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When the whole country was paying attention to the magnificence of the 99 military parade, Hao Jun was dragged by Zhao Wenjie and inexplicably walked into the depths of the alley by the Xiaoqing River in the old city.

The old, but full of antique charm of the Jiangnan dwellings is a major feature of the houses along the riverbank in the old town, and the houses along the river will open a small door in the riverside wall, which can be opened to go directly to the river port, where the laundry is generally done.

At this moment, the sun is shining, the morning air is still a little cool in the early autumn, and occasionally you can still see the figure of a few families washing clothes on the river port, accompanied by the tone of the water town that crosses the river surface of the loud conversation, but there is a poetic and picturesque feeling like ink.

This is one of the images of Hao Jun's memory of his hometown that is rapidly disappearing.

"Brother Jun, I heard Teacher Zhao Le say that Master Yan lives in this room, and you will have to see the right time to talk to me later, and you must invite Teacher Yan out of the mountain!

Hao Jun wondered, "Who is this Master Yan?"

"I heard Mr. Zhao Le say, this Master Yan is the only professor of the Central Academy of Drama in our Lotus City, and now retired at home, he has cultivated a lot of outstanding film and television characters under his hands, many of whom have names and surnames, we all know each other, this is a respected old-timer!"

"So your idea is to let this old professor go back out of the mountain and teach the group of students in the training class who have not dried up and have no foundation at all?" Although Hao Jun didn't know that there was such a powerful person hidden in the old town of Lotus City, it sounded like he was killing chickens with a knife.

"I actually have the mentality of giving it a try, in the words of Mr. Zhao Le, this is a reclusive master, if I am really lucky by our shit, I think I will definitely wake up laughing in my dream!"

Hao Jun rolled his eyes, and couldn't help but say angrily: "On this good day when the whole country celebrates, you have to make yourself unhappy for others, and all of a sudden the mood of the three people will go to a low point, I also admire you!"

Zhao Wenjie laughed a few times, in fact, he didn't have much hope, because Teacher Zhao Le said that after this Teacher Yan retired, he would not deal with the people in the circle at all, even if it was some respected seniors in the circle of Southeast Province, most of the time they could only come to visit in person and talk to him about common things.

But Zhao Wenjie has a taste of newborn calves who are not afraid of tigers, and feels that if he invites this old professor out of the mountain, it will be like inviting a great god of Zhenshan, and when the time comes, many problems that plague him may soon be completely solved.

Speaking of which, Brother Jun is also hateful, seeing that he is in a hurry, I don't know what he is busy with all day! Is there anything more important than the fans?

In the midst of a chaotic inner complaint, he had slowly pushed open the hidden door, and entered the spotless square courtyard, paved with bluestone bricks that had been polished by time, and he could clearly see the unevenness that had fallen slightly due to the action of rainwater deposits.

In the middle of the courtyard is a persimmon tree that is neither tall nor short, and occasionally you can find a few small dark green bumps among the leaves, which should be the fruit of the persimmon that has just grown.

An old man with gray hair and a gray coat was sitting in a rocking chair under a persimmon tree, watching television through the small door of his room that happened to be showing images of the military parade.

The old man looked intently, obviously not noticing that two uninvited guests had already broken in.

The two of them got closer and closer, and Zhao Wenjie almost stood beside the old man, but he didn't dare to speak.

He bumped Hao Jun on the shoulder, and at this time, the task he gave Hao Jun was highlighted.

Hao Jun glared at him, and he was helpless about this buddy's dead face, so he had to cough secretly.

When the old man heard the movement, he turned around, and the two figures that suddenly appeared next to him did not make him panic, he was wearing a pair of exquisite reading glasses, and the buttons on his neck were also meticulously buttoned, and through the lenses, he looked Hao Jun and Zhao Wenjie up and down a few times, and asked: "Two children, what are you doing?"

"Excuse me, are you Teacher Yan?"

Hao Jun asked with a smile, in fact, just from the appearance of temperament, Hao Jun can roughly confirm that the old man in front of him is Teacher Yan in Zhao Wenjie's mouth.

"Old decay Yan Lide!"

"Hello Mr. Yan, we are students in the second class of the first high school in the city, and we are here to visit you today!"

Hao Jun couldn't help but feel embarrassed when he talked about this, since Zhao Wenjie, a stinky boy, was asking for help, how could he come empty-handed, which made him unable to say anything!

The old man sat up from the rocking chair, and it could be seen that he had a good body and was very flexible.

"Rare guest, why don't you sit down and watch TV together!"

The old man no longer asked the two of them about their intentions, pulled the chair aside by himself, exposed the stone table and stone bench under the persimmon tree, and then sat down again, and continued to watch TV regardless of it.

Zhao Wenjie and Hao Jun glanced at each other, and under this indifferent momentum, they couldn't help but sit down on the stone bench.

The old man watched TV intently, and from time to time his mouth would make a sound of surprise, obviously lamenting the prosperity of the motherland's military might and exclamation.

Zhao Wenjie wanted to speak several times, but was stopped by Hao Jun, and it was obviously more impolite to interrupt this Teacher Yan at this time than for the two of them to come empty-handed.

This one, with patience, is a whole morning.

When the parade ended, Mr. Yan seemed to remember the two children around him, and squinted his eyes and glanced at the two in surprise.

This once made Zhao Wenjie very suspicious, whether the patience shown by the two of them was worth it! This old man clearly looked like he had forgotten the two of them.

"The two children are still here, I'm sorry, this person is old, it's easy to forget something!" he got up again, moved in place, and walked inside.

Zhao Wenjie's patience was very limited after all, and he finally couldn't help but say: "Teacher Yan, we have founded a training class, I would like to ask you to come over and check for us, our teacher is Teacher Zhao Le of City No. 1 Middle School!"

When Teacher Yan heard this, he didn't raise his eyelids, but said, "I'm retired, it's time to retire, and stop doing these troubles!"

"Actually, it's not particularly bothering you, you are a master, compared to us practicing hard, your words, but you can make us pause, just ask you to take a look and give advice!"

Zhao Wenjie was not reconciled, but he didn't know that Teacher Yan didn't look back, and his footsteps didn't stop, and he walked directly into the house.

Zhao Wenjie suddenly became angry, muttered, and said, "What a strange old man!"

Hao Jun patted his buttocks, stood up, and said with a smile: "Let's go! I'm hungry, eat something delicious!"

Zhao Wenjie looked reluctant, and with a little surprise, "Let's go?"

"Otherwise?" Hao Jun had actually foreseen this kind of categorical refusal hidden under the blandness.

"I thought you could come up with some way to convince this old man!" Zhao Wenjie, who had lost his normal heart, suddenly lost his respect.

"Do you really think of me as omnipotent? Zhao Wenjie, there are some things that you must reflect on carefully! I'm not Aladdin's magic lamp, besides, why do you have to pull me together to suffer every time you make things yourself?" )