Jian Yunxi finally saw his paper "The Legal Status of the 'Nine-Dash Line' in the South China Sea - Based on the Interpretation of Article 121 of the United Nations Convention on the Law of the Sea" in the latest issue of "Legal Review".
The corners of Jian Yunxi's mouth rose unconsciously. She quickly took a photo, first sent it to Lu Yang, then to her mother, and then shared it on Penguin Space.
My mother replied even faster: "Xixi, can I buy a lot of this magazine? Please buy me a few more. I want to give them to your grandparents."
Jian Yunxi was very confused, but he still bought a few books and sent them to Li Meiling.
Lu Yang also called and said he needed two books, one to keep by his bedside and one to take back to show off to his parents.
Jiang Mu also joined in the fun and commented to her: Cousin, can you send me a copy?
Jian Yunxi suddenly found that this sense of accomplishment was something he had never experienced before.
To express her gratitude, she planned to invite seniors from the International Law Salon to have a meal together, especially Professor Li Ming.
"You young people should just get together. Why would an old man like me join in the fun?"
Having said that, Professor Li still did the honor and the dinner was held at a Sichuan restaurant near the school gate.
Jian Yunxi arrived at the Sichuan restaurant half an hour early, chose a round table by the window, and asked the boss for a few dishes that Professor Li liked - boiled fish with less oil, mapo tofu not too spicy, and a pot of warm rice wine.
She knew that although this giant of international law always said "just eat something casually", he was always particular about the details of academics and life.
"Jian Yunxi is a very teachable kid. All of you senior brothers and sisters should bow down to him."
Jian Yunxi and his classmates always like to call seniors "seniors", and the professors in the school like to call them "senior brothers" and "senior sisters".
"Professor, please stop making fun of me," Jian Yunxi quickly stood up and poured tea, "If you had asked me to participate in the data compilation of the South China Sea case, I would never have thought of this entry point at all."
A senior student in his second year of graduate school suddenly said, "But I just saw an English article online yesterday titled "A Critique of Chinese Scholars' Misinterpretation of the Island and Reef System," published by the Institute of Asia-Pacific Affairs!"
Professor Li slowly picked up a piece of pork and said, "Why are you in such a hurry? They refuted my argument on the baseline of territorial sea in the same way back then." He dipped the pork in chili oil and suddenly recited a classic judgment of an international court in English.
"The Court cannot render judgment sub specie aeternitatis..."
Jian Yunxi noticed that he was talking about the 1974 Fisheries Jurisdiction Case, a classic case that was written into all international law textbooks.
She suddenly realized that the professor was reminding them that the International Court of Justice would never make decisions based on the position of "eternal correctness". The key was how to build a defense line within the established rules.
Therefore, the rest of the dinner turned into a discussion of international answers. Jian Yunxi listened patiently and memorized some of the arguments of the seniors in his mind.
Professor Li suddenly laughed, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were like an index to a collection of case law: "Young man, eat first." He tapped the pot of bright red mao xue wang, "International law is a discipline that is similar to Sichuan cuisine—"
"——If you lift the lid too early, the aroma will dissipate." The second-year graduate student took it naturally and reached out to turn the dining table.
Jian Yunxi suddenly discovered that these seniors were just as mysterious as Professor Li, and there were many things she could learn from them.
There was a three-day May Day holiday before the legal English exam. Chen Shasha and Song Xing came to Beijing, while Liu Meng was screaming in anxiety in Nanning, mainly because the fare was too expensive.
"I'm so ashamed. This is the first time I've come to Beijing since I was a child!"
Chen Shasha started to express her feelings as soon as she left the station.
"Who says it's not? After all, this is Beijing. This station is much bigger than Nanjing Station."
"Can the capital city be compared with the provincial capital city?"
Jian Yunxi had been waiting at the exit for a long time. The weather in Beijing in May was not very hot, so she was wearing a long-sleeved T-shirt and a pair of jeans.
As a result, I was frightened by Chen Shasha. This lady was wearing a floral halter dress and she shivered when she was blown by the cold wind when she left the station.
"Damn, Beijing is so cold! Nanjing is like a furnace!"
Song Xing looked at her with contempt: "I told you, the highest temperature is 20 degrees, and you only want grace!"
"Oh, aren't we afraid that the people of Beijing will discriminate against us?"
Jian Yunxi really wanted to pretend that she didn't know her, but she couldn't.
“The hotel we booked is near the station, the environment is good, and most importantly, the price doesn’t increase during the holidays!”
You may know that most of the time during the holidays it is college students who travel. The hotel prices near the train station are still the same as before, but the prices near the Forbidden City have doubled.
"Hey, it's OK. All roads lead to Rome. Beijing's transportation is very convenient. You can live anywhere."
Jian Yunxi had already made arrangements. Tonight they would have some snacks nearby, and tomorrow she would take them to the Forbidden City, just in time to eat the roast duck that she had praised so much.
The next day, we went to Tiananmen Square and then to the Great Wall. After coming back, we asked Lu Yang to have dinner with us. On the last day, we took them to stroll around the campus of Peking University.
"Okay, Tour Guide Jian, I'll follow your instructions."
There are quite a lot of places to eat near the train station. Jian Yunxi took them to a small alley, which was the place where they had eaten last time when Yu Guanghui and Lina came to visit.
"Braised pork? Is it delicious?"
Chen Shasha originally thought it was hot pot!
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