Morning light, invitations and days when the pages of books fly
Conversation in the doctoral research room
The bus passed slowly in the morning light, and the street scene outside the car window flashed by. There were not many people on the road, and the breakfast shop on the corner was already open for business. The clerk was busy flipping toast and hamburgers on the iron plate, and the steam melted in the cold air. It was a quiet and natural morning, with no surprises or regrets. Time moved forward step by step like a bus.
Not long after I arrived at the school, my senior followed me into the doctoral research room. His desk was filled with notes, computers, and a few scattered manuscripts. He raised his head, glanced at me, nodded, and then returned to his own world.
The senior told me that he starts writing papers from around eight o’clock in the morning every day until four or five o’clock in the evening. This kind of life seems a bit boring at first glance, but there is nothing wrong with it. Because in the academic world, the duty of doctoral students is to do research.
“It’s like jogging,” I thought to myself. “When you get used to it, you won’t feel tired. Instead, you will start looking forward to tomorrow’s progress.”
The senior smiled and didn’t reply. I took breakfast out of my bag, started eating, and turned on my computer to start sorting out today’s to-do list. The days of a doctoral class may be like a long-distance race. Rather than speed, endurance is more important.
Afternoon Invitation: How knowledge becomes products
After lunch I got a phone call. is a brand consulting company, and they wanted me to help plan an online course. The other party explained their needs in detail on the other end of the phone, with a somewhat expectant tone, as if this course was an indispensable part of their plan.
“We want to develop an online course that is in line with the industry so that professionals can easily learn industry knowledge,” the other party said, “What do you think?”
“Sounds interesting,” I said, “but the problem is how to make such knowledge practical and practical, not just theoretical.”
“That’s why we wanted to find you,” he smiled.
Yes, I have been doing these things - transforming knowledge into applicable content, connecting academics with practice, and making technology not just technology, but a tool that can help others. Although this phone call came somewhat unexpectedly, it may not be a coincidence, but an inevitable development that has been accumulated for a long time.
I closed my notebook and looked out the window. The sunlight shines on the table through the glass, and the afternoon time always brings a touch of laziness, but it also makes people look forward to the next possibility.
The birth of a new book and the afternoon e-newsletter
When the messages on my phone kept bouncing, I discovered that today’s [new book] (https://vista.im/no-code-book) was published and it briefly made it to the real-time ranking list on the blog. Messages from friends came one after another. Some congratulated me, others were curious about the content of the book, and some directly posted pictures of the books they purchased, which made me feel the warmth of support and encouragement.
This book took a lot of time and effort from conception to completion, but when it actually appeared in the bookstore, it seemed a bit unreal. It’s like a long journey, finally reaching the end, but not knowing where to go next.
In the evening, I sat in front of the computer, opened the e-newsletter system, and wrote a short message to share the news with subscribers. I drew a card and saw the appearance of the book card, which reminded me of the connection I had with everyone today. Perhaps those undiscovered knowledge and conversations will ferment at some point and become new inspiration and new directions.
Like baseball, focus on every pitch in the moment
As the night progressed, I turned my eyes from my computer screen to my television screen, where the WBC qualifying matches were underway. The field is in a stalemate, and every swing and every pitch may change the situation of the game, but what really matters may not be winning or losing, but the players’ focus and efforts on every ball at the moment.
So is life, I guess.
Sometimes, instead of counting the final score all the time, we need to learn how to focus on everything in front of us—whether it’s a conversation in class, an afternoon phone call, or the publication of a book. Because when we devote ourselves to every moment of swinging the bat, winning or losing is no longer just the end point, but a process of growth.
I took a sip of water, took a deep breath, and prepared myself for tomorrow’s new challenge.
