International politics is so cruel and ruthless, Jews die 6 million and cry all day long, while China and the Soviet Union have died tens of millions, but they are deliberately ignored.Is it because the Chinese people are not bad enough?
No, China's strength is not strong enough today!
That's why the story of China is forced to be told by the Americans, or the Europeans, after all, only magic can defeat magic.In today's era when European and American societies still dominate the international discourse, Chinese cannot live so happily.If you want to achieve your goals, you must endure grievances and even spit, just like those officials who beg for foreign investment.Don't they have national pride?
Don't they have national pride?
Don't they know that Hong Kong and Taiwan businessmen are all Huang Shiren alive?
No way!
Just like Wang Ai's trip today, Wang Ai stood in front of Rabe's photo for a short time, and his mind was full of thoughts.If you really want to start from a position of strength, it should be Thomas Rabe who went to Munich to visit him, not the other way around, probably the embassy also knows, so he specially called to ask about his attitude.Even if Wang Ai admits Rabe's merits, he doesn't care about the rules of "strength and position", which are full of bandit flavor and jungle flavor, but in Europe and in the game, Wang Ai will inevitably use this rule in his daily work.So, why the other way around?
Instead of giving Thomas a ticket to visit, or simply making an appointment to meet in another city?
Of course, Wang Ai respects Rabe, but Rabe is not equal to Thomas.In the final analysis, it is a question of "position of strength".Wang Ai, who had been silent for a long time in front of Rabe's black-and-white photo, exhaled, turned around and shook hands with Thomas again: "You said just now that you were honored to meet me, in fact, I am also honored to meet you." ”Thomas warmly invited Wang Ai to sit down for tea, and with great interest brought a photo album of his visit to China to Wang Ai, and then talked about football.Obviously, between Wang Ai and Thomas, except for Mr.
Rabe, who is a little stranger to both of them, it is football that is the biggest common language.Thomas praised Wang Ai's football achievements, calling him a representative of the Chinese, saying that as long as he was in the football world for one day, he was the most distinctive symbol of Chinese civilization in the minds of ordinary Europeans.Thomas even turned on his computer and retrieved a questionnaire from Heidelberg University last year to show Wang Ai.Under this question of "who is the most famous Chinese", the top of the list turned out to be him, followed by Bruce Lee and Sun Tzu!
Of course, this survey is not very broadly representative, but Wang Ai is still shocked by the results: "Bruce Lee and I are both products of the times, and I guarantee that my grandson will still be in this option after a few hundred years, and he and I have been forgotten." ”After listening to this, Thomas shook his head with the cautiousness, stubbornness and straightforwardness characteristic of Germans: "Bruce Lee is a movie star, and literary and artistic works have the limitations of the times, but you are a sports star, and you have all kinds of major historical records with you."
So, after a few hundred years you won't be forgotten, but your ranking will be lowered. ”Wang Ai laughed loudly, and only then did he relieve the depressed mood that he had just been provoked by the "strength position".The conversation became lively, with Wang Ai reminiscing about his days at the University of Tübingen, and Thomas talking to Wang Ai about the historical origins of Heidelberg University.Since both universities are located in Baden, there is also a lot of exchange between the two universities, and there are great similarities in the faculties.Thomas is a professor of fertility at the Faculty of Medicine, and Wang Ai is the de facto controller of the Tübingen Rehabilitation Medical Center, so the conversation has become more of a common language.At noon, Thomas hosted Wang Ai and his party at home for a light meal.On a sunny and warm afternoon, the group moved to the backyard to continue chatting, and then the topic began to lead to in-depth, and the two sides, of course, the Chinese cultural counselor, while drinking tea, chatted about the history of decades ago, talked about Zhang Chunru, talked about World War II, and talked about some details and fragments of the Nanjing Massacre.Wang Ai took the initiative to ask about Mr.
Rabe's cemetery, and only then did he learn that although the cemetery was in Berlin, it was being asked to move out by the relevant departments of the German government because the lease period had expired.More than a decade ago, Thomas donated his grandfather's tombstone to Nanjing, which is now a meadow without any signs.Hearing that Mr.
Rabe's resting place is such a situation, Wang Ai can't help but sigh.Thomas said he had made a request through the Chinese embassy for Chinese support in restoring Rabe's grave, but the Nanjing government was studying it and did not know what the outcome would be.When she heard that the cost of a 20-year lease of the cemetery was 1,000 euros, Wang Ai already knew it.Of course, he could not do it all without a clear statement from the Cultural Counsellor, but expressed his desire to go to the cemetery in person when the reconstruction of the cemetery was completed.Dinner was not left at Thomas's house, Wang Ai shook hands with Thomas at the door of his house and took a photo, and then boarded the road to say goodbye, and at the Heidelberg Airport Restaurant, Wang Ai invited the cultural counselor and his entourage to dinner, and it was only then that Wang Ai figured out the reason for inviting him this time.After the meal, the cultural counselor and his entourage flew back to Berlin by plane, while Wang Ai and his entourage flew back to Munich, preparing to rest at home for the night, and then return to China tomorrow with a large number of "condolences" for Leonie.At 7 o'clock in the evening, Wang Ai was already sitting in the study on the third floor of his home in the south city of Munine, constantly reminiscing about the special itinerary of this day."
What do you think?"
As soon as the door of the study opened, Shi Wenjun, who was holding a tea tray, walked in.Wang Ai took a cup and took a deep breath under his nose, closed his eyes and raised his head to show a satisfied smile: "Well, fragrant!"
”"Look at you like that, as if you know how to drink."
Shi Wenjun sat with his legs together and sat at the desk diagonally opposite Wang Ai."
How could it not?
Drank all these years. ”Wang Ai put down the teacup: "I have to drink tea for tens of thousands of yuan." ”"And what are you drinking now?
Don't look down, don't look!
”Shi Wenjun stretched out his hand to block Wang Ai's eyes like a flash.Wang Ai dodged left and right, and laughed: "Lu'an melon slices!"
Needless to say, this is what I drink the most. ”Shi Wenjun let go of his hand and sneered: "This is Emei Peak!"
”Wang Ai stared straight at Shi Wenjun, and shook his head for a long time: "You're boring." ”Shi Wenjun snorted, and also picked up the teacup and took a sip: "You are a vassal and elegant, and you won't even be able to drink black tea or green tea." ”Wang Ai's jaw moved left and right, and he suddenly raised his hand: "You blindfold me, and I also know if it's Mary or Sani." ”Shi Wenjun squinted and noticed that Wang Ai's gaze was aimed at her chest, and suddenly said, "Shut up." ”