Arty Records

When Fang Sishen walked to the square in front of the library, he received a text message from Hu Yixin: "I have arrived at the gate of 'Xiaoxiao Building'."

It was just a text message on a mobile phone, and the words "Xiaoxiaolou" were also put in double quotation marks in a serious manner.Is this mild obsessive-compulsive disorder in writing an occupational disease caused by Jiaoguowenjiao, or is it a genetic disease of the Fang family?Although "Fang Yixin" was renamed "Hu Yixin" after his mother's surname, the two half-brothers and sisters are inexplicably similar in this regard.

Pressing the "Reply" button, I was about to ask where the so-called "Xiaoxiao Building" is located, when the second text message came: "That is the original 'Xuefu Restaurant'."

laughed.Such a good name, when did it change to the nondescript "Xiaoxiaolou"?Doing the math, since I entered the "Jiajin Bamboo and Silk Project" to make a living, and changed from a master's degree to a doctorate in the blink of an eye, I haven't had time to hang out for almost three years.In the end, I was fired by the expert group I belonged to, and I was depressed in the dormitory for two months.I don't know what's going on outside the window. A restaurant near the school has changed its name. It's normal not to know.

Exit the east gate and go south, and when you reach the crossroads, there will be a lot of traffic.The sound of cars and people's voices swept over like a rising tide, and the facial features that had been quiet for too long were not used to it.When I was dazzled, I heard a familiar voice shouting: "Brother! This way."

turn around.There is a row of golden characters obliquely in front: "International Hall of Jingshi University." On the right side of the glass revolving door below, there are three vermilion cursives: "Xiaoxiao Building".The younger sister was wearing an apricot yellow dress, half leaning on the plaque, smiling and waving at herself.

The siblings hadn't seen each other for a long time, seeing the smiling face of the younger sister, Fang Sishen unconsciously cheered up a lot.Go up, say hello, push down the door habitually, step aside, and ask the lady to go first.Hu Yixin walked in, and the inscription on the lower right side of the plaque appeared, which was the word "Bai Da", and one side of the chapter said "Ancient rare Yiyan descendants Sun An".

Fang Sishen glanced subconsciously and followed his sister in.Bai Yiyan is known as the master of calligraphy, and she is also approachable. The plaques and signboards with inscriptions are all over the capital.

Passing through the lobby and bypassing the elevator, an antique door with rolling eaves and hanging flowers suddenly appeared in front of you.The plaque on the forehead still bears the words "Xiaoxiaolou", but this time it is written horizontally, with the same signature.

There is a couplet on the left and right gateposts:

"Spirit is coming from the west, why don't you get drunk on the seat of Dongjun,

Famous flowers are beautiful in autumn, and the spring wine in the cup is particularly strong. "

Looking in, the red antique screen wall with a height of one person blocked the view. In front of the screen wall stood a half-meter-high statue of the God of Wealth on the altar table. At the foot of the God of Wealth was a huge porcelain vat of lotus flowers, which probably contained fish.The red Ruyi lamps on the electric candlesticks on both sides illuminate the God of Wealth with a smile on his face and his face is full of red light.

Fang Sishen touched his pocket subconsciously as the aroma of vegetables and wine wafted over.After three days of farewell, you should look at each other with admiration.With such a grand posture, today's Xiaoxiao Building is much higher grade than the Xuefu Restaurant, which was known as the back-up canteen of the Capital University in the past.He said to his sister, "Yi Xin, can we go to another place for dinner?"

"You don't have to ask. That's all."

Fang Sishen shook his head: "Please. Change to a more affordable place." He retreated as he spoke.Recently, I am really shy in my pocket, but it is inconvenient to tell my sister directly.

Hu Yixin held him back, not knowing whether to laugh or cry: "Brother! I have a free card!" Seeing that he was still hesitating, he simply took out a shiny gold card from his bag: "See? A VIP, worth 5000 yuan! Follow me Just put away your hypocritical machismo!" After finishing speaking, the high-heeled shoes "dumped" a few times, and went straight in.

——Fang Sishen is nicknamed "the last pure gentleman" of the National Academy of Beijing Normal University. He never asks the opposite sex to pay when he goes out, so Hu Yixin said this.

Seeing the gold card in the guest's hand, the foreman became extraordinarily dignified due to his hospitality.Usually, the guests who hold this kind of VIP card are either relatives or personal friends of the boss, so they must not be neglected.Hu Yixin sat down at the seat by the window, focusing on ordering food.When the waiter left, Fang Sishen looked at her: "Yixin, who gave you such an expensive consumer card?"

"He is the big boss of this 'Xiaoxiao Building'."

The elder brother felt a sense of responsibility, and Fang Sishen's expression became serious: "Why is the owner of the restaurant giving you 5000 yuan?"

"He thanked me for my help." Hu Yixin paused, then smiled, "Want to know what I did for him? You can guess."

The younger sister looked triumphant, and Fang Sishen remembered the plaque at the entrance of the restaurant: "The three words Bai Lao, it's you—"

Hu Yixin nodded: "Of course." Seeing that his face seemed to be hesitant, he added in a low voice, "You think I like doing this kind of thing? The boss here is a parent of a graduate who donated a building to Guoyi High School. The newcomer The headmaster somehow heard about my mother's relationship with the Bai family, and insisted that I ask for a signboard for him."

Bai Rui, Bai Yiyan's daughter, married Fang Minzhi, the second son of the Fang family, the uncle of Fang Sishen and Hu Yixin.The two are considered family friends.Hu Yixin's mother, Hu Mei, and her husband have turned against each other, but the sister-in-law and sister-in-law get along very well, and they are close friends with Bai Rui.

Fang Sishen said lightly: "Old Bai has always taught people tirelessly, so he will definitely not refuse."

Hu Yixin knew that his elder brother didn't think much of this elder who wrote inscriptions everywhere, so he didn't say much, he just said: "After Bai's sixtieth age, he concentrates on sorting out and carrying forward the national heritage, and most people don't accept it at all. I brought two boxes of things made by my mother. Mung bean crisps came to the door and begged the old man to inscribe the name of the study for his niece and granddaughter, so he got these three characters." Puchi smiled, "The old man asked whether it was Liu Sanbian's 'Xiaoxiao' from 'Xiaoxiao Evening Rain Sprinkling the River', or Huangfu Song's 'Night Boat Playing the flute in Yu Xiaoxiao's "Xiaoxiao"? I said I wanted to learn from Zheng Banqiao's "Xiaoxiao's sleeves are cold in the bag", and he wrote it right away. How could it be that the chapter of "Zi Sun An" was stamped? Not bad The owner of this family has no knowledge—anyway, being a descendant of Mr. Bai is not an insult to him."

Fang Sishen was overjoyed: "This deal is a good deal. Two boxes of mung bean cakes cost 5000 yuan."

Hu Yixin sneered: "What do you think! How can there be such a cheap thing? The boss of the National People's Congress gave Secretary Fan this amount—" He opened his palm and said, "It's ten times as much as mine, in cash. How could it go smoothly? .”

Fang Sishen was surprised: "Fan Youchang is so..." Even though he always speaks kindly and doesn't easily criticize people, he couldn't help but whisper, "So arrogant?"

"I heard from my mother that it is not easy for my aunts and cousins ​​to see the old man, but they are obedient to Secretary Fan. My family is far worse than an outsider."

At this time, the dishes came, and they were all served on gold-rimmed snowflake porcelain plates imitating the big inner style, so expensive that they didn't look like food.Fang Sishen asked to understand the ins and outs, so he held up his chopsticks calmly.While picking up vegetables, he sighed: "It's such a nourishing life to guard such a long-lived money tree." In front of my sister, I couldn't help speaking casually.

Hu Yixin took a bite of the food: "Don't worry about other people's housework, how are you doing?"

"It's not the same."

"What was it like in the old days?"

"That's not all that. Apart from attending classes, it's just doing long-term work for others, looking up materials, copying rubbings, scanning, copying, tabulating, typing..."

Hu Yixin put down his chopsticks: "Fang Sishen, liars and liars will be careful to pull out their tongues." After finishing speaking, he took out a few newspapers and two magazines from his bag, flipped them open, "What's going on?"

Fang Sishen looked down, and several lines of headlines overlapped each other:

"Small Doctor Reveals Shocking Inside Story, Big Expert Denounces Nonsensical Lies——Famous Professor of National College of Beijing Normal University Refutes False Rumors of "Jiajin Bamboo and Silk Project"";

"Li Gui counterfeited and arrested Li Kui: A doctoral student who participated in the "Golden Silk" project vented his personal anger and forged bamboo slips to falsely accuse his fellow students";

"Looking at the Integrity Crisis of Contemporary Scholars from the Perjury and Rumors of the "Golden Silk" Project"

"Hsinchu Slips or Old Bamboo Slips, First Ask Real Tomb or Fake Tomb";

"The "Golden Silk" Engineering Expert Group: There is indeed a phenomenon of mixed good and bad researchers——Insinuated that Professor Fang Duzhi, the chief expert of the project, used his power to pave the way for his son";

"Only with Background Can You Tell the Truth: Who Is Fang Sishen?" ";

"Brothers Fighting Tigers, Father and Son Soldiers in Battle—Let's See How Fang's Father and Son Use Public Weapons for Private Use"

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Although he guessed that this was the case, when he really faced the public opinion, he was still a little dizzy from shock.Fang Sishen pretended to be calm, and stretched out his hand to look through "Xuelin Digest", "National Classic Spring and Autumn" and so on in May and June.With a strong smile: "The media likes to exaggerate, why..."

"What about this one?" Hu Yixin was reluctant, took out another magazine, opened it and put it in front of him.

I saw the mark on the header: "Journal of Humanities, National Higher School of Humanities, Republic 57, Lunar calendar [-], Western calendar [-], July issue".The headline of the article on this page is "Interim Report on the "Jiajin Bamboo and Silk Project", the speaker: Fang Duzhi, chief expert of the project and dean of the National Institute of Humanities.

A line of words in the middle was circled by Hu Yixin with a red pen: "Continue to standardize the assessment system for project participants, and resolutely reject those who are not professional and academic."

Fang Sishen continued to laugh: "It's just a scene..."

"Don't fool me!" Hu Yixin slapped the table, "I called your college to ask, what kind of broken project did you get expelled three months ago, and the National Academy got worse, and then canceled your 'Guo Peisheng' Qualifications. What do you rely on for food now? Seeing that school is about to start, and there is no "Guo Peisheng" imperial food, where will the tuition fees for next year be? Don't tell me to ask your father for it. Your father and son have not spoken for several years? Hmm Is it possible that you plan to distribute leaflets on the street, teach little kids, be a gunman for others, or go to Liyu Alley to comfort middle-aged aunts? You still don’t understand what he means? Hmph! Professor Fang killed relatives righteously! He only cares about climbing up, and doesn't care whether his son lives or dies..."

——Since his parents divorced, Hu Yixin has always called Fang Duzhi "your father".As for Liyu Hutong, it is a famous Fenghua Street in the capital.

Fang Sishen always felt terrified when he saw a woman go crazy, not to mention the lady sitting across from him who was going crazy in such a high-class place, she blushed with embarrassment: "Yixin, please keep your voice down!"

After a moment of silence, he slowly said: "It has nothing to do with him. There are hundreds of engineering photon projects. Before this matter was revealed, he didn't even know that I was in it. Besides, although he is the chief expert of engineering, he can't manage the second-level projects. The personnel arrangement of an intern in the research group. This is my own business. It is already annoying for others to catch up with others, and you are also talking nonsense!"

It took a lot of effort to adjust his mood, Fang Sishen was also a little impetuous after being picked on by his sister, and his tone was severe when he said it.

Hu Yixin fell silent.After a while, he lowered his voice and asked, "Are those bamboo slips fake?"

Fang Sishen snorted softly: "It's not fake, white jade is the horse for gold."

Hu Yixin blinked, knowing the importance of the matter, and asked, "Then how much money do you have?"

The younger sister asked the truth, and the older brother felt shy: "Well, there are still more than 100 in the card, I want to... find a familiar senior brother to ask for some work..."

"Who else is willing to give you work now?"

"If you don't sign, there will always be a shortage of manpower..."

"I have a ready-made one here, can you do it?"

Fang Sishen was very surprised: "Huh?"

Hu Yixin picked up the vegetables on the plate, and a cluster of golden chrysanthemums loomed in the middle of the plate: "Why, outsiders can ask for it, but my own family can't ask for it?"

The younger sister's knife-mouthed bean curd heart, this is a special delivery of charcoal in the snow, Fang Sishen asked obediently: "Tell me, what kind of work is it?"

Hu Yixin put down his chopsticks and started from the beginning: "You should have heard that last year the Department of Education clamored to popularize Chinese studies in the field of basic education. Taking public key high schools in various states as pilots, the implementation of Chinese school-based curriculum was included in the pioneering talent training plan for this century. Therefore, we Since the last academic year, the school has offered an elective course of Chinese studies in the first year of high school. In the second academic year, that is, the next semester, when entering the stage of special research and thesis writing, it is necessary to hire an outside expert as a tutor."

The popularization of Chinese studies in the field of basic education, and the "Jiajin Bamboo and Silk Project" started three years ago with the goal of re-establishing the written history of the Xia people, are all concrete manifestations of the revitalization of Chinese studies in the context of the revival of Chinese studies in recent years.Fang Sishen nodded and said hesitantly, "I'm not an expert. Besides..."

"The dignified Ph.D. from the Academy of Chinese Studies of Jingshi University, isn't he considered an expert? A really well-ranked expert, who has the spare time to go to middle school to coax little kids?"

Hu Yixin rolled up the newspapers and magazines on the table, and stuffed them back into his bag casually: "If you are worried about the impact of this matter, you don't need to. Except people in the circle, who will read these sour articles? Don't say you are Fang Sishen, it is Fang Duzhi Bai Yiyan is here, who do the common people recognize? Don’t look at yourself there! Elective courses are half a day every Saturday morning, three hours, 100 yuan per hour; there is a week or so of cultural gatherings during the winter vacation, you have to follow; the teacher at the end of the course Lectures and student papers are said to be published in a collection, which can be counted as the results of major national educational and scientific research projects..."

After Balabala finished speaking, Hu Yixin stared and said firmly, "Do you want to do it?"

Fang Sishen nodded subconsciously: "Do it!" He immediately regretted, "But, I'm not good at dealing with children..."

"I'm 17 years old in the second year of high school. I'm not considered a child. I really like those who are willing to take courses. Just go for it."

Fang Sishen was muttering, "I don't know who just said something like 'coaxing the little kid'..." Then he heard his sister say: "I will lend you the tuition first, and you will pay three to seven for the monthly class hours, which will be paid off in about a year." , how?" He nodded quickly.

Then exchange some details, and the meal gradually comes to an end.Hu Yixin waved the gold card and asked the waiter to pay the bill. After a while, the foreman returned the card himself.At the same time, he handed a folding fan to each of the two distinguished guests: "This is a small souvenir from our restaurant for customers who dine. Welcome to come again next time."

Fang Sishen said thank you, opened the fan and saw that the bamboo bone silk surface of the fan was actually quite well made.The design is Wu Lixian's clay gold chrysanthemum, and the inscribed poem says: "Qingshuang is honored to invite Tao Ling, but Suyan has no chance to meet Lin Shu." Unconsciously, he smiled at the head waiter: "The souvenirs from your hotel are really elegant."

The head waiter was a little satisfied: "It's good if you and your lady like it. Our restaurant is one of the hundreds of cultural themed restaurants in Beijing. With the theme of chrysanthemum and autumn fragrance, it has been on XSB-TV (XiaTV, the official cable TV company of Daxia) three times." "Broadcast" for short) Travel Channel's food column. The names of the private rooms are all ancient poems related to autumn and chrysanthemums, such as 'Dongli Bajiu Xuan', 'Shouyue Qingshuang Terrace', 'Xianjuan Xifeng Pavilion', ' Hanfang Garden outside the threshold', 'Qiu Xin Su Se Zhai', 'You Yan Lu Hua Ju'..."

The foreman's business is very good, and the name of the specialty dishes on the shop plaques are numerous.After finally waiting for her to finish speaking, the two walked out of the majestic hanging flower door, Hu Yixin leaned the golden chrysanthemum folding fan on his waist, and laughed.

Many people in the hall looked sideways, Fang Sishen stood a few steps away and stood aside.

Laughing enough, Miss Hu turned around and pointed to the couplet at the door, and sighed: "At the beginning, I suggested to use 'all the city is full of golden armor, and a single branch of Baiyutang' is not only suitable for its theme of 'chrysanthemum color and autumn fragrance', but also worthy of the That God of Wealth. Who would have thought that their boss had a bit of a heart, insisting that Huang Jinjia was not something he could afford as a businessman, puff! Haha..."

Laughing all the way to the curb, Fang Sishen knew that his sister had always been a bit nervous, so he didn't pursue it, so the brother and sister said goodbye at the intersection.