Arty Records

Fang Sishen did not see Jiang Caiyun come to the office again until Wednesday morning.The girl looked at herself frequently, her eyes were concerned and worried.He had already received a call from Hong Xinyao last night, saying that he had apologized, and the other party also promised to help keep it secret.After thinking about it, I probably know why she has such an expression, but I can't explain it.Taking advantage of the gap between asking questions, he said softly: "The morning before yesterday, were you all right?"

The girl blushed and almost gritted her teeth: "It's okay. Don't get me wrong, I have nothing to do with him, I just don't like him."

Hong Xinyao's damn bastard not only made himself ashamed in front of Teacher Fang, but also slapped him on the spur of the moment, and now the rumors are flying all over the sky, making people so annoying that they can't explain it.Originally, Sun Qianqian made a big fuss at the National Academy last semester, and everyone still remembers it fresh. I don't want Young Master Hong to contribute new explosive materials without stopping for a few months.Being slapped by women in public one after another is an unprecedented record.In just a few days, someone secretly gave it an honorable title: "Red Double Ring", nicknamed "Second Cannon".

Of course Fang Sishen didn't know about these things, seeing Jiang Caiyun like this, he could only sigh secretly and put it aside for the time being.

This week he lives in a courtyard house, and the work he needs to do is stored in the computer, but it only takes two stops, and it takes only three to 10 minutes to walk, which saves him even taking the bus.Hong Xinyao was really busy, so he never came, even at school, he disappeared after class.Of course, there is at least one call a day.Listen to the movement on the other end, sometimes on the road, sometimes like a meeting break, sometimes in a social place.Fang Sishen seldom calls. First, it is a long-term habit. Second, he knows that his schedule is completely different from his own. The current mode is very suitable.

It's just that on Thursday night, my sour eyes temporarily moved away from the computer screen, and the bamboo shadows of the moonlight were projected on the glass window at the same time. Maybe because it was too quiet, I suddenly wanted to hear that song that was often not very serious, even a little An idle voice.He took out his mobile phone and looked at it for a while, but he still didn't dial it. He looked up at the window.This night was in the middle of the Lunar month, when a full moon shone brightly in the sky, Chang'e Jade Rabbit seemed to be sleeping on the backside.

Just as he was watching, the phone rang.

"What are you doing?"

There was a faint playful and rambunctious laughter, probably from some sensual place.

"Look at the moon."

The background music gradually faded away, and the sound of opening the window was heard.

"Hey, really, this moon is big and round, so fucking beautiful!"

Neither of them spoke for a while.

"Well, I have to go, you go to bed early."

"Well, be careful yourself."

When the phone was hung up, Fang Sishen thought of a word: lovesickness.

He got up and put on a thin coat, and went for a stroll in the yard.Seeing two people sitting by the stone table under the gourd stand, they stopped.Just as he was about to turn around, Mrs. Qiu saw him: "Xiao Fang, come and have a seat with us."

When he got closer, he introduced the person next to him: "This is my friend, and also a client of Young Master Hong, Ms. He."

As soon as Fang Sishen heard it, he knew that he was a descendant of Xia who had returned from overseas.When we greeted each other, by the moonlight and the lamp under the porch, I saw that Ms. He had a typical oriental face, and she looked very dignified.Like Mrs. Qiu, she doesn't look too old to tell her age, her temperament is sharper, but her expression is easy-going and friendly.

We have introduced each other and know that Ms. He has bought a courtyard house here, so I will stay for a few days if I have the opportunity.Mrs. Qiu refused to leave her post without permission, so she invited her to come over from time to time.

"The snow buds we drink, what do you drink? Will drinking tea at night affect sleep?"

"It doesn't matter if it's lighter, I'm sorry to trouble you, I'll do it myself." Fang Sishen took the things from Mrs. Qiu's hand.

Ms. He sighed: "It's good to be young. Old ladies like us can't fall asleep even after taking sleeping pills."

"You two are so...beautiful and graceful, how can you be called an old lady?" Fang Sishen spoke the truth, naturally and sincerely.

Receiving the compliments from the handsome young men, the ladies made no secret of their complacency and laughed very happily.

The two ladies are both top-notch in knowledge and cultivation, and Fang Sishen treats a natural gentleman of the opposite sex. The three of them enjoy the moon, drink tea, and talk about the world without any barriers, and they are happy and comfortable.

The next morning, Fang Sishen went to the yard to watch flowers and birds to change his mind. Mrs. Qiu stood on the steps of the west wing and asked, "Xiao Fang, can Shannon have dinner here at noon?" Shannon is Ms. He's name in Western .She laughed again, "It's definitely not for nothing. Every bite she ate would have to be doubled by Young Master Hong."

Fang Sishen replied, "Of course no problem." Seeing Mrs. Qiu's smile had something to do with it, she blushed, and quickly retreated, "I'll go in first."

Going back to the study and sitting down, I suddenly thought, if a person like Mrs. Qiu hadn't known the inside story, she would never have expected to work under him.Then he thought, not to mention anything else, as far as he came into contact with, the way he saw people and used them was innately sharp and sophisticated.With a faint smile, people are really incomparable.Thinking of this, he gave up and bowed his head to do his own thing.

The three of them had dinner at noon, and the conversation during the dinner naturally revolved around Jiangnan cuisine.Ms. He's ancestry is from Jiangnan, but before the Republic of China, her grandfather's generation emigrated overseas, so she was born and raised abroad.Just because the elders in the family stick to the customs of their homeland and have been influenced since childhood, they naturally cultivated the style of blending East and West.After retirement, I have free time, and I can't resist the fascination for my hometown. I came back last year, but now I almost run on both sides.

At this point in the conversation, people won't go into details, and of course Fang Sishen won't ask.There are quite a lot of topics that can be exchanged between the two sides, and the meal was very enjoyable.Fang Sishen has a very good impression of Ms. He, she can get close with her intuition, and she is not at all cautious about interacting with strangers.

Ms. He and Mrs. Qiu are close to each other, and Fang Hong knows the relationship between them well.She had dealt with Hong Xinyao before, even though she thought she was young and promising, she still didn't expect that the one he chose would be such a character, truly worthy of being a modest gentleman, as gentle as jade.The rating of Young Master Hong couldn't help but go up a notch in his heart.

When he got home at night, Fang Duzhi called his son into the study, pointed to a few small iron boxes on the table: "Remember to take it with you when you go back to school, the old man's souvenirs for the defense committee."

It is the minimum practice to invite the teachers to have a meal after the dissertation defense.Fang Sishen knew about this, and had already set aside a sum of money from his living expenses.As for the others, it depends purely on the "filial piety" of the students.Those who are filial will come to the door in advance when the thesis is submitted for review, and present their hearts.It is also common practice to give a souvenir at the thank you banquet.The level of the banquet, of course, varies greatly.After all, at the stage of getting a Ph.D., the graduation thesis defense is far from the end, but the starting point of entering the industry. As long as it is within our ability, we will try our best to invest as much as possible.

Seeing his son standing still, Fang Duzhi said again: "I know that most of the people Hua Dading is looking for don't care about this, but this is the custom, and it's more polite. It doesn't matter if young people are ignorant, your father and I have to be ignorant—— An old guy, who doesn't know that you are my son? A little good tea, not much, not much money, just meaning."

Fang Sishen couldn't say anything except being moved.He picked up the box and put it in his schoolbag: "Thank you, Dad."

"There is still a set of clothes, in your locker, try to see if it fits. You can wear it on the defense day, and you can wear it at the graduation ceremony—what date is your graduation ceremony scheduled for?"

"I don't know yet." Fang Sishen asked with some expectation, "Are you coming to participate?"

Due to his status, Fang Duzhi almost never made public appearances with his son in the name of Fang Sishen's father at Beijing Normal University.

He pondered: "Not necessarily... Our college's graduation ceremony is scheduled for June No. 15, and I will go to Citigroup after that." At that time, Dean Fang was blinded by profit and forgot about his son's graduation ceremony, and now he couldn't help feeling a little regretful.

"As long as the time does not conflict, I will go."

Fang Sishen smiled: "Well, good." Then he remembered to ask, "Are you going to Citigroup?"

"Let's talk about a few projects. By the way, Xiao Si, do you still have contact with that foreign devil named Wei?" The tone was affirmative.

"Yes. But Dad, we are just friends. Besides, he has a boyfriend recently." Wei Deli received an email from Fang Sishen refusing the exchange quota, probably couldn't bear it anymore, and found an exchange student from Xiaguo to date.

Fang Duzhi snorted, noncommittal, and then urged his son to try on clothes.Fang Sishen seldom wears formal clothes, and when he wears them, his body involuntarily stiffens, a little restrained.However, his body proportions are perfect, his posture is tall and straight, and he is slightly thinner, making him look more slender and elegant.Stopping at the door of the study, Fang Duzhi couldn't move his eyes any longer.

"Dad, is it all right?" Wen Wenzhong was a little shy.

"Turn around and look behind."

Fang Sishen turned around according to the words, and didn't hear his father's comment for a long time, so he couldn't help turning his head: "How is it?"

Fang Duzhi said bitterly: "I am such a good son, I don't know who has been taken advantage of!" He actually said what he had been muttering in his heart countless times.

Fang Sishen was stunned for a moment, blushing and stuttering: "Dad, this is a bit too formal, let's forget about the defense, or, let's wear it for the graduation ceremony, I'll change it..." Fleeing back to his room, closing the door to work .

Before going to bed, I received a call from Hong Xinyao.The recent phone calls are relatively brief, without too much chatter, which is also obvious evidence that Young Master Hong is busy.

"I booked a private room in Xiaoxiao Building under your name, and I will reserve it until two o'clock next Friday at noon. If you are delayed, it doesn't matter if you are later." Because there are only classes on Fridays, Fang Sishen's defense will be scheduled for next week five in the morning.

"what?"

Hong Xinyao continued on his own and said, "You can just lead people in when the time comes. I've already ordered the menu, and they'll come to me for the checkout. Don't worry about it. Graduation season is starting, and you won't be able to grab a private room if you don't get a week in advance." Although the place is average, the advantage is that it is conveniently close. I originally planned to arrange it in Cuiwei Building, but my side is a bit messy now, and I will send a car to pick it up. ?” After talking about it, he actually sounded apologetic and begged for forgiveness.

Fang Sishen stammered again: "Well, I'm prepared, you don't have to..."

"At this time, why are you still distracted by these thoughts? If I don't arrange for you, who will arrange for you? How many times do I have to say it before you understand? This is what I am in front of you, and this is what I should do."

Fang Sishen was holding up his mobile phone in a daze, when he heard him say again: "I'll take a week of sick leave next week, don't worry, I'm not sick, I'm fine, but there are some things we need to take some time to deal with together."

Fang Sishen finally realized that he was unusually busy: "Why are you so busy recently?"

"Hehe..." The voice on the other end was suddenly lowered, with a triumphant and wicked tone, "I want to kick Hong Da back to my hometown while my dad is not free! Damn I can't get enough of this guy Angry!"

Fang Sishen didn't know what to say, so he could only tell: "Be careful..."

"It's okay, don't worry. I'm hanging up, you go to bed earlier."

Fang Sishen was lying on the bed, unable to sleep.With so many things happening in just a few months, it seems that the days are getting more and more deviated from the preset track in the past, and it is a bit veiled.I smiled to myself: In any case, fate is magical and life is wonderful.

On the last Friday of May, Fang Sishen defended his doctoral dissertation.The title of his thesis is "Collating and Supplementing the Pedigree of Alien Characters in Ancient Xia Wen".

The pedigree of ancient alien-shaped characters is the main content of Hua Dingsong's later years.When Hao Yi graduated, his dissertation was about sorting out the Warring States period.In the hands of Fang Sishen, for the past four years, he has put all his heart and soul into it, and all the tasks are all within this scope. His single-mindedness and proficiency in hard work have surpassed others for more than eight years. Many details have been added, and many omissions have been added.

After finishing the personal statement, Fang Sishen suddenly felt that the atmosphere was not right, why several professors were staring at him, but his advisor was drinking tea leisurely there.Before he could figure it out, he was overwhelmed by continuous questions.The five members of the defense committee each have their own expertise, as if they had made an agreement, they chose the questions they are best at.It may be broad, or detailed, or difficult, or cutting-edge, ranging from historical origins to basic strokes, broad enough to be recognized as narrow to a family's words, and Fang Sishen is attacked like a wheel battle without even a chance to catch his breath.

Especially the professor of the National Academy of Beijing Normal University, originally Hua Dingsong was unwilling to use it by himself. Unfortunately, an old friend fell ill, so he had to ask for a substitute from the National Academy. He was a young academic backbone who was less than fifty .It was this one of his own, who seemed to have an enmity with Fang Sishen, who had been extremely arrogant from the very beginning, relying on the fact that the other old men didn't know much Spanish, and tried his best to show off foreign theories.It's a pity that he didn't know. Looking at the Chinese Academy, in terms of professional Spanish literacy, Fang Sishen is second, but no one can think of it as the first.The foreign theory he showed off, that foreign devil Wei Deli had shown off to Fang Sishen more than once...

When the defense was over, Fang Sishen's back was all wet, and Hua Dingsong's whole face turned into a flower with a smile.

A group of people entered the Jingshi International Hall and arrived at the entrance of Xiaoxiao Building. As soon as Fang Sishen reported his name, the manager of the lobby greeted them in person and led them to the luxury box.

The price of the food and wine quickly went up, and several old men pointed at Hua Dingsong and laughed and scolded: "Old man, you are well-developed! You have a young apprentice who is so powerful and filial, and he is just here to annoy us."

Sitting on the side, Fang Sishen just smiled and didn't speak.Hua Dingsong patted him and pointed at him, so he felt better, took the bottle from the waiter, and poured wine for the teachers.Three of them brought their accompanying disciples, and they filled up one by one.Returning to Hua Dingsong, the old man looked at the bottle of 30-year-old blue-and-white Fenjiu, tugged on his apprentice's sleeve, and whispered, "You, or the sponsor?"

Fang Sishen answered with a calm smile, "Sponsors please."

"I'm relieved." Hua Dingsong raised his glass, "Come on, you're welcome..."

In the beginning, he was still concerned about his face and demeanor, and kept a little bit of politeness when he spoke.After drinking three cups, I only hear you arguing with each other, and no one agrees with the other.The professor of Gu Xiayu from Jingshi University was constantly provoked by a few old men to start the topic, and then booed by them in unison, and finally got up angrily: "Everyone, I have something else to do, let's go first."

Fang Sishen hurriedly sent it out, thanked, apologized, and presented a small souvenir, which made the professor look a little better.Send it to the lobby, and the students from the research group who came to help opened a table here, and immediately some sensible people came to help Fang Sishen give it away.

Back in the private room, I heard Hua Ding Songzheng speak out: "Guoxue, what is Guoxue? It is a false proposition at all! You say a country's inherent academics? Then let me ask you, does performing music and opera count? Why not? Open a Chinese drama class? Does fortune-telling and Fengshui count? Why doesn’t the National Academy open a great fairy class? The previous dynasty even called martial arts a national art. Why do they popularize it to the whole people? Do you think that if you put the word "national" on it, you will be smart? Then you will be promoted Is it? The ass can be used as a face or a hat?..."

Fang Sishen endured the laughter very hard.It happened that an old gentleman wanted to go to the bathroom, even though he brought his disciples with him, he got up and took him there together.Coming back again, Hua Dingsong was changing to the next topic: "...intellectuals? What is an intellectual? It is a false proposition at all! Do you know what a person is called an 'element'? Corrupt elements, corrupt elements, reactionary elements, Terrorist! This is a slur! What, you mean a person with knowledge? What is knowledge? Elementary school students still have knowledge! To have knowledge, you must also have skills, knowledge, culture, cultivation, thinking, and understanding Is it? At least with a little respect, everyone should be called a 'scholar'! Molecule," Hua Dingsong said while gesticulating, "You are just a small speck invisible to the naked eye in that big lump, you just don't treat people as people, Understand?……"

When Hua Dingsong finished spraying, the two-liter bottle of Fenjiu was almost finished.In view of the teacher's health, Fang Sishen only poured him a glass and didn't add any more.The topic turned to the prospect of the Gu Xia language major, and everyone in the room was dissatisfied with complaints, and the four old men made Hua Dading's young disciple fiercely jealous.At the end one of them sighed: "Old Ding, you have brought out two students in ten years, and I have only seen such a decent one in ten years. This is the way we are in this life, they still have to endure Wow……"

After the meal, the four old gentlemen had their own arrangements, said goodbye and left.Fang Sishen sent Hua Dingsong back to the nursing home and arranged for him to take a nap in the afternoon.Almost eighty people, very energetic when drinking and chatting, but eyelids fight afterward.Who knew they were all lying down, and suddenly wanted to get up again.Fang Sishen had no choice but to help him: "Teacher, what else can I do?"

After groping in the drawer for a long time, I found a bunch of keys: "Take some time these two days and go to Xiaobailou to help me pack some things. I won't be able to clean up in a while, so you just keep the keys, don't worry about giving them to me." Xu Xu urged After a while, I fell asleep.

Fang Sishen explained it to the nurse, and seeing that it was still early, he simply went back to school and went to the teacher's house to help him find things.On the way, I called my father to report on the defense, and asked for a weekend leave by the way.

Dean Fang was obviously too busy to take care of his son on weekends, so he moaned and moaned for a long time, and finally reluctantly agreed.

Fang Sishen found the few things Hua Dingsong had mentioned, and put them together.I felt that the teacher might want to come back to live during the Dragon Boat Festival, so I should clean up a little bit, so I started to do it.When Hong Xinyao called, he was sweeping the wall with a hat made of discarded newspapers.

"What are you doing?"

"Clean up."

"Why don't you take a break after you finish your defense and do some cleaning?"

"Anyway, it's still early..."

"Okay, I'll go find you now."

"Aren't you busy?"

"I've been free for two days."

"Well, I'm at the teacher's house. How about you bring me a long-handled broom for sweeping the ceiling?"