Arty Records

Fang Sishen and Wei Deli returned to school together, and Hong Xinyao was naturally inserted in the middle, conversing with each other, and walked out of the school under the surprised and envious eyes of the students.

Seeing the sidewalks crowded with children and parents, as well as the spectacular billboards of cram schools on both sides of the road, Wadeley kept asking all kinds of strange and strange questions.Fang Sishen himself only knew a little bit of hearsay, but Young Master Hong was the person involved at any rate, and he was able to tell a lot of details and inside stories, which surprised the foreign devils and made a series of "why".It's a pity that the person who answered him didn't know why. He asked a few more questions and became impatient: "Why do you have so many questions? If you don't learn these things, you won't be able to go to a good school. If you can't get into a good school, you will take the exam If you don’t get into a good university, you can’t find a good job if you can’t get into a good university, you can’t make money if you can’t find a good job, and you can’t do anything if you can’t make money!”

Wei Deli was baffled by him, and he asked after a while: "What about you? Then what class do you work in?"

Hong Xinyao was stupefied now, and resentfully said, "I have a tutor, and I have tutoring in mathematics and Spanish."

"Don't you practice Spanish with us every week? Why do you still have a tutor?"

Hong Xinyao remembered that last week he wanted to ask a foreign devil about grammar, so as to get a point from the paper, but he forgot all about it later, so he took out his notebook and consulted. As Fang Sishen said, both options were correct.Young Master Hong was determined to break through the pass line. Before the teacher explained this question, he pricked up his ears and listened seriously. At this moment, he argued with Wei Deli.Fight all the way to Xingzui Xuan, where we order food.Fang Sishen treats guests this time to thank Wedeli for his friendly lecture.Both of them behaved very gracefully, and they gave way to each other for the first time when ordering food.

Hong Xinyao returned the camera to Wei Deli, boasting that the original product is easy to use.Wei Deli was very happy to talk about the process of going to the inspection station to claim the bicycle, talked about thanking the police and apologizing, and sincerely reflected on his impatience.

Young Master Hong curled his lips in disdain: "If it wasn't for me..." He paused, and then said, "This is for you to catch up, cut!"

Fang Sishen looked at him, but said nothing.

After dinner, Wei Deli asked about the afternoon arrangement.Because this week was really hard, and after the last task that had to be completed, the excitement that forced his spirits to fade away suddenly, Fang Sishen just wanted to fall asleep on the bed at the moment, and said: "I'm sorry, I have something to do, you guys Let's do whatever we want, just practice speaking with each other."

Unexpectedly, Hong Xinyao turned his head away: "I have something to tell you."

I had to let him follow me into the dormitory again.As soon as he entered the door, he suddenly felt a hand lift up his shirt from behind.Fang Sishen froze, and before he had time to react, he heard Hong Xinyao say, "Let me see if it's all right."

The atmosphere was too natural, and I felt relaxed: "Well, it's done."

Hong Xinyao stretched out his finger and rubbed lightly back and forth on the scar: "Does it hurt?"

Even the broken skin has already scabbed, and the pain is not painful at all, but it itches from time to time.Being rubbed by him like this, Fang Sishen's whole body trembled, and he quickly turned around: "Haha, don't... itchy."

"Oh." First Young Master Hong was stunned for a moment, as if he was considering how to speak, "I, that..."

With eyes wandering from side to side, Da Ma Jindao sat down on the only reclining chair, opened his schoolbag, and took out a rectangular paper box: "Here is for you."

Fang Sishen saw that his schoolbag was bulging and didn't know what was in it, so he took it subconsciously, opened it, and saw that it was a pair of brand new sneakers.

Totally unexpected, a little dizzy: "You give me this...for what?"

"Wear it for running," Hong Dashao showed his businessman's true colors, and spared no effort to sell, "These shoes are very professional, speed-up, breathable, and don't hurt your feet. Next time you wear these, you can run faster."

Hearing the word "next time", Fang Sishen couldn't help but smile, and suddenly understood that Hong Xinyao came here specially to thank him.

——This young master of the Hong family is not very clear about right and wrong, but grievances and grievances are always very clear.

The shoes are very light, and even the box end doesn't weigh much in the hand.The style is beautiful and fashionable, mainly in gray and white, with neon stripes in between. Even if you don't have any idea about the brand, you can tell that the price is expensive at first glance.

Fang Sishen handed it back with both hands: "Thank you, but..."

"You don't want it, believe it or not when I go out and throw it in the trash can?" Young Master Hong leaned on the back of the chair with his arms folded.

"Hong Xinyao, listen to me, this is really..."

Young Master Hong stood up abruptly, picked up his shoes and walked to the window, hanging out of the window: "If you say no, I'll let go immediately."

Knowing that the eldest young master might be reckless if he was arrogant, Fang Sishen said anxiously: "No, take it back quickly, what if you hit someone?"

Hong Xinyao laughed rascally: "Anyway, the one who fell from your window is looking for you to kill someone."

Fang Sishen didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "You take it back first."

Hong Xinyao brought back the shoes with a smile, dragged Fang Sishen to the edge of the bed and sat down, putting the shoes by his feet: "Try it, let me see the size, if it's not suitable, I'll change a pair next week."

At this point, Fang Sishen couldn't hold him back, so he had to bend his head to try on the new shoes with a few twitches, and the size turned out to be just right.Transparent and comfortable, you get what you pay for.

"Master, my visual inspection is quite accurate." Hong Xinyao was triumphant.

I always feel that I shouldn't accept this gift from the other party, and I don't know how to refuse it to be effective. Fang Sishen is hesitant to speak, in a dilemma.

Hong Xinyao suddenly put away his smiling face: "Don't act like this, as if I'm hurting you. That's it, I don't have much money, I got it directly from the warehouse, and the cost price is not enough for the young master to feed me!" When the words came out, it seemed to be deliberately showing off, and I didn't know how to say it, so I changed my mouth and said, "Anyway, I'll just wear it for you, why are big men such mothers-in-law!"

It was the first time he was so aggrieved when he gave something to someone, and after finishing speaking angrily, he turned his head away from looking at the other party.

Although the young man's expression is blunt, he is truly sincere.Fang Sishen hesitated for a while, and finally nodded: "Okay, thank you." He took off his shoes and asked, "Wade Li's car, did you find something to do with it? You borrowed his camera, did you..."

After Hong Xinyao finished this matter, he had been holding back for a long time and didn't know who to show off to.He had an intuition that Fang's nerd might not like to listen, and foreign devils probably wouldn't understand, it was just his own bad breath.At this moment, Fang Sishen took the initiative to ask, and immediately cheered up: "Hmph, some bastards, who don't even say how much they weigh, dare to touch me..."

Seeing Fang Sishen frowning, the following stopped in time, pretending to be nonchalant and explained: "I found my father, a friend from the Police Department, and he said that the area was going to be demolished for development, and it was just about to be rectified, and by the way, the black car market was taken care of. .”

"That's right... thank you."

"Little Case!" Young Master Hong shook his hair.

Such cause and effect, behind-the-scenes actions, must not be clear to Wei Deli, so it is better not to.Fang Sishen was at a loss and didn't know how to comment.Fortunately, there is no need to worry about personal safety anymore, which is a hidden danger.A heavy drowsiness surged up, he leaned on the edge of the bed and yawned, covering his mouth and grunting: "I'm sorry..."

Hong Xinyao was quite happy: "You sleep on you, I'll do my homework here." Schoolbags, textbooks, pencil cases, and practice papers were honestly spread out on the table.

Fang Sishen saw that he was seriously planning to do his homework, rubbed his eyes and said, "I'm sorry, I'll sleep first. The water you want is in the thermos, and the cup is on the shelf." Unable to resist the fatigue that swept over him, his head just He fell asleep on the pillow.

Young Master Hong pretended to write a few lines, then moved his eyes to the computer screen on the table, and suddenly felt itchy and wanted to play a game.Take a look at the bookworm below, breathing heavily and sleeping deeply.Unable to hold back, I pressed the switch.A prompt box appeared on the interface: "Please enter your password." After trying several times indiscriminately, I turned off the computer in frustration.After writing a few more lines, I stood up and looked for something to eat.Search around.Except for two handfuls of dried noodles and a bag of eggs on the shelf, a pot of shallots and a pot of garlic on the windowsill, there is only half a bottle of boiling water in the thermos.

Feel bored for a while.Saturday afternoon was originally assigned to the remedial class, so I couldn't go home, and I couldn't find someone to accompany me to eat, drink and have fun.Seeing that Fang Shudai was sleeping soundly, he suddenly felt very upset, so he pinched a spring onion tip and poked his nostrils.

Fang Sishen snorted softly, rubbed his nose with his hand, turned over and continued to sleep.Hong Xinyao suppressed his laughter and poked his ear instead.Fang Sishen was sinking into a deep sleep and refused to wake up, covering his ears with one hand, his head went straight into the pillow, full of childishness.

Hong Xinyao almost laughed out loud, feeling that the nerd was really sleepy, so he realized his conscience, threw away the green onion leaves, took out his phone and started taking pictures.After taking two pictures, I remembered what the foreign devils were talking about about anthropology that day, and a little evil thought suddenly came to my mind. Looking at the man's black and soft hair, my eyes slipped down involuntarily.

Peeping in from the neckline, there is no flesh, and the shoulder blades and collarbone form a deep crescent socket.Carefully pushed aside the collar a little and got closer, but I still couldn't see the chest clearly.

"What does it look like? Could it be that there is no hair at all..." I couldn't help but want to untie the two buttons to see what happened.Unexpectedly, Fang Sishen moved slightly, and was so frightened that he quickly stopped.When the person settled down, his eyes continued to look down uncontrollably, lingering along the waist and abdomen, and finally stopped at a certain place.

That evil thought became stronger and stronger: "A nerd who doesn't eat meat is so stupid, maybe the hair on the bottom is not even out..." The fingers slowly approached, and the moment they were about to touch them, they suddenly retracted their arms as if they were being burned.The whole person became sober in an instant: what am I doing?

It is normal for adolescent boys to pay attention to each other and even compare key parts.Hong Xinyao stood for a while, categorizing what he did just now with the nonsense with his friends in the past, but subconsciously felt that he couldn't treat Fang nerdy like this.I thought about it in my heart, and advised myself: "A nerd is so serious, if he accidentally wakes up, he will turn his face nine times out of ten." Reluctantly sitting back on the chair, his eyes did not look back for a long time.

Fang Sishen woke up and saw Hong Xinyao lying on the table copying words.The latter, in order to cover up a dirty idea, when Fang Sishen was reading seriously over there, he actually wrote two homeworks patiently, and Qiao Zhang Zuozhi asked a few questions from the Spanish and Chinese textbooks, showing that the prodigal son will never change his money if he turns back. weird appearance.

A week has passed, and there are only three days left until the Dragon Boat Festival.In newspapers and magazines, in addition to articles calling for the treatment of traditional holidays and public holidays, there are overwhelming promotional advertisements.

On Saturday morning, Liang Ruogu was busy with volunteer activities, so he asked for leave and didn't come.After Fang Sishen finished his class, he boarded the shuttle bus of "Qionglin Academy" with other teachers and classmates of Guoyi High School who had received free tickets, and Wei Deli who came to meet up on time.

The event of "Qionglin Academy" is grand in scale and thoughtful in arrangement.There is a shuttle bus in the morning and afternoon to pick up and drop off the guests invited to visit.

The car has been driving to Ning'an Town, which is [-] kilometers away from the city center. Here is the most famous natural scenery belt in the suburbs of Beijing. The environment is beautiful, the road is wide, and there are forest parks and water parks one after another.Interspersed with it are well-arranged villa areas, as well as golf courses, racetracks, racing clubs for the rich and powerful, and even a large indoor artificial ski resort, which makes people living in the northern inland capital feel comfortable in the hot summer. You can also enjoy the joy of ice and snow.

Hong Xinyao took pictures against the car window.People who don't know think he is taking pictures of landscapes, but in fact they are all street signs.Young Master Hong fully understands the function and value of these places. Because of going to school, he usually only plays around in the city, and basically has not set foot in the high-end clubs outside the city.But even if you don't come by yourself, you can provide some information to the old man at home, in case you need it.

Gradually approaching the Wanyue River under Mengling Mountain, rows of five-color antique flags flutter in the wind, and a red banner hangs on a temporary high platform set up by the river: "The First Ning'an Dragon Boat Festival and Qionglin Cup Dragon Boat Race." There are three flags, which are respectively signed by: Ning'an Town Government Office, Yufu Qionglin Group, and Qionglin Academy.There was a dragon boat race on the river, and the sound of drums shook the sky. A VIP area was circled near the high platform by the river, and the rest of the area was crowded with tourists and villagers who came after hearing the news.

The most excited person in the car was Wei Deli, who finally witnessed such a spectacular Xia folk custom activity with his own eyes. After getting off the car, he couldn't wait to squeeze to the river.A young man in a traditional summer suit came to guide us, and those who originally held free tickets could enter the VIP area, taking advantage of the convenient location.Fang Sishen and Hong Xinyao grew up in the north, and it was the first time they watched a real dragon boat show. They couldn't help following the foreign devils, let go of their voices, and followed the rhythm of the drums to cheer for the rowing athletes.

They came late, the game was coming to an end, and the winner was decided in a short while.The awards ceremony was held live on the high platform, and amidst the cheers and noise, the winners took the stage to accept the awards.In addition to the local officials of Ning'an Town, the award presenters also included central-level officials from the Cultural Affairs Bureau, and the chairman of Yufu Qionglin Group.

Hong Xinyao looked up at the official from the Cultural Affairs Bureau and the chairman of the Yufu Group. He always felt familiar. He should have met him at a banquet when his father came to Beijing in spring. The words "Yufu Qionglin" are no strangers to the people of Great Xia.In the past two years, XSB-TV1 to TV10 have sung every night in the hourly news spot advertisements: "Sages are talented and talented, with a luminous cup in hand. Where is the fairyland? Yufu Qionglin wine!"

The well-dressed boys who received the awards went down, and a bunch of children swayed up, ranging from three or four years old to ten or so years old.Four teenagers took care of them and led them to a suitable place to stand.They all wore the improved Confucian clothing of the Ming Dynasty: square scarves on their heads, six-in-one boots on their feet, and blue cross-collar robes. It's cute and makes the audience giggle.Several reporters carrying cameras rushed forward one after another, and were told that filming was allowed after the show started.

As soon as the children came onto the stage, the audience in the first few rows of the VIP seats applauded vigorously, and the women showed off to each other excitedly: "Look! Look! Our little one!" "My baby, the first one!" It turned out that most of them were parents.

Hong Xinyao slapped Fang Sishen fiercely, and pointed at the young man in ancient costume at the end of the stage, his tongue stuttered in shock: "Look! Look at that, he, he... Damn! Liang Zi, what are you doing here? It’s time to play disguise!”

Fang Sishen was attracted by the clothes, and after hearing what he said, he carefully identified the faces.The last boy on the stage, with straight eyebrows and a tall and straight figure, is really Liang Ruogu.Looking at his Confucian uniform with plain scarf and wide-sleeved long gown, his overall attire is very appropriate, far more eye-catching than usual.In contrast, the other three teenagers appeared to have a careless temperament, their pictures had their own appearance, and they were almost old-fashioned and scholarly.

Liang Ruogu stood on the stage, his eyes glanced down as unobtrusively as possible.He privately sent an invitation to Wang Wei, asking him to come and see the excitement at his convenience, but he didn't know if he came.Seeing Hong Xinyao and the others, he nodded slightly to say hello.

Suddenly a few car horns sounded, and the staff in charge of guiding cleared the way, allowing the car to drive directly into the VIP area.Deputy Director Liu of the Cultural Affairs Bureau and Chairman Cui of the Yufu Group, who were originally sitting in the front row, stood up and greeted them personally.The rest of the various people naturally stood up and whispered to each other without knowing who it was.

The one who got out of the car first was a thin and gentle middle-aged man, who looked down at the road, and then turned around to help an old man out, with a respectful and considerate gesture.The old man had white hair and a childlike face, with a fluttering silver beard. After standing still, an ebony crutch with a dragon's head didn't touch the ground. He held it in his hand and pointed left and right.

These two Fang Sishen both recognized that they were Mr. Bai Yiyan, a well-known master of Chinese studies, and Fan Youchang, a famous scholar who was recently appointed as a special counselor of the Cultural Affairs Bureau.The last time I saw these two was four years ago when I visited with my father during the first month of the month, so I probably didn't recognize myself.It seems too impolite to turn a blind eye when meeting an elder face to face.Thinking of this in his heart, he stepped back and stood behind the two fleshy walls of Wei Deli and Hong Xinyao, deliberately not to wait and see.Young Master Hong, on the other hand, deliberately pushed forward, hoping to have a few more face-to-face meetings so that he could take the opportunity to strike up a conversation.

Deputy Director Liu and Mr. Bai are old acquaintances, but it is the first time for Chairman Cui to meet him. After introducing himself, hurry up and exchange pleasantries.

"...Although Mr. Cui is just a businessman, he has always yearned for Chinese studies. In the tide of economic development, it is my lifelong ambition to build a sacred place with elegant taste and deep spirituality based on Chinese studies. Therefore, I have the same plan with Mr. Fan. And together, I got the precious opportunity to sponsor 'Qionglin Academy' and this cultural festival, which can also be regarded as a little bit of effort to revive the broad and profound traditional culture of our great Xia." Cui Dong gave eloquence, calm demeanor, and has the taste of a Confucian businessman, " I have repeatedly asked Mr. Fan to pay tribute to you, but I have never had the chance to pay you a visit. Today, your boss is here, and we ordinary people are lucky enough to feel immortal, haha..."

Deputy Director Liu followed suit: "Although the opening ceremony in the morning was presided over by Mr. Fan, without you in charge, it will lose its color a lot. What a pity! What a pity!"

Mr. Bai tapped the ground with his cane, and pointed to the stage with one hand: "I came here just for these dolls, for the inheritance of Chinese culture. Those fancy tricks, you young people can just toss them, don't toss me, old man!"

Standing next to Fang Sishen was a teacher from Guoyi Gao who came with him. He looked up and commented in a low voice: "Hey, it's just another commercial show under the guise of Guoxue."

Fan Youchang personally sent Bai Yiyan to the side steps of the high platform, Liang Ruogu helped the old man to the front of the platform.The staff set up the microphone, set up the piano case and drum stand, and two musicians came up.Finally, a grand master's chair was lifted up, but the old man waved him away.

Many people didn't know what it was for. Someone at the VIP seat held up a brochure and proudly conveyed: "The Qionglin disciples recited the classics, and Master Bai personally led the recitation, followed by some Dragon Boat Festival folk performances such as realgar wine and Yulan soup."

Bai Yiyan leaned on crutches with one hand, stood upright, with a distant and desolate expression, her silver whiskers swaying in the wind, she really looked like a fairy.

The gloomy and old voice faltered slowly: "Dragon Boat Festival, also known as Duanyang, has been held as a traditional festival for more than [-] years. At first, it was just a day for folks to exorcise evil spirits and avoid poison. Because of a person's death, this festival became great. ..."

After introducing the story of Dr. Sanlu, the old Mr. Bai chanted: "Qu Pingji King is not listening, slandering is blinding, evil music is harming the public, Fangzheng is not tolerant, so he wrote "" "Li Sao". Those who leave Sao are still suffering."

The immature children's voices rang out in unison: "The seedlings of the emperor Gaoyang are here, and the emperor called him Boyong. I took up the chastity in Mengzouxi, but Geng Yinwu came down. Huanglan Kuiyu first came to Xi, and Zhaoxiyu was praised. : The name Yu is Zhengzhenxi, and the character Yu is Lingjun..."

To be honest, the content of the recitation is ancient and difficult to understand, and what the onlookers really understand is pitiful.However, the performance of Qionglin Academy is quite well-arranged: the crisp and tender voices of children, the clear and bright voices of young people and the deep and thick old voices form a natural layer, blending the inherent rhythm of poetry itself, coupled with the well-coordinated piano and drums The sound is loud, sometimes tactful and low-pitched, sometimes high-spirited and majestic, and all laymen can't find it boring.As for people like Wei Deli, he was simply mesmerized, with tears in his eyes.

In this way, against the background of emerald green mountains, clear waves and clear water, a song "Li Sao" reverberates between heaven and earth...