The paper I just wrote turned out to be true

Chapter 129 The Priceless Pen

Might be the reason for the birthday.

Professor Huang let go and drank three glasses of white wine.

He also uttered various words.

For example, although I love archeology, it is too unpopular, and it is a cold bench when I sit on it.

Even Huaqing University is short of funds in this regard.

Especially these years.

Major archaeological remains are rare.

Unlike the previous era, when archeology first started, there were many major discoveries.

The current research is basically perfected on the basis of the discoveries of the last century.

Professor Huang lost his composure.

He put his arms around Chen Chen's shoulders, breathing out the alcohol.

Then he pointed at Lin Chen.

"He, Lin Chen, can be said to be a great hero."

"Stop it, you're drunk."

Professor Huang's wife watched with a smile, but didn't step forward to pull her.

She said softly: "This is the first time I've seen him like this. Normally, he would sit alone in the study, reading ancient books with a magnifying glass. Lin Chen, you should be more patient today."

Lin Chen could only smile back.

It was about eight o'clock, after Lin Chen bid farewell to other students, he was about to return.

He glanced back.

Lin Chen sighed, archeology and other unpopular majors are really not suitable for students with poor families.

Scholars of Professor Huang's level are also able to settle down in Kyoto because they bought a house early.

It can also be seen from the objects in the home that it is very frugal.

Lin Chen looked at his watch, it was still early.

He should go back to Beihe City directly.

According to Professor Huang's intention, Lin Chen should rest at his house tonight.

But today, Professor Huang is as drunk as mud.

Mrs. Huang still has to serve him.

Lin Chen will not cause trouble.

So, Lin Chen got on the high-speed rail.

It also happened that at this time he received a call from Teacher Ren.

"what?"

"Professor Zong has gone to Beihe University."

Lin Chen said in a little surprise.

After Ren Ting explained, Lin Chen realized that Professor Zong had come to apologize to him.

This.
"This old man is interesting."

Lin Chen put down the phone, a bit dumbfounded.

However, although Professor He Zong had never met, Lin Chen had a good impression of him simply because of this.

"Well, it's not too late."

Professor Zong was sitting at his desk, still making phone calls and busy working.

Liping and Teacher Song looked away.

Since Professor Zong came and found that Lin Chen was no longer there, he said directly: "Then I'll wait. I just need to ask if you can provide me with an office space. I still have some materials to process."

After arriving at the school, Professor Zong started to work and has been working until now.

The level of hard work is astounding.

The office door opened.

The crowd followed the sound.

Director Liping and Teacher Song looked happy, and they finally came.

It was Teacher Ren Ting and Lin Chen who came.

Professor Zong raised his head and saw a woman and a man walking in. He looked in all directions and noticed the expressions of Liping and the two.

He guessed that maybe this was the real master.

His eyes fell on the man behind him.

At first glance, ordinary.

But looking at it again, the man's expression was indifferent, there seemed to be a warm smile on the corner of his mouth, and he exuded a benevolent temperament?

No, it seems not.

But it felt very warm, as if seeing a relative.

This feeling is so familiar.

A flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in Professor Zong's mind, and he remembered that this was the temperament he felt from his elders when he was a child.

But since I grew up, I never felt it again.

So strange.

Obviously standing in front of him is a young student, how could he have such a weird feeling?
Director Li Ping's introduction brought Professor Zong back.

"Professor, this is Lin Chen."

"Professor Zong, hello."

After listening to Lin Chen's words, Professor Zong felt a sense of fear in his heart.

Should be flattered.

So, the originally embarrassing words just blurted out.

"Student Lin Chen, I made some improper remarks last time and caused you some harm. I came here today to express my apology to you personally."

Director Liping saw that the very serious Ming history expert showed a trace of stage fright in front of Lin Chen, which made him very puzzled.

He looked at Lin Chen.

what.

What does it feel like?
Lin Chen also noticed the strangeness of several people.

He suddenly remembered that he seemed to have used the temperament of the Chinese ancestors to persuade Professor Huang to stop drinking when the banquet banquet used the spirit of the Chinese ancestors to possess - the elders are like a mountain.

No wonder Teacher Ren Ting was a little strange when she came here just now.

He quickly withdrew.

The fog takes effect quickly.

That's when everything became normal.

Professor Zong shook his head.

He frowned, what happened to him just now, it seemed that something was wrong.

However, after I finished speaking in my heart, I felt a lot more relaxed, and I wasn't embarrassed at all.

He smiled and said, "Student Lin Chen, can you forgive me?"

Lin Chen made a frightened look, and greeted Professor Zong's palm.

"You are a senior, how dare I ask you to apologize."

Liping and others are also persuading.

After all, Lin Chen is his own family.

Faced with this situation, of course, as a mother's family member, she expressed that she didn't mind, and advised Professor Zong not to take it to heart.

Professor Zong said cheerfully: "Student Lin Chen, if you are wrong, you are wrong, and if you are right, you are right. In order to express my apology, I will give you a gift as an apology."

Professor Zong took out a pen.

The pens looked very old and had some Russian writing on them.

Professor Zong said: "This fountain pen has a long history. It was passed down to me by my teacher."

"It was the teacher who was excavating the tombs of the Warring States and Han Dynasties in Hunan Province. It happened that Gao Lingsu also went there. It happened that this pen was given to him by the teacher. He said that he should do a good job in archaeology and add a little bit to the history of China. Work hard."

"There are many things in the history of China, and we need to discover them all."

Professor Zong's eyes showed nostalgia.

Teacher Song whispered: "Professor Zong's teacher is Xia Nai, a famous archaeologist in my country, an academician of the Academy of Sciences, and the main guide and organizer of archaeological work in our country."

Lin Chen's eyes flickered.

As a student majoring in archaeology, if you say you don't know Professor Xia, it's a waste of time.

This pen turned out to be handed down by Professor Xia.

More than that.

It was also used by a person he admired the most. He gave it to Professor Xia, who passed it on to Professor Zong, and now Professor Zong wants to give it to him.

This.
"Professor Zong, this gift is too expensive, you should keep it yourself." Lin Chen declined.

"Well, it's just a pen. I have many such pens." Professor Zong said indifferently, "I made it up. Just ask Xiao Song. I also gave her a pen when she graduated. That's what it said."

Teacher Song froze for a moment, then nodded.

"Yes, take it, Professor Zong likes to joke."

After finishing speaking, she looked at Professor Zong resentfully.

Back then, she got a pen, but it was customized by Professor Zong wholesale.

Did she know that this pen should be genuine? It's the pen that Professor Zong never leaves.

She looked at Lin Chen enviously.

"By the way, there is one more thing, Lin Chen, where do you plan to be a graduate student after graduation?"

ps: Ask for a recommendation ticket, ask for a monthly ticket.

You can add that new fan group in the profile, and discuss the plot. Currently, there are only four of me. Three men and one woman. I want to see if there are any female fans.

(End of this chapter)