【Summer Five】Iron City Wall

Cars drive back and forth on the one-way street, and the tall and short buildings surround the courtyard, creating a sense of peace and tranquility.Maple trees are planted beside the wall, with undulating branches and leaves, and occasionally brown and red fallen leaves fall, forming loose fire mounds at the corners of the wall.The north iron gate leads to the playground, and four basketball hoops occupy the corners. Six or seven children are dribbling with the ball, and the uppers of their shoes and the basketball overlap and hit the ground with distinct sounds.

The compound is located in the south of the third district, and the days of near autumn are particularly comfortable, which is a good time to let the heat fade away and enjoy the cool breeze.

The Roman-style building is divided into four floors. Professor Stan Manderson lives in 303, a duplex apartment of about [-] square meters.

"Sit down, don't be reserved." The old professor was amiable, Yin Xiayou and Wujo sat down in the living room, and got up to make tea.The old man was nearly [-] years old, Xia You quickly took the tea set, and asked him to point out the cabinet where the tea leaves were placed, and then he did it himself.

This compound is the living area assigned by St. Johnny College to the old professors. It has a pleasant environment and complete facilities. Although the main body of the house is a bit old, it can still taste a little simple and elegant after a long time.

It has been more than three months since they left the fourth district, and a special entrustment was handed over to them.In the past, many local or cross-regional orders were all from Wang Laoer, but now this one is from Hongshu.

"Professor Manderson is my doctoral supervisor." Hong Shu said, "When I was still in the third district, I had a lot of support. Although I haven't seen him for many years, he still remembers me as a student. I heard that you are very famous, he thought Please run for a while, okay?"

Speaking of this, it is natural to go.They have never refused the business they got, let alone their father's mentor-Xia You rarely showed joy beyond words.

So, after making some preparations, the two of them came to the third district.

The past commissions have not never involved the three districts. Every time Xia You has the opportunity to come, she always has a feeling of nostalgia and resistance.While he was looking forward to living here in a serious manner in the future, he was brooding over the past; to the point that he had misremembered many streets, and had to ask Wutiao to help him find the way.

Mr. Manderson is a tall, spirited old man with white hair.Xu Shi has a good attitude. Although his face is full of wrinkles, there are always clusters of youthful flames in his eyes, and his back is straight.After years of immersion in academic research, the old professor exudes a proper bookish atmosphere from head to toe, and his gestures are unique. He really doesn't look like an old man who can be called "old".

Seeing the two of them, he became visibly happy, holding hands and refusing to let go.

"Your father was my most proud student back then," the three of them sipped tea and listened to Professor Manderson's memories, "that kind of research spirit... anyone who saw it would be amazed. What happened later was really a delay People, the best years are wasted in vain..."

Unlike when he was a child, when it comes to the experience of being "exiled" to the fifth district, Xia You has been able to calm down and respond freely: "The misfortune is the blessing, my father is doing well, sir, don't worry."

Wutiao added in a timely manner: "Researching to make money is still the same. Maybe it's a blessing or a curse, just be happy with yourself."

They used a cup of tea to reminisce about the past.The old professor is very funny, and his conversation is moderate. It just so happens that the listeners are also the best among the younger generation.Such advances and retreats communicate, gradually forgetting myself, and vaguely have a taste of forgetting friends.

After tea, the old professor was also coaxed happily, and led them straight to the study, showing his books on all four walls.

"You can just rest here during this period of time. You can read books at will when you are free, and you won't be bored if you think about it." He said with a smile, and took out a copy of "Advanced Applications of Drive and Calculation Group" next to the ladder and gave it to Xia You: "Here, this is the document just mentioned."

Xia You can guarantee that this is definitely the best job he has ever done.

Who can refuse a study room that can't be seen at a glance? ——I can’t even do five.

In this way, Professor Manderson formally proposed a commission to them.

"I want to invite you to create a snow globe." He spread out the design drawing, with neat and delicate strokes and a high degree of completion. "It is strong enough that the contents can change shape with temperature, and the fine powder can continue to fall in a continuous cycle without shaking."

The drawing shows a boy wearing a cowboy hat and a five-pointed star. The colors are bright and dreamy.Turning down, the boy star turned into a horse and a big tree, with a few fallen leaves condensed in the air, and the "air" was distinct.The last set of models is the sun and the moon embracing and sleeping. The red and blue colors collide and blend together, and a few stars are bridged at the overlap. The fine light gold brightens the picture scroll as a whole, which not only shows the heart, but also has a sense of luxury.

"This is for my son. He works in the district government and doesn't come back for half a year." The old professor narrowed his eyes reminiscently, "My wife left early, and this child has suffered a lot. In the end, he can make a name for himself." , our colleagues are all happy for him."

Xia You glanced at the drawing and asked, "Why don't you do it yourself?"

Professor Manderson: "I am a theoretical researcher. I can give lectures, but if I really want to do it, I have to let a professional come. Hongshu can be regarded as a special case-he has always been able to do everything, even after five years of hard work under my hands. With six years of textbooks, he has still cultivated the top skills in the industry."

With such a "genius father" as the foundation, it is hard not to have confidence.Xia You put away the design draft and said with a smile: "Then let's spend a day discussing the design ideas, and we will notify you when the materials are finalized."

As usual, all expenses will be paid by the client.The old professor was interested in their work process, so Xia You simply moved the things to the study room, since there was enough space to tinker up and down, and he could even flip through books when he was free.

As soon as the design draft comes out, it will be handed over to Gotjo first.After all, the drawings given by the client are limited to abstract concepts, and it often takes multiple deletions to complete them in a style that conforms to the design concept of the driven armor.The first stroke of the designer can often determine the overall trend, so the two of them combined and decided to let the five with the most courage and the most ideas start this.

After five hands, the manuscript has begun to take shape.He often performs secondary processing on the client's original intention—that is, although the branches and leaves that are out of the frame are cut off, these elements that may be omitted are added to the main trunk, so as not to cause a gap.

As for those too scribbled and imaginative miscellaneous pens, Xia You will check them out.He will trim the overly prominent or unruly details in the five pens, re-draw with his own understanding, and finalize the draft to the client after presenting the five pens.

The design part is over, followed by the selection of materials.These two steps must be as fast as possible, otherwise it will slow down the later processes such as forging and smelting.Considering economy, practicability and aesthetics, Xiayou and Wutiao always insisted on their own opinions, arguing from finalization to dawn the next day.Fortunately, they can always compromise with each other and hand over a long list to the client with black eyes.

In this way, the initial stage of the order is completed.

On the sixth day of the construction period, Wujo was assembling parts alone in front of the workbench, and Professor Manderson strolled over holding a teacup.

He sat down opposite Wutiao, quietly watching the dried paint parts being glued and twisted, and the gorgeous villains were assembled in twos and threes.The hands under the desk lamp are dexterous and slender, and the things they are fiddling with are clearly not as big as a fingernail, but they are naturally able to move them between the fingers at will.

"Wu, what kind of customers have you encountered in the past?" Manderson took a sip of tea, making sure that his existence would not cause trouble for the young man. "You don't need to disclose personal information, just describe it roughly. I'm just curious."

The golden five-pointed star was assembled and placed on the corner of the table by Wutiaoshun.He didn't stop, his eyes were still glued to the parts, and his tone was light: "People, all kinds of people."

But the old professor almost wrote "tell me in detail" on his face, and his eyes were shining with expectation.Wu Tiao is not good to be deliberately ignored, so I had to cheer up and say: "I can't finish talking for a while. There are rich businessmen, poor people, intellectuals and artists. In short, they are just ordinary people with their own desires."

He continued to assemble the internal structure of the snow globe, and picked out a few "interesting" things in the eyes of the public to say.

Professor Manderson listened with gusto, made comments from time to time, and nodded frequently after certain passages, as if he was an excellent listener.Wutiao said, unknowingly emptied all the parts in the basket, and simply swept away the crumbs on the table and lay down on it, talking vigorously.

"...Someone gave a hunting bow to a friend who had been away for many years, and it turned out that this bow really touched him. I find it hard to understand—is the memory effect really so powerful that it is enough to reverse the long-standing creed?"

Professor: "Is it the arrow connecting childhood and hometown... Memory is so magical, you never know whether you are trapped by it or saved by it."

"There is also a love affair that ended without a cause; there is a huge gap between them, and the woman's family is in a difficult situation, so she decides to cut off this relationship by herself." Wu Tiao spread his hands, "I worked hard to send a bulletproof dance skirt, but in the end I only hoped for a parting letter .”

The professor drank the tea and smiled kindly: "Then what do you think? The dance skirt symbolizes passionate and perfect love. If this passion can even cross class, it would be a good talk."

Five Ways: "Love—in the final analysis, it is just an indicator, the same as all units of interest, and should be treated objectively and dialectically. Giving up due to external circumstances and abstract 'pressure' is just an excuse to excuse oneself , cannot be a reason for her to abandon this equivalence relationship."

"You're quantifying love."

"Why not? Human emotions are nothing more than forms of expression, with subjective purpose, and should have received feedback in a concise and clear way. As you said—love—is there anything worthy of special treatment?"

The teacup was placed on the table, and the ceramic bottom made a "ding" sound.Professor Manderson stared at Gojo long and peacefully, as if he could see through the confusion in his eyes.

"I'd rather you never understand, Wu." He blinked slowly, with a sad expression on his face: "Insisting on one's own will definitely hurt others, but it is also possible to keep this clear and pure heart. Many things cannot be arranged rationally, nor You should deduce it rationally; you never had these things when you were born, and you may be able to find them one day, but you will definitely lose more."

There was the sound of the door lock turning in the entrance. The old professor shook his head, stood up with the cup in his hand, and spoke calmly and generously, like a wise man who is persuasive and persuasive.

"If you must get an answer, that's all I can say."

"Don't speculate on other people's love for you. Excessive arrogance will only make yourself deeply trapped, and turn into a sharp sword hanging high in the future."

The door opened, and Xia You walked through the corridor with an autumn wind, passing the old professor.

"Hello, sir," he greeted with a smile, "It's almost finished, please wait a few more days."

The old man stuffed a pot of hot tea into his hand with a smile, patted his shoulder, and sighed meaningfully: "I'm not in a hurry, take your time."

Xia You was quite inexplicable, nodded and thanked for the tea, drank it and walked to the study.The door of that room was closed, and after a while, there was the sound of "debating" with swords drawn, and the lines between the lines were full of familiarity and trust.

The old professor who turned around and went upstairs heard it, closed the door slowly, and went to catch up on sleep.