Feminism and donkeys

"What's going on, your article is too confusing." Qingxuan didn't know how many times it was, and a certain muscle in his head was aching.

Why did the sister-in-law's paper get worse as it was revised? From the experimental design to the structure of the article to the analysis of the results, everything was a mess.

"Why pursue such a high level, just write an article and graduate."

Zhimai pursed her lips nonchalantly and looked down at her toes. She doesn't engage in academic research, so why should the senior sister be so strict.

"The country spends money to train you, can you have, point, bear, and be responsible?"

Qingxuan endured his impatience, turned his head to look directly at Zhimai, his eyes were burning, and he bit the last four words very hard.

Female PhDs are so rare, how many women see the world through her eyes?Former female astronaut Katie Coleman blessed Wang Yaping in this way:

"When you look out the window at the stars and see our earth, don't forget that billions of women are also looking out the window through your eyes."

Zhimai looked unconvinced, pouted and looked at Qingxuan secretly: "I don't have any pursuits in life. I will be a housewife in the future."

She complained in her heart, if only she could marry you.

Thinking of this, warm bubbles seemed to pop up in her heart, I will bear children for you, become an excellent mother, and do my best to take care of our home.

Qingxuan was furious when she heard that the job she hated most in her life was housewife.

"Venuously pinning happiness on men, humblely hoping that the husband will stay with the family, and once they betray, everything will collapse."

"It is impossible for such a wife to be happy!"

Qingxuan uttered a long sentence in one breath, then turned his head away from Zhimai.

Zhimai was shaken in place, and Qingxuan didn't expect Qingxuan to become so angry, she wrinkled her nose, and gently tugged at the corner of her clothes with her hands: "But, but, not everyone is as powerful as you, Senior Sister, ordinary people I have tried my best to do everything well, and the housewife is also out of personal free choice."

Zhimai was so frightened that his mind was a little confused, and what he said was also upside down.

She doesn't understand that a mother directly affects the growth and education of her children and bears the responsibility of a family. Isn't it meaningful to be a full-time wife with a high degree of education?

Qingxuan was completely enraged, she brushed Zhimai's hand away suddenly, stared at him, and was furious: "I always want to rely on others, do you think a housewife is a good job?"

Because the weak are always justified, we must always be considerate and respectful of their unavoidable choices.

However, the freedom of the housewife requires no choice at all, a step back and a downward fall.

Zhimai was shocked, his pupils shrank, and he immediately reacted, apologized and appeased, and promised again and again that he would revise the article and strive to publish a high-level journal.

Seeing Junior Sister's timid look, Qingxuan also returned to calmness, feeling that she shouldn't vent her anger on Junior Sister, she was a little guilty, and said softly: "Sorry, I haven't slept well these few nights, I'll treat you to dinner later."

Zhimai was collected as soon as it was ready, and he nodded obediently like a chicken pecking at rice with his neck shrunk.

Every time she pretended to be a perfunctory girl waiting to die, she went to ask her senior sister questions, in order to make her care more about herself and say a few more words.

I really want to be controlled by my senior sister for the rest of my life, but this time it seems that I have gone too far, she thought distressedly.

Today, I went to find my senior sister to revise the thesis. When Zhimai came, Qingxuan was sitting at the computer.

"Your Chapter 3, Triclocarban Toxicology, don't write it up, it's not very relevant to the whole work, re-edit the framework of the paper [smile]"

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"If I don't write this, why should I write?"

This man must be sick. Why can’t the content of the thesis be written like this? How many times will it take for the tutor to be satisfied?

It was really a headache, Qingxuan tightly pursed his lips, closed the notebook forcefully after typing the dialog box, stopped looking at the chat record, pressed his temples, took a deep breath and tried to calm down.

"Emmm, your boss is indeed stricter, so don't be angry, senior sister." Zhimai squeezed Qingxuan to sit down, and murmured to comfort her.

A doctoral candidate who dares to treat her doctoral supervisor like this, Qingxuan's tone is indeed rather blunt, Zhimai thought secretly, maybe only a proud student like her dared to talk to the teacher like this.

Qingxuan sneered with her nose, if the old man hadn't been a monster every day, she would have finished the question long ago.

"Stop talking about this, open the file, and I'll continue to see what the problem was in your last article."

She really likes this junior sister, she has a very good attitude, and she will change no matter what she says. Now she is getting more and more practical in academics, and she makes new progress every time. There is no impetuousness, but the personality is a bit introverted, and it seems that she hardly talks to others except for playing well with her.

However, this is not a bad thing. When doing scientific research, it is better to be single-minded. Zhimai had better not be like their senior brothers, who have both ways and only want to take shortcuts.

Zhimai said hello, and quickly opened the notebook lying on his lap, no longer pretending to answer some questions, but directly asked questions.

Qingxuan took the notebook, the mouse moved quickly, quickly marked on the word, and began to explain in an orderly manner, his brows were sometimes tightened and then untied, and his mind was running fast.

Senior Sister’s hair is so fragrant, she looks so cute when she guides herself meticulously, and her fingers pointing at the screen are so cute, are they too close? When Qingxuan turned her head, Zhimai could almost feel the heat of her neck .

If I had known that I would not wear glasses, I could get a little closer to her pretending that I couldn't read clearly.

"Why did you write this paragraph like this?" Qingxuan asked.

What?Zhimai immediately came back to his senses, took a closer look, raised his chin, and answered calmly.

The two continued to discuss and communicate enthusiastically. Qingxuan talked a lot, Zhimai always listened silently, staring at Qingxuan without blinking.

Qingxuan talked freely along the train of thought, she really hoped that she could give all her experience to her junior sister, so that she would avoid some detours.

"It's about the same today. Save it and take it back and change it."

Qingxuan raised the back of her hand and rubbed her eyes, her brain was running continuously at high speed, which made her a bit overwhelmed by a person who was on the verge of three.

"Okay, thank you, Senior Sister." Zhimai hugged the computer and looked at Qingxuan distressedly. Her eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, and the blackness of the suborbital bone indicated serious lack of sleep.

The senior sister must have stayed up all night to read the materials again, how can I work too hard, the body is the capital of the revolution.

But in the face of Qingxuan Zhimai, he was always stupid, and every time he always gave a few words of advice dryly, Qingxuan never took it seriously, and the negotiations were fruitless.

I really want to help her do eye exercises, so that she will feel better.Zhimai didn't dare to be too enthusiastic, she was afraid of being noticed the fiery emotion.

"Senior Sister, there may not be any results if you keep fighting to death, so you should rest more."

Zhimai still couldn't help but say something, and seeing Qingxuan humming perfunctorily again, he sighed in his heart.

How can there be such a person who doesn't take his body seriously? How can he let Qingxuan listen to him? I really want to take good care of her.

Zhimai walked back to the dormitory with his laptop in his arms, the senior sister was so kind to him, when will he find out what he wants.

But her elm head, it's better to pierce it as soon as possible, what will the senior sister think of her then, will she also think she is good and accept it.

But it's impossible, she should like strong and firm people, only excellent people can be worthy of her.

Would she like herself who is so cowardly? She can't speak beautiful words, and the projects are so-so. She seems to be too far behind.

Alas, Zhimaiding sighed on the spot.

The author has something to say:

I am afraid of causing ambiguity, so I will explain the title. The meaning of "Women's Rights and Donkeys" has threefold so far:

One is that Zhimai is a donkey, and Qingxuan is a feminist. They have very different ideas, but they still spark love regardless of their ideology.

The second is that the paper man inside is a donkey, and the concept conveyed is women's rights.

The thinking of the characters does have a backward part, which does not meet the urgent and radical needs of the moment.

The third is that the whole book and the author are donkeys, and everyone who reads it is feminist.

Too many young girls have made advanced comments, inspired me too much, and I am behind everyone.It is a great honor for me to complete the rest of this book together with the readers.

Therefore, in this context, "donkey" only means to represent the backward and conservative part, and there is no contemptuous meaning. I am also a donkey, so there is nothing wrong with this title.

The love between women's rights and donkeys makes them look at each other at the same level instead of opposing each other. Qingxuan thinks that Zhimai is a very cute sweet donkey.

Thank you all for coming!