Chapter 1240: The price of fame

Joan put down the glass and straightened the waist bar on the seat, answering Professor Moriarty's question positively with a very solemn expression.
"Tutor, I don’t want to be a celebrity! Really, it doesn’t do me any good, it only disrupts the rhythm of my life, and makes me panic and irritable. I even regretted participating in the Rising Star Awards if everything can be done again. If so, I would rather give up the chance to win the prize and just ask for the life I want to live without being disturbed."
"If someone says such a thing, I would suspect that he is either hypocritical or mentally ill..." Professor Moriarty stopped talking.
"That's right, I'm the kind of person with abnormal mentality!" Joan said frankly, "Teacher, you don't have to talk about this, I don't want to deceive myself."
"No, my child, your spirit is okay, just too shy, and maybe a little paranoid."
Professor Moriarty handed Joan a glass of wine, trying to help him relax.
"Joan, participating in social activities is not a waste of time. This will be of great benefit to your future career. Why not give it a try? It is not harder to make a speech than to write a paper."
Joan drank the wine out of the glass, flushed his cheeks, and became more energetic. With a little drunkenness, the wizard confided his inner depression.
"Mr. Tutor, of course you have a point. In fact, I fully understand the point. I also tried to integrate into the society and participate in social activities."
"My efforts have indeed yielded some results, especially when compared with myself two years ago, I think it has matured a lot now."
"Perhaps because of these small advancements, I can't help but feel a little floating, I feel that I am no longer the lonely and introverted freak, and I can cope with the interpersonal communication on and off campus."
"However, I heard you talk about touring speeches and signing strangers. I suddenly realized that I didn't change anything essentially. The horror that once seemed familiar, grabbed my heart again and made me feel Dizzy and nausea, unable to breathe, full of brains just want to escape from the crowd and hide in a place where no one recognizes me..."
"But Joan, this is honor!"
Professor Moriarty couldn't help but interrupt.
"You are not a wanted criminal, not a loser in the eyes of people. On the contrary, you are too successful! You are an academic star, a genius in the eyes of scholars, an idol in the minds of young people, you are the darling of the gods, people all Love you and respect you, but why should you escape? What is it that makes you feel ashamed and makes you feel afraid?"
"It's me." Joan's trembling left hand clasped his chest as if to pull out his heart. "Teacher, it's me who shames and fears me, because I can't blame my shame and fear." I blame the maliciousness of the outside world on others, and because people are very friendly to me, I feel more ashamed and scared, and even more unable to accept people's love and goodwill."
Professor Moriarty nodded thoughtfully.
"I understand your mood, Joanne, you have been trying to adapt to the society, and the slavery has been integrated into the crowd. You have made some progress in the past two years, but this is not enough. It is far from being calmly playing the role of "academic star" and "public figure". The degree of this role, but after all, if you have the courage and step forward a little bit, you may be able to cross this threshold, do you want to try it?"
"If you have to force me to participate in the tour, I'm afraid I will escape." Joan hesitated, lowering his head, and said with some difficulty: "Or pretend to fall off the balcony and break his legs and feet. There is a reason to lie on the hospital bed to recover from the disaster."
Professor Moriarty gave Joan a deep look. He knew that his students were absolutely capable of such crazy things!
"I understand."
Professor Moriarty sighed, his hands crossed behind his head, leaning tiredly on the armchair.
"Joan, tomorrow morning I will go to Dean Franklin and try to persuade him to write to the school council and refuse to give you a tour."
"If all goes well, I think the school managers should be able to understand your pains, respect your decisions, and no longer disturb your life in any way."
"Thank you, mentor, and thank you for tolerating my waywardness..." Joan almost couldn't help tearing.
"Okay, okay, my poor child, if outsiders know what I am doing, I might think I am jealous of my students, so I give you a "stumbling block" in front of the dean, preventing you from receiving what you deserve honor."
Professor Moriarty glared at Joan pretendingly.
Of course Joan saw that the tutor was joking and wiped his eyes, and said with some embarrassment: "Well, when you talk to Mr. Dean tomorrow, can you please ask him for a favor and quickly send the good news in the bulletin board, And all my pictures, all withdrawn!"
Professor Moriarty couldn't help crying, and eventually nodded.
"Teacher, does this really cause misunderstanding?"
Joan suddenly worried again.
"Perhaps I should send a public statement stating that I gave up participating in the social activities after winning the award for my own reasons, so as not to be misunderstood by you, which would damage your reputation and even affect your future enrollment."
"Stupid boy, there is no need for this."
Professor Moriarty smiled and waved his hand.
"I don't care about social reputation. I don't need you to help me maintain it. As for the impact on enrollment... Ha! Having a student like you is enough for me to worry about. Before you graduate, I don't want to enroll other students!"
Joan thought this matter was debatable, but Professor Moriarty shook his head. He didn't intend to talk about it. He put his smile on his face and warned seriously: "Joan, you can miss other activities, only. Thing, you can't refuse anyway!"
"What's the matter?" Joan asked, anxiously.
"Today is August 2nd. Unsurprisingly, on the morning of August 5th, the Austrian Law Association will send a reporter to do a special interview for you. The future interview will be published in the "Journal of Austrian Law" , You have to be prepared for an interview."
When Joan heard this, his heart was raised again, but then he thought about it, and interviewing reporters in private is always much less stressful than giving a public speech. He should be able to cope with it.
"Teacher, what questions do you think Mr. Reporter will ask?" Qiao An asked anxiously.
"Nothing special, mainly your birth, growth and school experience, just answer truthfully." Professor Moriarty said with a smile.
Joan nodded and decided to go back and make an outline to prepare the answers to the questions that might be involved in advance, so that he would not be able to answer them during the interview and be ugly.
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