On the open day of Rongcheng Museum, as a reception, it was a volunteer for the summer social practice organized by the Youth League Committee of Rongcheng No. 10 Middle School.

The Rongcheng Museum, built with the purpose of "leaving the best part of the city to the museum", is located on the west side of the city center, facing the central square in the heart of the city, and the main road in the city center is full of traffic, which can be described as a "well" and orderly.

In the distance are various landmark buildings, solemn in the sunset of the museum, although in the center of the city, but as if independent of the hustle and bustle, quite a kind of "settled in the human realm, without the noise of cars and horses" artistic conception.

The open day was coming to an end, and each of the volunteers who had been busy all day received a boxed lunch.

Dressed in a white volunteer uniform with sky blue stripes, Jiang Hongshao sat on the steps with a newspaper cushion, eating a boxed lunch flat on her lap, occasionally picking up the juice next to her and taking a sip, looking up at the slightly higher steps of the museum, it seemed that she could see everything about the city.

Densely packed with buildings, flocks of birds flying in the sky with dark goldfish scales, the city showed a magnificent and hidden side to her eyes.

A few floors down the stairs is a place where many volunteers gather, and the laughter of men and women can be heard. And among the boys and girls below, there are also many people who peek a few times at her place above from time to time.

After eating, putting the lunch box in the recycled pocket, Jiang Hongshao came to Zhang Ting, the vice principal in charge of event coordination.

Facing Jiang Hongshao, Zhang Ting still has the signature gentle smile, but between those who are quiet, there is just the right amount of care, "Hongshao, you explained very well today, I listened to the part of Zhang Daqian's painting exhibition, it is very fascinating, I can see that I have put a lot of effort before, I have worked hard, I will leave the cleaning after the volunteer activities to others, you go back early, your mother is so busy with work, go back early to make her feel at ease." ”

"It's out of the way, Mr. Zhang, there's something I want to ask you to help with, of course, it's within your responsibility. ”

Zhang Ting was stunned and said, "I know your Aunt Chen Huiyan, don't call me a teacher like this, if you want, call me Aunt Zhang...... What's the matter?"

Jiang Hongshao nodded, "I have a classmate who has been transferred to No. 10 Middle School, and there should be no shift arranged yet, because he is not familiar with No. 10 Middle School, and hopes to find me to help him transfer to our class, so that he can help him adapt to the environment as soon as possible." ”

"Oooh...... This is a small problem. What's the name of your classmate, I'll go back and arrange it. ”

"I came in through a transfer exam, and it's called ...... Cheng Ran. ”

"It's a good idea to help your classmates get acquainted with the school where they are studying. It's called Cheng Ran, okay...... I went back and said to the teacher. ”

Jiang Hongshao nodded obediently and said, "Then thank you" and said goodbye to Zhang Ting.

When Jiang Hongshao walked away, Zhang Ting was thoughtful.

Scold...... It's a boy's name.

That's how she felt when she first heard the name.

......

"It's a social practice...... Are you explaining in Zhang Daqian's painting museum?" In the routine phone call with Jiang Hongshao, Cheng Ran learned about the volunteer docent activities that Jiang Hongshao participated in, and Cheng Ran also sighed, "The national model high school is different, very tall...... Like Shanhai No. 1 Middle School or something, don't think about this kind of activity. ”

"How can there be a tall ...... There weren't many volunteers, and the teachers were pulling in numbers everywhere, so I had to be an example, so I had to be pulled over. Jiang Hongshao muttered on the other end of the phone, "I admire Zhang Daqian's talent very much, but I am really a little broken about his behavior of inputting on Dunhuang murals." ”

"In our textbooks, when we mention some accomplished historical figures, we always describe these people as lofty and comprehensive, and we always want people to see the truth of life in some artists, scientists, writers, or politicians and military strategists...... In fact, on the contrary, people with high artistic attainments do not necessarily have high virtues, military strategists who can fight wars may also betray the country with ambitions, and the private lives of writers and scholars are chaotic, and politicians are even more duplicitous...... Some people are masters and giants on the one hand, and they may be children and dwarfs on the other hand, just like Master Zhang's destruction of national treasures, and more like the ignorance and fearlessness of children who see their favorite things and ignore them. ”

"Well, you're saying that's great!" Jiang Hongshao said.

Cheng Ran smiled dumbly, "Don't blindly brag about ......"

Then Jiang Hongshao's shallow laughter came from the other end of the phone.

"Is there any good truth...... Tell me more...... I love to hear your reasoning. ”

Cheng Ran: "......"

"It's okay to talk about it slowly if you have the chance. ”

A soft voice came from the other end of the line, "Okay." ”

Cheng Ran thought for a while and said, "School has started, and you can resume sending letters again." ”

"Yes......"

"By then...... I've got you covered. The corners of Cheng Ran's mouth raised, and there was always an evil sense that the conspiracy was about to succeed.

"Is it to send something?" Jiang Hongshao smiled, "That's right, I'm going to ...... A surprise for you. ”

Well?

Cheng Ran was full of doubts, "What, you won't send some pranks to unpack and fix people, right?"

"No, no, no, how can it be so boring...... When the time comes...... If you don't know......"

Cheng Ran wanted to say that he might not be able to receive things when school started, but after thinking about it, if Lao Jiang wanted to send something over, he could ask Yu Xiao to help him forward it, which was not a big problem.

I also doubt that Lao Jiang will know that he will move, after all, the disciples of the big courtyard already know about this matter, but Jiang Hongshao's contact with the people in the courtyard was all through writing letters before, and she did not leave her home phone number to anyone other than him. Cheng Ran had made a phone call before, and Jiang Hongshao had not contacted anyone in the compound since she left Shanhai...... And it seems that he has been busy with his own affairs recently, so he has no such thoughts......

After thinking about it again, Cheng Ran still put his mind at ease.

But it still piqued curiosity...... What is it?

......

The Zhuanhua River Courtyard is a small detached house arranged along the river, with birds singing and flowers. In the backyard of one of the villas here, facing the Qinghe River, there is a coffee table, a few chairs, two women with a rather elegant temperament, sitting in the shade of a tree, a delicate bone china teapot on the coffee table, two tea cups, is the best black tea.

The woman named Chen Huiyan said to the woman who was the owner of the courtyard here, "I like you here, it's clean, and there are no outsiders, sometimes it's good for the two of us to chat...... Weiwei, at this Standing Committee, has the strategy of the Shahe River improvement project and the westward expansion of the south? If you have a little faith and do you know how many billionaires you may create in the future? Don't you want to have your best sister and me?"

The hostess smiled slightly, "Mr. Chen is making your international joke again...... The Shahe River remediation project, which was proposed many years earlier, is the same as the westward expansion to the south, just look at the landing range of some incubators and key cultivation projects, you can understand the government's trend...... I don't believe in your tentacles Mr. Chen, you can't collect this information? Come and make fun of me, as for the billionaire, where is this only in your vision...... Mr. Chen's ambition is probably not just to make this money. ”

"Small doors, small households, not so big pursuit, small wealth is peace, hehe......"

Chen Huiyan smiled freely, remembered something, and said, "By the way, I heard that Hong Peony recently came forward and entrusted a teacher from their school...... Helped transfer a transfer student to her class. This is really unprecedented...... Red Peony and this boy seem to have a good relationship?"

"Whew. ”

The hostess of the annex put down the black teacup in her hand, which was printed out like a mold with Jiang Hongshao, with long eyes, and squinted gently.

“...... Oh!?"

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There is one more chapter to be added tomorrow.