It doesn't matter who gives the handkerchief, Shi Jianren is not sad for love, and he doesn't need this kind of mercy, he is actually happy. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

At least when Shi Jianren walked out of the teaching building with the small burden of the ebony stick, he already had six hundred and twenty yuan in his pocket, and with his low-consumption lifestyle, even if he no longer went to work, he could easily support him for a month or two.

He was thinking about where to spend money, but he heard someone next to him stop him: "Stop......! Stop! Don't move......"

The tone is very bad.

I thought it was that Wang Kai didn't give up and wanted to talk to him after school, but Shi Jianren, who turned his head, saw that it was the security guard who came out of the gatekeeper's room, and came over with a baton menacingly: "Pick something!

Shi Jianren inexplicably took off the burden on his shoulders: "My own things." ”

The security guard grabbed the rope on the burden, and immediately turned over to the stack of yellowed books and magazines, and said in a loud voice: "Ha! There is a library seal on it, it seems that someone is really stealing something from the library!" He turned his head and shouted to his companion in the guard room: "Lao Zhang, call the captain back, call Section Chief Liu, and prepare to call the police station to report to the police station, a thief has been caught here!"

At this time, it is the peak period for students to eat in and out of the school gate, and the number of people coming and going is very large, and many people are stretching their necks to watch the excitement.

In the past, Shi Jianren may have been too lazy to pay attention to it, but now his expression is much smarter, and he explained ridiculously: " This is what I transported books to the warehouse for the library, and then threw the discarded books and magazines outside for me to carry them to the scrap yard to sell, and there was a female teacher in her early thirties, with medium and long hair and slightly chubby, who personally handled this matter for me, and besides, what do you think is a great stick to steal things in the library, and put other things without taking them, to take these yellowed and broken books, each one is worn out and has broken pages, don't just listen to other people's provocations. As he spoke, he looked left and right, but he didn't see the few sticks who had always been working at the school gate, nor did he see Wang Kai and others.

The security guard's eyes suddenly wandered a little, and he must have been beating a drum in his heart, but he still insisted: "We can't let go of a bad guy, we still have to check! Lao Zhang, come and help ......."

Shi Jianren couldn't cry or laugh even more: "I didn't run, and I didn't fight against you, what do you help, check slowly, I'm not in a hurry." ”

The two security guards unceremoniously opened Shi Jianren's small cloth baggage, except for a few envelopes, a few pieces of paper, and two pieces of torn clothes, just an inkstone and a brush, and the two security guards were about to throw things down and look through the books, but someone among the onlookers said: "Hey, that inkstone doesn't look ordinary." ”

Just as a merchant on a dock may be able to see the unique quality of the ebony stick, there may not be many people in the art academy full of artists who can memorize the Analects well, but there are many people who can appreciate these cultural and toy collections.

The two security guards immediately picked up the inkstone as if they had found a treasure and asked around: "Is it, is it a valuable thing?"

In fact, it looks like this inkstone is more like a stone, a round black pebble, one side is smoothed and can be placed on the table, and the other side seems to be ground with a sphere to facilitate the ink.

Shi Jianren was helpless: "Is it something valuable that proves that I am a thief?"

The security guard was confident: "Why do you have such a thing, this is unreasonable!"

For such a strong argument, Shi Jianren could only shake his head: "Isn't it just an ordinary Yan Yan, it is necessary to treat me as a thief with such a preconceived idea, and then come back to find evidence?"

She's inkstone?

A few of the people around finally heard this word clearly, and they were a little excited: "It's really Sheyan, look at it, look at it!"

There are four famous inkstones in Chinese history, in addition to the most famous and most common inkstone, the royal style of Tao inkstone, the number of Yan Yan is the most literati style, the main thing is that this kind of black with a little texture of the temperament is good, it is really a strategist of the past dynasties, a must-have face goods at home, although Shi Jianren has lived in the mountains for a long time, but after all, the old man has walked the rivers and lakes for so many years, and inherited something from the teacher, and he can do a few things for several generations at every turn. Cultural relics", this is the same as some old families take the Xuande furnace to hold cigarette ash, the porcelain basin of the Ming Dynasty is used to hold soup, every day to see, I don't think how precious it is, when he goes out to pick up work at the dock, he throws it on the broken mat of the Chase shop and is too lazy to take it.

After all, the security guard felt that something abnormal had been found, so he excitedly called the captain with a walkie-talkie, and used the phone in the guard room to find the security chief, while rummaging through the "evidence" in more detail, and even opened the paper, and naturally found the portrait with footprints folded up.

Compared with the inkstone that is still in the hands of more and more people, sketches and portraits are the most common in the Academy of Fine Arts, and some people stick their heads out to look: "Oh, isn't it this great, it's a model......

Then there was a little hesitant and some timid female voice: "Yes...... It's our class model, comrade security, he's not a bad guy......"

In the midst of a large noise, this was almost the first time that Shi Jianren had heard the voice of going up against the current to speak for himself today, and the students who changed their attitudes after playing the trick of "stupidity" did not count.

In the face of a large number of students who stand at the same angle at any time, it is especially rare to be able to help speak at such a time.

So when he heard the sound, he turned his head and saw that it was the girl with long braids who was sitting quietly on the side when he was painting, and Shi Jianren glanced at other people's faces twice.

The security guard insisted: "We are responsible for our work, please don't disturb our work." "It's as if they're really responsible.

The girl reluctantly spoke: "Really...... Really, Teacher Yang Zelin and Professor Wang of the Department of Chinese Painting both know him...... "Mainly because of the feeling that many eyes around her were focused on her, so that her face was basically red after saying this, and the last courage was used up, and she hid behind the crowd at once."

The security guards finally paused to look at each other, and at this time, a voice finally came from among the students who were looking at the inkstone: "Professor Wang, Professor Wang, look at whether this is a good inkstone, that stick says it is an ordinary inkstone, is there an ordinary inkstone?"

Sure enough, as the students outside got out of the way, the white-haired old professor actually walked out with a lunch box, with a roll of felt under his arm, quite a raunchy appearance, at a glance saw Shi Jianren who was helplessly standing between the two menacing security guards, and then looked at the brushes, clothes, burdens, books and magazines scattered around him, as well as the inkstone in front of him, he immediately understood, and shook his head quite sadly: "Sven sweeps the floor! Sven sweeps the floor! You are simply ......" As he spoke, he took the inkstone and folded it on his lunch box, bent down to pick up the brush on the ground, picked up a few more books with some difficulty, and brought them to Shi Jianren together: "Young man, although you are a reasonable person, I still apologize to you on behalf of these people!"

The academy is famous for its water classes, and Wang Runan, the grandfather professor of the Department of Chinese Painting who has always been giggling and never seriously named, actually gave a serious apology in front of dozens or hundreds of students and security guards.

This news and the painting education department, a painting stick, taught an entire class of students in the Analects.

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In the afternoon, countless students crowded into the body drawing classroom of the Department of Painting Education to watch!