Arty Records

In the last elective course of Chinese Studies, Teacher Fang received many farewell cards from his students.Liang Ruogu was especially ingenious, using black hard cardboard as the background, and using a silver highlighter to trace a clump of bluegrass.The two lines of the inscription say: "If you are steadfast and still hold yourself, what is there to fight against the crowd?" It comes from Zheng Banqiao's "Orchid on the Cliff".Calligraphy and painting can’t be said to be very clever, but they are better than neatness and care, with simple and elegant collocation, which is particularly eye-catching in a pile of colorful gift cards, attracting many praises.

Just the night before, Fang Sishen received his reply email, apologizing for his reckless words and deeds, thanking the teacher for his concern, and at the same time tactfully expressing his trust in the gentlemen of the academy, please do not misunderstand Mr. Fang.

Fang Sishen held this seemingly low-key but extremely eye-catching farewell card, and suddenly felt that he might really be meddling.He is not good at and is not used to trying to figure out people's hearts, but these days he is really worried about Liang Ruogu, and it takes a lot of thinking.At this moment, I read the phrase "Being steadfast and still holding on to yourself, what is there to do to fight the crowd", and I felt a keen sense of discomfort.The content of the verses seems noble, but if they are too blunt and sharp, they seem a bit artificial, not honest and righteous.

A moment of resentment, a moment of regret, and ultimately helpless.

"Mr. Fang, thank you for your guidance for such a long time, and I hope to consult you often in the future." Liang Ruogu's expression was beyond normal.

Fang Sishen had no choice but to say, "You're welcome. I wish you the best of luck getting into your ideal university."

Then, the busy end of term made him forget this depressing thing slowly.Helping Hao Yi correct undergraduate thesis, issue papers, invigilate exams, prepare his own semester routine report... especially determine the specific direction of the graduation thesis topic.

In fact, when I bowed to Hua Dingsong before the Qingming Dynasty, what to do was decided: the early genealogy of Xia characters was sorted out, and the Warring States characters were continued on the basis of Hao Yi's completion, and the three generations (Xia, Shang and Zhou) were inherited. , Qi Qin and Han Dynasties.The sorting out of Chinese bamboo slips done in the "Jinbo Project" before seemed to lay the foundation for this.Looking at the entire field of paleography, there are not many people who study this area, and those who do it in depth and meticulously are the only one, and there is no semicolon.

This is a task that bears the great plan of inheritance, but is extremely deserted and lonely.

Hao Yi was going back to Liangzhou as soon as he was on vacation, and Fang Sishen rushed to explain to him, occasionally went to the library to look up information, went to the nursing home to see Hua Dingsong, and put aside all the troubles of others.He had been mentally prepared for a long time, and it was inevitable that he would delay his graduation with this Ph.D. He might want to break the unprecedented record set by Senior Brother Hao Yi in the National Academy.

On a Friday in early July, I received two calls for dinner on the same day.

One is Wedley.It turned out that two weeks ago, his cool "Maisda" off-road bicycle finally lived up to expectations and was stolen again.The second-hand car booty market has been banned, and Wei Deli wandered around the campus like a headless chicken for several days. He had to face the reality and returned frustrated. He couldn't get excited about buying a new car for a while.I ran into Gao Chenggong two days ago, and accidentally mentioned that Gao Chengcheng happened to be dealing with graduation items, so he gave him his dilapidated old car.Now that Wei Deli has been educated in the worldly way, he insists on entertaining guests in return.He also felt that the other party's generosity probably took Fang Sishen's face into account, so he had to bring Fang Sishen along.

The other is Hong Xinyao.Young Master Hong had just passed the final exam, and unexpectedly passed two of the eight subjects, Chinese and History.Although the Chinese score is actually 58, the teacher put a little water in the composition score for the sake of significant progress, and 60 points slipped by.Although the Spanish one failed, it was the first time in history that the score was more than half: 51, which can be called a historic breakthrough.

In addition, there is an amazing piece of good news: Young Master Hong's patchwork "Conjecture about the Castration of Sima Zichang" was actually included in the "New Century Pioneering Talent Training Program - Basic Education Field Chinese Studies Popularization Project" first place. One of the series of demonstration achievements in the stage - "Students' Essay Collection of National Studies Elective Course of National High School", will be officially published soon.Originally, although Fang Sishen's unconventional article was considered a pass, it was impossible to enter the room no matter what.I don't know what's wrong with the editor of the publishing house who picked the manuscript. He tried his best to turn the tide and put this article at the end of the entire collection-the finale.

All the sense of accomplishment that Hong Xinyao has gained since he was a child, either comes from his fists or his family background.It was the first time in my life to receive such an honor, and I was so pleasantly surprised that I didn't know what to do.I had celebrated with great fanfare among my classmates, so I naturally thought of a treat to thank the two heroes Fang Shudai and the foreign devil.

Both parties made an appointment for the next Saturday, and after asking, they found out that both Gao Chengcheng and Hong Xinyao happened to have bought Sunday tickets to go back to their hometown.Anyway, they were all acquaintances, so they simply merged the two into one, and the location was "You Yan Lu Hua Ju", a pocket private room in "Xiaoxiao Building".

Speaking of which, the few of them haven't sat together to chat and talk nonsense for more than half a month, and they feel very warm when they meet.Through the last exchange of father-son relationship, Fang Sishen already knew that Hong Xinyao suffered a very popular fried pork meal during the winter vacation.Seeing him smiling all the time after entering the door, he asked how he did in the final exam.

"It's okay." Young Master Hong pretended to be calm, but in fact, the corners of his mouth were almost grinning, "I passed both Chinese and History, and my Spanish was much higher than last semester. Others, so be it, anyway, they are all better than last semester." Score high."

When Fang Sishen heard this, he realized that he had only passed two courses.Follow up: "Then you will go home tomorrow, are you okay?"

Hong Xinyao shook his head indifferently: "It's okay." Finally, he couldn't help but show off with a smile: "I've changed my strategy this time, young master. I think I can save the day."

Seeing his appearance, the two of them found it interesting, stopped chatting, and waited for him to continue.

Although Hong Xinyao was very satisfied with himself, he also knew that in the old man's mind, there might not be any essential difference between 5 points and 50 points.From one month before the final exam, I have been thinking about how to get through the difficulties.

In front of the three people in front of me, I don't need to worry about my face, nor worry about my face, so I can't help but say triumphantly: "This time, my master, the strategy I adopted is only four words, that is: advance with retreat."

"Oh? How is it that retreat is the way to advance?" Gao Chengcheng asked.

"As soon as I got the report card, I immediately called my dad and told him that I didn't do well in the exam again and failed six subjects."

"Ah?" Fang Sishen was slightly taken aback.

"Anyway, he couldn't beat me up over the phone. He couldn't yell at me because there were so many people around. He dropped the phone before I finished speaking." Young Master Hong smiled slyly. "Then I will call my mother, my eldest sister, my eldest brother-in-law, and my second sister, and tell them that this test is better than the last one, how many points each subject has gained, how hard I have studied recently, and how hard I have been studying every day. I didn't sleep until twelve o'clock..."

The three audience members burst out laughing when they heard this.

Hong Xinyao went on to break down: "I'll call my dad again in the evening, this time he didn't drop his phone. I told him very sadly that I won't be going back for the summer vacation, and I've signed up for a cram school, and I'm going to class every day... "

Under the joint protection of his mother, sister, and guardian, Young Master Hong finally got the preferential treatment of going home for a week of reunion, and promised not to be beaten.

Hong Xinyao showed off the thesis again, how could the three of them pay attention to the demonstration achievements of the popularization project of Chinese studies in the field of basic education, and congratulate them symbolically, but fortunately, the person involved was dazzled by the honor and didn't care at all .

Then they talked about Wade's bicycles, Fang Sishen teased him: "Daniel, Brother Gao's bike, you bought almost ten of them during this meal, it's not worth it."

Wei Deli shook his head: "A broken car is a treasure, it is hard to buy and cannot be lost."

"Haha..." Everyone was amused by him.This foreigner is getting used to the big summer environment more and more.

After chatting for a while, the topic of the three professionals gradually became serious.Gao Chengcheng asked Wei Deli: "Benzhi, are you familiar with Dodson's research?" He called Wei Deli by his name.

"You mean Dodson who studied ancient Western hieroglyphics?"

"That's right. Recently, I want to learn about some comparative studies of eastern and western pictographs, but you know, it is difficult to find first-hand information in our country."

"Dodson's writings are scarce, and his views have long since fallen out of fashion..."

"Can you please help me find some of Dodson's original articles?" After Gao Chengcheng finished speaking, he added, "If it's too much trouble, then forget it."

Wei Deli pondered for a moment.The relationship between the two is so familiar, and they are in such a harmonious and happy scene, it is really hard to say no.

"I'll give it a try, and I'll send you an email if I find it."

"Thank you in advance, here is my email and phone number."

Hong Xinyao stared at the three of them when they started talking about their majors.Fang Sishen explained a few words from time to time, and finally managed not to fall asleep.Seeing the end of the meal, he paid the bill directly under the pretext of going to the toilet.When Wei Deli found out, it was quite a tear, but he didn't expect the foreign devil to be more relentless than the truth, and in the end he had to accept half of the cash from him.

In the days that followed, Fang Sishen lived extremely peacefully, even Fang Duzhi went to a meeting in another place, and there was no one who harassed him.Of course, except for Wei Deli's email every day.But that's not really harassment.

Wei Deli is taking the summer vacation to experience cultural experiences. Every day, he rides the broken car Gao Chengcheng gave him through the streets and alleys. In the evening, he always sends an email to Fang Sishen to tell Fang Sishen what he has seen and heard about the day, and attach a few photos of the day.He has excellent equipment and technology, and the photos are taken in a very stylish way, fully showing the simple and elegant charm of this great Xia capital. Even Fang Sishen, a native of Xia who has lived locally for many years, feels amazed from time to time.

People say it only takes a week to form a new habit.Before I knew it, it became a habit to read Wei Deli's email every night and enjoy the scenery of the capital.Usually the text of the email is not long, and it talks about shooting highlights and the like, but this day I wrote more than a dozen lines densely.After Fang Sishen read it carefully, he realized that the photo taken this time turned out to be Huangpa Xiejie, that is, the old street where several people bravely explored the second-hand car stolen market and finally escaped in a panic.

The few times Wei Deli passed by this street, he pretended to be worried and didn't have time to pay attention to the surrounding scenery.The last time I passed by, I unexpectedly discovered that there are many good places to go here. Many old courtyards and even old things from the previous dynasty are preserved in the alleys on both sides.It's a pity that the renovation is coming soon, and the building has been whitewashed with a big "demolition" character.

Wade set aside a whole day to visit and linger today. The more he looked carefully, the more regretful he felt in his heart. He only felt that those dilapidated red-painted gates, carved stone pillars, blue bricks and gray tiles, and stepped corridors were so beautiful everywhere. Full of emotion.Even the trembling foxtails on the eaves and the bumpy potholes on the road seem to be full of poetic and picturesque.

He dawdled around like this until the afternoon, when suddenly someone in the alley ahead made a loud noise, and it seemed that there were no fewer than dozens of people.I hurriedly turned around to look around, only to find that it was the alley at the end of the street, nearly half of which had been demolished, with rubble piled up beside the road, broken walls and ruins supporting empty beams and purlins, and it was a mess.At the end of the rubble, in front of a large courtyard in the middle of the alley, a large group of people surrounded, some were holding wooden sticks and bamboo strips, and some were holding banners and slogans. The noise was exactly what they were shouting.

Upon closer inspection and inquiry, it turned out that a group of artists and college students were carrying out the action of "Saving Urban Memory".Enthusiastic participants found Wei Deli, and after a few questions and answers, they immediately concluded that he was not an ordinary international friend, let alone an ignorant onlooker, and immediately invited him to join.Wei Deli pointed to another group of hand-copied guys, who obviously did not have artistic temperament, and asked, "Are they also here to save the memory of the city?"

A man with the most artistic temperament shook his head deeply: "No, they are here to recover the demolition fee."

"Fang, my comrades and I stayed together until after dinner, but the demolition team never showed up." Fang Sishen's eyelids twitched when he read the word "comrades".

"Maybe they have begun to consider listening to the voices of opponents, maybe they feel the pressure from ordinary people, of course, I prefer to believe that they understand the persistence of artists and the value of civilization, so they may switch to another However, Mr. Fang said——what a coincidence, this gentleman is also surnamed Fang. He said that you should not have superfluous illusions about stupid bureaucratic rulers. Victory will never come from nothing. Although we only knew each other for a long time , I have to admit that this gentleman is both intelligent and passionate, brave and creative, and is the leader of the entire operation, and those young people make no secret of their admiration and love for him..."

At the end of the email, Wei Deli wrote: "I decided to join this sacred cause and do my best to protect my beloved Great Xia civilization and protect the memory of this city."

The whole letter is mixed with Spanish and Xiawen, full of emotion, and it can be seen that the person who wrote it was quite excited at the time.

Fang Sishen was stunned for a while, then took out his mobile phone to call Wei Deli.After thinking about it, let's take a look at the photos in the attachment first.Be patient and open one by one, which is the most common old street style.Under Wedeli's lens, even the busiest scene seems to have a bit of tranquility and decadence.

Fang Sishen didn't care to appreciate it, and quickly scanned one by one.Two thick vermilion lacquered gates suddenly appeared in front of the eyes, and on the half-collapsed stone pier, a naked man stood upright.He was startled, and when he looked closer, he realized that he was not naked, but was wearing a pair of black thongs.The man held his hands up to the sky, and drew a big circle with white paint on his chest. Inside the circle was a character for "Demolition", showing teeth and claws, complementing the hideous character "Demolition" on the vermilion lacquer gate, which had a strong visual impact.

It took a while to see the face clearly, and it looked familiar.Blinking his eyes, he identified it again and again, and then dialed Wei Deli's phone number.After the greeting, without waiting for the other party to say more, he went straight to the topic: "Daniel, the person in the photo who only wears underwear, is that 'Mr. Fang'?"

"Ah, you guessed it right away!"

Fang Sishen rubbed his forehead, paused, and finally said slowly: "This Mr. Fang, if I read correctly, he should be my uncle." Afraid that Wei Deli would not be able to react for a while, he added, "It's me Dad's brother."