Diplomats also have days off, and seeing that the day of returning home is approaching day by day, Ji Mingzhen also seems to be much more relaxed.

Counselor Li hadn't asked himself for ideological and moral education for a long time, and his colleagues in the embassy thought that Ji Mingzhe would finally be in such a good mood when he could finally go home after so many years, so their attitude towards him became even kinder.

The atmosphere at work has been really good recently, Ji Mingzhen thought to himself.

The arrival of Si Fu is a very good thing for Ji Mingzhe, he has brought himself the most lacking thing.

That card, that is, money.

Si Fu didn't say anything, but someone must have told him something, and then Si Fu would give the money to Ji Mingzhe.

This is the so-called privilege that Ji Mingzhe once called, which has been lost for a long time, and is now being regained little by little.

It doesn't feel as good as I thought.

People are leaving, but the work that should be done still has to be done, even if it is a day off, Ji Mingzhe needs to meet a university professor.

That professor is probably a big name in the Seoul literary world, and his status is quite high.

The surname is Huang, Huang Yingdong.

Originally, his achievements and status should not have stayed in that university that was not very high-ranked, but Ji Mingzhe was not interested in the grievance story in it.

It is worth mentioning that Huang Yingdong was introduced to Ji Mingzhe by the principal of the high school where Xu Xian was, Ji Mingzhe can look at people, that Mr. Principal is a real person who is really obsessed with culture and art, and has nothing to do with the country, nothing to do with other worldly garbage things, Huang Yingdong is obviously this kind of person.

Ji Mingzhe is willing to contact this kind of person.

Because the purpose is pure.

Diplomacy, diplomacy, according to the words of the founding first Prime Minister and Minister of Foreign Affairs of the year, we are here to make friends.

Since they are friends, they can raise a glass to invite the bright moon, or they can climb high and look far away and talk about their opinions.

Many people know that Ji Mingzhe graduated from university at the age of eighteen and studied in London, so he is not very old.

Walking in the university, changing out of the slightly stern suit, Ji Mingzhen was no different from the college students passing by.

But there are still differences, Ji Mingzhen thought to himself that I was better looking than ordinary people.

Ji Mingzhe saw Huang Dongying by the lakeside in the depths of the university, the old professor was sitting on the stone chair, his hands on both sides of the crutches, his gray hair neatly combed behind his head, Ji Mingzhe stood quietly aside, bowing slightly.

The old professor slowly turned his head, looked at Ji Mingzhen and asked, "Counselor Ji?"

Ji Mingzhen nodded: "Hello, Professor Huang." ”

"Sit down. The old professor patted the empty seat next to the stone chair and said with a smile, "I have seen a lot of people from your country, they are not very good at bowing, if they are not comfortable, they don't need to, we can shake hands." ”

Ji Mingzhen smiled and sat down.

The old professor looked at Ji Mingzhe, and suddenly sighed: "When our two countries just established diplomatic relations, the positions were not as detailed as they are now, and many times one person took on many positions, but the ambassador I knew, well, how to say it, Wen Taowuluo." ”

"It is said that he was a civilian official from the army back then, and I was surprised at that time, could it be that it is because of the vast land and abundant resources that so many powerful people were born on that continent?"

The old professor patted his head, the wrinkles on his face were crowded together like a ravine, and he was laughing: "He doesn't like to bow either, unless he sees someone much older than himself, he will bend down out of respect for the elders." ”

"That's a man with a lot of self-esteem. ”

Ji Mingzhe quietly listened to Huang Dongying's words, thought about it and said: "It's because I've been kneeling for too many years, and after finally standing up, no one wants to kneel down anymore." ”

"The people of that era, crawling out of the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood, gave me the life of this bloodline today, they did not die, so they can continue to support the backbone of our nation. ”

"With them, we young people don't dare to do too badly. ”

"Even if it's just a bow?"

"In Chinese culture, bowing is also a very strict etiquette. Ji Mingzhen said.

The old professor looked at the calm lake again, and said lightly: "I actually don't like your country, it's about politics, let's not talk about it today, because it's very boring, but I always think it's only a hundred years, you have lost so many things, how long will it take to pick them up again?"

"What does the professor mean by throwing things away?" asked Ji Mingzhe.

"It's too much. ”

Ji Mingzhen smiled and said, "For example, a subject country?"

Anyone who knows a little bit of history knows that South Korea, including North Korea beyond the 38th parallel, was once a vassal state of the empire next to it.

It's not glamorous, and no one likes to be given this name, because it means being conquered.

In modern society, everyone's self-esteem is extremely strong, not to mention the extremely fragile and sensitive Korean people with extremely fragile national self-esteem, the old professor has experienced wars, experienced all the events of this country from being colonized to economic take-off, he is old enough, enough to have what he should have.

Even the president of this university had to respectfully salute the disciples when he saw the old professor, and then call the teacher.

The old man's protégés are all over the elite of this country, and there are really not many people who dare to talk to him like this.

So more things, he sees very openly, that is, he doesn't care.

The old professor just glanced at Ji Mingzhe and said with a smile: "The sharp-toothed boy Xiao Yan praised you very much on the phone, and at that time I was thinking, apart from qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, what else do you have that is worth impressing?"

Tatsuhiko was the name of the principal.

Ji Mingzhen said: "I don't just know piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. ”

"I can see it. ”

"I heard that when you were in Cambridge, you studied architecture. The old professor raised his crutches and pointed to a building on the other side of the lake and said, "I built it when I was young, what do you think?"

"From a professional point of view?" Ji Mingzhen asked.

"Yes. ”

"It's ugly, it's square and there's no beauty in it, it's not a classical building or a modern building, it's just a building. Ji Mingzhen continued, "But from the perspective of humanistic feelings, it is very beautiful." ”

The old professor was not annoyed at all, but asked with some joy, "Can you see it?"

"I can see that you are not a professional architect. Ji Mingzhen said, "But I can see that your pen is very hard, and it is said that you can read through the history of our country and all the rest." ”

"I think that building should be full of books. ”

The old professor listened, the more he listened, the happier he became, and after Ji Mingzhe finished speaking, he laughed heartily: "Yes, yes, that's the building I built, picture, the one you saw when you first came in was new, this old building was originally decided to be demolished when the school was renovated, and I insisted on staying." ”

As he spoke, the old professor pointed to the building, his face full of nostalgia: "When I was young, all my time was put there, but now it has become an antique, no one goes, no one goes." ”

The old professor took out a cigarette case from his pocket and lit one, and then handed the lighter to Ji Mingzhe along the way.

"I don't smoke. Ji Mingzhen politely refused.

"Really?" said the old professor, tucking the cigarette case back into his pocket, "there aren't many young people who don't smoke these days. ”

Taking a deep breath of cigarette, the old professor slowly exhaled the smoke and said, "I came to you today just to chat, but after only talking for so long, I believe in Xiao Yan's words, you are very good." ”

Ji Mingzhen still smiled and didn't speak.

"You are very similar to the ambassador I know, but he only stayed here for three years before he left, and it is said that after returning to China, he rose to a high position, and a few years ago I heard that he also retired to retire and prepare to retire for the rest of his life. The old professor's expression was a little gloomy, he was too old, and there were fewer and fewer old people around him, so that he only remembered a certain shining point in the occasion, and he remembered it until now.

The old professor extinguished his cigarette: "I don't know how that gentleman is doing now." ”

"Oh yes, it's a coincidence that he also has the surname Ji. ”

Ji Mingzhe was silent for a while, and then said: "He really sat in a very high position, and I also heard that he has a good reputation, and there are countless famous disciples, and now he should like fishing and writing, and he usually boils fish soup by himself, which tastes very fragrant." ”

"It's just that I haven't been back for many years, and I don't know how he is now, but his body should be quite strong. ”

The old professor looked at Ji Mingzhe, and his cloudy eyes gradually brightened.

Ji Mingzhen also smiled, and then said, "You guessed right, that is my grandfather." ”

The old professor's gray hair was raised in the wind, and then it was combed back to the back of his head, and he laughed out loud.

The small yellow flowers at the feet of the old man were swaying in the wind, and Ji Mingzhe realized that the stone chair was placed among the grass, and there were naturally countless wildflowers blooming in this season.

It's not that precious, it's still beautiful.

"Life, this is really life. ”

After a long time, the old professor stopped laughing, looked at the students on the other side of the lake who bowed respectfully after seeing him from a distance, and said to Ji Mingzhe: "If it is possible, I am going to visit." ”

"My Chinese is very good, my English is also very good, and I think the same is true for that person. ”

"Well, it's not too early. The old professor stood up on crutches and said to Ji Mingzhen with a smile, "Xiao Yan said that you are very good at class, and I will also go to a class today, just on the grass in front of me, it is not easy to talk when I am old, so it is good for you to help when the time comes." ”

Ji Mingzhe naturally supported the old professor.

He was indeed a respectable old man.

Over the years, he has been qualified or no one is more qualified to hold the most noble and important positions than him, but Huang Dongying is still a cloth cloth.

Teaching and educating people, the backbone of this university today is this old man who is more than old.

Ji Mingzhe accompanied Huang Dongying across the lake to the other end, where the wildflowers were more lush than the place just now, and then Ji Mingzhe saw that there was a person standing on the grass early.

There were many students who stopped and watched sideways, taking out their mobile phones from time to time.

When she saw Huang Dongying, the girl immediately bowed ninety degrees and whispered in the most respectful tone, "Hello, professor." ”

Huang Dongying waved his hand, and then said to Ji Mingzhe: "Wait a minute, it's early for us." ”

Ji Mingzhen smiled, and then looked at the girl.

The girl wore a red plaid shirt, black jeans and canvas shoes today, exuding a sense of freshness from top to bottom.

The girl was also a little surprised, but after seeing Ji Mingzhen holding Huang Dongying's hand, she bowed again.

It's a meadow of wildflowers.

There was a girl here, a little shyly holding her long hair from the side of her ear.

the university.

It's called Dongguo.

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