, do they sound high-end?

That is actually an MLM company founded by Japanese people!

Dong Ge had been engaged in MLM for two years before resigning. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com accurately said it was unemployed. Because MLM was suddenly classified as an illegal activity, the foreign company could not continue to operate in Beijing.

After losing his job, Dong Ge opened his own company in Zhongguancun and served as the general manager—well, his main business was selling pirated optical discs.

Come and see, come and see, the new Iijima Ai, the manager recommends... hehe.

Song Weiyang held Lin Zhuoyun and chatted online for a while before quitting to play games. Teacher Lin played very vigorously about minesweeping. Every time he stepped on a mine, he screamed, making him different from the quiet little woman before.

At noon, go downstairs and eat.

Before the meal was finished, Chen Tao called to remind him, Song Weiyang could only say: "Okay, OK, I'll come right away!"

"Go." Lin Zhuoyun smiled and waved.

"Then I'm leaving." Song Weiyang slipped around putting on his jacket.

Lin Zhuoyun sat there thoughtfully, she vaguely heard a woman's voice, it seemed, seemed, should be Chen Tao.

To be honest, Lin Zhuoyun was under a lot of pressure, but she was just calm and calm. Even without Chen Tao, all kinds of beauties in the school will go up and the school grass is nothing, but everyone loves the rich and talented school grass.

The only female student in the MBA class. Although she looks good, she is almost 30 years old and has a husband. This kind of stuff, when he "asked" the question last week, he barely got into Song Weiyang's arms and was clearly seen by Lin Zhuoyun from a distance.

And Liu Ziran, the propaganda director of the Volunteer Association, also likes to find Song Weiyang to "communication" work when nothing is wrong. Blind people can understand what they are thinking about.

If Lin Zhuoyun likes to be jealous, she might be drowned in jealousy.

what can we do about it?

Lin Zhuoyun was very distressed.

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