A healing writer? No, it's a depressing writer!

Chapter 289 Why can't young people achieve success? A gorgeous counterattack! The anniversary of the establishment of diplomatic relations between China and France is coming! 4k
In fact, Jiang Hai is not good at debating.

The most difficult thing to change in this world is a person's individual cognition.

Do you think Jiang Hai can persuade or even change the opinion that an old stubborn man has held for decades with just a few words in just a dozen minutes of conversation?
This is obviously impossible.

Jiang Hai is indeed not good at things like debates.

But you have to talk about being irritating.
There shouldn’t be many people here who can be his opponent?

If there is a dispute between the two parties, you should not refute his point of view at this time, but should continue to say what he said: "Classic", "Too Tang", "Nothing wrong with it", "You are absolutely right".

When the other person realizes that you are not praising him sincerely but are being sarcastic, he becomes angry and wants to continue discussing with you further, and may even get so excited that he stands up from his seat and wants to force you to accept his point of view.

One sentence was enough to break his defense:

"Anxious."

"Look, you're anxious again."

The so-called debate is nothing more than adhering to two principles:

When the facts are in your favor, emphasize the facts.

When the rules work in your favor, enforce them.

When the facts and the rules are against you.
What should you do at this time?
There is no doubt that nature should muddy the waters.

For example, now——

Chi Zijian, the representative sent by the old-school writers, was so excited in the debate with Jiang Hai that her blood pressure rose. She fell straight down like a crow sitting on a plane.

No matter what, others are also elders.

Even if two people have different opinions, there is no need for you to make the other person so angry that he or she faints?

The fact is that Jiang Hai is obviously not in the right.

Rules obviously can't help me.

Facing accusations from others:
"How could you make Mr. Chi so angry? He is your elder, don't you know?"

Jiang Hai then started to confuse things, using magic to defeat magic:

"Apart from the facts, isn't he at all wrong?"

"You are old and your health is not good, why are you still so talkative?"

Here, people haven't even started to blame Jiang Hai yet.

Jiang Hai has actually started to pass the buck?

Is this the reaction speed of a professional player?
Originally, Chi Zijian was pinched hard on the Ren Zhong point by the accompanying team doctor and was finally revived.

But as soon as he woke up, he heard Jiang Hai's classic speech:

“Let’s put the facts aside”

If you put aside the facts, what else can't you put aside?
"You, you you you you." Chi Lao was so angry that he couldn't even speak clearly, "You, how could you."

Before he could finish his words, he trembled and fell into fainting again.

"Everyone saw it, I didn't touch him." Jiang Hai spread his hands and looked at the people around him with an innocent face, "He was the one who wanted to quarrel with me. It was just a joke. Who would have thought that people would take it so seriously?"

"Say less." Seeing the quarrel getting heated, Tie Ning, chairman of the China Writers Association, took the initiative to step forward to control the situation, "Don't waste time on this meaningless quarrel."

Sometimes, having multiple job titles can be very useful.

For example, the name [Gao Yuliang] is very ordinary, but you have to add the two words [Shu (sheng) Ji (wei)] before [Gao Yuliang].

Then this ordinary name can become very valuable.
Tie Ning is worthy of being the chairman of the China Writers Association. As soon as he appeared on the stage, the noisy scene immediately became orderly.

Jiang Hai had just sat back in his seat and his butt wasn’t even warm yet.

Chen Danqing held a pack of hard Zhonghua cigarettes in his hand and sat over with an admiring look on his face:
"You are such a bastard, kid."

The weather in France is actually not that different from that in China, and it is not as exaggerated as described in Yilin.

The sky here is clear.

The air here is sweet.

The people here are so elegant and polite
When Jiang Hai was actually walking on the street, he did not smell the so-called sweet air. He walked to the central street and took a deep breath. He felt that the air here was not as fresh as rumored. There was even
Is there still a smell of urine?

Jiang Hai felt something was wrong, so he took two more deep puffs:
"Even if the air isn't sweet, it shouldn't smell bad."

He thought about it and tilted his head.

I just happened to see a homeless person nearby, peeing at the telephone pole of the European-style building on the road.

"Damn it!" Jiang Hai took two steps back as if he had been hit by a critical hit, as if he had suffered real damage. "Where's the sweet air?"

"How come there are still people peeing on the street?"

It was as if I was not surprised at all and had already gotten used to such situations.

The reception staff sent by the French Ministry of Foreign Affairs ignored the homeless man urinating on the street and took the members of the Chinese writers' delegation directly to a high-end hotel next to the Champs Elysees.

John Jason, the receptionist of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, the gentleman-looking foreigner with yellow hair and slicked back hair, repeatedly reminded the members of the writers' delegation:
"First of all, please rest in time and be sure to go to the Elysee Palace at nine o'clock tomorrow morning to watch the flag-changing and flag-raising ceremony of the two countries. We will have a special car to pick you up at that time."

"Secondly, after 8pm, try to stay in the hotel and don't go out. Although this is the city center, the security here is not very good at night."

"besides."

For many things, the filter you have in your mind will disappear only after you arrive and witness them in person.

It's like you chasing a beautiful girl -

Before you catch her, you would imagine that this girl is so cute. If such a beautiful girl could be your girlfriend, you would be very happy, right?
But once you have caught her, you will find out that the goddess also has to poop, the socks she takes off do not smell as fragrant as you imagined, she still has athlete's foot, and she even farts when she poops.
Then maybe you don’t like the goddess that much?
Jiang Hai is in this mood now.

The hotel Jiang Hai stayed in was on the Champs Elysees, which is very far from the 7th arrondissement in the center of Paris. Standing in the hotel room, he could clearly see the night view of the Eiffel Tower.

The Eiffel Tower in Jiang Hai's imagination is very majestic and spectacular. It has a long history and a very majestic appearance.
However, when he stood in the hotel and looked into the distance, he suddenly found
It seems like that?

You mean high?

This thing isn't really that tall. It's an iconic building built in the 19th century. How tall can you expect it to be given the craftsmanship level of the time?

You want to say he is majestic?

This doesn't seem to have anything to do with magnificence.
After staring at the top of the Eiffel Tower for a long time, Jiang Hai suddenly felt cheated:
"Isn't this the pure and rotten Big Wild Goose Pagoda?"

Jiang Hai's original plan when he arrived in Paris was to take advantage of the beautiful night view, take a walk under the Eiffel Tower, go to the Seine River to feel the sea breeze, and then have a cup of coffee and take a citywalk.
However, at eight o'clock in the evening, just when I put my luggage away, took a shower, and wanted to go out for a walk to relax.

The hotel security personnel stopped him directly:
"Mr. Jiang Hai, you'd better not go out at this time."

In principle, you can go out for a walk in the breeze in Paris at night.

In most cases
The principles are in the hands of those bums.

Imagine that you are walking along the Seine River, enjoying the river breeze and the beautiful scenery, and then you meet a tall, dark-skinned Quesanti.

He watched you walking alone by the river, silently put away his MP3, and took out an MP5 from his pocket.

How should you respond at this time?

I arrived in Paris the first day and couldn’t go out shopping or have fun.

Jiang Hai could only sit on the balcony of the hotel, drinking and singing, admiring the night view of the not-so-majestic Eiffel Tower. This made him feel quite unhappy:
"The sheepdogs who brag about foreign countries without thinking should be thrown into the pig cage."

One can’t play games.

2. You can’t go out to play.

Helplessly, Jiang Hai could only lie on the big bed in the hotel and fall into a deep sleep.
Paris is known as the city of romance.

If you ignore the homeless people on the streets and the big black rats that can be seen everywhere on the street corners.

In fact, this city is quite nice. Ancient street scenes can be seen everywhere, with a kind of beauty left over from 19th century European-style buildings. Different from the modern prosperity and prosperity of Beijing, Shanghai, Guangzhou and Shenzhen, it is not difficult to feel it from the magnificent European-style buildings.

In fact, the city of Paris is quite rich in history.

At 7:30 in the morning, Jiang Hai woke up from bed on time. He carefully swept his cheeks with a brush dipped in cleansing foam, then shaved a very clean beard. While it was still early, he took a very comfortable hot shower.

Taking a shower in the morning and dressing yourself neatly will make you full of energy for the day.

He picked out a well-fitting and very sophisticated suit from the closet. This suit was specially made by a domestic tailor before Jiang Hai came to France. The whole production process was very sophisticated. Perhaps you cannot perceive the elaborate production process. You only need to know that this suit -

It cost Jianghai 120,000 RMB.

Perhaps we can get a glimpse of the truth from this expensive price?
There is an old saying that one should respect the clothes first and then respect the person. These principles left by the ancients are absolutely correct.

Jiang Hai was still thinking:
"What kind of dress costs a fucking hundred and twenty thousand?"

"Do you know how long it would take me to earn 120,000 yuan by working? Why don't you just rob them?"

But when he put on the dress and looked at the handsome and elegant young man in the mirror, Jiang Hai changed his usual attitude and shook his bangs:

“This money is really worth it.”

“It’s expensive, and there’s a reason for it.”

Clothes are something that require quality. Cheap clothes can be seen once they are put on. The wrinkled and plastic-smelling feeling can never be concealed by one's temperament.

Why do rich people always have an inexplicable charm?

Because nobility is really a feeling.
In fact, winter is the season that can best distinguish people's classes. In summer, because the weather is hot, everyone wears less, so it is impossible to distinguish the economic status of classmates' families through clothing.

But winter clothes are different.

Whether winter clothes are cheap or not can really be seen at a glance.
There is an essential difference between a goose down jacket that costs tens of thousands of yuan and a cotton coat that costs dozens of yuan, both in terms of material and appearance.

The difference in texture between a coat worth tens of thousands of dollars and a coat worth a few hundred dollars is immediately apparent once you put them on.

Jiang Hai put on this textured dress and used gel water to give himself a delicate and youthful hairstyle.

Immediately, he became extremely handsome.

He looked at himself in the mirror and felt a little surprised:

“No wonder people say clothes make the man, saddles make the horse”

If we say that before going abroad, Jiang Hai was just a young loser who squatted on the street and showed off his boxed lunches.

Today, after he carefully created his look and put on this dress,
hansome.

young.

Handsome.

Any of these adjectives can be used to praise him.

He has transformed from a middle school boy into a handsome gentleman that everyone admires.
Originally, Jiang Hai had his eyes on a Longines watch, but when he learned that a Longines watch would cost a staggering 3.72 million.

Jiang Hai decisively turned around and left:

“I am rich, but I am not stupid.”

At 8:40, Jiang Hai finished tidying up.

He opened the door and walked straight to the gathering hall downstairs.

Along the way, more and more eyes began to converge on him.

As for Jiang Hai, he actually doesn’t care about what kind of image he has.

However, since he went abroad, what he represented.
It’s the Chinese!
It is the group of Chinese writers!

Perhaps, he is not the most dazzling writer in terms of talent, but in terms of temperament and appearance——

Must be controlled!

"Poor family, rich career, absolutely cannot bring shame to our Chinese writers."

In the lobby.

Delegations of writers from various countries gathered together.

Writers delegations from China, France, Japan, Britain and South Korea were waiting patiently in the hall.

Everyone was whispering to each other.

The scene was immediately plunged into heated discussion
Today is a particularly important day. It is the 55th anniversary of the establishment of diplomatic relations between China and France. On this important occasion, everyone is invited to the French presidential palace, the Elysee Palace, to witness this great and sacred festival.

Of course, you need to dress up!
Chen Hanying, wearing a luxurious light white long dress, stood in the middle of the auditorium. Her exquisite makeup made her look so unique among the crowd. The luxurious long dress and shining high heels made her shine like a dazzling gem in the auditorium.

She seemed to be born for such grand occasions. Even though she was surrounded by famous writers from all over the world, she did not show even the slightest bit of timidity. Her extraordinary temperament attracted everyone's attention and was very attractive to others.

Even though most of the attention around her was attracted by Chen Hanying, she didn't care at all.

She looked around, her beautiful face looking a little embarrassed:
"Where's Jiang Hai?"

"Why hasn't he come down yet? Where is Jiang Hai?"

The entrance to the lobby.

A stretched Lincoln in the style of the 19th century was parked steadily in front of the lobby.

The car door opens.

Julie Morgane, daughter of French President Baptiste, wore a black dress that showed elegance and chic. She had a bright smile on her face as she looked at the famous writers from all over the world in front of her:

"Welcome to France, I am Julie Morgana, please follow me to the Palais de l'Elysee"

Everyone is getting ready to set off.

Seeing that Jiang Hai had not yet appeared, Chen Hanying spoke fluently in court, slightly awkwardly shouting towards her back:
"My apologies, dear Lady Julie Morgana, could you please wait a moment?"

"We still have one writer who is not here yet."

How could anyone be absent from such an important occasion?
Julie Morgana smiled and was about to speak:
"I'm sorry, beautiful lady, I can't agree to your request."

"We may have to hurry up a bit."

Unexpectedly, she hadn't finished speaking yet.

Nine o'clock sharp.

A well-dressed gentleman came down from upstairs:

"Don't wait, I'm coming"

(End of this chapter)