(The deepest spirit must also be the frivolous one, this is almost my philosophical formula. - Nietzsche)

Such questions and tone are actually a bit lacking etiquette, so Cheng Mo glanced at Li Jiting indifferently, then looked at the glass cup on his table, and said in a humble and arrogant manner: "The water in the cup is crystal clear, and the water in the sea is dim and deep. The small principles can be explained clearly in words, but the big principles can only be great silence..."

As the saying goes, without desire, he is strong. Cheng Mo doesn’t care about who this table is and how big the background is. He directly uses Tagore’s poems to mock Li Jiting for not understanding the great principles.

Hearing Cheng Mo's answer, Li Jiting couldn't help laughing, disregarding Cheng Mo's secret ridicule, and asked again: "Is this the intention of your father to give you the name Cheng Mo?" He knew that Cheng Yongze had no love for poetry and songs, and he definitely wouldn't know that Tagore's such a rare poem.

Cheng Mo replied softly: "I guess it should be because he admires Wittgenstein very much."

The reason he whispered softly was that he had never used much effort to do anything and had to save as much energy as possible.

Hearing Cheng Mo's answer, everyone present smiled and nodded, except Cheng Mo's uncle Cheng Jidong was confused.

Of course, ordinary people will not know who Wittgenstein is, nor will they know that Wittgenstein believes that when the object is so grand that it is an unspeakable thing, we should remain silent and awe.

For example, a short philosophical theory, such as virtual things like life ideals.

Although some philosophical theories are only a few words, they cannot be explained clearly in thousands of words because people have limited expressive abilities; some ideals are far away and unattainable, but those who pursue the impossible should not be ridiculed.

So sometimes "silence" is a noble attitude.

Li Jiting laughed and said, "You child is a bit interesting. You use Tagore's poems to express Wittgenstein's philosophy. I originally thought that you and your father were the same trick, but I didn't expect you to be much more interesting than your father! I like it!"

It is actually a bit disrespectful to laugh so happily at the funeral banquet of others. However, not only are the noble status of everyone here, but they are all masters of the Academy of Social Sciences. They are far more open to things like "life and death" than ordinary people, and they are not bound by ordinary secular rules. Therefore, they all smiled at Cheng Mo. When they looked at Cheng Mo, they felt relieved that the father had no dogs and sons.

Li Jiting said again: "I guess your grades are very good! This year, I will be in the first year of high school and take the college entrance examination in two years. Have you ever thought about following your father's footsteps to study at Peking University?"

Cheng Mo recalled his painful experience of not adapting to the local environment in the capital and said without hesitation: "I won't go to Peking University!"

Li Jiting said in surprise: "Uh? Why? Then what university are you going to take?"

Cheng Mo did not explain that he could not go to Beijing due to physical reasons, but said, "I will take the college entrance examination in Xingcheng..." Although he did not want to be confined to a city, there is undoubtedly everything he is familiar with here, and the doctor who is familiar with him, and his chances of survival can greatly increase.

Li Jiting naturally thought that Cheng Mo might not be confident in his grades, because generally speaking, local universities lower the scores for local students, so he said: "Even if you take the Peking University exam, it doesn't matter if your grades are slightly worse. I'll find a way for you..."

Wang Shanhai, who was sitting next to Li Jiting, couldn't help but interrupt, "Peking University is good, but our Xingcheng University is not bad either. The School of Philosophy Studies at Yuelu Academy is a strong department with a long history."

Li Jiting smiled and said, "Director Wang, I didn't say that Yuelu Academy is not good. I just hope Cheng Mo can walk along his father's path and take a look. You should know that Yongze was a storied figure in our Peking University back then. Now our Peking University alumni website is taking Cheng Yongze's photos as the cover. When countless juniors regarded him as their ideal object, the love letters they received were piled up in mountains... Besides, my father was Yongze's mentor, so it would be a good story to be Cheng Mo's mentor!"

After hearing Li Jiting's words, everyone finally understood what happened to Cheng Yongze's funeral, who came to attend specifically. They also lamented that Cheng Mo would be able to enjoy the beauty of his father, and it would be natural for him to be at the best of his future.

But everyone here doesn't quite understand why the Li family promised such a great favor after Cheng Yongze's death. After all, Cheng Yongze is just a dead genius. He has no foundation in China, and is not a child of aristocratic families.

Cheng Mo still did not explain that he could not go to Beijing because of his health, nor could he go to Peking University. He just bowed slightly and said, "Then I thank you!" He wanted to keep this opportunity, and he also knew what Li Jiting's promise meant. Although he didn't need it, he might not be able to use this favor in the future.

Li Jiting smiled and said, "Don't say thank you first, you have to answer my question!" Li Jiting paused for a moment and asked, "Why do you like philosophy?"

This is a question that will not have a standard answer. Everyone has their own answer in their hearts. For the answer to this question, everyone has their own criteria for judging.

The table of famous masters in Hunan Province and even the whole country are watching with interest how the son of Cheng Yongze, the youngest member of the school in China, would answer this question.

Cheng Mo was silent for a moment in front of everyone, shook his head and said, "Actually, I don't like philosophy. I just don't want it to disappear without thinking about anything when I die..."

As soon as this sentence was said, the slightly relaxed and cheerful atmosphere immediately came to an abrupt end. Although Cheng Mo said something shocking, a child was a bit too innovative about life and death in front of a group of elderly people, as if he was forcing a new poem to say sorrow.

Everyone felt that Cheng Mo's answer was a bit reduced. Of course, they didn't know that the child in front of them had a terminal illness and lived every day in the present where they didn't know if there was tomorrow.

Cheng Jidong couldn't understand what Cheng Mo said before, but the meaning of what Cheng Mo said was still obvious enough. Seeing that the atmosphere suddenly became frozen, Cheng Jidong quickly smiled and explained with a wry smile: "My nephew should be a genius like his father, but his fate is very good...... He has had a heart disease since he was a child. The doctor said that his physical condition could not last for twenty years old..."

Naturally, a group of scholars would not laugh at Cheng Jidong for not being familiar with literature and did not point out his mistakes. They just looked at each other and looked at Cheng Mo, who looked clean and unmoved, sighing in his heart. He didn't know what to say. At this moment, Cheng Mo's image became deeper and deeper like a thinker.

Li Jiting was also stunned for a moment, and didn't speak for a long time. After looking at Cheng Mou with a gloomy expression for a long time, he reached out and patted his shoulder and said, "Only the tip of death's nose can make us feel the urgency of life, but seeing your appearance is very calm, I feel very relieved. I think your father will bless you in the sky."

Cheng Mo was naturally indifferent to such comfort and said, "Actually, I am quite afraid of death. I just know that being afraid is useless, so I am too lazy to be afraid... As for my dad... I hope he can still order takeaway in heaven!"

Cheng Mo was still able to complain at this moment, which made Li Jiting laugh. After laughing, he patted Cheng Mo on the shoulder again and said, "I really like you, Cheng Mo, you are much more interesting than the boring person of your father. I'm very curious. If you don't have this disease, what would you do?"

Cheng Mo replied without thinking much: "If I hadn't had this disease, I think I should be a prodigal son, arrogant, lazy, lazy, and just living a life of mercy..."

Li Jiting shrugged and said, "This is really an answer that surprised me. Come and give me your mobile phone number." After that, Li Jiting took out his cell phone.

Cheng Mo read out his mobile phone number, Li Jiting deposited his cell phone, dialed it for a while, and said to Cheng Mo: "I said it's serious to help you go to Peking University. You must call me during the exam!"

Cheng Mo thanked again.
Chapter completed!