Arty Records

As usual, Fang Sishen had three scallion pancakes for lunch, and conveniently gave the recovered steel coin to the lame beggar in the alley.When passing by the grocery store, I bought two handfuls of dried noodles, a cabbage, and half a catty of eggs.This is a newly formed habit. I use the old electric cooker that my sister begged to cook for myself at night. It is cheap, nutritious and healthy.

When I got back to the dormitory, I kept tidying up.Following the "Gold and Silk Project" in the past three years, I have accumulated a lot of materials, plus countless inscription rubbings, bamboo slips and silk copies, piled up half the bed.Now I finally cheer up, sort out the clues, and prepare to change the course and say goodbye to the old and welcome the new.

After eating the noodles, I continued to work. Unknowingly, at night, my head was ashes, my hands were ink, and my back hurt.Probably packed up and went to the playground for a run.

Jingshi University is a century-old school with a long history. There was originally a large ancient forest next to the west playground.A few years ago, in order to make room for the construction of the indoor gymnasium, more than half of it was cut down, leaving a few rows along the playground.Fang Sishen likes to run in the middle of the night, stepping on the moonlight falling between the leaves, facing the cool night wind blowing through the branches, running laps and laps until he is exhausted.

After leaving the dormitory building, I realized that it was a little early, the evening self-study had just ended, and groups of students were returning from the teaching area, and the smell of the canteen's supper wafted in the air.After hesitating for a moment, he still walked to the playground.The street lamps were all on, and the sun lamps around the playground had not been extinguished, illuminating the poor stars.Except for the lights, there is only darkness and thick night.

Suddenly there was a burst of shouting and cursing, loud and high-pitched, like thunder and rolling, echoing continuously, almost drowning out the chatting and laughing of the students.Fang Sishen was stunned for a moment, thinking that someone was arguing, and looked around, but found nothing unusual.

At this moment, several students walked past him, and one of them said: "Yasha King is scolding again, I come to this routine every day, and there are no new tricks."

The other said: "I can't hear what he is shouting, who is he scolding?"

Someone answered: "Who are you scolding? You are tired of living and complaining! You are just an old lunatic!"

"Hey, don't blame the government for your hard life, choose your parents with open eyes in the next life; don't blame the society if you point your back, fight for the right baby in the next life..."

Fang Sishen remembered that this should be the legendary crazy old man who cursed in the woods next to the playground every night. The students gave him the nickname King Yasha, which was passed down from generation to generation, and it is unknown when it originated.It is said that the old man swears only at night when there are many people in the self-study.As for his identity and why he is like this, ordinary teachers and students can't tell.

Because Fang Sishen had never been to the playground during this period of time, it was the first time he had heard one of the seven legends of the Capital University, "The Chime of the Yasha King".

Enter the playground and run slowly.Whenever he ran close to the woods, the shouting and cursing would explode in his ears.

"×××, tyrannical dictatorship, independent husband! ×××, murderous, butcher! ×××, despicable, conspirator, ×××, capricious, hypocrite!..."

Named names, denounced to the sky.That list of names is none other than the supreme heads of state since the founding of the Republic to the present.

After running a few more laps, the object of cursing has become the recent presidents of Jingshi University.After scolding the principals, they turned back and scolded the heads of state. This spiraled up, and the language was progressive.The scolding is full of classical Chinese idioms: whoever is perverting the grass and ignoring human life, whoever is like a wolf herding sheep and leading beasts to eat people, whoever is ambitious and turns a deer into a horse, whoever helps the tyrant and abuses the tiger as a minion, whosoba washes the monkey and rises to heaven...

Fang Sishen couldn't help stretching out his head to look into the woods, and saw a vague black figure with arms raised high, yelling loudly, and walking quickly back and forth between two rows of big trees.If you don't listen to the content and only look at the form, it's like practicing a Buddhist lion's roar.When he ran to lap No.20, the black shadow disappeared at some point, and there were not many people left on the road.The wind suddenly picked up violently, and Fang Sishen, who was dripping with sweat, shuddered greatly, realizing that autumn had really come.Those fierce and even vicious curses before were blown away by the wind and completely dissipated in the deep night.

After taking a quick shower in the water room, I changed into clothes when someone knocked on the door.

When I opened it, it was Gao Chengcheng who lived at the other end of the corridor.Gao Chengcheng is a PhD student this year and also a student of Professor Zhang Chunhua.Before Fang Sishen was expelled from the school, Gao and Kou were his direct brothers.

"Senior Brother Gao?" Fang Sishen was very surprised.Although they belong to the same sect, they have different specific tasks assigned to them, and they don't have much contact with each other in normal times.Now that the situation is changing, there is no reason to pay a visit.

"Please call me Brother Ling." Gao Chengcheng said seriously.

Fang Sishen couldn't help laughing.Gao Chengcheng felt that his name was too earthy, so he changed his nickname to "Ling Zixu", which was indistinctly opposite to his real name, and called himself "Wu You Sheng", and walked around the Chinese Academy of Sciences under the name "Zi Xu Wu You", and flaunted it among his peers for a while.

Gao Chenggong tapped the rice bowl with chopsticks in his hand: "Bring some boiling water to make instant noodles. No one even knocked on a few stores, but luckily you are here."

There are occasional gatherings under Professor Zhang's family, and Wu Yousheng is a lively figure who always adjusts the atmosphere.Because Fang Sishen is not good at these things, and feels that the other party is not purely slippery and hypocritical, he appreciates it a little.Seeing him coming to borrow water at this time, he stepped aside naturally: "Ah, yes. It's in the electric cooker."

Gao Chenggong went straight into the house, moved the electric cooker to the square stool, lifted the lid to have a look: "Is there a water scooper?"

Fang Sishen handed over a clean and empty cup, but he changed his mind: "I didn't expect you to be able to start a fire here. Excuse me, brother, how about making a supper?"

As soon as he knew him well, Fang Sishen said, "Brother, please do what you want." He has never been in the habit of being stingy, and even in the midst of personal financial crisis, he is not ashamed to hide food.Pointing to the bottom of the bookshelf, he said, "There are cabbage and eggs here, if you need them, brother, please take them yourself."

Gao Chengcheng smiled when he heard the words, rubbed his hands together and said, "Your brother is really a generous gentleman, how can you feel sorry for your brother?" As he walked out, "It's not rude to come and go, wait a moment." , holding a new pack of instant noodles and two ham sausages into the house: "Come, share, share, share and eat, share and eat."

Instant noodles, cabbage, eggs, and ham were poured into the pot one after another.

Gao Chengcheng took a deep breath: "Oh...it's a pity that a tomato is missing."

Fang Sishen couldn't help laughing again.

Gao Chengcheng stared at him: "Xiao Fang, I don't know how much better you are than what Lao Kou described. Could it be his hallucination?"

Fang Sishen slowly put away his smile: "I don't know how brother Kou will describe it?"

"Haha, he said that you are haggard, haggard, unable to speak, and unhappy."

These few sentences come from the article "Tai Shi Gong Shu Biography of Qu Yuan Jia Sheng".Fang Sishen was not sure if this was Kou Jianzong's original words, or Gao Chengcheng's elucidation, so he said, "Using Qu Zi Jia Sheng as a metaphor, I really dare not take it for granted."

Gao Chengcheng laughed.Unplugged the electric cooker: "Come, eat noodles, eat noodles!"

Gao Chengcheng is from Southwest Shuzhou, and the instant noodles he bought are so spicy that Fang Sishen is sweating.But the taste is really good, and I was a little hungry at first, and while wiping my sweat and blowing my nose, I sacrificed my life to accompany the gentleman.Before I knew it, I was as familiar as an old friend for many years.

Gao Chengcheng ate with a sigh of relief, and said vaguely: "Xiao Fang, you are very generous. Why did you feel that you were rejected thousands of miles away before? Did you learn a lesson from this battle and finally decided to become one with the people?"

"Where... Senior brother really thinks that I reject people thousands of miles away?"

"Why? Unconvinced? Apart from saying hello, I almost never take the initiative to chat with people; no matter what I say in professional classes or gatherings of the same class, I don't say a word of extra greetings; I rarely show up for group entertainment, and I never participate in social activities unless necessary. Last year at the National Academy Having a party with the business school, a group of girls want to pull you, who doesn’t know, calling you is useless? ——You’re like this, don’t you reject people thousands of miles away? You pretend to be noble, so you will betray your relatives and isolate you at critical moments No help."

Fang Sishen smiled wryly: "Really? Is it so miserable? I don't think..."

Gao Chengcheng picked up a piece of noodles with chopsticks again: "I realize now that you are probably not fake Qing Gao, you are really dull, haha!"

Gao Chengcheng, who is a bachelor, master, and doctoral student, has stayed on this campus for nearly ten years and belongs to the family of Jingshi University.He is also good at communication, and has a wealth of anecdotes and anecdotes, which is in contrast to Fang Sishen's ignorance.The two ate and chatted, not feeling happy.In the end, Gao Chengcheng was basically speaking and Fang Sishen was listening.

Listening to him talk about the origin of "Yasha King's Rebuke", he said that "Yasha King" was originally the first high-achieving student of Jingshi University after the Republic of China.It also talks about other legends that are as famous as "Yaksha King's Chi".For example, "The Charm of the King of Shura", how a certain dean sacrificed his body to feed a tiger in order to make progress, regardless of gender, it is always unfavorable; Cry until your wish is fulfilled; for example, in "Brahma King's Slash", a certain well-known professor is extremely harsh in his studies, and all his disciples except those who are beautiful and beautiful are in danger of being destroyed in the examination room...

Fang Sishen was startled at first, but then his chest felt tight: "Brother, why did this happen?"

Gao Chengcheng saw that he didn't want to believe it, so he said: "The rumors in the market may not be groundless. They are fleeting, but you don't need to take them seriously. It's really a blessing that you don't care about anything."

The topic gradually deepened and became more specific, and finally talked about the real situation.Gao Chengcheng asked, "Has your application to change your supervisor been approved?"

"not yet."

"Old Kou took over the project you were working on, and I heard that he plans to combine it with his own and apply for a postdoctoral fellowship."

Ph. D students are faced with the choice of graduation destination. It is difficult for liberal arts students to find a job. If they can obtain postdoctoral qualifications and continue to do research, especially in a prestigious institution of higher learning like Jingshi University, the future is promising.

Fang Sishen said in a nonchalant and indifferent tone: "Well, I share the Qin and Han sections with him, but he makes official bamboo slips and I make folk bamboo slips. It is really convenient to combine them together."

Gao Chengcheng scooped up the ham with all his heart, and after a long time, finally sighed: "I said, Xiao Fang, you are too tender."

Fang Sishen got up, took two spoons, and gave one to him: "What you taught me, brother Kou, is to put Professor Zhang's name at the front of any papers that Brother Kou publishes. Only then did I realize that it was because I didn’t know how to respect my teacher.”

Gao Chengcheng patted him on the shoulder: "This statement is full of complaints."

Since the incident happened, Fang Sishen has never had an insider to confide in, so he couldn't help but want to say a few more words: "I went to the teaching and research office last week and found that the password of the commonly used computer was changed. Because the computer in the teaching and research room is connected to a scanner, a printer, I was lazy and always made it there, and I didn’t have time to copy many things. I was so angry that I ran to the professor’s house to make a theory, and there was a quarrel.”

The so-called quarrel is just arguing a few words.But Fang Sishen was deeply frustrated by the disappointment of others and himself in the process.

Gao Chengcheng continued to pat him on the shoulder: "So if you are lazy, you will learn a lesson sooner or later."

Fang Sishen snorted: "Professor Zhang also said the same thing."

"The professor used to always say that you were the most diligent."

"I understand now, it's because I think I'm stupid." Fang Sishen said angrily.

Gao Chengcheng laughed again.

"Hey, now the old Kou has become a favorite. It is said that there are only two postdoctoral places in the National Academy of Sciences this year, and Professor Zhang has already grabbed one. I had bad intentions to get my hands on it, but now it is hopeless! "After that, Ziliu Ziliu started to drink the soup.

"Brother's words are also full of complaints."

"Hey!"

Fang Sishen carefully peeled off the thick layer of red oil on his face, scooped a few spoonfuls into the bowl: "Then what's the brother's plan?"

"What's the plan? I can't say, so I have no choice but to leave this old face behind, burn incense and worship Buddha, dig around for cracks, and find a way out." Suddenly he said seriously, "Brother Yu has heard something recently, and he is going to ask my virtuous brother for proof."

"Brother, please speak."

Gao Chengcheng swallowed a mouthful of soup, paused slightly, and asked seriously: "President Fang Duzhi, is that your father?"

Fang Sishen drank soup until his nose was covered with sweat, wiped it off, and said, "Brother, why do you ask this question?" He thought that the last time Professor Fang Da intercepted him in front of the dormitory, he was accidentally recognized.

"So that's true?" Gao Chenggong slammed the edge of the rice bowl, "No wonder you are so calm! I want to have such a father - I will stand still even if the wind blows from southeast to northwest ah!"

Fang Sishen didn't know how to explain for a while, so he could only say: "Brother, you misunderstood."

But Gao Chengcheng said: "Listen to me first. If it weren't for some real evidence, I wouldn't just talk about it. You know that the mid-term report meeting of the Jinbo Project was held in our Jingshi International Hall for two consecutive weekends. Because Professor Fang Da is only free on weekends. The professors went to Xiaoxiao Building for lunch that day, and I was fortunate enough to be ordered to help carry things, and I happened to overhear a conversation."

Gao Chengcheng imitated with winking eyebrows: "Professor Fang said to Professor Zhang, 'Gouzi is stubborn and dull. I am a father who has lost discipline, and I am ashamed and ashamed. I'm young and ignorant, I'm causing you trouble." I saw that the dean was embarrassed, humming, haha, and didn't know how to answer, but Professor Zhang remained calm and replied, "Young people are motivated and motivated, and it is inevitable that they are easily impetuous. The starting point is always good. , just learn the lesson'..."

Gao Chengcheng said while watching Fang Sishen's expression.When the fake news on the bamboo slips was the hottest, some people made a big fuss about the relationship between Fang's father and son. Because the person involved didn't respond, the ordinary audience didn't take it seriously.When everyone had almost forgotten about it, it was picked up by one of the parties themselves.

Just as he did not expect Fang Duzhi to come to the school to find him in person, Fang Sishen did not expect that he would publicly mention the relationship between father and son at the professor's gathering of the Jinbo Project.Colleagues are enemies, not to mention the academic circle that upholds the ancient tradition of literati despising each other.Since Fang Duzhi became the dean, leading the National Higher Humanities College to fight hard, it has the potential to overwhelm the former Taishan Beidou Jingshi University National College.As dull and simple as Xiao Fang's children's shoes, he also knows that the two sides are helping each other on the surface, but they are constantly scheming in the dark.

The last time I had a hasty meeting with Fang Duzhi, and there was no news after that, I felt relieved.He didn't know why his father made such a sudden move, deliberately giving others a handle.But inexplicably thought: This seems to be the first time that Fang Duzhi, who is a celebrity in the circle, has publicly mentioned his son since the father and son got together for nearly ten years.Of course, the long-term low-key before this is also the result of the son Fang Sishen, out of all kinds of youthful sensitivity, strong and narrow psychology, strongly demanding, deliberately doing it, and the father blindly accommodating.

Gao Chengcheng waited for a long time, but Fang Sishen slowly said: "I have always decided my own affairs, and I don't need him to manage." After a pause, he added, "So... I didn't expect this time..."

Looking at Gao Chengcheng, he smiled wryly: "Brother, if you really had such a father, would you be as stupid as me?"

Gao Chengcheng was at a loss for words: "Uh... After all, they are father and son, and he made it clear to support you."

"If you want to say that, I can't refute it. In short, I didn't know anything about what you said just now. In fact, since I entered the Capital University, I haven't been home for more than three years."

"Ah? Then..."

"To tell you the truth, I was born on Manggan Road—you know where that is. In the 33rd year of the Republic, that is, the year before the end of the 'Third Great Renovation', my father returned to the capital that summer, and I was born in December, no different from a posthumous child."

Gao Chengcheng was dumbfounded.

"Manggan Road" is a thunderous but sensitive and subtle place in the new history since the Great Xia Republic.In the 26th year of the Republic, the supreme head of state personally launched the third major reform movement, that is, after the reform of the hostile class in the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China and the reform of the backward class in the 10th year of the Republic, the labor ideological reform of the majority of young people was carried out.In this mass movement of unprecedented scale, tens of millions of young people responded to the call and rushed to remote areas vigorously, reclaiming land, defending the frontiers, afforestation and defense, which lasted for ten years.The Muniura Mountains, located in the deepest part of Qingqiu Baishui in the northeastern frontier, and the Manggan Road on the banks of the Yeligune River, covered by boundless virgin forests, are the places where a number of key transformation objects have settled.

Fang Sishen continued slowly in a low voice: "When I was 15 years old, before my adoptive father died, he suddenly told me that he was not my father, and asked me to go to the capital to find a man named Fang Duzhi..." He raised his head, "Brother, a parent who is alone, It’s really not something you can choose. Sometimes, the relationship between children and their parents is beyond your control.”

Yi Gao has an honest gossip temper, so many questions he wants to ask, but he is finally overwhelmed by everything represented by the three characters "Mang Gan Dao".He only murmured: "So that's it... I'm sorry, I understand."

When leaving with a bowl of rice, Gao Chengcheng said to Fang Sishen in an extremely sincere and mysterious way: "Xiao Fang, there is something I guess you don't know: the 'what teacher' in the student registration office is rumored to be our Zhang Chunhua Professor Fang Duzhi has been a "confidante girl" for many years. Professor Fang Duzhi is your father, I'm afraid he knew it on the first day you reported three years ago..."