Arty Records

On the next Sunday, Hong Xinyao asked Wei Deli to meet at Dong'anmen Subway Station.Changle Square outside Dong'anmen is the financial center of the capital, where most of the flagship stores of major international brands are located, and it is also a place where the rich gather.

He fully expected that Fang Sishen would follow, but he was very surprised to see the foreign devil alone: ​​"Why are you alone?"

"I can do it myself, and I won't get lost on the subway." Wei Deli was very proud.

"Fang Shu, what, why didn't Teacher Fang come?"

"His professor is looking for him, so he can't come." Wei Deli spread his hands.

Hong Xinyao pursed his lips: "This man doesn't care what he says, how dare he let my young master dove!"

Wedley understood the first half of the sentence, and explained with some difficulty: "Yesterday you only said that you brought me to buy a bicycle, but you didn't say that you want to come with me. He was afraid that I would get lost, so he wanted to come together, but the professor called in the morning, so ..."

Hong Xinyao got impatient with his stuttering vernacular: "It's over, I got it." It's hard to go back on what you promised others, and scratched your hair, "Let's go."

I planned to persuade Fang Shudan to also buy a bicycle. Imagine him learning to ride a bicycle at this age.However, the cheapest off-road model of "Mai Star" costs two thousand or so, and Fang Shudai probably can't afford it, so seeing him frown is not bad.

Wei Deli, a foreign devil from Citigroup, didn't think it was too expensive, so he picked a sturdy and light one, and walked up.The shopping guide in the brand-name store is of high quality, and he can only whisper a few words to his strange robe.

Hong Xinyao pointed to the hem of his clothes: "Are you dressed like this, are you not afraid of being caught in the wheel of the winch?" While talking and making gestures, Wei Deli immediately understood, and replied: "It's okay, it's okay." Stepping on the stirrups to test drive up.

The long gown was placed on both sides of the car seat and fluttered in the wind. Because of its limited length, there was no danger of getting caught in the wheels, and it showed a sense of elegance.Hong Xinyao was fascinated, Wei Deli turned his head on the brakes, his blue eyes and blond hair dangling in the sun, he was caught straight.He thought that the clothes were really awkward for a foreigner to wear, and suddenly his thoughts wandered, thinking that maybe Fang Shudai's clothes would be suitable for him.After sketching it in my mind, I couldn't stop, the more I thought about it, the more I felt that Fang Shudai should be dressed like this.

Weideli came back and stopped: "70 years ago, many people in Xia Kingdom wore robes and rode bicycles. I saw it in the photos taken by my grandfather."

Young Master Hong believed that the foreign devils were showing off again, so he ignored him: "Really?"

"You, the last emperor, used to wear dragon robes and ride bicycles in the palace." Wei Deli tirelessly taught.

"Oh." Young Master Hong turned his head, thinking that you can just talk, anyway, Fang Shudai is not here, and no one will expose you.

Wei Deli settled the bill and said to Hong Xinyao, "Thank you."

Hong Xinyao pointed at his bicycle: "How do you get this thing back?"

"I'll ride back."

"Are you kidding? Do you know how far it is from here to Jingshi University? Besides, do you know the way?"

"I know, I have a map." Wedley said, took out the map from his bag and opened it, "Look, from here to here, and then to here..." The route was carefully traced with colored pens on the map, and the preparations were done. well done.

Looking at the back of the foreign devil pedaling away, and the back of the long gown fluttering up and down, Young Master Hong muttered: "I'm so stingy, I don't know how to invite this young master to dinner." Not empty.After hesitating for a moment, he sent a message to Fang Shudai: "The foreign devil wants to ride his bicycle back, and it's none of my business if he loses it." Remembering that he had boasted to the foreigner yesterday about his kung fu skills, since he arrived in the capital, he hadn't practiced seriously yet, so he simply changed his mind. A fitness club.

Fang Sishen was called by Hua Dingsong to talk, and when he entered the door, he found Hao Yi was busy in the kitchen.While greeting the old man, he realized that Brother Hao, who was busy in the kitchen, was his role model for tomorrow.In fact, according to the tradition of the Great Xia Kingdom, master and apprentice have always been like father and son.Even with the reform of the academic system since the Republic of China, some responsible mentors are still only a few doctoral students in their lifetime, and the relationship between teachers and students is also a lifetime relationship.However, for respected professors and scholars, it is not only reasonable but also in line with the system for disciples to serve as secretary and nanny at the same time.

"You type these things into the computer for me, the hospital office is waiting to ask for it." Hua Dingsong handed Fang Sishen a stack of papers.

Yuexizhai’s woodblock watermark rice paper letterhead is full of calligraphy.Fang Sishen read a few lines and found that it was a letter inviting other professors to participate in Hao Yi's dissertation defense meeting.

"This time it's serious, so we need to be more serious." The old man stroked his beard and smiled, "I typed the letters into the computer and left them for the hospital office to file. Later, you sent these letters for me, and I asked for express delivery." The smile didn't last for a moment , and sighed again, "After all, I am old, and the words I write are like chicken feet paws digging up dirt, I can't read it, it is sincerity."

The handwriting on the letter paper is sparsely spaced, and due to lack of strength, it is slightly deformed.Fang Sishen's eyes turned hot, how many mentors treat their disciples like this in this year?Flattering back for the first time: "Teacher's handwriting looks like Wei Bei, why can't I read it?"

"Hehe, Wei Bei's weather, this made you see it again..." The old man was very proud.

While eating, he talked about Fang Sishen's graduation thesis project.

Hua Dingsong said: "Fang Sishen, think about it first, do you really want to be with me, an old man who is half buried in the earth, or just mess with a diploma. If you really want to be with me, you will take over my mantle, and continue with Hao Yi's unfinished work. Let's go down. Old man, I can't let you be a junior. The way of elementary school is in decline now. Not to mention the phenomenon of self-improvement, it is not easy to survive. "Easy to the people and convenient to the customs" is ultimately a kind of knowledge that is not written, it is not very interesting, and it does not have much future."

The way of elementary school, that is, the traditional language and philology of Daxia.Because it is boring and not easy to produce results, not many young students are willing to devote themselves to it.But Fang Sishen felt that Hua Dingsong was too pessimistic.In recent years, Chinese studies have been revived. The large-scale research project "Jiajin Bamboo and Silk Project" supported by special funds from the central government comprehensively integrates archaeology, ancient history, ancient philosophy, ancient literature, ancient philology and many other branches. The cornerstone of the entire project.

He thought so in his heart, but he sat and listened all the time, without interrupting the teacher.

"Look at Hao Yi, after spending all these years with me, Yumen Academy insists on teaching him such gaudy and gaudy things as 'ancient health preservation', 'court culture', 'divination and witchcraft', and 'erotic poetry'." The old man said. Filled with righteous indignation, he slammed his chopsticks on the edge of the table, "So shameless, what's the reason? It's easy to fool Yi Laiqian!"

What Hua Dingsong said is exactly where the current trend lies, and it is very popular. It is easy to establish a project and publish a book to become famous and make money.

The old man chewed a mouthful of food, swallowed it slowly, and said: "If you don't want to, and you don't force it, just make your own stuff, and I will definitely let you graduate. It's just that you are out of the school of Jingshi University, don't mention my Hua to others. Dingsong's name. Also," put down the chopsticks, and solemnly declared, "No matter what you do, you are not allowed to have anything to do with the 'Jinbo Project'."

Hua Dingsong did not participate in the Jinbo project, and with his qualifications, he should at least be listed as a consultant.Fang Sishen was not sure whether no one invited him or the old man refused.Since he entered the Capital University, he was directly brought into the Jinbo Project by his mentor Zhang Chunhua to work hard for the past three years. Now most of the results have been taken away by Kou Jianzong. Hearing Hua Dingsong's reason, he asked, "Teacher, why?"

The old man suddenly became angry, and slammed the table: "Why? Not to mention the group of wine bags and rice bags inside, who were used by the Imperial Academy, just say that Fang Duzhi, the dean of the Fang Duzhi, carried the banner and the beam, and your father and son are colluding. Where? Let me tell you, this "Golden Silk Project" is a piece of gold leaf. Some people put gold on their faces to whitewash the peace! No matter how bad I am, I can't see my students Go grab the dung with the flies! If you can't let go of your future here, leave this door today and don't step in again!"

Seeing that Hua Dingsong spoke in a hurry, Hao Yi quickly poured a glass of water over.

Fang Sishen regretted secretly, asking "why" was too bad.Father bears the title of chief expert of the Jinbo Project, if he still gets involved, it will be disrespectful to the person in front of him.However, Hua Dingsong was so stern, yet he seemed to mean something else, he was slow to ask himself, and couldn't fully understand it.Unable to deal with it for a while, sweat appeared on the forehead.Out of panic, he was quick to gain wisdom, and asked Hao Yi, "Senior brother, when you started apprenticeship, did you kowtow or bow?"

Before Hao Yi could answer, Hua Dingsong waved his hands and said, "You don't need to kowtow, the new society doesn't practice feudalism. Just stand in the middle and bow three times."

Fang Sishen hurriedly stood up, walked to the middle, and bowed respectfully and respectfully to Hua Ding Song three times.When he looked up, he saw the old man beaming with joy, and was slightly stunned.Immediately, she knew that she was trapped, but she was not annoyed at all, she smiled slightly, went back to her seat and bowed her head to eat.

"If you follow me, you will be prepared to be poor. If you have enough energy to study and start a side job that you like, I have no objection." Hua Dingsong said in a friendly and amiable tone.Unexpectedly, the topic changed, "But your father is rich, and he is in charge of hundreds of millions of project funds!"

"Teacher!" Fang Sishen shouted loudly.No matter how much Xin Dao funds are, it is not up to one person to decide, and it is even more impossible to take them home to spend. Why don't you understand?You have to run on the students like this.

"Don't look at Hao Yi's seemingly humble appearance here, and his courteous appearance. He is just pretending to show you! Actually, I don't come back a few times a year. This time the situation is special, so I will stay longer. It’s heaven.” Hua Dingsong ignored Hao Yi’s raised hands in silent protest, and expressed his position to Fang Sishen, “Don’t worry, you don’t need to be a girl.”

That's the way it is said, after dinner, the old man sent the younger disciple to run errands with the older disciple.

Hao Yi led Fang Sishen out of the school gate, went to Wenhua Street, where there were many bookstores, and made several turns. At the back of the main street, there was a row of small shops specializing in Buddhist scriptures, Taoism, and Christian holy books.The sound of sutra singing and the smoke of burning incense linger in the narrow alley, and the scenery on the roadside is all in a trance.Fang Sishen had stayed in Jingshi University for several years, but he never knew there was such a place to go.

Can't help but ask: "Brother Hao, what exactly does the teacher want to buy?"

"Qingming is coming soon, buy some paper horses, white candles and sandalwood. The teacher will use it as usual at this time of the year. If you are not at home, you can wrap it up and send it to the nursing home." Hao Yi said in a tone of complete handover, "This one is good. , and the price is fair, I’ve already bought it, so you should recognize the door.” Saying that, he pulled out a big smile and greeted the boss.

Fang Sishen calculated the date and found that Qingming would be next Saturday.Knowing that Hua Dingsong's wife and children all died unexpectedly, and he was alone in his dying years, there is something sad about him, and I feel quite sympathetic.After Hao Yi made his choice, he also picked out a pair of white candles and a box of high-quality incense sticks.

After shopping, Hao Yi said: "Teacher is taking a lunch break right now, you should go back and rest too. On the day of the defense, I have to ask my junior to take notes."

"Senior brother, don't worry about what you have to do." The two said goodbye to each other.Only then did Fang Sishen take out his mobile phone that was set to vibrate, saw Hong Xinyao's message, smiled, and replied "Thank you".

On Qingming day, Fang Sishen finished class, chatted with Liang Ruogu, packed his things and left in a hurry.Although he planned to go home, he didn't make an agreement with his father in advance.Dean Fang is so busy that he might forget what day it is today.Anyway, I suddenly wanted to go home and stay.

Everything is difficult at the beginning. With the ice-breaking trip during the Spring Festival, the family and the people in the family are no longer as difficult as before.The reason, in fact, is largely due to Fang Sishen's own growth.Coupled with this year's rich experience, my temperament has become more open invisibly, and my tolerance for many things has also greatly increased.To put it another way, it is the overprotection from the front, and the repercussions of oneself.

Hong Xinyao put his hand in his trouser pocket and shook it three times: "Mr. Fang, we play basketball this afternoon, are you interested?"

Fang Sishen didn't stop at all: "You know I can't."

"It's not a competition, just play casually, what are you afraid of." Seeing that Fang Sishen's expression was unmoved, Hong Xinyao said again, "You took off your glasses, who knows it's the teacher? Besides, there are other beginners joining..."

"I'm sorry, I have something to do this afternoon." Fang Sishen took out his mobile phone while talking, and the screen displayed a large list of missed calls, all of which were from Wei Deli.Not caring about talking to Hong Xinyao, he hurriedly called back.

"Fang!" As soon as the call was connected, Wei Deli complained in tears, "What should I do? My wallet is gone! The bike is gone too! What should I do? What should I do?"

Fang Sishen was startled: "I'll be right back, where are you now?"

"I'm at Daxia Bank near the east gate of the school."

Fang Sishen collected himself and asked, "Is the passport gone too?"

"No, no missing, ah, thank the Lord, the passport is still there! It's like this, I went to the bank and found that I forgot to bring my passport, so I went back to get it. The bicycle was left at the bank gate, but it was gone! Then I looked for my bicycle, but I couldn't find it. , I had to go back to the apartment, took my passport and put it in my schoolbag, and then found that the wallet in the schoolbag was gone! Fang, I don’t know what’s going on..."

Fang Sishen rubbed his forehead: "You have met a thief. I'm sorry, I should have reminded you. Now take your passport and go to the bank to report the loss, and I will be there soon."

Rushing into the subway in a hurry, I heard the people next to me say: "Why are foreign devils so useless? They lost all their belongings in just a few days." Only then did they realize that Hong Xinyao followed after him with a lingering spirit.

"Aren't you going to play ball?"

"It doesn't matter whether you go or not. At least I helped pick out the foreign devil's car. My young master, I offer my condolences to him."

Looking at the hustle and bustle of tutoring students, Fang Sishen asked again: "Are you so free on weekends?"

"Ah," Young Master Hong said nonchalantly, "I have hired a tutor, and I will have classes at home in the evening."

When the two rushed to the bank, Wei Deli was struggling with the extremely cumbersome procedures for reporting the loss of foreigners.Fang Sishen took the forms and helped him fill them out. He was a good old man, and he dragged Hong Xinyao to squat while complaining, and only waited for him to go and sign.

After the three of them came out of the bank, more than half an hour passed, all of them were hungry.Fang Sishen asked what to eat, the two said in unison, one shouted: "Scallion cake!" The other said: "Fried green onion pie!"

This time Young Master Hong acted like a host, taking the lead.Wei Deli learned his lesson, and hugged his schoolbag tightly in front of him.Fang Sishen kept turning his head to take care of him, afraid that he would step on the ground and fall into the mud, and also afraid that he would knock over children or roadside stalls and would not be able to get away. At the same time, he had to answer endless questions from international friends: "Why didn't the school fix the road?" Road?” “Why do these people seem so poor?” “Why are so many children wandering here?”……

Just as Fang Sishen was overwhelmed by his questioning, Young Master Hong directly grabbed the scallion pancake and blocked the foreign devil's mouth.He bought a lot of them familiarly, and said with a smile, "I'm treating you today!"

After walking a few steps, someone suddenly shouted: "Xiao Fang! Fang Sishen!"

According to the prestige, there is a sloppy mala tang stall in the small alley on the side, and it is Gao Chenggong who is eating at the table.

The two parties introduced that Gao Chengxin stared at Wei Deli: "Emotions are Your Excellency. When you meet the Buddha, you kill the Buddha. When you meet the ancestors, you kill the ancestors. Whoever chokes to death in his class. In a week, he offended the professors of the National Academy of Sciences."

"I'm sorry, what did you say?" Wei Deli didn't quite understand his Mandarin, which was mixed with both refined and vulgar.

Fang Sishen asked: "Brother, what do you say?"

Gao Chengcheng pulled two benches and motioned for them to sit down.Seeing the big bag of scallion pancakes in Hong Xinyao's hand, he frowned: "Just treat international friends to eat this? It's too shabby!" He raised his eyes and asked Hong Xinyao, "Xiao Hong, can you eat spicy food?"

Feeling that he wanted to punish Wei Deli, Young Master Hong said with a hippie smile, "No problem."

Gao Cheng raised his head and shouted: "Boss, come three more bowls of hot and sour rice noodles, and put more pepper in one bowl!"

Fang Sishen was kind, and quickly asked Wei Deli: "Can you eat spicy food?"

Wei Deli had already been drooling because of the strong spicy and fresh aroma in the store, so he nodded hurriedly: "I want to try it, try it."

Gao Chengcheng rolled his eyes: "Mr. Wei is not too dirty?"

After understanding this sentence, Wei Deli shook his head: "No, no, no. I saw it in the photos of my grandfather. The Dong'anmen market 70 years ago is very similar to this place."

Only then did Fang Sishen have the time to ask: "Brother, what happened to Daniel in class?"

"You are ignorant and ignorant. You probably don't know that this international friend has become famous in the Chinese Academy within a week." Chopsticks pointed to Wei Deli, "Of course his appearance and outfit are one thing. In the past week, I have had disputes with the professor in almost every class, and some of them are strange and weird, and they are stubborn and stubborn, which made a few old men very angry."

Wei Deli asked Hong Xinyao in a low voice: "Did he speak ill of me?"

Young Master Hong was not much better than him, but he was good at disguising and nodded: "That's right. You don't know what you did?"

Fang Sishen patted him: "Don't talk nonsense." He asked Wei Deli, "Did you quarrel with the professor?"

Wei Deli was in a hurry, blushing and thick neck: "That's an argument! An academic argument!"

At this time, the hot and sour noodles came up, and Gao Chengcheng asked the boss to put the extra bowl in front of the international friends.Wei Deli didn't care about debating his academic argument, he lowered his head and took a big mouthful of soup first.

"Don't!" Fang Sishen couldn't stop it in time, and sighed, unable to bear to witness.

Hong Xinyao and Gao Chengcheng stared at the joke with wide eyes.

"Cough! Cough!" Wei Deli choked with snot and tears.Fang Sishen hurriedly poured water for him to rinse his mouth.The two ill-intentioned people laughed out loud, even the owner of the small shop was joking, and turned around and brought over a bottle of iced soda: "Drink this, relieve the heat, and give it away for free."

"Thank you, thank you... Cough! Cough!" Wei Deli tidied himself up in a hurry, and it took him a long time to settle down. He saw Gao Hong and the two eating with gusto, and even the gentle Fang Sishen rolled up his sleeves, wiped his sweat and ate happily, imitating They looked like they sucked them into their mouths one by one.After a few mouthfuls, the initial strong stimulation passed, and the more you eat, the stronger the aftertaste.The hot and sour powder is green onion pancake, occasionally decorated with iced soda, so happy!

Wei Deli even drank the soup in the end, Gao Chengcheng suddenly looked happy, patted him on the shoulder and said: "Very good! Very good! You are not afraid of spicy food, you are a bloody man, you should be good."

Fang Sishen was so hot that his eyes and nose were all red: "Senior brother, what kind of nonsense are you doing?"

Hong Xinyao also handed over the tissue in front of him: "I think it makes sense."

Gao Chengcheng turned around and told him, "Xiao Hong, your teacher Fang is kind, and told your classmates not to bully him in class."

"How can it be? The students like Teacher Fang the most."

Fang Sishen was busy wiping his sweat, before he could interrupt, Gao Chengcheng chatted with Wei Deli again.

"Lost your wallet? Do you have a lot of money? 500 yuan? Not too much, buy a lesson. Lost your card? Okay. Lost your bike too? Did you lock it? What? A 200 yuan lock? How much is your car?" Three thousand and five? Mother, you deserve it!" Gao Chengcheng patted the table.

Fang Sishen was quite apologetic: "I was negligent and didn't remind him in time."

Gao Cheng said: "Who told him to buy such an expensive car! Thieves will be attracted everywhere, sooner or later!"

Fang Sishen continued to sweat and blow his nose, and Hong Xinyao translated "Dese" with gestures.

Weldley asked, "Where can I buy cheap bicycles?"

Gao Chengcheng stood up and yelled at the boss to pay the bill: "A cheap bicycle? Come on, I'll take you to buy it."