After a few people chatted, Old Man Qi had basically "retreated" to the second line, and the two old professors began to ask questions in turn, and they all answered these fat brothers one by one.

"Mr. Zhou, is the anonymous ancient book you just mentioned still there?

Dean Bai threw out a question that everyone wanted to know, and after speaking, everyone looked at the fat brother nervously, knowing that not all literati are willing to share this kind of private collection.

The fat brother spread his hands: "It's a pity that I lost it on the way to move several times." ”

Several people were sorry when they heard it, it didn't matter if they were really lost, they only knew that they didn't have the opportunity to see this lone book.

"In that case, are there any other works with the name of Jiang Chengzi recorded in the ancient books?"

One of the old professors said urgently.

If it can be confirmed that there is indeed a "new" word plate of "Jiangchengzi", it will be a major discovery in the course of the study of ancient Chinese poetry and culture, and it will also provide new ideas and inspiration for those who are engaged in literary research.

"Of course. ”

The fat brother breathed a sigh of relief and said, the more they asked, the more professional they became, this thing was going to be unbearable, so it was good to change the topic.

The fat brother stood up and paced slowly back and forth in the office, frowning slightly, not looking like reciting poems, but like preparing to compose poems.

Seeing this, several people didn't dare to come out, for fear of interrupting his train of thought, their eyes followed him in the office, "Mr. Zhou" coughed lightly twice, his eyebrows stretched out, and the old professor hurriedly prepared paper and pen to prepare for the record.

"Jiangchengzi Mizhou hunting:

The old man chatted about the boyish madness, the left led Huang, the right Qingcang, the brocade hat and the mink Qiu, and the thousand horses rolled Pinggang. In order to repay the city, follow the Taishou, shoot the tiger in person, and watch Sun Lang.

The wine is still open. The temples are slightly frosty, so what's the matter! In the clouds, when will Feng Tang be sent to hold the bow like a full moon, look northwest, and shoot the wolf. ”

"Good!"

The old professor stood up and applauded loudly.

Other people are also fascinated, just by the words, you can see how kind of spirit this "old man" is!

"The whole word is crazy, there is no lack of impassioned indignation, the atmosphere is magnificent, contrary to the weak style of the poem you gave to Qi Lao, full of masculine beauty, good words, good words!"

Dean Bai couldn't help but praise, he knew that Gumi Prefecture was in what is now Shandong, and the official name appeared in the words, it was easy to match with historical figures, and he didn't believe that Zhou would be able to make up such poems.

"Is there anything else, is there still one!"

The other two old professors didn't care so much, their eyes were like drunks who had just drunk and looked at the shopkeeper, full of longing and anticipation.

"Yes! Jiangchengzi Xicheng Yangliu Lane Chunrou:

The willows in the west city make the spring soft, and the tears are difficult to collect. I still remember the affection, and I once returned to the boat. Biye Zhuqiao was a day of events, people were gone, and the water was empty.

Shaohua does not stay for teenagers, hates leisurely, when will it rest? The spring river is full of tears, inexhaustible, and many sorrows. ”

"Also, Jiangchengzi Phoenix Mountain is raining and sunny ......"

"Jiangchengzi Spring ......"

The fat brother memorized seven or eight songs in one breath, and the more they listened, the more shocked they became, the more they listened, the more they were shocked, these words have different styles, or graceful, or masculine, it can't be made by the same person, at this time, they already believe in the name of Jiang Chengzi that Zhou Ran said.

After talking for a while, the fat brother was a little dry-mouthed, and he took a sip of the cold cup of tea on the table, and Dean Bai seemed to be a little excited, and after the fat brother finished drinking the tea, he looked at him "affectionately" and said solemnly: "Mr. Zhou, are you interested in serving in our Faculty of Arts?"

The fat brother was dumbfounded, and only after a while did he squeeze out a sentence: "What?"

…………

In his opinion, this is a win-win good thing for you and the Faculty of Letters, and once this matter is confirmed, then this is your glory, and it is also the glory of the Faculty of Liberal Arts of Beijing University. ”

On the way back, Old Man Qi explained the fat brother's confusion.

Dean Bai did not ask the fat brother to reply on the spot, and he also made it clear that the fat brother was just a visiting professor, the kind that was not included in the establishment, to put it bluntly, it was to facilitate him to publicize the cooperation between the two sides to find a reason, and the fat brother could go back and think about it.

"So what's in it for me?"

The fat brother said with a puzzled expression.

"It's an honor. ”

Old Man Qi said seriously.

After a few seconds, the fat brother saw that Old Man Qi was silent, and said in disbelief: "No?"

"Then what else do you want? This honor represents that your talent is recognized by the top universities in China, and no one in this circle will dare to underestimate you in the future, everyone will sell you face, and if you publish a book in the future, the publisher may be able to give you one or two more points......

When talking about the publisher, Old Man Qi looked around and lowered his volume, as if he was saying something amazing.

"Oh, I see. ”

The fat brother nodded, the co-author is a false name, how could he run to mix with their so-called literati circle, and he still doesn't understand any of them in the entertainment industry and game circle.

"It's good that you think it through yourself, you don't have to think about me. ”

Old Man Qi said with a smile, the fat brother originally wanted to send him back to the hotel, but the old man Qi refused to let him, saying that he lived close and wanted to walk around, but before leaving, he handed one of the two cardboard tubes on his back to the fat brother.

"What is this?"

The fat brother took it and said suspiciously.

"Come and don't be rude, thank you for the song Jiang Chengzi you gave me, my gift is not worth mentioning in comparison, but it is also my heart, I hope you don't dislike it. ”

As soon as the fat brother heard that it was a gift for himself, he just excused himself, and the old man Qi took two steps back, then turned around, raised his hand and shook it as he walked, even if it was goodbye.

"Heh, this old man, it's quite foreign, I've watched too many idol dramas of the domineering president. ”

The fat brother couldn't help laughing when he saw this, thinking that although Old Man Qi had a straight face every day, he was actually quite cute.

…………

"Ding Dong!"

"I didn't have a key with me!"

Han Yuyun glared at this lazy guy with "hatred", but still helped him hand over the slippers and took the things in his hand.

"What is this?"

Han Yuyun took the cardboard tube, curious about what was inside.

"I don't know, you take it apart and take a look. ”

The fat brother said casually.

"You picked it up on the side of the road, and you don't know what you got back?"

Han Yuyun didn't have a good airway, but she still obediently unsealed the paper tube and pulled out the contents of it.

"Jiangcheng Midnight Dream: Ten years of life and death, unforgettable...... Isn't this the poem you gave to Old Man Qi?"

Han Yuyun is the fat brother's "little fan sister", of course, I remember the graffiti work that the fat brother splashed ink in the Pengcheng bookstore at that time.

"This old man can't just transcribe it and give it back to me as a gift, right?"

The fat brother hurriedly took a look, isn't it!

It's just that a sentence was added in the leftmost blank space: Gift Zhou, otherwise, there is also a "Qi Da Handbook", stamped with a small red clay seal.

"Originally, Old Man Qi's real name was Qi Da, no wonder he never mentioned his real name. ”

The fat brother sighed with a look of hindsight.

"Illiterate! It's Qi Dashou! And they usually don't have their real names. ”

Han Yuyun glanced at the goods.

"Qi Dashou, this name is not good, and write a word for me and use a stage name, this is too insincere, right?"

"Eh, where are you going, daughter-in-law?"

"Stop nagging?"

Seeing Han Yuyun roll her eyes, she turned her head and went upstairs to herself, and the fat brother hurriedly shouted behind.

"I'm afraid you've lowered my IQ. ”

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