intellectual norms

Chapter 17 Are you a matchmaker?

Xia Xiaoli's cell phone was quiet all night, and he only remembered it now, and it turned off automatically when it was out of battery.

I asked Qiao Yu to borrow the charger, and after a few minutes of turning it on, Jian Rong's messages flooded out, and Xia Xiaoli only remembered that he left him at the entrance of the theater today, and ran away without saying a word.

Still feeling a little guilty, he hurriedly made a phone call and explained briefly that he saw the eldest sister, anyway, it was a family matter, and he would not be able to explain it for a while.

Jian Rong didn't follow up to ask what was going on at home, but said that he was worried about him when he saw him rushing out on his bike, and was afraid that he would crash the bike.

Sure enough, it still fell, Xia Xiaoli didn't tell the truth, and she didn't say that the little raccoon flower was confiscated, but if she did, this guy might burst into laughter again.

After the phone call, Qiao Yu sorted out the books and asked him, "Is that your good friend Jian Rong?"

Xia Xiaoli put down her phone, squatted over, helped Qiao Yu put the books on the shelf, and said, "Well, I was going to watch a movie with him this afternoon, but when I saw Xia Xiaoberry, I left him there."

He complained unconsciously: "You said he was also funny. He actually bought a ticket for a romance movie with two boys. He watched it once with the girl he liked, and then came to watch it with me a second time. It's weird."

Qiao Yu's hand paused while writing the book, and looked at Xia Xiaoli thoughtfully, probably guessing something in his heart, but Xia Xiaoli was a fan of the authorities, Qiao Yu wondered why this guy was sometimes so smart and sometimes so stupid.

He thought for a while and asked, "When you were in the cafe that afternoon, why were you angry and wanted to leave?"

It refers to the time when I went with Xia Xiaocheng. Jian Rong and Huang Tongtong walked in holding hands. Xia Xiaocheng laughed and said that Xia Xiaoli was "broken in love", and he was so annoyed that he ran away on the spot.

Xia Xiaoli thought about it. At that time, she felt that Xia Xiaocheng was very annoyed by joking around, but when she looked back, she faintly felt that many things that made him unhappy were mixed together. From seeing Jian Rong holding hands with girls, to Xia Xiaocheng being very upset A joke that hurts his face is a chain reaction.

He was a little stunned, staring at Qiao Yu in a daze, not knowing what to say.

The two sat on the floor, Qiao Yu asked again: "Do you think you like your good buddy, Jian Rong?"

Xia Xiaoli was taken aback. He had never thought about this issue directly. Jian Rong had been with him since he was a child, so he naturally liked it, but was it that way?Yeah?

If not, why did he have such a big reaction to Jian Rong and Huang Tongtong holding hands?

But, that was at that time, and it passed quickly. At this moment, when he thought of Jian Rong and Huang Tongtong, he no longer felt "angry or depressed" at all, and his mind was calm.

So Xia Xiaoli said: "Should...not that kind of liking, right? I was really angry before, and I don't know why."

Qiao Yu thought about his words, and said: "The friendship in my youth was too close, and people couldn't tell whether it was friendship or... In addition, even if it was friendship, there would be inexplicable possessive desires, such as seeing a good friend With other friends, I don’t have so much time and energy to be with myself, and I feel uncomfortable. These are very similar to the way love is displayed, but it doesn’t mean it is love.”

It took Qiao Yu a long time to distinguish whether it was friendship or love, and he was qualified to say these words.

This passage is already very straightforward, Xia Xiaoli understands it, he didn't run away, but thought about it seriously, after a while he said: "I really... When I first found out that he likes the girls in the next class, I felt a little uncomfortable, He doesn’t even come to play with me during the summer vacation. He only talks about Huang Tongtong’s affairs with me. It’s annoying to watch, but I’m not bothered anymore. If he likes Huang Tongtong, he likes it. It’s just that I didn’t expect this day to come suddenly, I wasn’t ready, and I felt that he didn’t value me as much as before.”

He looked at Qiao Yu seriously: "Brother Qiao, I didn't like him, just... that kind of like."

Qiao Yu's heart moved, she nodded slowly, and said, "Just figure it out."

He also said: "Jian Rong probably felt that you were a little angry earlier, so he watched the movie with you again that he thought was good. It's a gesture of goodwill."

Xia Xiaoli said "um": "Hey, what's not good to watch, I didn't understand that movie, and I was crying."

Qiao Yu smiled, but what he didn't say in his heart was that Jian Rong might have the same confusion as Xia Xiaoli before. Is it friendship, or is it mixed with something else? Adolescent children are all trying to find out, same-sex, The opposite sex, friendship, love, Jian Rong may not really understand what he thinks.

"Little Li, whether you like him or not, whether you like boys or girls, it's all normal. Don't jump to conclusions. This period is a process of self-exploration. Others can't tell you these things. I can only figure it out by myself, but no matter what the final result is, don’t be afraid, it’s all normal.” Qiao Yu said.

Xia Xiaoli thought for a while before nodding, and looked into Qiao Yu's eyes: "I'm not afraid." Then she smiled, this time she was really innocent.

He thought Brother Qiao was really nice, but he also felt that it was a pity that such a good brother could not be his brother-in-law. After thinking about it, he took a stack of books from the cardboard box and handed them over, and asked unwillingly, "Brother Qiao, since you and Xia Xiao Berry is gone, so can I be with Xia Xiaocheng? Then you will still be my brother-in-law, and you can still be a family with us, okay?"

"My second sister is a bit pretentious, but she has a good heart and looks pretty..." Xia Xiaoli said in a suit.

Qiao Yu laughed afterward, what is this guy talking about, is he a matchmaker?

He shook his head indifferently: "That's not how feelings come about, Xiao Li."

Xia Xiaoli was ignorant, and wrapped around Qiao Yu, saying, "I don't care, anyway, it doesn't matter who you like, as long as it belongs to our Xia family."

Qiao Yu looked at him meaningfully, the Xia family's will do?He really wants to tease him, so can you?

But she didn't say it out, Xia Xiaoli was too young, not even 17 years old, Qiao Yu felt that she was so cute and like an lsp beast, so she couldn't say it out.

The huge bookshelves lined up in the living room are about to be tidied up, and these alone almost fill the entire living room. It's already late at night, but Xia Xiaoli is still very energetic, he really likes staying here.

Most of the books Qiao Yu brought back were in English, and they were professional books. Although Xia Xiaoli's English was good, she still couldn't understand these professional books. She randomly picked out a few books and flipped through them. It is buildings and bridges, the pictures are very beautiful, those bridges are in different shapes, like works of art.

Qiao Yu went to take a shower and came back, seeing that Xia Xiaoli was still not going to bed, she was lying on the sofa holding a copy of "The Art of Design of Pedestrian Bridges in the World" and read it with great interest, and a piece of soft coral was placed under her two snow-white and scarred legs fleece blanket.

He went over, sat down on the carpet in front of the sofa, and said, "Why, do you see some interest?"

"Hey, if I don't understand, I can look at the paintings." Xia Xiaoli didn't feel embarrassed about not being able to understand, and frankly said, "But these bridges are so beautiful, why don't we have such beautiful bridges here?"

The page opened in the book happened to be a circular bridge in Copenhagen, with five circular planes connected. The bridge was also designed with irregular sailing masts. After the completion of this pedestrian bridge, it became a local landmark. It is artistic and also combines the characteristics of the coastal city.

Qiao Yu patiently explained to him: "The designer of this bridge is called Olafur Eliasson. He is a well-known artist himself, good at sculpture and large-scale installation art. Later, he cooperated with some of his architect friends and did a lot of public building design. The famous For example, the Serpentine Gallery in London, and he also likes to cross borders with people from all walks of life, such as writers, tailors, landscape architects and so on.”

"In fact, pedestrian bridges are the most artistic expression of bridge design. Many designers of pedestrian bridges are not professional bridge designers themselves, but various artists. Because the structure of pedestrian bridges is relatively simple, there is a lot of space left. There is a lot of space for art to play, and now all countries and cities are attaching great importance to the design of pedestrian bridges, and they are all advocating 'pedestrian cities', and various beautiful bridges have emerged accordingly."

Xia Xiaoli turned back the book while holding the book, and a curved bridge that intersected up and down appeared, "Wow, it's so beautiful." He was a bit at a loss for words.

"This is a bridge on the Seine River in Paris. It is named after Simone de Beauvoir. The design of the bridge is also very feminine, elegant and soft. It adopts a special mechanical shape. It consists of two sections with opposite arcs. Graceful curves meet above the river, forming a floating space that resembles an eye."

"Pedestrians passing by can walk through the upper arc or walk into the lower floor. Do you think this small square looks like a pupil? People can stay here and enjoy the scenery on both sides." Qiao Yu said habitually Point to the book and explain it as plainly as possible.

"Although it looks like such a light and elegant design, it is actually a powerful bridge - with a payload of 550 tons and a bridge length of 304 meters. It follows the tradition of arch bridges on the Seine River. There are no piers and will not hinder traffic. A ship. Like Beauvoir herself, an elegant woman, a decent intellectual, but with such power that she changed the world."

Qiao Yu's voice echoed in the living room late at night, low and slightly hoarse, talking about his professional field calmly and wisely.

Xia Xiaoli felt that something had been opened in his heart. Although a window or a door had just opened a gap, it allowed him to glimpse another wider and wider world.

The author says:

Let Teacher Qiao sprinkle a little of the brilliance of a professional designer

Xia Xiaoli: What should I do?I am hooked!