Arty Records

On the way back to Beijing, Hong Xinyao was much more silent than usual.In fact, Young Master Hong is now in charge of one side regardless of the family business, and he is a bit deep and dignified in front of others, but this appearance is rare in front of Fang Sishen.

"I didn't expect that Mr. Qi would directly donate his things to the Beijing Normal University. Such an ending is the best." Fang Sishen saw that he was not very happy, and persuaded him seriously.

"I know." Young Master Hong replied firmly.In front of people like Qi Jiaying, it was only then that he realized how small and insignificant he was.In his mind, this matter hurt a man's dignity and face, but for Fang Sishen, he was mostly lucky, even if he understood why he was awkward, he didn't think he needed extra comfort.Seeing that he still refused to let go of his brows, he said sharply: "Don't feel reconciled. In comparison, the biggest beneficiaries are not us?"

Hearing the word "we", Hong Xinyao smiled, "That's right. Most people really can't pick up such a big leak."

Slowly put away his smile: "I'm not unwilling. The business has doubled several times after changing hands, not to mention opening the gate of Pearl Island. What is there to be dissatisfied with? I'm just...just..."

To put it bluntly, I am still not reconciled.

Fang Sishen suddenly asked: "Ah Yao, do you want to be like Mr. Qi?"

Hong Xinyao asked back: "Who doesn't want to be like his surname Qi?"

Fang Sishen looked at him: "Then what kind of person do you think Qi Jiaying is?"

"Does it need to be said? Super rich, super awesome, super..." Hong Xinyao suddenly realized that this kind of general conclusion is tantamount to saying nothing.Suppressing the sour gas coming out of his throat: "Cut, what is he like, fuck me!"

Fang Sishen nodded: "That's true. He is him, you are you, what he is has nothing to do with you, unless you establish a certain relationship in your heart. To be honest, I guess he is at your age. Better than you are now. When you reach his age in the future, you may be better than him... Well, in your words, more awesome."

When Fang Sishen said this kind of word, he felt infinite joy.Hong Xinyao laughed out loud.

Fang Sishen also smiled: "But no matter what, you are always Hong Xinyao, not Qi Jiaying."

After hearing this, First Young Master Hong thought deeply, "Brother, I understand this."

Fang Sishen still looked at him.Being so young, he stands much taller than the average person, walks much faster than the average person, and gets much more than the average person.How to grasp the future may be much more difficult than ordinary people.

Perhaps Fang Sishen's eyes conveyed enough information, Hong Xinyao held his hand and emphasized again: "Brother, I understand. I'm just depressed..."

Fang Sishen smiled and let him rub his head on his shoulder.

Back in the capital, the university summer vacation has just begun.The main members of the Institute of Ancient Xia Language of the Faculty of Humanities held an internal seminar, which was regarded as a clean-up for Fang Sishen.Due to Fang Sishen's outstanding academic achievements, he will be promoted to a professor in September, and he is eligible to lead doctoral students.It is also the youngest professor promoted by the Faculty of Humanities since the Republic: just over 9 years old.

If it is placed before the Republic, of course it is nothing.The former university scholar Wu Suiran returned from overseas to become a professor at the age of 25; the great writer Yin Canglang turned from creation to research and became a professor of Chinese Language and Literature at the age of 27.However, after the Republic of China, the evaluation of professional titles was refined and quantified. University teachers with a certain level of professional title published several papers of which level within a few years and completed several topics of which level to be eligible to participate in the next level of professional title. .The kind of strange incidents in which a single subject with zero duck eggs can be admitted to a university, and a hairy boy can also become a professor, has completely disappeared.

So before Fang Sishen returned to China, the news of the professor's unconventional evaluation had already spread throughout the School of Humanities, and even the entire Chinese academic circle.As the saying goes: "Flowers bloom outside the wall, fragrance inside the wall", "There are people in the court who are easy to be officials".With the support from the Price Oriental Research Institute outside and the director of the Department of Higher Education acting as a backer inside, Fang Sishen, the youngest professor, deserves his name.There is an endless stream of people cheering in person, but there are only a handful of people who slander behind the scenes.

Within two days, Fang Sishen was scared by the flattery, and hid at home and did not go out.

Hong Xinyao went back to Hejin first, and set up a few more dinners after returning to the capital.Except for the necessary entertainment, it is to connect with friends and friends.It happened that Wang Wei was in Beijing, so he called several related people who had close contacts together and had a gathering.Liang Ruogu specially asked Teacher Fang to participate, but Hong Xinyao hummed twice, but didn't tell Fang Sishen at all.

Despite his excellent grades, Liang Ruogu did not continue his studies, but chose to go to one of the most popular cutting-edge media.Wang Hui has been an intern for a year in the grassroots government of a special economic zone city.Zhou Xincheng, on the other hand, wanted to be free and free, and gathered a few people to open a leather bag company that buys short and sells short.At first, he wanted to take Hong Xinyao's ride and get a share of the "Zhenxintang".After all, when it was first established, Hong Dashao was short of money, and this group of people helped to make up some of them.Later, Hong Xinyao repurchased shares one after another, and some of the better ones still kept some, purely as a favor.

Zhou Yanei made an unreasonable request, of course Young Master Hong could not agree.He didn't explicitly refuse, and found an opportunity to introduce the youngest of the Hu family to Zhou Xincheng.Ever since he became the dry uncle of the grandson of the Hu family, Hong Xinyao has officially started to interact with the young masters of the Hu family.Zhou Yanei and Mr. Hu San hit it off right away, and they hit it off very late, so naturally they stopped pestering Hong Xinyao about the idea of ​​"Sincerity Hall".

On this day, Fang Hong and his two went to Hu's house to visit Hu Yixin and his two-month-old nephew, and ran into the third son Hu.Fang Sishen was startled when he saw Hong Xinyao greeting each other familiarly.When he went out and asked why, Hong Xinyao said, "I have some business contacts."

Fang Sishen was silent for a moment before speaking: "I remember you said before that they...are not good things."

Hong Xinyao nodded: "That's right, none of them are good things." Looking into Fang Sishen's eyes, he explained, "I've met him a few times before, but this time I got to know each other because of Sister Xin's matter. The business they do is separated from me. It's quite far away, but... occasionally I would buy something as a gift, and I have to sell it."

Seeing that Fang Sishen didn't speak, he said again: "Zhenxintang is aimed at collectors. Pimps like them will not sell if they can't sell it. After the Pearl Island branch opens, it will gradually focus on acquisitions. Sales should be placed there as much as possible.”

Fang Sishen heard what he meant, and said, "I don't understand these things, you can decide."

When Hong Xinyao got out of the schedule, the two were ready to set off for Qingqiu Baishui.According to the wishes of Weng and his son-in-law, follow the official relationship all the way, go down in the name of research, and ask the grassroots government to provide services in place, so everything is convenient.The problem is that when Fang Sishen thinks about having to deal with the grassroots government of Liaozhou Wumeng again, he will inevitably get a little angry and feel a chill down his spine.Young Master Hong then persuaded Lord Taishan that the two of them should go by themselves, but they brought Liu Huhan as a bodyguard.

Standing in the small terminal of Tuan Airport, Young Master Hong smiled awkwardly at the people around him and said, "My second sister and her husband fought again. Before we came, she just carried the baby back to my parents. I want Go find the second brother-in-law now, and let her know later, maybe what will happen to me. So, well, there is no ready-made car to pick me up, we have to rely on our own efforts."

Before Fang Sishen could reply, he stepped out of the gate a few steps, wandered around the taxi queue, quickly selected the most honest one, negotiated a good price, and hired the car.

Sitting in the car, Fang Sishen couldn't help asking: "Your second sister and the others, do they often do this?"

Hong Xinyao sighed, with a look of helplessness: "It is said that couples fight at the head of the bed and fight at the end of the bed. I have seen it. When I hate it, I can't wait to die. I have used knives and guns. When it is good, it is as good as it is. A piece of brown candy, two people in one pair, can't leave it for a moment. At first I suspected that there was something wrong with my eyes, but now I'm used to it anyway. Arguing for a while, splitting and reuniting, let them go."

The driver and Xiao Liu were chatting secretly, but Fang Sishen took it seriously: "It's always like this, after all, it hurts feelings. Besides, the child is getting more and more sensible, and I'm afraid it will leave a shadow."

Hong Xinyao sighed again.He knew the phrase "move the knife, move the gun", and those who listened to it would think it was an exaggeration, and they would never think that it was the truth.

"What can I do? My second brother-in-law has nothing else to do but can't control the waistband. When the second sister was most sad, she made up her mind to leave, but their family refused. Helper, how many big men there are, it is not ambiguous at all. Nowadays, at least half of the business of the second brother-in-law is taken care of by his wife. Such a man with a sack bag is just my second sister's straight intestines, and he is a treasure." Young Master Hong is not what he used to be, and Du Huanxin's image has plummeted in his eyes.

Fang Sishen followed with a soft sigh.Other people's housework can only be a sigh.

Although the taxi was much faster than the long-distance bus, it was already night when they arrived in Yeligune City.That night, he still stayed in the best No. [-] guest house, and the next morning, he went to the municipal funeral home to pick up Lian Fuhai's ashes stored there.

Because of the shed area renovation and corruption case, the entire Qingqiu Baishui bureaucracy has almost been shaken up.However, the turmoil at the upper level did not have an external impact. Walking in the urban area was no different from three years ago.If you must look for differences, you can only say that the market looks more depressed.The border area is remote, no matter how hard it is, the space for economic development is limited.Almost all the young people went out to make a living and would not come back until the end of the year.The people coming and going on the street are full of middle-aged and elderly people and children.

Hong Xinyao showed a letter of introduction with a big red seal on it, the staff read it and invited the curator out.The curator was very polite and personally took out Lian Fuhai's urn and handed it to Fang Sishen.The story of Lian Fuhai was a sensation back then, and the folklore spread it even more so that he was called a national hero.As soon as Hong and Fang turned around, they heard whispers behind them, probably guessing their identities and their relationship with the deceased.

Fang Sishen was a little anxious, and wanted to leave for Manggan Road immediately, but was persuaded by Hong Xinyao.Neither of them wanted to stay in Ahla, so they had to go back and forth on the same day.Even if the road is good in Xia Tian, ​​it is very reluctant to leave at this time, so it is better to leave early tomorrow morning.

So the afternoon was free, and the two of them shared their hearts and asked the driver to drive to the place where they had accompanied Hua Dingsong to worship Hua'an.There was at least one guard last time, but this time there was no guard at all. A big rusty iron lock was hung on the crooked iron gate.The taxi was waiting on the side of the road, and the three of them easily turned into the forest farm.

A group of bored kids on summer vacation were originally playing on the river beach on the other side. When they saw someone entering the forest through the iron gate, they sneaked in after discussing for a while before stepping in.The iron gate is not too high, and there are no spears or spikes.The three adults looked at them, ignored them, and found a piece of grass to sit down and rest.

The children became unrestrained and didn't know what game they were playing. They ran wildly among the wild flowers and weeds, and the compacted flat ground of the forest farm became their best playground.The crisp laughter spread far away, and even the sunshine and the breeze seemed to be infected by the pure happiness, which was extraordinarily warm and gentle.

The heavy past and intense sadness all become distant in the children's laughter.

Seeing the smile on Fang Sishen's lips, Hong Xinyao felt itchy in his heart.Glancing at the group of wild children, he asked, "Brother, were you like this when you were young?" After asking, I realized that I actually knew what he was like when he was young.It's just that it's been so long that I almost forgot.

Just when I was uneasy, I heard him whisper: "When I was young, I used to have fun on the river beach like them. Although I didn't have any friends, I didn't feel lonely. The birds on the trees, the fish in the river, the flowers on the bank , squirrels, rabbits, lynxes, red deer in the woods... Now that I think about it, it is a lively world. Of course there are also troubles, such as being bullied by other children, envious of their different lives from mine, and worrying about my mother getting sick... ...But overall, life is very fulfilling. Helping the adults do some work within their ability, and I have time to learn ancient characters and Spanish from my adoptive father, and listen to him tell weird stories-there is always something to do every day, and I don’t have much time to spend on it. Trouble. The later, the more fun I feel from life. This kind of life lasted until the death of my adoptive father."

Fang Sishen smiled faintly: "But at this time, I have also grown up."

Looking at his face, Hong Xinyao felt a strong urge to kiss him.I didn't dare to make mistakes outside, and slowly suppressed my throbbing mood, and said: "I'm so jealous when I tell you that. In my opinion, it's because you lived differently from others when you were young. Learning is so powerful. If you want to go to school like a human being, you might have been taught by the teacher long ago."

Fang Sishen was happy: "I sometimes think so too."

Early the next morning, drive to Manggan Road.The weather is good and the road conditions are good. We arrived in Ahla in two hours.Hong Xinyao asked Fang Sishen to stay in the car, and took Xiao Liu into the two-story gray-white government office building in the town.He came out after a while, Fang Sishen couldn't help feeling a little nervous when he saw his serious face.

"The uncle you mentioned is no longer working here. They said that his daughter and son-in-law are out of town, and they took him out to take care of him and will not come back."

"Ah..." Fang Sishen was momentarily at a loss.

Hong Xinyao got into the car: "All the heads of the government affairs office have changed. I have a letter of introduction from the state government in my hand, and they dare not deceive me. Brother Liu went to the town to inquire, see if he can ask more questions some news."

After waiting for a while, Xiao Liu came back, and before Fang Sishen could speak, he shook his head at the two of them.

"It's said that they were picked up by their daughter and son-in-law for more than a year. Some also said that they went to take care of their grandson. I only know that it is in Yongzhou, but I can't say where it is."

Fang Sishen said: "Huanhuo, thank you for your hard work. That's all. It's good news to know that the old man is doing well."

The car continued to drive towards Manggan Road, passed through the forest farm, and stopped in front of the bungalow of the forest ranger.Further inside, there is no way at all.In winter, you can take a sledge to walk along the river, but in summer, you can only walk through the forest honestly.Carrying a pack of cigarettes and two bottles of wine, Xiao Liu took the driver into the house to say hello to the ranger, and agreed to let the driver and the car wait here for a long time.The forest guard was lonely, and the forest ranger was too happy, yelling "Don't smoke, don't light a fire", and pulled the driver to sit down and play poker.

The dormitory area of ​​the forest farm is even more dilapidated than it was three years ago, and everything that can be disassembled has been taken away.The broken beams of doors and windows can be used as firewood, and the bricks and rubble can be used as building materials. Only the cracked tarpaulin felt is thrown on the ground, and it will be shattered immediately when stepped on.

Soon at the edge of the cemetery at the end of the dormitory area, Fang Sishen paused, pointing to the collapsed ruins on the left: "Our family used to live there."

Hong Xinyao nodded: "I was here last time."

The two stood for a while without speaking.

Fang Sishen suddenly looked at the time and said, "Let's go faster, take a short cut and get out before five o'clock." After that, he took the lead and led the way.Lian Fuhai's ashes were in the backpack, and he insisted on taking it by himself, and the other two did not argue with him.

The road that has not been walked for many years, but the feet seem to recognize it, and naturally know where to step next.All the big trees have been cut down, and the new saplings replanted are neither thick nor tall, and it is easier to travel than before.Two hours later, I finally walked out of the young forest, and a large wild bush lay before my eyes.

The three of them sat down to rest, and Hong Xinyao imitated the other two and tied up his trouser legs, and found a long stick as a walking stick.Fang Sishen put down his sleeves for him, and buttoned the cuffs: "Don't think it's too hot, if your arm gets cut by a branch or leaf, you're not used to it, you're afraid of infection."

It was the most comfortable temperature in the twenties, but the three of them were sweating profusely after walking so fast.

This time it was Xiao Liu who opened the way, Fang Sishen followed closely to guide the way, and Young Master Hong followed at the end.With Liu Hushan and Liu Daxia clearing the roadblocks, the speed of travel is not slower than before.After about an hour, we found the place where Lian Fuhai pitched his tent.

The tent had already collapsed, Fang Sishen walked over slowly, and lifted off the dirty oilcloth. Underneath was a mess of tree stumps, several dark living utensils, lifeless.

Xiao Liu asked, "What is Young Master Fang looking for? I'll come."

Fang Sishen shook his head.Lian Fuhai is gone, and where he moved his mother's ashes, I'm afraid there will be no more clues.Guess it shouldn't be too far away, but surrounded by wild forests, time is running out, but where can I find it?

Hong Xinyao said: "How about... just bury Uncle Lian here?"

Fang Sishen was hesitating, when Xiao Liu yelled, "Come out!"

A gray-black shadow moved in response to the sound, leaped far away, stopped again, turned back to look at this side, and barked twice as if tentatively.

Fang Sishen's heart beat like a drum for a moment, and he suddenly remembered the name of Lian Fuhai's pet dog: "Big Flower!"

Hearing the call, the dog rushed over quickly, stopped in front of him, and wagged its tail in circles around Fang Sishen, making a "woo woo" sound from its mouth.

Fang Sishen knelt down and stretched out his hand.Seeing it sticking out its tongue and licking it, he said, "Da Hua, do you know where Uncle Lian often goes?"

Hong Xinyao looked sad, but also a little funny: "Do you really think it is a human?"

Fang Sishen looked up: "I remember when I was a child, Uncle Lian had a dog like this. He knew everything. It must know where my mother is buried."

After thinking about it, I stood up and tried to walk in one direction.Sure enough, the big dog barked and refused to move.Fang Sishen stopped and walked towards it. The big dog turned around and ran a few steps away. Looking back, he saw him following up, running faster and faster. After a while, he stopped and waited, and then continued to run forward.

Hong Xinyao and Xiao Liu were secretly amazed, and hurriedly followed.

The three of them worked very hard through a dense undergrowth, and saw a small open space surrounded by a circle of rhododendron trees, obviously with traces of artificial planting.At this time, the flowering period is coming to an end, and the naturally dried flowers hang on the branches, still retaining the bright colors when they were in full bloom.

The flowers and trees have been neglected for three years, and weeds grow waist deep.

Hong Xinyao asked, "Clean up first?"

Fang Sishen slowly shook his head: "Forget it. We can't come here often, and in two years, this place is likely to become a young forest. What is the way to die? The body is on the same mountain. In any case, Manggan Road is the most The most beautiful and cleanest place, I think, there is no need to take my mother away. With Uncle Lian here to accompany her, she should not be lonely."

Xiao Liu took out a few things from his backpack and put them together to form three shovels.Put on the gloves, use the sharp edge to cut, and quickly clear a space.The three of them worked together to dig a deep pit and bury Lian Fuhai's ashes.The big dog seemed to know who was buried, and whined around the grave with a mournful tone.

Fang Sishen took Hong Xinyao's hand and stood among the flowers: "Mom, this is Yao, I'll bring him here to show you. Uncle Lian loves you very much, I make the decision to ask him to stay here, I hope you won't be angry ” I thought: being with someone who loves me will always be happier than being with someone who doesn’t love me.

When returning, it is mainly downhill, and the speed is much faster than when it came.Fang Sishen jumped up and down all the way, almost back to the old days when he was a green boy.Hong Xinyao watched him hook the branches, pull the leaves, bend down to find small flowers in the weeds, and jump up to reach the wild fruits on the bushes, grinning silently behind him.

"Ah, water grapes!" A bunch of green and red transparent fruits were brought to his lips, "Try it, this one is not sour."

Opening his mouth, he bit down on the fruit and his fingers.

Fang Sishen twitched, but didn't twitch, and his face gradually turned red.The water grapes disappeared, but the fingers were still curled up by the tongue, moist and hot, like a lollipop that was melting.

Hong Xinyao held his wrist with one hand, pressed his lower back with the other, and pressed close to his body.

"Don't..." Fang Sishen turned his face away, "The volcano is ahead."

Young Master Hong snorted, "He dare not turn his head back."

Fang Sishen struggled lightly: "There's...a big flower in the back."

Hong Xinyao turned his head.Sure enough, the big dog was three to five meters away, looking this way with piercing eyes.

Being stared at by two dog eyes, even young master Hong's face is a little uncomfortable.

"Damn! It actually followed."

Fang Sishen smiled: "It probably wants to send us off."

Back to the ranger team, it was already dark.The three of them were about to get into the car, when the big dog rushed up suddenly barking, biting Fang Sishen's clothes corner and not letting go.

Fang Sishen made a mistake.Thinking of its three years of lonely waiting in the forest, I feel very uncomfortable.

"Ah Yao, is there a way to take it with me?"

Hong Xinyao thought for a while: "How about... let my second brother-in-law go first, and then get it to Beijing when it's convenient next time. Wanyuehe's house is almost finished, so it's just right to house this guy."

The two bought train tickets for the return journey, in order to see the scenery along the way.Although pets are checked in at the station, the procedures are cumbersome, and it must be too late now.

Xiao Liu suddenly said, "Young Master Hong, I have veteran comrades working at Tu'an Station, I'll make a call and ask."

The acquaintances have a good relationship, and they promised to help, and the quarantine and consignment procedures will be completed within one day.Young Master Hong heard that pets should be kept in the luggage compartment, so he asked if it would be okay to pack a soft sleeper compartment.It just so happened that there were a lot of soft sleepers left in this car, and based on the principle of efficiency first, the other party asked the leader for instructions, and finally agreed.

So on the express train from Tuan to Beijing, three people and one dog lived in a soft sleeper box.In order to prevent the big flowers from running around, I got a big iron cage.This loyal dog that makes a living independently in the forest has the same unruly temperament as its owner, except when it is next to Fang Sishen, it will lick its tongue and wag its tail, and take the initiative to get close.The more young master Hong watched, the more he fell in love with him, and he felt that it was really right to bring this guy back.But he can't understand the way this beast flatters someone, as well as his self-conscious light bulb habit.After staring twice, he said to Fang Sishen: "Let the dog stay with your dad first, the house is big. If you are not free, let the nanny watch over it. When Wanyuehe's house is ready, move over there and it will be mine. keep."

Fang Sishen saw a person and a dog lined up on the opposite side, inexplicably resembling each other, and was very happy.

After laughing and laughing, the two discussed the arrangements after returning to Beijing.Young Master Hong wants to return to Hejin immediately. A group of disabled workers who used to go to the small kiln mine went to the mining company to make trouble for medical expenses.He is not there, and the people under him are trying their best to delay.

Hong Xinyao frowned: "It's all a problem left over from history. These people also know that when my dad and I don't care about things and come up later, no one will care. That's why they insist on our family."

Fang Sishen asked, "Don't tell me the local government doesn't care?"

"There is no contract and no insurance. The official wishes to have nothing to do with him. Do you expect them to take care of the fart?"

"Where did the original kiln owner go?"

Hong Xinyao sneered: "I'm starting my second business with my dad!"

Seeing that Fang Sishen was about to speak, he interrupted with a wave of his hand: "I know, they should pay. The problem is that people are willing to pay for money. The money came out to wipe the ass of this group of people. I was thinking, while they are engaged in some second venture, I want some shares from my father to set up a fund."

Fang Sishen nodded: "This is a long-term solution, a good way."

Young Master Hong rolled his eyes: "The older the old man is, the more stingy he is. He's almost getting into the eyes of the money. He has to deal with it hard. Just watch, if he refuses to give it, I can give him the money. This start-up messed him up."

After talking about my own affairs, I asked Fang Sishen: "When will the 'Xiadian Project' that my dad mentioned last time start?"

The Institute of Ancient Xia Languages ​​of the Faculty of Humanities has gained a lot of limelight by virtue of the Jiuxi Liuqi Project in cooperation with Prius Institute of Oriental Studies.A few backbones have been recruited from other institutions, and their strength has doubled. They are applying to the Education Department for a large-scale project at the national level: the digitization project of ancient script genealogy, referred to as "Xia Dian".

Once this project is approved, Fang Sishen will definitely be the main force.However, he was not as excited as he had imagined. He looked at Hong Xinyao and said, "For such a big project, the School of Humanities alone will definitely not work. If it is combined with other schools, I am very worried. Don't come up with a second gold medal at the end." silk project. And..."

With a sad and helpless expression: "President Liu, as you know, used to be the deputy director of the Cultural Affairs Bureau, and he used the administrative management method to manage scientific research. I heard from my father that he wanted to attach the place where Xia Wenwen originated. Go to the hometown of the head of state. At that time, I am afraid that many people will accompany him to flatter him. If this is the case, it is better to cancel this project altogether.”

Hearing what he said, Hong Xinyao put his arms around his shoulders: "If that's the case, then it's up to you to do it. Let's send the research results abroad and why don't they talk?"

Fang Sishen smiled: "Well, you are right, you can't give up easily."

Hong Xinyao looked at him, and there was a thick and turbulent emotion rolling deep in his eyes.

"Brother, do you regret it?"

Fang Sishen was puzzled: "What?"

"Price doesn't really want to keep you? I always feel that you may be much happier staying there than coming back. Brother, do you regret it? Will you regret it in the future?"

Fang Sishen looked back at him, a gentle smile gradually spread, and he patted his head: "Say something stupid, of course I want to come back. It's not my home."

The train sped forward.

The infinitely extending railroad track seems to be a long life, leading to a known end on the path chosen by oneself.But all kinds of reality, just like the scenery outside the window, rushed towards him at an unstoppable speed.In the distance, beyond the densely populated cities and villages, there are green hills and clear skies.

(End of Volume Three)

【Physical Book Intention Survey】

Dear friends:

After more than two years, this big pit was finally leveled by me!

A [-] to [-]-word epilogue will be written later.If the physical book is successfully launched, the end will be included in the book, and the physical book will be published online after it is issued.

As for the content of the epilogue, five words: blood and flesh.

If the physical book is successfully launched, part of the author's income will continue to support public welfare, and it is likely to be Wang Keqin's "Great Love Cleansing Dust" project.

Thank you everyone, I can finally celebrate the New Year in peace.The following is a physical book purchase intention survey written by Xizhao.

I wish auspiciousness in the year of the snake.

Adu

2013. 2, 3

"Arty Record" physical purchase intention survey

Dear readers who love "Arty Style Records":

Good winter.According to A Duqin's writing process, it is estimated that the main text of "Arty Style" will be completed in the new year of Guisi.A Duqin said in Chapter [-] "The Author Has Something to Say": "Every reader is a star in the night sky. I thought I was wandering alone in the dark, but I didn't expect that there would be a sky full of stars. Companion." This sentence is really romantic.

The end of an article is a melancholy thing, but it will be a very happy thing to be able to compile it into a book and let the stars in the sky collect it.Due to the strong personal color of this article, the collection depends on everyone's preference. It is still a routine to do a demand survey first, and then complete the production.

The current plan is as follows:

The anthology is divided into three volumes, each volume has one volume, and each volume is estimated to be about 22w words 320~352p.The spine of the book is between 23mm and 28mm. If the spine does not exceed 28mm, it is double-sealed. The outer seal is the same as "The Red Dust Is Lucky to Know Danqing" and "Life Is Desperate for Gentleness". The inner seal is printed in color.

The paper used is slightly more environmentally friendly than the previous two sets of works, and the quality is strived to be similar, and the binding basically maintains the current mode.

The gift plan is a set of special Qingqiu Baishui landscape postcards (ten pieces), one of which is signed.

He Zijin wrote a last love letter to Fang Junchi, planning to make it into a pull page.

The preliminary plan is not to set a hard book box at 200 yuan/set, but to set a hard book box at 220 yuan/set.

Parents can register through the following contact methods after careful consideration, just choose one of them, please do not register in multiple parties for the accuracy of the numbers.

Tingxue Xizhaoxuan website registration:

Taobao "Xizhaozi" registration (directly leave a message to order Arty Records, then Xizhao will add you as friends, and then we will notify you one by one when the pre-sale starts)

QQ: 1420519760 to register (directly leave a message to order Arty Records, then Xizhao will add you as friends, and then we will notify you one by one when the pre-sale starts)

E-mail: [email protected] (Please write in the subject of the email: Arty and elegant record order registration)

There are format requirements for forum and email registration, the contents are as follows:

Commonly used ids:

Order Quantity:

Common mailbox:

Example:

Commonly used id: Xizhaozi

Order quantity: 1 set

Frequently used email: [email protected]

Xizhao will send a notification email to those who signed up for the forum and mailbox.

初步预计是2013-1-12开始报名，报名持续到3月8日。同时3月8日也会进行温柔再版“大爱清尘”捐助活动（温柔个志仍在现货发售中，敬请淘宝搜索“听雪夕照轩”）。报名满300人次会正式启动预售。预售持续到五一长假后，五月底发出。时间表大约是这样滴。

Thank you for your support all the way m(_._)m

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