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In the evening, when Le Zhengqi came back from school, he looked at Yang Xiaokong sadly: "Xiaokong, why are you becoming a carrot again?"

Bai Weiyu grunted while biting his chopsticks, and answered for him, "He's been in the dry room all day today, so he's not allergic!"

Le Zhengqi patted Yang Xiaokong's shoulder pityingly, "Why is it so painful? Stop learning." Yang Xiaokong smiled wryly.

"That's Xiaokong's business, you don't need to worry about it." Wei Nanhe put green vegetables into the seven bowls of Lezheng, "Hurry up and do your homework after eating."

Le Zhengqi replied, "Today is Friday..."

"What happened to Friday?"

"There is no class tomorrow."

Wei Nanhe smiled, "And then?"

"There's no class the day after tomorrow."

Wei Nanhe said persuasively, "Then when will you do your homework?"

"Maybe the day after tomorrow afternoon..." Le Zhengqi's voice became smaller and smaller.

Wei Nanhe was not angry at all: "So you have an event planned tonight? What are you playing?"

"CS..." Le Zhengqi took one end of the vegetable in his mouth and gnawed it a few times with his front teeth, his voice couldn't be lower, "I haven't played the game for more than a week, and I downloaded a new version for Yu ..."

Wei Nanhe raised his head in embarrassment, and looked at Bai Weiyu coldly. The eyes of the two were clattering and competing in the air. Yang Xiaokong kicked Bai Weiyu under the table, and Bai Weiyu swallowed his anger. Head down to eat.

Wei Nanhe turned to persuade Le Zhengqi with a pleasant face: "You should finish your homework before you play. You are just starting to study, so it is very important to develop good habits, you know?"

Lezheng chewed half of the vegetables, "Oh."

After dinner, everyone went to their own business. Yang Xiaokong helped Aunt Wu put the dishes and chopsticks into the sink. After finishing the work, he was about to leave the porcelain workshop when Bai Weiyu rushed back, "Don't go out, don't go out, It's not safe outside!"

The two of them were lying on the roof of the porcelain workshop, looking at the past. In the vast night, a convoy slowly drove up on the winding mountain road. grace.I saw a Bugatti Veyron leading the way, followed by a four-row extended Lincoln, a Rolls-Royce in the third, a Maybach, a Porsche, a Pagani, a Hummer, and so on. Headed towards Gongcifang in a mighty way.

Yang Xiaokong yelled at Bai Weiyu in shock: "Brother Bai, is this a car show?"

The convoy stopped slowly, the door of the first Bugatti Veyron opened, and two men in black suits got off, standing on one side, one on the left, and the other on the right. Then, dozens of men in the same clothes came down one after another from the back row of the car. His face was expressionless but fierce.One of them bent down and opened the middle row door of the Rolls-Royce, and a kind old man with gray hair got out of the car.

Bai Weiyu put his hand on his forehead, dripping with cold sweat: "How can this be through the back door? It's clearly a threat, a threat!" Wei Nanhe stood in front of the wooden building at a loss, as if he was also at a loss.

The white-haired old man stepped up the steps under the guard of the black suits, approached Wei Nanhe, said a few words with a smile on his face, and then walked into the wooden building together with Wei Nanhe.

Yang Xiaokong picked up the tiles, wondering, "Weiyu, what's going on here?"

"Honest parents are here."

Yang Xiaokong thought for 2 minutes, and was shocked: "Brother Chen?"

Bai Weiyu gloated and said, "Don't you understand? Did you hear about the brawl at the last third graduate banquet?"

"I heard, what's the matter?"

"Design has been fighting with our pure art for many years. The last time our seniors in the third year of the third year of research had booked a teacher appreciation banquet venue, which was taken away by the design. We originally went to the restaurant to reason, but the few guys who didn't want the design came to provoke them. Brother Tang saw that the teacher hadn't come yet, so he started to teach them." Bai Weiyu leaned on his side with his chin in one hand, as if telling a story: "Who am I, Bai Weiyu? I haven't waited for Brother Tang. When I shot, I broke the front teeth of that jerk of industrial design with a long straight punch! Later, when things got bigger, our oil painting department, sculpture department, sculpture department, lacquer painting department, and pottery department all went to the front line, except for Chinese painting and calligraphy. A few moderates, and the rest are all heroic. Their design is not easy, the interior design has a guy with a broken nose, and the costume design..."

"Yes yes yes, you are always invincible," Yang Xiaokong reminded: "You are starting to talk nonsense again, let me focus on what this has to do with Senior Brother Chen?"

"Of course it does matter. Honesty suffered the most serious injury. He was knocked unconscious by a wine bottle!" Bai Weiyu pointed to the scar on his forehead, "It's nothing to me, his is scary, Bai Sensen's The bones were exposed, the blood flowed all the way, and I couldn't cover it, and almost killed people! The restaurant where the disturbance was again in the urban area, the incident was reported in the newspaper the next morning, and the impact was extremely bad. Such a big thing The school president If you want someone to take the blame, no one dares to say anything about design or fine arts, whoever admits who dropped out of school, who dares to admit it? I don’t want to be honest and take care of everything by myself after waking up, scaring their Professor Cui..." Bai Wei Yu spent a lot of effort to come up with an adjective: "The beauty fades!"

Yang Xiaokong felt cold: "Flowers...flowers...Professor Cui...flowers?"

Bai Weiyu spread his hands: "Don't look at Professor Cui scolding students every day. When the incident came out, he went to the principal several times, but the principal was closed. Of course, it goes without saying that even the designers are all on the same level as us, planning to break into the principal’s house at night, and if they want to drop out, everyone will drop out together, and the principal will not expel the entire graduate student of the art department.” Bai Weiyu pointed to the downstairs, “ But the community of the principal’s house is surrounded by such black cars, and the door of the principal’s house is full of people in black suits, and the honest backstage is tough, so why should we worry about it? This matter is just let it go!”

Yang Xiaokong: "..."

"It's not too cruel. All the newspapers that reported on this incident were recycled and destroyed. After one night, not a single piece of ashes could be seen. The restaurant that insisted on demanding compensation from our school changed its owner within a few days." Bai Weiyu lowered his voice. , mysteriously said to Yang Xiaokong: "The boy who hit the honest graphic designer with a wine bottle was almost scared out of his mind. I'm about to stay in school, so I changed my mind temporarily and went to the west to support teaching, and see, the place to stay in school was finally given to Senior Brother Tian from the Department of Decoration and Sculpture."

Yang Xiaokong: "..."

Bai Weiyu patted Yang Xiaokong, "Whether you change your career or not, please remember the most reasonable saying of the Academy of Fine Arts: "Love life, stay away from honesty.""

Yang Xiaokong: "..."

Professor Bai Zuohan, the most modest and handsome man in the Academy of Fine Arts, has a low-key and calm manner, and his speech is gentle and introverted. This is the unanimous impression of the teachers and students of the whole department and people inside and outside the industry. Du Youshan gave him one more comment, especially when I was drunk. Seeing pity, joy, eyes with peach blossoms, anger, and affection on the corners of the lips; Wei Nanhe summed it up in three short words, neuropathy.

Bai Zuohan was sitting in the tearoom of Gongcifang, holding a can of beer, drinking and saying: "Wei Nanhe, you betrayed me."

Professor Wei took a sip of warm tea, "Zuo Han, no wonder I, you don't want to see my porcelain workshop burn down?"

"I don't listen..." Bai Zuohan drank the beer in one breath, threw the can and grabbed Wei Nanhe and wailed, "You betrayed me, even if I'm a ghost, I won't let you go!"

Wei Nanhe flicked him away with a wave of his sleeve, and said to Du Youshan in annoyance, "I told you not to give him a drink. A can of beer is his limit. Look, he's drunk again."

Bai Zuohan grabbed Wei Nanhe's tie relentlessly: "I don't care, anyway, I don't want that troublemaker, you hurry up and become a master's supervisor! That child is beautiful, I will give it to you, give it to you."

"I don't want it." Very resolute.

"Whatever you want!" Bai Zuohan took off a ring from his hand: "This is a bonus, I'll give it to you together."

"No, no." Wei Nanhe refused in a hurry.

"I want it!" Bai Zuohan took out a stack of bank cards, credit cards, and work permits, "I'll give it to you, give it to you."

"I do not want."

Du Youshan wiped off his cold sweat: "Professors, pay attention to your image."

"Youshan, you don't understand," Bai Zuohan turned to grab Du Youshan, his eyes straightened, and he said with his tongue out, "Every time that student caused trouble, I would secretly laugh at Professor Cui! This is...retribution ah!"

Du Youshan comforted him kindly, "Isn't he just a student, you can turn a blind eye to what he does in the future."

"Don't listen, don't listen..." Professor Bai rushed towards Wei Nanhe coquettishly: "I want to resign! Nanhe supports me..."

Wei Nanhe Lingbo walked away slightly and looked out the window: "The sun is shining! The motherland is beautiful!"

Professor Bai threw himself into Du Youshan's arms with disheveled hair: "Youshan raised me..."

"Okay, okay, I'll take care of you, I'll take care of you, then call me brother first." Du Youshan caressed his back and smiled lewdly in his heart: Although you are not my favorite, it's good to try another taste .

Wu Jia, Du Youshan's bodyguard, stood behind the boss with his hands behind his back, and suddenly said, "Boss Du, it's time to talk about business."

Professor Bai kept wagging his tail, lying on Du Youshan's lap and hugging his thigh: "Brother Youshan, I want to eat cotton candy."

Wei Nanhe leaned against the wall, his fist ready to move, "I can't take it anymore, I want to beat him up when he's drunk."

Wu Jia leaned over and supported Bai Zuohan: "Professor Bai, you go to sleep and have a rest."

Bai Zuohan stared at Wu Jia for a while, then suddenly reached out and took off his black-rimmed glasses: "Tell me! Why do you always wink at me?"

Wu Jia: "..."

Bai Zuohan abandoned Du Youshan and shook the Wujia in his arms: "Little Wujia, you have big and beautiful eyes! Come on, give me a mouth!"

Wu Jia tilted his head expressionlessly to avoid Bai Zuohan's octopus kiss, "Professor Wei, please find a way."

Wei Nanhe waved his hands weakly, "I can't do anything about him either."

Bai Zuohan pouted his lips tenaciously, sucked Wu Jia's face like a sucker, kissed Wu Jia hard, and said with a strange smile: "Little Wu Jia, just follow me!" Wu Jia touched the kissed cheek, frowning slightly .

Du Youshan raised his hand in a panic to stop him: "Wu..."

Wu Jia raised his hand and knocked on the back of Bai Zuohan's neck with a bang, Bai Zuohan screamed in pain and passed out.

Du Youshan: "Ah, it's a step too late."

Wei Nanhe touched Bai Zuohan's breath seriously, and said regretfully, "He's not dead." When he walked to the window and saw Yang Xiaokong, he greeted him, "Xiaokong! Come and do me a favor!"

Yang Xiaokong ran in in response, and together with Wei Nanhe moved Bai Zuohan upstairs to the bedroom.

Seeing that there was no one around, Du Youshan quickly took out a tissue and wiped the drool on Wu Jia's face, "Look at Zuo Han, who is usually serious, but he's cute when he makes trouble. He's just joking with you, why bother getting angry?" ?”

Wu Jia wiped his glasses with the hem of his clothes, put them on, and said indifferently: "Boss Du, I am also a bodyguard, secretary, driver's assistant and bed warmer, so I have no time to be in charge of public relations."

Du Youshan resentfully threw the paper towel into the trash can, "Cough, I don't mean that." He said in his heart: Look, this is the situation after eating the grass beside the nest, I still need to see his face!

Wei Nanhe threw Bai Zuohan on his bed, and told Yang Xiaokong: "Take care of him, I have something to talk about." He turned his head and went downstairs.

Yang Xiaokong poured a glass of water and put it on the bedside to get ready, stuffed the scattered documents and bank cards back into Bai Zuohan's wallet one by one, and put the wallet next to the pillow.

A plain silver ring rolls out of Bai Zuohan's palm. This is the only accessory on Bai Zuohan's body. With his status, wearing such a ring is really not high-end, but he has worn it for many years, and It is worn on the ring finger, but everyone knows that Bai Zuohan has neither been married nor has a girlfriend.

Yang Xiaokong saw Professor Bai wearing this ring when he was a freshman, and five years later, he always felt that there must be something engraved in the ring!He picked up the ring and looked at the sun.

It was indeed an ordinary ring that couldn't be more ordinary. There was nothing engraved on it, and it was bare.

"I'm sorry, Professor Bai, I'm just a little curious." Yang Xiaokong muttered and put the ring back on Bai Zuohan's ring finger, laughing at himself.

Wei Nanhe returned to the tearoom, breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Youshan, let's talk about our business."

Wu Jia took out a check from the folder and handed it to Du Youshan. Du Youshan took it and handed it to Wei Nanhe, "Last time, those jars were all sold to a Dutchman. This is the profit after sharing."

Wei Nanhe took the check over and glanced at it, then said with a smile, "You Shan paid the tax for me?"

Du Youshan's face turned serious, "Nan He, I will get as much as I have agreed with you, and I will never take an extra penny. You can't believe me?"

Wei Nanhe stood up and smiled, "Youshan, you know the price of porcelain better than I do, but the final price of collections varies from person to person. You must know that every piece of porcelain I give you, as long as no one can See through, it’s the real thing.” He shook the check in his hand, and said disdainfully: “Look at you, selling Chinese cabbage with small profits but high turnover? Are you afraid of lowering the price of the entire porcelain market?”

Wu Jia was a little aggrieved: "Professor Wei, that buyer bought several items together, we should give him some discounts. Besides, Wanli porcelain is at such a price, do you still want to sell it at the price of Zheng porcelain?"

"The market price of Wanli porcelain is really good, and once there are too many goods on the market, the price will be automatically lowered. Wujia, the price of porcelain is not always marked by the year, no matter which dynasty, the fine products are priceless , the price of the Wanli Chicken Crock Cup is far higher than that of an unremarkable piece of genuine porcelain of the same kind." Du Youshan poured himself a cup of tea, and looked at Wei Nanhe: "What does Nanhe mean?"

"You are a businessman, it's up to you, I won't make batches from now on," Wei Nanhe stretched out a finger, "I will only make one batch per batch, to ensure quality products, I will set a price in my heart, if you can't get this price, don't sell it ,How about it?"

"So confident?" Du Youshan raised his eyebrows.

"What do you think?" Wei Nanhe asked back.

"What if the selling price is higher than your price?"

"That depends on your hype and publicity skills. I only want four-tenths of the price I set," Wei Nanhe put the check on the table, tapped it with his fingertips, and pushed it towards Du Youshan, " I don't want a check or cash, I have the right to ask for any piece of porcelain in your auction house or antique shop that is the same price as four-tenths, how about it?"

"Deal." Du Youshan withdrew the check, then took a brocade box from Wu Jia and opened it, "These boards are for you, you can figure it out yourself."

Wei Nanhe picked out a piece and glanced at it, "Jiajing."

A group of people walked out of the wooden building, Du Youshan walked in front, Wei Nanhe walked behind and smiled: "Then I won't see you off, walk slowly."

Du Youshan hooked his shoulder sideways, "Well, speaking of you, you are more qualified than Zuo Han in the Academy of Fine Arts, you should be a full-time professor or something."

Wei Nanhe cupped his hands and said, "I'm ashamed, ashamed, I'm really bad at theory, what kind of theoretical work should I publish as a professor or master supervisor, with hundreds of thousands of words, I can't even think of it!"

Du Youshan didn't believe it: "Zuo Han's virtue is..."

"Just kidding, Zuo Han is the number one talent in our academy, how can I compare with him! He has published four books, two of which are now used as textbooks by the sculpture departments of many colleges and universities, and one of them has been translated into several languages. Released worldwide." Wei Nanhe walked down the steps with Du Youshan with a smile, "Don't look at him like that, and find someone to raise him? Just kidding, he has enough royalties in his life."

Du Youshan was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said, "He's really dishonest! I can't take him away, so I can only stay here to nagging you."

Wei Nanhe sneered: "He's always like this. Whenever things don't go his way, he'll find me drunk and crazy. It's okay, just sleep on it." Wu Jia reversed the car, turned around and stopped beside Du Youshan, waiting quietly.

Du Youshan suddenly remembered something, turned around and said to Wei Nanhe: "Oh, I think of a theoretical expert on ancient porcelain. If you can talk about it well, you can learn from each other."

"Who?" Wei Nanhe was curious: Is there anyone in the circle that I don't know?

"A new face, a teacher from your school."

Wei Nanhe was even more puzzled, "In our school? Then I shouldn't know him."

"It's not from your art department, it's a talent just introduced by the cultural and museum department." Du Youshan tried hard to recall for a moment, "I didn't pay much attention to it. A few days ago, I had dinner with director Lin of the cultural and museum department. Ph.D. in cultural relics, published several monographs at a young age, the head of the department flattered him, but he was quite modest and didn’t talk much. That’s all I remember, why don’t you ask me?”

"No, no, no, director Lin is an old acquaintance." Wei Nanhe helped to open the car door, and sincerely thanked: "I did want to cooperate with Director Lin to write this textbook before, but he is old, and I am embarrassed to bother him. In this way , I will ask myself, if the young man is suitable, I will ask Director Lin to introduce him."

"That's right, being a professor, among other things, at least you can skip [-] lessons a year in your class, how much time you can save!" Du Youshan bent down into the back of the car, and was about to say something, when he caught sight of Lezheng Qi was sitting under the ginkgo tree in the corner of Zhuangbi Hall, his attention shifted instantly, and he shouted: "Xiaoqi!"

Le Zhengqi held the book and looked over it with teary eyes, "Du Youshan, are you leaving?"

Du Youshan waved at him, "What are you doing?"

"endorsement."

"What are you carrying?"

"Reinventing our learning."

"..." Du Youshan was speechless.

Le Zhengqi ran over with the book, "Nan He, I've finished memorizing."

Wei Nanhe played a note on his forehead, "Read it a few more times, and write silently later."

Le Zhengqi dragged the book and ran back to the original place, sat down, chanting listlessly.

Du Youshan complained very dissatisfied: "What are you doing? What's wrong with children living innocently and romanticly? What are you doing reading dead books?"

Wei Nanhe said: "Now that I'm young, I can call it naive and romantic when I have nothing to do all day long. When I grow up, what should I do if I still have nothing to do at the age of 40 or [-]? I study rote for the exam. After the exam, I allow him to forget it. He must Adapt to society." He closed the car door for Du Youshan, smiled through the window, and said calmly, "Otherwise, if I have an accident one day, or die before him, what will he do?"

When Wei Nanhe said this, Du Youshan saw Wu Jia's eyebrows tremble slightly from the rearview mirror.Sighing, he said a few perfunctory words of apology, said goodbye to Wei Nanhe, and closed the car window.

Wu Jia started the car, and drove quickly and smoothly out of Gongcifang and up the mountain road.

Du Youshan lay on the backrest of the back row, and suddenly asked: "Wu Jia, how long have you been with me?"

"...Almost seven years."

"How many years will you be with me?"

"It's hard to tell."

Du Youshan stood up, reached out and stroked Wu Jia's back neck, "Don't fool me with such ambiguous words, I'll be with you forever, and I'll just..." His hand moved forward ambiguously, touching Wu Jia's wet lips.

Wu Jia tilted his head, "Boss Du, I'm driving."

Du Youshan felt bored, retracted his hand, leaned back on the back again, lay down on the back, and said to himself: "When my family had an accident, I was Le Zhengqi's age. Wei Nanhe can learn from it..."

-to be continued-

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