Infernal Winter and Summer GL

Xia's mother was surprised: "You are the boss? I only heard that this company was founded by a few young people. I didn't expect you to be so young. You are really amazing! You Yarlung Zangbo have done a good job. Some young people in my unit It’s so cute to listen to! I’ve listened to it a few times, and it’s the history and folklore taught by the famous school teachers you invited. It’s easy to understand, really good! It’s more beneficial for young people to listen to.”

Dongluo said: "Our ideal is to build a school similar to Jixia Academy in Brahmaputra—of course, this school must be fictitious, and then invite famous and qualified professors and scholars from all over the country to give lectures and spread the word. At the same time of learning, it can also reproduce the contention of a hundred schools of thought, and now many famous teachers have given classes with us, and I hope there will be more in the future."

"This ideal is simply too good!" Mother Xia clapped her hands in praise. After thinking for a while, she said to Father Xia: "Old Xia, you have a very close relationship with Lao Qian. See if he is free now. , you can go to Dongluo to give lectures."

Xia's father said: "I'll call him later and ask him. Speaking of which, these people who are engaged in liberal arts are welcome, not like us. No one invites them anywhere except in the laboratory. Hundreds of forums all over the country don’t seem to have invited a few people who are engaged in science and engineering to give lectures, so there’s no way.”

Dongluo asked: "Uncle, what is your major?"

"My dad studies physics, and when I watch sci-fi movies, he picks the faults next to him, and the picks make my head hurt." Xia Wei puffed his mouth and said with some complaints: "When I watched "Three-Body" two years ago, He also gave me one physics class after another, pointing out what was wrong, and saying that these theories should be understood by a high school student, and I haven’t studied physics since the third year of high school, okay?”

Xia's father said: "This is not the reason why you don't understand the basic theory of physics. You should know what you should understand. You can't just forget it because you don't need it. Besides, it's not that you don't need it. Don't you think science fiction can be used at all?"

"Uncle is right. What you have learned is still useful. It's better not to forget it," Dongluo said, "After all, uncle studies physics, which is pure science, and aunt does cataloging, which should be pure arts. Then Xia Wei, how did you get into art?"

Xia Wei blurted out: "Because art doesn't take mathematics, physics and chemistry!"

Xia's mother laughed: "Xia Wei was good at mathematics when she was a child, but why did she stop loving learning as soon as she entered high school? It just so happened that she learned to draw since she was a child. If she wants to be admitted to the Academy of Fine Arts, she can take the exam with her. , but I don’t think she has a destiny to be an artist in this life.”

Dongluo asked curiously: "Why?"

Xia's father took the words and said: "Our school also has an art department, and I know more or less about art. Artists have to let themselves go, have no scruples, do their own way, and let their thoughts fly. Their sensibility is often greater than rationality. , even sometimes don’t be rational, just be emotional, so that the things you create can move you and others. My daughter can’t meet this standard. She inherited a little of my rational thinking and a little of her mother’s gentleness and moderation. She has a gentle temper, so we didn’t ask her to choose oil paintings, murals, and other pure arts when filling out the major. Instead, we suggested that she choose ceramics. With her temperament, being a good craftsman is more important than being an artist. suitable."

Xia Wei dissatisfied: "Dad, you look down on me so much!"

Xia's mother said: "It's not that I look down on you, but I know you too well. A well-known daughter is like a father. Facts have also proved that your father is right. Look at the work you are doing now. In ancient times, wouldn't you be a craftsman? There is nothing wrong with it, the spirit of craftsman is advocated these days, if you can do your job well, maybe you can become a master like your master Wang Hongyao in the future!"

"Well, let me take your words as compliments."

Father Xia's phone rang, he looked at the phone, and said with a smile: "Just now he was talking about old money, but he called, you guys talk, I'll answer the phone."

Father Xia got up to make a phone call, and Dongluo continued to chat with Xia Wei and Mother Xia. After a while, Father Xia came over, handed the phone to Dongluo, and said, "I'll tell him about the matter you want to invite him to." Said, he expressed interest, you talk to him."

"Really?" Dongluo took the phone in surprise, walked to the balcony, and chatted with Qian Zhaoqi very politely.

Taking advantage of Dongluo's time to answer the phone, Xia's mother asked Xia Wei: "I've never heard you say that you have such a good friend as Dongluo before. How did you meet?"

Xia Wei said nonsense: "We met at Qi Ruizhai's anniversary celebration, and I feel like we hit it off, so we became friends."

"I think she's about your age, doesn't she?"

"Well, the same age as me."

"Then does she have a boyfriend?"

"Yes, and almost got married, but the man cheated and broke up again."

Mother Xia nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

Xia Wei felt that his mother must have been greatly irritated by Yi Ran's affairs, and she would never have asked such detailed questions before.

After Dongluo made the phone call, he returned the phone to Father Xia and said, "Uncle, thank you very much this time. Mr. Qian has already agreed to start classes with us. I will visit him tomorrow morning and discuss the details then. If it wasn't for you I was not so lucky to be in the middle of the match."

Father Xia waved his hand and said, "It's a trivial matter, so don't be so polite."