Arty Records

Fang Sishen led Wei Deli to the parking lot, and couldn't help looking sideways again.I thought this outfit was really eye-catching, but I don't know where he got it from.It's a pity that he is a foreigner after all, and he has only learned how to swallow jujubes whole. If he really wants to perform the clasping ceremony, he should change into a melon skin hat.Thinking of the melon skin hat and the image in front of him, he couldn't help laughing, and almost laughed out loud.Fortunately, the other party looked around patronizingly, his eyes were obviously overwhelmed, and he didn't notice his gaffe.

"Mr. Wei, please get in the car."

"Ah, thank you!"

The car got on the highway and joined the spectacular convoy, like water droplets melting into a torrent, rushing towards the center of the city.The neat green belt stretches along the way, and the elegant lampposts hang down to welcome you, which makes you feel relaxed and happy.On both sides of the expressway are more congested auxiliary roads, with uneven buildings, people and cars rampaging, and the unique chaos and bustle of the urban-rural integration area, full of disordered vitality.Farther away, the light rail and factory chimneys under the high-voltage power lines criss-cross. White plastic bags are flying in the air with the wind, as free as kites with broken strings.

He should have tried to find something to talk about and get acquainted with each other. Seeing the other party leaning against the car window and watching intently, Fang Sishen felt relieved and leaned on the back of the chair to rest.Let alone a foreigner, even he himself, who came to the capital from Qingqiu Baishui and witnessed the rapid changes of the city in the past ten years, always felt a sense of unreality.Objects that crashed and then sprang up may, for some, prove just how great they are.In Fang Sishen's eyes, too frequent ups and downs always make him feel emptiness and insignificance inadvertently.

How to introduce all this to an outsider?It is better to be silent.

The car entered the urban area and slowed down.Wei Deli stared at the tall buildings lined up outside the window, under the illusion of neon lights, and muttered something.Suddenly turned to Fang Sishen and said, "I..." After saying one word, he switched to Spanish, "I'm so surprised, I'm so surprised! If it wasn't for those Xiawen signboards, I wouldn't think I've arrived in Xiaguo." He said Learning Xia language starts with classical Chinese, and reading literature and talking about academics is more proficient than life-like expressions.

Fang Sishen also responded to him in Spanish: "Mr. Wei is the first time to come to Xia Kingdom, right?"

"Yes. The first time. Please call me Daniel. I have seen many photos of Xiaguo. My grandfather lived here for a long time more than 70 years ago. When he returned to China, he brought back a lot of photos and souvenirs, so I I have been interested in Xia Guo culture since I was a child."

For more than 70 years, the world has been turned upside down several times.Fang Sishen said euphemistically, "Xia Guo has changed a lot these years."

"I know, but I still didn't expect such a big change. I thought," Wedley laughed, "I thought the airport would be full of soldiers in green uniforms, checking me from head to toe, even my hair. I also heard that your economy is developing very fast, but before I came here, I guessed that at most it was what Chinatown looks like now."

Wedley blinked his eyes: "I'm already an expert. You know, most ordinary Citigroupers think you are still living in the era of Bruce Lee." Then, he raised his fist and gestured a few times.

Fang Sishen also laughed.Curious about the family background of this Western advanced student, he asked, "I don't know when my grandfather came to Xia Kingdom?"

"It was 2543 in the Western calendar. My grandfather had been preaching in the Xia Kingdom for more than ten years, and he served as an official interpreter during the Restoration War, so," Wei Deli spread his hands, "By 2559, your civil war broke out, and he had to leave. Later He applied for many times and wanted to come back for a look, but was rejected, and until his death, he failed to realize his wish.”

As he spoke, he sighed and chanted in Xia language: "Don't return to your hometown before you are old, and you will have to break your heart when you return to your hometown."

Wei Deli's serious demeanor combined with his weird tone is very funny, but Fang Sishen is not in the mood to entertain.In 2559 in the Western calendar, that is, five years before the Republic, the Restoration War had just ended, and the Unification War began immediately. Not only foreigners in Xia Kingdom evacuated one after another, but even many natives who were worried about the turbulent situation moved out with their families, including The entire He family.

Fang Sishen accompanied him with a sigh, and persuaded in Xia language: "The country is still the same, and everything is wrong. The old man misses the past, and it is really coming, which only adds to the melancholy. In fact, sometimes, regrets may not be complete."

"It's a pity that it's not a consummation... It makes sense," Wei Deli nodded, and switched to Spanish to express his feelings, "Grandfather's Xia Kingdom is in his dream, where is the ancient Xia Kingdom in my dream?" He pointed at the car Outside the window, a face of accusation: "He has achieved consummation, but I am very sorry, do you know, I feel very sorry!"

The foreigner speaks straightforwardly, which suits the other party's thoughtful appetite, and the two of them are just like this, with mixed words and vernacular, and the topic is open, and they can chat speculatively.Whenever Fang Sishen calls "Mr. Wei" in Xia language, Wei Deli accepts it calmly; whenever he uses Spanish, he insists on calling himself Daniel. The difference is clear and interesting.

First, he went to the apartment to pack his luggage. Although Wei Deli traveled thousands of miles across the ocean and was still dragged by jet lag, Fang Sishen couldn't let him rest.Throw down your luggage and report to the Foreign Affairs Office of the National Academy of Sciences.The staff members have extensive knowledge and knowledge, and when they saw Wei Deli's unique dress, they turned their backs and smiled quietly.

After greetings from both sides, the first level got stuck. "Such a teacher" commanded the little secretary to take out a large stack of terms and agreements, from dormitory management, course selection rules, course attendance procedures to book borrowing, use of public facilities, etc., each of which was signed by Wei Deli.

Mr. Wei picked up the first copy, and was about to take a closer look, when the teacher on the other side said: "There are two copies, first sign the one to be handed in, and read the contents slowly when you go back." After the little secretary translated, the foreigner He stared wide-eyed in disbelief, and said it again.

Wei Deli asked: "Why?"

The little secretary explained: "Because we will go through the enrollment procedures for you next, if you sign now, the subsequent procedures will be completed this week, and you will be able to attend classes next Monday."

So the teacher interrupted impatiently: "You tell him that in principle, the apartment should be signed before moving in. He has already moved in, so why don't you sign?"

Wei Deli understood what he heard, but he didn't move his pen. He only said, "I want to read the content of the agreement first. How can I sign it without reading it?"

"Then look, even if you see it next year! How dare you refuse to sign if you have opinions after reading it? You can't do anything without signing, and you are the one who delays. Why is this foreigner so stubborn!" The teacher was too angry And entered the room.Wei Deli seemed to understand, but he didn't know why the lady was angry, but neither the secretary nor Fang Sishen translated for him.

The agreements were all in bilingual versions. Weideli sat on a chair, read them one by one, and consulted the little secretary for vague details from time to time.Fang Sishen reckoned that at his speed, he might not finish reading it in three days, so he decided to read the documents related to the accommodation first, and signed the apartment agreement today anyway.

By the time Wadeley finally agreed to sign the first document, it was almost five o'clock in the afternoon.The teacher suddenly stretched out her neck and said to Fang Sishen, "I can tell you that foreigners must register at the local police station within 24 hours of entering the country. If you don't go now, you will be fined tomorrow." gone."

When Fang Sishen heard that the matter was serious, he immediately panicked: "Where is the Metropolitan Police Department, I will take him right away!"

Seeing that the teacher went in again, the little secretary said: "Our school doesn't need to run by itself, just go to the security office to register. But you'd better go there now and register before work, so that they will handle it for you tomorrow morning. If you have to wait until tomorrow, it may be too late. Recently, a state affairs meeting is being held, and foreigners are strictly controlled, so let’s go.”

Fang Sishen didn't bother to explain to Wei Deli, copied the pile of unsigned agreements, dragged him and ran out.

I rushed to the security office of the hospital office, and they said, "Ah, we don't care about the entry registration of foreigners. We only care about whether you have not closed the doors and windows of the dormitory, whether you have used electricity in violation of regulations, and there are fights between classmates... "

Fang Sishen glanced at the wall clock on the wall: "Could you please tell me who is in charge of this matter?"

"Where is it? The security department!"

"Isn't this the security office?"

"This is the Security Office, but here we are, the National Academy's Security Office, our Jingshi University, and the school's General Security Office. Foreigners' entry registration is directly reported to the school's Security Office. Think about it, Mr. Can’t a foreigner come to the National Academy today and go to the Metropolitan Police Department, and tomorrow a foreigner from the Business School comes to the Metropolitan Police Department…”

Fang Sishen no longer cared about being polite, turned around and left.Rushed to the door and turned back: "Excuse me, where is the school security office?"

Wei Deli didn't know what happened. Seeing Fang Sishen sweating profusely and looking anxious, he kept asking, "Fang, what's going on?"

The school security office is quite a distance away from the National Academy, Fang Sishen answered the question irrelevantly: "Are you running fast?"

"not bad."

"Okay, let's speed up, we must reach the school security office before 05:30."

"why?"

"Because you are a foreigner!" Fortunately, long-distance running is Fang Sishen's strong point, and he can spare time to talk.

Wei Deli has tall legs and long legs, so it is not difficult to follow, but he is wearing a dressy gown. At this moment, he has no choice but to put aside the image of a gentleman, lift the hem of the clothes and take a big stride, holding the top hat in his hand, asking: " Why?"

Fang Sishen held back his breath and yelled, "Because this is the Great Xia Kingdom!"

Now Wei Deli didn't ask any more questions, and just went for a run.At that time, the cafeteria was open for dinner, and the road was full of students going to eat.Wei Deli's running has gained unlimited popularity, and it has laid a good start for his one-year summer study career that exceeded expectations.

The two rushed to the security office out of breath, leaving only one school policeman on duty.Take a look at Wei Deli, haha.

Fang Sishen explained his purpose, and the school policeman asked, "Do you have a certificate from the Personnel Department?"

Fang Sishen was dumbfounded: "The teacher of the Foreign Affairs Office asked us to come, but he didn't say that the Personnel Office should prove..."

The school policeman saw that he was obviously a rookie, and waved his hand: "Forget it, I'll send you another one tomorrow, and I'll take a look at my passport."

Thank you again and again, before leaving, Fang Sishen finally behaved, and asked one more question: "I don't know the certificate of the personnel department, is it the personnel department of the school or the school's personnel department?"

"First, go to the Foreign Affairs Office of your college to issue a letter of introduction, the person in charge will sign and seal it, then go to the Human Resources Office of the Academy to issue a certificate, then go to the school's Human Resources Office to stamp it, and finally send it here. It must be delivered tomorrow! Don’t worry, if the procedures are not complete, not only the individual will be fined, but the school will also be fined..."

After going through all these tosses, Wei Deli could hardly stand still.Fang Sishen sorted out the pile of documents in his hands, and took them up again.Because the upper and lower sheets were squeezed tightly, there were a few sweat-stained finger prints.The smell of food on the campus is so good, so I asked, "Are you hungry?"

Wei Deli was busy wiping his sweat and panting, and nodded vigorously.

"Is fried rice okay?"

"Okay, great."

There were many people in the cafeteria, so Fang Sishen ordered two fried rice with ham and eggs at the delivery window.After ordering, I remembered that I didn't ask Wei Deli if he had any taboos. I also thought that since Mr. Wei believed in the Eastern holy religion, he probably didn't have many taboos except cutting or eating.Holding the documents in both hands, with the plastic bag of fried rice hooked on the index finger of his right hand, he walked to the door of the foreign student apartment building, and Wei Deli took the fried rice as if suddenly realized, and apologized repeatedly.

After sharing joys and sorrows, the two have become comrades-in-arms, spreading newspapers on the floor and eating.While eating, Fang Sishen explained the reasons in detail and explained all the things that must be done the next day.Wei Deli skillfully used his chopsticks, wolfed down half a box of fried rice, and said: "Although there were no soldiers in green uniforms at the airport to search, but now I really feel that I have arrived in Xia Guo."

In the next few days, Wei Deli suffered from jet lag and followed Fang Sishen jumping up and down and running around. By Friday, all the formalities were finally completed, and he only had to wait for class on Monday.After several times of practice, Mr. Wei also understands to ask "what to do" first, and then ask Fang Sishen "why" in private, although the answer to "why" is usually only two sentences: "Because you are a foreigner, because here is Great Xia Kingdom".

He wanted to treat him to dinner on the weekend and express his gratitude, but because Fang Sishen was too busy, he had to give up for now.

Fang Sishen was overwhelmed by Wei Deli's affairs this week, so he had to stay up late on Friday night to prepare for class.In addition to the setbacks, I can't help laughing at myself: a scholar talks about wars on paper, but when it comes to practical affairs, he can't choose and is in a hurry.

After class on Saturday, seeing Liang Ruogu walking towards the podium, he suddenly remembered that he forgot to reply to his letter.

Since Liang Caizi became a volunteer of Qionglin Academy, she would send an email to Teacher Fang every week to greet her and ask a few questions.

"I'm sorry, Liang Ruogu. I read your letter. At that time, I felt that there were some things that needed to be considered, so I didn't reply in time. Later, because I was busy with other things, I forgot. I'm sorry. If it's convenient for you now, let me talk about my initial thoughts. I’ll talk about it in more detail in an email.”

Liang Ruogu shook his head: "Teacher Fang, I'm the one who caused you trouble." He smiled again, "I thought the question this time was too shallow, and you either didn't bother to answer it, or you were embarrassed to point it out to me."

Written communication is easier to get closer than oral communication. With the increasing familiarity of email exchanges, Liang Ruogu and Fang Sishen joked casually.

Hong Xinyao leaned on the back of the chair, looked at the person on the podium who was seriously answering the question, and thought to himself why he was so stupid, he was so blind, he was sold and returned the money.Liang Ruogu, what role is that?With a full belly and a wicked smile, he hid a knife in his face. Using the words Fang Shudai himself mentioned to describe him, he was a gentle scum, and I guaranteed that he would not be wronged in the slightest.Although Liang Ruogu didn't reveal anything, Hong Xinyao concluded that he must have used gossip about the Jinbo Project to blackmail Fang Sishen.What's more, for the drama in front of you, you don't need to have a criminal record at all, you can tell who is using who with a little sober mind.

Of course, Young Master Hong couldn't tell Liang Ruogu not to bully honest people. We are all comrades in the trenches, each other, and it won't make people laugh when they say it?Thinking about how to wake up Fang's bookworm, so as not to be used by others so stupidly.

After Liang Ruogu asked the question, he hurried to work and left in a hurry.The other students had already left, Hong Xinyao followed Fang Sishen out of the classroom, and asked, "Does Liang Zi keep sending emails to harass you?"

Fang Sishen thought he was going to ask something serious, but it turned out he was asking for gossip, so he glanced at him and said, "Once a week is fine."

"That's because he goes to work once a week. You know what he goes to work for?"

With the lessons learned from the past, Fang Sishen certainly guessed why Liang Ruogu was so concerned about this volunteer work, but he couldn't say a lot of things, and said flatly: "It's a public welfare activity, and it's also a place of interest, which is quite meaningful."

Young Master Hong spat: "Bah! You bastard, do you know that a child's tuition fee is tens of thousands? He is paid for nothing, why don't you ask the master or that gentleman of their academy? It's free and the labor is not paid. Guidance, what do you think Liang Zi is planning?"

"If he is willing, there is always his reason. If you want to know, it would not be better to ask him directly."

While talking, the two had already left the school gate, and the road was crowded as usual, and Hong Xinyao struggled to follow.Stamped his feet: "Hey - you say you, can you understand human language?!" He is big, but Fang Sishen is not as comfortable to shuttle around, he simply stepped on the tricycle in front of him, and lifted the child in the way with both hands to move After getting behind him, regardless of the grandmother cursing at the side, he caught up with the person in front: "Why do you love to be a good person so much? It's not like no one asks him. Believe it or not, he might understand from you. How can he show off?"

Before I knew it, I had arrived at the subway entrance.Fang Sishen stopped and turned his head: "Thank you, I don't mind."

Hong Xinyao was stunned, and by the time he realized it, Fang Sishen had already entered the station.I always felt that I hadn’t finished talking, so I took out my student card and followed in: "Hey! You are so generous." He followed straight into the car, "Why don't you see that you are so generous to me? Asking a question is evasive, and it is a little face-saving. Don't even give it, I think you are more polite to anyone than me!"

"There's no such thing."

"Why not? Just last time, what did you say I was stealing?"

Fang Sishen suppressed a smile: "Plagiarism."

"Yes, you said that I plagiarized Shi Tong's labor results. He obviously gave it to me voluntarily. What's wrong with using it as a reference? And last time, I thought my homework was not well written, please, please—"

Fang Sishen made up for him: "Perfunctory."

"Where have I been perfunctory? I have read that broken book for two weeks, two weeks, do you know?!"

Fang Sishen patted his arm suddenly, then pointed down.

It was only then that Hong Xinyao realized that the children next to him raised their heads and stared at him with round eyes.Embarrassed, he snorted and shut up.

Fang Sishen thought that he was on the way home, so he got on the same subway, but when he got off the train, Young Master Hong also got off the train.

"Aren't you going home?"

Hong Xinyao rolled his eyes and said with a flattering smile, "I have a question for you to ask, and you can give me additional guidance."

Fang Sishen knew that he was trying to make trouble, couldn't help but had a headache, turned around and left.Turn into Ximen Snack Street, want to buy scallion pancakes to satisfy your hunger.He is familiar with the road, and he can go far in a few steps.On the other hand, Hong Xinyao, as soon as he entered the alley, was surrounded by a group of women selling discs: "Young man, do you want porn?" "Original imported, high-definition picture!"

After finally getting away from the crowd of women, he found Fang Sishen's back, ran a few steps, and was about to catch up.A group of dirty children rushed towards him, causing him to step aside in fright, and his left foot just sank into a puddle on the road, and he staggered and nearly sprained himself.The child who fell at the end was so alive that he ran and stepped on his right foot.The pain came second, and the key was the fire. Young Master Hong had quick eyes and quick hands, and he turned around and grabbed his collar and lifted it up. Before he could stretch out his slap, the child was already so frightened that he wailed loudly with a "wow".

This kind of thing happens several times a day in the alley, and no one cares until it can't be cleaned up.Young Master Hong was not someone to be provoked at first, and he was angry, that slap was about to fall.

Someone grabbed his arm, and when he looked up, Fang Shudai sternly said, "Hong Xinyao, what are you doing?"

"I'll teach him a lesson." As he spoke, he showed Fang Sishen the white sneakers on his feet.One was stained black by mud puddle water, and the other had flowers printed on the sole of a child's shoe.

Fang Sishen pointed to the holed canvas shoes on the child's feet, and said, "How old are you and how old is he? What kind of shoes are you wearing and what kind of shoes is he wearing? Who taught you to bully the weak with the big? You are a high school student. Where did all the books go?"

Hong Xinyao had a lot of heroism in his heart, and when he heard comments like bullying the small, the strong bullied the weak, he had no choice but to put the child down.The child was very slippery, and ran away as soon as his feet touched the ground.Seeing that the sleeves of the white school uniform were covered with black handprints, Hong Xinyao became even more depressed, and shouted at Fang Sishen: "Look! This kind of uneducated naughty ghost, why shouldn't he be disciplined!"

Fang Sishen nodded: "These children are uneducated, but it's not their fault. If you want to teach others a lesson, you have to be more educated than them."

Young Master Hong was speechless.At this time, it was already past the meal time, and suddenly there was a rumble in the stomach, and he said angrily, "I'm hungry!"

Fang Sishen handed him a scallion pancake: "Eat it, I bought your portion."