Dimensional thinking, dimensionality reduction strike

Tobin 2022-03-21 09:02:10

I don't know if it's the first time that the overbearing president fell in love with me. I don't intend to explain the various right and wrong in the male protagonist's redemption plot. I want to look at this story from another angle.

From the outside, it is nothing more than the process of domestication, but where does the male protagonist have the domestication ability?

Wealth, status, learning ability (second reading, second learning, second application)

The heroine also has the ability to learn. In many places, it can be seen that she is excellent in many aspects, and she is also very good at things like equestrian that require long-term training. She realized that the irony of the male lead when he talked about psychological relationships showed that her application ability after reading the psychology book was not bad. It's just that her psychological shadow and demons limit her further development.

Therefore, the male protagonist with external objective power can dominate, because the female protagonist who violates the social rules is in a state of coercion, has a weakness, and directly reduces the dimension.

Therefore, people still have to have enough capabilities, relationships, rights, and wealth that are recognized by the outside world. At least it can protect itself at a critical moment, and it can even strike at a more critical moment.

Simultaneously upgrade one's own thinking, do not dwell on fetters, and solve problems from new perspectives and dimensions.

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Marnie quotes

  • Marnie Edgar: In case you didn't recognise it, that was a rejection

  • [Marnie takes a taxi back home, to a poor district by the wharf. There are girls skipping to a song]

    Girls skipping: Mother, mother, I am ill. Send for the doctor over the hill. Call for the doctor. Call for the nurse. Call for the lady with the alligator purse... Mumps, said the doctor. Measles, said the nurse. Nothing, said the lady with the alligator purse. How many years will I live? One Two Three Four...