The strategy of wearing the game is about the male god

Putting a person in an infinitely changing environment, letting him pass by innumerable characters near and far, letting him have a relationship with the whole world: this is the meaning of cinema. ——Andrei Tarkovsky, "Blood"——

[The human brain is composed of tens of thousands of neurons intertwined in series, and all information is converted into neuron signal impulses and fed back and forth in the major central nervous systems.This place contains the greatest secret of human beings, and hides the most wonderful changes since the evolution of primates.As long as these neurons are deciphered, human beings will be deciphered] The curtain rises, the light turns on——

[My father once said to me that parents and children are just people with similar gene chains in this world, and blood and kinship are just your ignorant signatures under the control of dopamine and hormones. 】【Even though I admire him like a god, I dare not agree with his point of view.In the years since he disappeared, I have always believed that he is living safely in some corner of the world.And he came back to visit me quietly from time to time.No matter how well he disguised himself, once he appeared in front of me, my blood would boil hot.This is the story of the blood that was abandoned by him like a shoe, but to me, it is beyond words. 】【Later, he appeared in my dark crowd of strangers.As soon as I saw him, he became young and handsome, with a colorful smile.It was my father, no doubt about it.I walked over and grasped his hand, and he fell at my feet, with dark red blood flowing] Simple room, clean long table, sitting at one end of a young man, no, or it should be a boy .He was wearing a gray jumper and bowed his head.Clasp hands between thighs.

The sound of high-heeled shoes tumbling came from outside the door, getting closer and closer.

With a creak, the door was pushed open.The first thing that comes into view is a pair of bright red pointed-mouthed stiletto heels, slender ankles at the top, graceful calves covered by stockings, black knee-length skirt at the top of the knee, and a khaki tunic that outlines the devil's silhouette. figure.

Further up, there is blond hair, blue eyes, flaming red lips, and a chilling look in his eyes.

An absolute beauty.

She walked quickly to sit opposite the boy, and took out a voice recorder, a cowhide notebook and a signature pen from her coat pocket.

Press the recorder.

She introduces herself: I am Elena.

Boy: Hello, ma'am.

Elena: Max Jiang, as of 25:[-] yesterday evening, seven of the [-] patients treated with furazindurabidine in the Mary Jane Nursing Home have died, three are comatose, and the rest are awaiting observation.How do you feel when you hear this news.

Jiang: Ma'am, I'm sorry...

Elena: No, you shouldn't say sorry to me. Max, when you surrendered, you said that the laboratory you inherited is actually controlled by the Roma Pharmaceutical Group, and you will cooperate with our investigation of it.

Jiang (twisting his lower body uneasily): Yes, ma'am.

Elena: Of course, in fact, we have strong doubts about your motives.Moreover, as far as I know, your father has a very close relationship with the head of the Roma Pharmaceutical Group, and the cooperation in drug research and development has also been maintained very well.

Jiang (slowly raising his head, the brown irises reflect mottled colors): Ma'am, you are right. Mr. William and my father are indeed very good friends, but it does not mean that I am also friends with him.I don't think you should equate the two so easily.I have no right to intervene in the research and development of furazine durabidine.I don't want to be Mr. William's scapegoat, that's why I came here.

Elena: Let’s talk about you first, Jiang, I have read your papers published in the New England Journal of Medicine and European Psychiatry.Very beautiful, you are a unique talent for your age.How old are you?Nineteen or twenty?

Jiang: Twenty, ma'am.

Elena: Why are you interested in psychiatry.

Jiang: Ma'am, this question is like asking a tennis player why you are interested in tennis.If I had to answer, I was just interested in studying the human brain, so I worked on it.Appears to be classified as psychiatry.

Elena: Your father is an expert in psychiatry. The new drugs developed in the laboratory he founded have greatly promoted the clinical treatment of patients with mental illness.Have you been influenced by your father?

Jiang (laughs): Ma'am, I think you should know that I am from China in the East. There is a word called inheriting from father's career, which is very suitable to describe my 20 years.Even with statistical data, it is a high probability that father and son work in the same or the same industry.It is always common for people to say that this must have been influenced by their parents.However, is this really the case?In my opinion, it's just because taking over my father's job is the easiest, most convenient, and least expensive route to success.I can say with a high-sounding sound that I joined the ranks of angels in white for the great development of human medicine, to save more people's lives and relieve more people's pain.But the truth is not as beautiful as I said.

Jiang: Ms. Elena, do you know my father?

Elena: Dr. Jiang?Yes, he is famous.

Jiang: What kind of person do you think he is?

Elena: handsome, rigorous, wise.

Jiang: You may have missed a word, I think.And, indispensable, indifference.Huh... Actually, my biggest dream when I was a child was to be a professional tennis player.

Elena: Huh?

Jiang (laughing with his head down, like crying): My father...

……

In the fourth grade of elementary school, the teacher assigned a composition titled, Your Dream.

Sam's dream is to be able to eat all the cakes in his downstairs cake shop.

Linda's dream is to marry Werther in the next class.

Lyle's dream is to become a Transformer.

I think my dream is the best and most realistic, because my dream is to be a tennis player.But it's a pity that I don't have the necessary conditions to become an outstanding athlete.

His dynamic vision was mediocre, his arm strength was mediocre, and his flexibility was mediocre. Among all the common indicators, the only thing that fell below the average was his height.

Therefore, I am often ridiculed as an unrealistic child. Instead of fantasizing about things that will not come true, I might as well follow my father to tinker with the microscope early on.

However, compared to how I was treated at school, my father was obviously much more popular than me.

He is handsome, tall and handsome even in my eyes when I was young.I am so proud to have such a dad.

He was neither for nor against my desire to become a professional tennis player.In fact, in all the matters I had to decide, he never gave a strongly biased opinion.He always said, you are you and I am me. Although I am your father, I cannot control your life.Make a decision, if it turns out to be good, keep going, if it turns out to be bad, you can learn a lot too.The most undesirable thing is indecision and indecision.

I have always regarded my father's words as the Bible.So until he came to watch my tennis match, I was holding on to the seemingly impossible dream of becoming a professional tennis player.

At the end of the fourth grade, at my strong invitation, my father finally reluctantly put down his work and came to see my tennis match.A big reason for being so persistent is that I really want my father to see how good I am. If he can praise me, it will be an unexpected surprise.Another reason is that the parents of my opponents will be in the audience. If my father does not come, I will be a poor person fighting alone.

You ask about my mother, I have never seen my mother, not even a picture.My father once said at breakfast while drinking milk that my mother has probably been decomposed into molecules that cannot be observed by the human naked eye, mixed in the soil, and scattered in the air.I didn't feel sad at the time, just a little sick, and I quickly covered my bowl with my hands.

In fact, I should have discovered that my father and I were the same kind of people.I believe in mysterious blood and character inheritance, and I am as cold as my father in my bones.So I was able to put up with my father ignoring me in every possible way.

I kept looking at his back, the tall one in the white coat.

So I'm very expressive.

But the result was that I was severely beaten by my opponent. Not only was I ashamed, but my father who came to watch the match was also ashamed.

On the way back, I walked behind him, carrying a big tennis bag.The setting sun cast his shadow on me, and I felt a little cold and depressed.My father suddenly turned around and said to me: "Jiang Yi, are you interested in studying medicine?" My father always called me by my first name.

This is not a question, and of course I agreed, not surprisingly.On the contrary, I was a little happy in my heart, because I was not scolded for failure.

Soon, my father started teaching me basic biology and human anatomy.Naturally, I ditched tennis.

It's a joke, I used to love tennis unswervingly, and it took only a few minutes to let go.

But that's nothing to be ashamed of, because I love my father more than anything else.

……

Elena (groaning): Max, you have a deep Electra complex.But I'm not a psychiatrist, and what you said won't do anything for me to increase your trust.

Jiang: Ma'am, you are in a hurry. Why, you are in a hurry to solve this case.So let's talk about Mr. William.He seems such a nice guy, doesn't he.Established pharmaceutical companies, supported charitable funds, and even donated huge sums of money every year to fund surgical treatment of disabled children.Poets wrote poems to praise him, and writers wrote articles to praise him.He's rich and famous, the type of guy most people in the world want to be.However, since he is a businessman, he cannot be exempt from customs. Businessmen are all profit-seeking.

……

William Roam, everyone who met him couldn't help liking him.He is personable, witty, handsome and rich.Is a standard public lover.

The first time I saw him was when someone knocked on the door after dinner at my house one day. The man with the leather shoes said hello to me with a smile on his face.I was stunned, a little overwhelmed by the man's smile.Also, I don't know him.

After the father came out, seeing him, he just let him in with a blank expression.He was elegant as if he was attending a luxurious ceremony, and I stood stiffly behind my father, not even daring to look at this man.

Every time he came, he would talk with his father in the study for a long time. I seldom went to listen to the corner. I passed by the study a few times and heard them arguing fiercely.I was a little surprised, because my father didn't have many mood swings, he rarely had great joy or sorrow, and his anger was even more restrained.He used to say that anger is the greatest enemy of reason.

When I was a little older, I started to go to my father's laboratory frequently. He took doctoral students, and most of them were calm people.William Lohm occasionally visited the laboratory.But in fact, he doesn't understand biochemical pharmacology at all, and he doesn't need to know.

It is said that my father and William Roam were close friends, and in fact I could see a huge difference in their personalities.My father was a very pure scientist, and William Rohm was not.

Later, at Harvard, I became alumni of the same period as William Lohm's son.Antonio Roma was very different from his father, Antonio was cheerful and cheerful.He is keen on picking up girls, and every time he changes the girls on the screen saver of his mobile phone very quickly.He is four years older than me and always likes to force me to call him brother.

In that year, my father disappeared.It was as if the world had evaporated, and he was nowhere to be found.I still remember him asking how my school Halloween dance was going before he disappeared.I remember it very well, because my father cared very little about my life.At that time, I didn't see anything unusual.However, he just disappeared without warning.

I inherited his laboratory in a daze and continued his unfinished work.It is difficult for me to maintain the operation of the laboratory, because I can't compare with my father's research level at all. Maybe the R&D personnel in any laboratory are much better than me.

I came into frequent contact with William Roam.There is no way around this. The laboratory has cooperated with Roma Pharmaceuticals for many years, and now even if my father is away, I can't break the connection, and I, the heir, can only bite the bullet and stand on top.

Only then did I know that the laboratory had been controlled by William Romm.And he also discovered that William Romm and the director of the Mary Jane Mental Sanatorium colluded with each other and used patients to conduct human experiments on the drugs under development.

I quickly recall my father's quarrel with William Roam.

But now, I don't even have the qualifications to argue.

I even hope that my father comes back, only he can turn the tide and regain control of the overall situation.But I don't know where to find him.But I know that he must be living well somewhere in the world.This is the mysterious blood connection, I believe.

The senior R&D personnel of the William Rohm Joint Laboratory are going to start the research and development of new drugs, and I can neither stop nor participate in it.It's not so much that I don't trust my ability, it's better to say that I have been emptied.

I had to go back to Harvard school, disheartened.

In the early spring of the second year, I planned to return to China.But unexpectedly found the father who disappeared and reappeared.He was wearing a black suit he didn't like to wear, carrying a briefcase, and his hair was combed like someone from the last century.What surprised me the most was that my father was much younger, with no gray hair, no wrinkles around his eyes, and even his eyes were not so cold and distant.

I walked over to greet him, he shook my hand in panic and asked, who are you?

I think God played a big joke with me.The father disappeared and came back, but he seemed to be a different person.It's like traveling through time and regaining your youth.In an instant, I suddenly realized that my father must have traveled in time and space.Only such a tempting plan can attract him to give up the whole world.

I began to try to restore my father's memory. I was his only son, and his blood flowed on me. How could he forget me?

Memory recovery is not smooth, the human brain is the most sophisticated instrument in the world, it is too advanced, with the current technology, it is not enough to study it thoroughly.And, to make matters worse, my father wasn't cooperative at all.But I rekindled the willpower that was dedicated to tennis training all the time, and I did not give up this remote and indefinite recovery work.

Emperor Tian paid off, his father finally slowly began to look like the original him, but it was probably impossible to return to the laboratory.

At this time, furazindurabitine has obtained the production license and has started to market.

……

Elena (with slightly surprised eyes): Max, do you still remember the day your father left.

Jiang Yi shook his head.

Elena (awesome) (psychological activity): Two years ago, Dr. Jiang and his only son Jiang Yi were driving to the suburbs and encountered a large car accident. Dr. Jiang in the driver's seat died on the spot in order to protect his son in the passenger seat .As for Jiang Yi, fortunately, he recovered his life and lost a leg.

Elena: Max, can I see your right leg?

Jiang Yi nodded, and pulled up the trouser leg of his right leg, revealing a metallic prosthesis.

Elena: How did you hurt your leg?

Jiang Yi: Unexpectedly, a car accident, luckily survived.

Elena: What happened then?

Jiang Yi: I drove to the suburbs alone, and encountered a series of rear-end collisions on the highway.

Elena stared at Jiang Yi for a long time, and finally let go: Regarding Roma Pharmaceuticals, what plans do you have, and your conditions.

Jiang Yi pursed his lips with a serious expression: I hope you can give me a legal new identity.

……

"Card!----"

"Very good, one pass! Everyone rest."

Pei Xiangnan immediately collapsed on the chair, his back covered in cold sweat.The actress sitting opposite him also stood up with a relaxed expression, smiled and praised him for his excellent performance just now, and then left the shooting set to rest.

Pei Xiangnan was still sitting on the chair and breathing heavily. He secretly glanced at Mu Chenfeng who was still dressed in a white coat in the distance, and his breathing was a little tight.

He's in the game.