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The dean of the Academy of Fine Arts is usually the most famous art leader of the academy, an oil painter who has won more national gold medals than Hong Qiaoyun, and is full of elegant artistic temperament before the age of 50. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

When he first saw Shi Jianren, he was a little dismissive and polite, and when he announced that Shi Jianren was the heir, he was also a little surprised, but now after unfolding this piece of paper, he quickly scanned the letterhead text in advance of everyone present, and his expression suddenly changed a little, even drasticly.

This is clearly observed by Shi Jianren,

The voice reading the will almost suddenly became low and reduced the intensity of the publicity: "When you see this letter, I believe that no matter when and where you are, I think I can see your choice, and only you are the good friend who can represent me after I go to see my wife, thank you......"

said thank you for the second time, Wang Runan, who made the will, definitely didn't know how he would pass away, and this thank you certainly wouldn't be for Shi Jianren's behavior after he was seriously ill and in a coma.

Everyone present was a little surprised, and the scene was quiet listening.

The dean's voice also seemed to carry some feelings: "I am very fortunate to meet you in the twilight of my life, I have met such a frank and honest old friend, seeing you, the biggest stone in my heart can be put down, I can go to see my wife with peace of mind, and I can also face her with a clear conscience......"

"As a dull person who can only write calligraphy and only loves calligraphy. When I was young, because of social unrest. There have been a lot of injustices. But I was very fortunate to be with Xiuqin, raising eyebrows, and knowing each other on a blind date, until after the reform and opening up, I was fortunate to go to Japan for calligraphy exchange training for nearly ten years as a Sino-Japanese friendly exchange cultural worker, in fact, I have always been lucky. ”

Wang Xiting and his wife, who were originally mournful, also turned their heads when they heard this, and their flashing eyes seemed to want to dig up treasures again!

That's right. This point was immediately mentioned: "In the past ten years, it has been a decade of rapid economic development in Japan, and I know from the newspapers that it was also a decade of bubble economy, and the most expensive art auction prices in the world were set by Japanese companies at this stage, so my calligraphy works were sold for a considerable price, and several large Japanese companies and insurance companies have collected my works, although they cannot be compared with other works of art, but our husband and wife still received millions of yuan in foreign exchange income." ”

The middle-aged couple has stood up in unison, as if as long as they say where the income is, they will be desperate to snatch it!

Shi Jianren still sat there calmly. It seemed to be swirling in his mind the words of his old friend, when the two of them were writing and talking. These things are never mentioned.

"But after I discussed the funds with Xiuqin, I didn't bring back a single yen, and we took advantage of the opportunity to teach and demonstrate all over Japan, and visited various second-hand bookstores, collectible stores, and Chinese and classical stores in cities and cities in Japan, and bought these books as much as we could. ”

"These documents and books were plundered and taken away by the Japanese army and businessmen by various illegal means a few decades ago, when the country was cowardly and poor. ”

"Maybe those soldiers brought them home, or some other channel to get them to Japan, maybe they didn't show off in museums, and sent them to cultural centers for study, so we bought them back as much as we could, not many hundreds, thousands, and copies, most of them could be bought for dozens of dollars, and then sent back to China in bits and pieces, and the postage cost a lot. ”

Including Shi Jianren, maybe many people's minds coaxed, and with the words one by one, it seemed to be smashed by a hammer in the heart!

The dean tried his best to calm his voice to be worthy of the flatness of the words, but his voice finally trembled uncontrollably: "I...... Not a great big man, nor a wealthy business talent, even the cultivation of children can not do well, but I am a Chinese, when walking in the polite streets and alleys of Japan, seeing those Chinese documents sold on the threshold, thinking back to the domestic environment of life and selfishness, I carefully think that it is these plundered books that teach them so well, so I want to take them home little by little, this is a little wish of me and Xiuqin, these books may not be a great treasure, let alone an ancient book with economic and cultural value, what I can afford are the books of ordinary people back thenBut they are all Chinese Chinese by us, and they are the crystallization of thousands of years of culture, just like countless obscure ordinary Chinese people who have formed this huge country, and what supports the cultural backbone of the entire Chinese nation is not the hundreds of billions of original treasures on the auction floor, but the vast sea of ordinary words and books......

Reading this, the dean of oil painters suddenly choked up, tried to calm down his emotions, an old man sitting in the VIP seat stood up silently, the people around him quickly stood up, and then almost everyone stood up, and the audience and guests in the entire exhibition hall who were originally uneven all stood up solemnly, as if only in this way could they face the old man respectfully.

Even the notary who had been holding the book list at random before was a little careful to hold the book list with both hands, and raised his head with his chest straight, as if he was holding something extraordinarily precious.

Hong Qiaoyun's face twitched, put down the water cup and stood up, Shi Jianren saw that Ji Ruotang and his mother were full of excitement and stood up, and put his hands respectfully on the side of his lower abdomen, before scratching his chin, almost standing up last.

It should be said that at this moment, almost everyone's hearts were shocked.

People will always do a lot of things in their lives, so that Hanako has nothing to do all day long leaning against the wall to bask in the sun and catch lice, and the big people are busy all day long to settle the country are doing things, millions of dollars are spent on eating, drinking, prostituting, gambling and drugs, and they can no longer be used to enjoy or do good deeds, but this couple is spent on such a seemingly unbelievable thing, that perseverance and enthusiasm, can impress many people, of course, except for Wang Xiting and his wife, who are now full of disappointment.

Such an old man is as ordinary and great as the literature and books he cherishes.

This is the adjective that comes to everyone's mind.

The moved host planned to go over and share it with the dean, but the famous oil painter waved his hand and refused, frowning vigorously to calm down his emotions and continue, because the turning point came so quickly: " However, after we returned to China after completing the exchange work, we contacted a lot of cultural departments, and after their identification, except for some books donated and taken away, most of these books did not have any value of collection and research, because these were basically ordinary family books after the Qing Dynasty, and the collection of ordinary readers, and finally became useless things that accompanied me and Xiuqin, and no one paid attention to them. ”

If the act of acquisition just now was like a hot fire that heated everyone's hearts, now it is like a basin of ice water covered with a head!

Let all the people who were moved by chance come back to reality immediately!

This is the reality, everyone is occasionally moved and stimulated in ordinary life, but when any great ideal touches reality, it is so cold!

In this world, there has never been a hand to cover the sky, nor has there been a dominant, only the blood and indifference in firewood, rice, oil and salt, and Wang Xiting and his wife showed sneering disdain on their faces.

Even the dean's voice was calm and steady: "Ah Ren, we have repeatedly discussed, whether the three outlines and five constants you are familiar with are still useful, how to use them, whether the class struggle is still useful, how to use them? These are the core values of the past, China's economy is developing rapidly, but many people are dissatisfied, unhappy, dazed and empty, but there are no core values, what should we do?"

Almost everyone's eyes turned to look at the young man with a quiet expression, it seemed that he was still sitting there calmly when everyone's blood was boiling just now, and now he is the center of attention, and nothing has changed, this kind of argument that sounds more like a bookish atmosphere seems to have been there for everyone, but it seems that everyone will say it in the end but it is useless!

It's still realistic to live the life in front of you.

Even the dean holding the will glanced at Shi Jianren before reading out the last paragraph: " In fact, when I bought these books, I knew that there was such a result, but I still insisted on doing my best, maybe I would be a fool to others, but you should be able to understand my feelings, as if you are trying to do something, sorry, I don't know how to hand over the baton to you, it may cause you some burden, but I know that you will gladly take it and move forward, knowing that it cannot be done, you and I encourage you. Old friends leave a pen. ”

The famous oil painter, whose reputation is still above Hong Qiaoyun, slowly folded his will at this moment, and presented it with both hands in the direction of Shi Jianren.

In fact, everyone is a little curious at this moment, what exactly does this young man want to try to do.

[It's about to be 515, I hope to continue to hit the 515 red envelope list, and the red envelope rain will be able to give back to readers and promotional works on May 15. A piece is also love, and it must be better!] (To be continued.) )