When Jiang Shuiyuan looked up, he found that the person who came was the uncle he had met in Zhongmen before. Before he could speak, Hotta Yuya stood up and asked, "Who is Ojisan?"

"Me?" the man paused for a moment before saying, "I'm a teacher at Yat-sen University, my name is Li Wanru, I originally came to Dongpo Mountain Villa with my friends, but I didn't expect to overhear a wonderful conversation, I really couldn't bear to leave, and it was not good to rush in, so I cheekily made an ear to the wall." I hope the two children will forgive me for the offense!"

Yuya Hotta also bowed deeply politely: "It turned out to be Mr. Li! It is an honor for the two of us to be recognized by Mr. Li, so why should I be offended? Yuya Hotta, from Otsu City, Shiga Prefecture, is from Otsu City, Shiga Prefecture, where the mud is bombarded, please give me more advice!"

"Otsu, that's the seat of Shiga Prefecture, and it's been the political center of Omi Province since ancient times. Because it is located in an important area of land and water transportation, it is the throat of Kyoto, and is known as "Little Osaka". The Omi Jingu Shrine on the left, and Lake Biwa, the largest lake in the mud bombardment, are both famous tourist spots. "I didn't expect Li Wanru to know Otsu very well," In addition, the Hotta clan is also a famous family in Shiga Prefecture. Of course, only such a famous family can cultivate a genius with profound Chinese studies like Hotta-kun!"

Only then did Jiang Shuiyuan understand that it turned out that Yuya Hotta was not a fuel-efficient lamp at all!

Yu Hotta was also a little surprised: "Mr. Li has been to Otsu?"

"I haven't been to Otsu before, but I was a visiting scholar at Kyoto University for two years. After Li Wanru finished speaking, he turned to Jiang Shuiyuan, "Just now I heard Hotta-kun call 'Jiang Jun' one by one, and I thought it was really a general! It turned out to be a child surnamed Jiang." ”

Jiang Shuiyuan rolled his eyes widely, and pretended not to know each other when they first met? Don't you just want to know my personal information? I don't want to say. Suffocate you! But there is no rudeness on his lips: "Hello Teacher Li! As you heard, my surname is Jiang, and I am a high school student, please advise!"

"......" Li Wanru couldn't help but have a constipated expression on his face, and it took a long time to get out of his breath, and he deliberately didn't have anything to say: "When Jiang Xiaoyou was debating just now, he was still talking and talking, why is he silent and cherishing words like gold now? Could it be that there is a communication barrier with a middle-aged uncle like me, so Xu Shu came to Cao Ying--without saying a word?"

Jiang Shuiyuan shook his head: "Always do what you should do, always stop at what you can't stop, that's all." ”

Li Wanru laughed and said, "If I'm not mistaken, your sentence should be from Su Shi's "Wen Shuo", right? There are more than 10 kinds of materials such as "Hanging Bai Juyi", Li He's "Two Songs of Hugh Washing Red", Huang Tingjian's "Badongpo Book Cold Food Poems", and Su Shi's "Wenshuo", which are simply dizzying. - If there is a computer next to it, or there is a library, Chinese college students can do this to some extent. The point is that you're unprepared, but you can do it easily, and that's amazing!"

Hotta Yu also came to his senses after Li Wanhe's reminder: "You are really powerful, Jiang Jun, you are really amazing, how did you do this?"

Jiang Shuiyuan replied: "It's very simple, one is to have a better memory, and the other is to spend other people's coffee time reading books, and then it's okay." ”

Hotta Yu was also a little depressed: "Why do I think it's not easy to do anything?"

"It's hard to have a good memory and read a lot, but it's not difficult to do it as long as your talent allows. However, after reading so many books, instead of becoming a two-legged bookcase or a humanoid computer, he does not believe in books, does not follow the ancient sages, and is able to stand out on his own, which is very rare! The ancients said, 'I would rather eat a bite of fresh peaches than a basket of rotten apricots,' precisely because new insights are rare. Saying that, Li Wanru took out a business card from somewhere on his body and handed it to Jiang Shuiyuan: "Actually, Li is also the editor of "Ancient Literature Review", if Jiang Xiaoyou is interested in contributing, you might as well sort out what you just said and what you didn't have time to say and send it to me." ”

Jiang Shuiyuan is not too reluctant to submit, after all, he often writes for the magazine "Cultivation", and his papers have been published in the "Journal", he can be regarded as an old driver, and he will naturally not refuse this kind of good thing of fame and fortune. So he took the business card very simply: "Okay." The manuscript will be sent to your email when it is written, so please give me a lot of advice when the time comes!"

Li Wanhe thought for a while and reminded: "Pay attention to the format when writing the manuscript, especially the literature citation——"

"I wrote. ”

"I'm talking about the official paper—"

"I've also written formal papers. ”

"I'm talking about formal papers published in formal academic journals—"

"I have also written formal papers published in formal academic journals. ”

"Uh......" Li Wanhe suddenly felt that the children nowadays were too fierce, especially when they were attacking people, they were simply inhumane and merciless! Think about when he officially published his first paper? And the one in front of him, who is only a high school student, can already confidently say, "I have seen this sister." Sure enough, "the world is out of my generation, and the years are urging when I enter the rivers and lakes." A few days ago, he was also a child, and he wrote an academic monograph when he was a teenager - he suddenly felt blessed to his heart, and asked eagerly: "Xiaoyou, you should call Jiang Shuiyuan, right?"

Jiang Shuiyuan was slightly stunned: "How do you know?"

Li Wanhe immediately laughed heartily, as if a dose of medicine had cured his old constipation for many years: "I'll just say it! I'll just say it! One demon is enough, if it's really one on the left and one on the right, wouldn't it be a great chaos in the world?"

Jiang Shuiyuan was a little inexplicable: "Why am I evil? It seems that I have a backbone in the back of my head, and I will definitely make trouble in the heavenly palace in the future!"

Li Wanhe snorted coldly a few times: "Give me back pretending to be innocent!" It's hard to say whether there will be a big trouble in the Heavenly Palace in the future, at least after your monograph comes out, the media will definitely stir up the hype for a while. A fifteen-year-old high school student has written a book with a lot of depth, who would have believed it if it had been put in the past?"

Jiang Shuiyuan finally knew why Li Wanhe knew his name, and among the reviewers Peng Min was looking for, there was this middle-aged uncle who loved cosplay. Hotta Yuya was even more shocked, and asked in a loud voice: "What? Mr. Li, you said that Jiang Jun has written a monograph and is going to publish it?"

Li Wanhe nodded: "Yes, Jiang Shuiyuan wrote a history book on the development of the difficult competition of Chinese culture, which was very well written, and when I first reviewed the manuscript, I didn't think that the author was a high school student, but rather a master's degree or doctor with a lot of Chinese culture." Speaking of Jiang Shuiyuan, aren't you from Huai'an Prefecture? Now it's not a holiday, why don't you stay in school and study hard, why do you come all the way to Danzhou?"

Jiang Shuiyuan felt that the advertising film was going to be broadcast sooner or later, and he couldn't hide it, so instead of lying and being exposed, it was better to tell the truth: "I came to Yazhou to help a company shoot an advertisement, and then I came to Danzhou to have fun." ”

"What? Jiang Jun, are you still an artist?" Hotta Yu was also completely confused, and it was estimated that he should say next: Jiang Jun, do you see my standard of kneeling? )