Feminism and donkeys

There was indeed a party in the department, but it was only a few days later.

A lot of people gathered in the bustle and bustle. Qingxuan didn't go back to school after graduation. Some people who came after couldn't tell whether they were teachers or students, and many of them didn't know each other.

I don't know who it is, I chose a big box that can sing.

Qing Xuan sneered.

As expected, soon, everyone started booing and invited Qingxuan's PhD supervisor to sing a song.

Director Yang stood up, and the middle-aged and elderly man shied away kindly, and then began to order songs, holding the microphone and drunkenly intoxicated by his own singing.

One song ended and another one came. Amidst the loud cheers and applause from the crowd, Director Yang was praised as refreshed, happy and satisfied.

At the climax, the accompaniment stopped, and the throat that was always stuck with phlegm was like sawn wood, and it stopped with a final "crack".

It's Qing Xuanqie's song.

The whole audience was like a silent movie, all heads turned around and stared at Qingxuan.

Qingxuan was annoyed, and wanted to explain that she accidentally pressed it, and he really just wanted to lower his voice.

But now she can't speak.

She didn't want to bow her head.

Instead, she wanted to say that she did it on purpose, and that the old man sang so badly that she couldn't stand it anymore.

The people present were more or less clear in their hearts, and no one dared to speak out.

The grievances between Qingxuan and Director Yang have been seen by all, and the situation is also complicated.

In the past, Director Yang never cared about the person he brought directly, and often scolded the female students in public. Qingxuan was the first to bear the brunt, saying that she had no scientific research ability and talent, and her logic was chaotic. Negative suppression, stupid as a pig, difficulty in graduating, deserved to be a woman, etc. All kinds of groundless accusations.

But he never said male students.

The most recent time was when he threw a female master's thesis from another laboratory in front of her face and refused to let her pass it.

But no one thought it was abnormal.

In the face of oppression, women's self-digestion ability is terribly high, and they are used to it.

The vested interests of the patriarchy begin to exercise their desire to control when they get a little power. Their self-esteem is reflected by bullying the subordinates, and they take pleasure in this.

Qingxuan is the senior sister in the laboratory, and all the juniors and sisters have asked her for advice on scientific research, and her status is not small.

Being belittled and insulted in front of everyone, Director Yang didn't think about the face and self-esteem of the students at all. On the contrary, he said that insulting young women in public would increase his power, and his secret desire for power continued to expand.

Of course Qingxuan refused to accept it, and was the only person in the laboratory who dared to contradict him. The two broke up unhappy, and the relationship became more and more icy.

She didn't want to come to this party, but Zhimai insisted on dragging her to come.

Zhimai explained painstakingly that the doctoral supervisor is highly respected in the professional field, and will be transferred as a review expert in all likelihood, and the completed project is very likely to be passed by him, so we should seize the opportunity to ease the relationship between the two, so as not to In the future, I will be stuck as soon as I see the name.

Qingxuan didn't want to disappoint Zhimai's kindness, so he had to agree.

But she regrets it now.I wanted to make a quick decision and find an excuse to leave the venue, but who would have thought that some sycophants set up a trick to flatter me, and after inquiring about Director Yang's preferences, I specially chose such a venue, otherwise, she would not have accidentally cut the song.

After the air froze for a few seconds, someone suddenly broke the silence: "Senior Sister Qingxuan thought it was the original song after playing this song for so long, I was thinking that since no one sang it, I should cut it, but I didn't know it was you, Teacher Yang. Zhimai rubbed Qingxuan's hands, and smiled to smooth things over, "Director Yang's singing skills are getting better and better! I can't even tell the original singer from you."

When Zhimai took it, everyone's shoulders relaxed, Director Yang laughed, the singing continued, and the audience returned to their joy.

Qingxuan turned his head and looked at Zhimai Yingbai's side face. At some point, Junior Sister grew from a little girl who could only cry to a long-sleeved butterfly who was good at dancing.Qingxuan bowed his head and couldn't help muffled laughter, and the other party pinched his palm again.

The crowd endured the singing again and again, and the tall-hatted Che Jilu had finished talking, and finally waited for the waiter to serve the food.

Director Yang reluctantly put down the microphone and returned to the main seat.

The real dinner begins.

A small transparent glass was placed in front of each person, and each round was constantly filled, and there was never a second of empty time.

The toasts are staggered, the cups are pushed and changed, and the wine goes through three rounds.

The liquor concentration is very high, Qingxuan doesn't understand, when someone comes to toast, in order to avoid the burning taste of the tongue, he just pours his head down and pours it directly into his throat.

It's not that women don't know the risks of being drunk, but even if they can't say "no" to overtime, who can resist the suppression of power at the drinking table?

The senior brothers present also felt uncomfortable. They resolutely poured down all kinds of white wine, their whole heads turned red, and they still didn't forget to pull off their bow ties.

No young man likes a liquor game.

The drinking table culture is old, corrupt, and depraved. It is a test of obedience from superiors to subordinates. It is vulgar and meaningless.

Director Yang is probably the most wanton present. Although he drank a lot, he has been sober for many years.

Zhimai's words were regarded by him as Qingxuan's pleading for peace. After being held up for so many years, he was convinced that he was the authority, and no student would be able to fight him to the end, especially women.

Seeing that Qingxuan was being fed alcohol continuously, maybe he was laughing at her for being stupid, or maybe he couldn't bear it, so Director Yang said: "You have to be good at drinking, and don't be too sincere."

"When talking about projects, you must know how to control the rhythm of drinking."

"Girls are stupid when they get drunk."

Like all old men with high positions, Director Yang likes to teach women a lesson no matter when and where.

When Qingxuan heard this, she stared in front of her eyes without moving, without saying a word, and finally Zhimai helped her change the juice.

Zhimai didn't drink much tonight, she seemed to have shed her introverted and weak outer skin, and turned into a butterfly. Tonight's toasts were all blocked with smiles, or tactfully, replacing wine with tea.

Love makes people grow, be brave, and transform into another and better self.

She is very comfortable at the moment, this scene reminds her that the relationship with sister Qingxuan has been separated for nearly 7 years, which is more than doubled in the so-called three years of high school, Xun Hui must not be able to compete with her.

Finally, the dinner came to an end, Qingxuan still sat blankly in his seat without moving, Zhimai grabbed Qingxuan and whispered to remind her not to forget the purpose of this trip.

Qingxuan nodded very slowly, unusually obedient, walked up to Director Yang step by step, and began to toast.

Seeing that Director Yang drank Qingxuan's wine, Zhimai's heart calmed down a little, and the matter was over.

Going back can only take a taxi.

Recalling the scene at the dinner table, Zhimai felt a little funny.

A doctor in the same year poured down a glass of beer and fell asleep on the table.

"Senior sister, do you think he pretended to be asleep on purpose? I'm afraid he is the smartest person in the audience."

Whether it is pretending to sleep or really letting oneself fall asleep, it is a kind of wisdom.

After talking for a long time, but no one around him responded, Zhimai realized that something was wrong with Qingxuan.

Qingxuan still stared blankly at the front, not speaking, his whole face was extremely pale.

Senior sister, do you seem to be drunk?

Some people really don't look good when they drink. Seeing Qingxuan like this, Zhimai's heart moved, trying to recall how much Qingxuan drank tonight.

Qingxuan is very obedient when he is drunk, he does whatever Zhimai is called, but he walks, turns his head, and raises his hands very slowly, and looks like he has to think for a long time about any answer, like a gear stuck in cotton.

Zhimai thought that such a senior sister was funny and cute, so he pinched her face and rubbed it, kissed her again and again, and then left contentedly.

When he woke up the next day, Qingxuan had a severe headache and his limbs were heavy. The memory of last night seemed to be covered with a thin veil, and the vague memory was not very clear.

Having never drank alcohol, it was too ignorant to drink all of it last night, Qingxuan just felt uncomfortable all over.

It turns out that being drunk is a feeling. She lowered her head and smiled. Fortunately, she didn't do anything too embarrassing, and Zhimai took her home.

Zhimai was making breakfast, Qingxuan hugged her from behind, she was shocked, as if thinking of something, the two rubbed their ears together for a while, Zhimai turned his head and stared at Qingxuan with burning eyes:

"Senior sister, life needs a sense of ritual."