"Huh. ”

Listening to Feng Jianxiong's introduction, the corners of Professor Wang's mouth twitched, and there was a lot of grass and mud galloping in his heart.

At a glance, she thought that Ma Hesha was Feng Jianxiong's mistress.

If Feng Jianxiong generously admits it, then it would be good for the two of them to sleep in one room.

In terms of Qinghua University, there is no need to bother to report an extra accommodation at public expense - in a place like a university, especially in a top university like Qinghua, there is no shortage of money, and what is lacking is an excuse to spend the money in a clever name.

In this case, Professor Wang himself has to make some blood, but it is more the university's crisis public relations funds to entertain.

If Feng Jianxiong wants to eat, drink and live well, it is easy to say and easy to report.

But Feng Jianxiong wants to directly open his mouth to take the big red envelope, and things will be more troublesome.

Therefore, in order to show sincerity and reduce trouble, the school spent most of the money on board and lodging in the hospitality program, and hoped to have as little cash as possible (a shopping card would be fine).

The hotels set for Feng Jianxiong are all five-star stars of two or three thousand a night.

Now a beautiful girl who follows her has appeared out of thin air, but Feng Jianxiong wants to pretend to clear it up and not admit that the other party is his woman, isn't it that the school wants to pay an extra 3,000 yuan a day for nothing?

But now that he was about to pull the other party into the water, he could only pinch his nose and admit it.

Professor Wang said with a stiff smile: "What kind words did classmate Feng say, since they are all guests, of course, our school is responsible for the accommodation of this classmate Ma - we are very sincere, they are all five-star hotels near Haidian Qinghua Garden! The accommodation standard of 3,000 yuan per night." ”

When Ma and Sha heard this, they suddenly became cramped.

Although she saw the ugliness of a professor at a top university this time, she was still relatively simple in nature, and she also knew that the vast majority of scholars in these universities were good people with real talents, and the black sheep were only a very few.

Therefore, she doesn't want this kind of prestigious school to spend so much money for nothing.

Ma Hesha said sincerely: "How embarrassing is this, I would not have come with me if I had known this." Of course, I am responsible for my own expenses, so there is no need to be so good with Senior Feng......"

"Mr. Ma, you're welcome......"

"Why don't you do that...... Uh, Senior Feng's room should be a big suite, right? More than one bed, right? I'll live with him, he's a good person, and he won't mess around. ”

Between the disputes between the two sides, Ma and Sha didn't know if they borrowed the slope to get off the donkey, and actually negotiated such a result.

The little girls don't mind sleeping in a suite with Feng Jianxiong, so the people from the school will naturally not come to do much trouble.

Professor Wang smiled strangely, and instantly restrained his expression, pretending that nothing had happened.

"Huh...... Fake serious, not a male thief or a female prostitute. ”

The university's motorcade quickly picked up Feng Jianxiong and his entourage and went straight to Qinghua Garden.

At noon, there was a hypocritical staggering, of course, Ma and Sha can't drink, Feng Jianxiong proposed it as soon as possible, and the people in the school also understood it, and immediately withdrew the wine, and the whole table was happy to drink instead of wine, even the pork dishes were withdrawn.

Anyway, they originally drank it for superficial work, who was impatient to sincerely toast Feng Jianxiong.

In the afternoon, I had a routine conversation about Feng Jianxiong's views on the book.

Then, according to the schedule, it should be an invitation letter to him, and let him go to a few lectures at the law school in Qinghua casually, and he can also express some opinions if he wants.

Qinghua's law school is not strong (of course, the history department is not strong), people are originally strong schools in science and engineering, and it is normal for liberal arts to be weak. In good conscience, Feng Jianxiong, a graduate student of Jinling Normal University, even if he is not open, he can communicate with Qinghua's law school graduate students.

Feng Jianxiong was high-spirited, and he had no intention of showing mercy at all.

However, he didn't expect it at all, when he was talking to those people in the history department about Professor Wang's monograph. Outside the door of the reception room, there was an old professor wandering around, his face filled with righteous indignation.

"Descendants, I don't know how thick the sky is! It's just enough to scold Xiao Wang, but he dares to pull the 'signboard of the Tsinghua History Department'? Xiao Wang can represent the signboard of the Tsinghua History Department? I will let you know that the sky is high and the earth is thick!"

……

Feng Jianxiong is telling the truth, he really doesn't have much research on history.

However, even if he didn't really pick typos and mistranslations of the article, but actually debated the historical truth, he didn't feel scared at all about Wang Qi and several other history faculty members sent by Qinghua to accompany the guests.

In his view, it is a simple matter of principle to talk about whether a certain traitorous treaty is based on Beiyang or the Jinling government, or whether it is the bane planted by the late Qing Dynasty or the bane planted by Beiyang. Those literati who participated in the compilation of the original source materials were actually a little flickering and vague. Even as he spoke, he humbly said that he was taught.

To be honest, even Feng Jianxiong himself was a little shocked by this result.

The horse and yarn on the side didn't understand anything, and they worshiped it so much.

"Is Brother Xiong omniscient and omnipotent? Yesterday he said that he has not studied modern history, how can he casually talk about a little 'basic knowledge and literacy of an international-level debater', so that those Qinghua professors are vague and don't know what to do? It must be that Brother Xiong usually hides his strength too well!"

The symposium was originally a routine, and it just made Feng Jianxiong happy first. So it's just over half an hour, which is like small talk.

Qinghua scholars who are really capable will not suffer this kind of humiliation, so they are all people who have something to do with Professor Wang's book at the beginning, and they have to jump into the pit they dug to attack this kind of crisis public relations that damages the reputation of the school.

After Feng Jianxiong finished chatting, took a sip of tea, took the invitation, and got up to say goodbye, saying that he would take the horse and yarn around.

Nothing stopped him.

"Brother Xiong, you are so powerful, how can you understand everything. As soon as he left the reception room and wandered around the Tsinghua campus, Ma and Sha said adoringly.

Although she is not very good at studying, she is also self-motivated, and she never thought that she could appear in Qinghua Garden with such a high-spirited attitude, and her whole face was red with excitement.

Feng Jianxiong didn't have this kind of blind confidence, he said solemnly: "I think this matter is a bit strange, their strength is definitely far better than mine, at least in terms of history." But I think they are very timid, and they are afraid of this and that in many words, they dare not say it, there may be another hidden truth behind it. ”

People know themselves, and wise people will not be arrogant.

Ma and Sha didn't react to Feng Jianxiong's meaning, but at about the same moment, both of them heard a few somewhat chaotic footsteps from behind, as well as an old question.

"Young man, you also know that your strength is not good! How can you not be too brainy when you talk big and rub heat! I don't know how thick the sky is!"

Feng Jianxiong and Ma Hesha quickly turned around, and saw that behind them was an old scholar with gray hair but a dignified and righteous face.

Ma Hesha was suddenly unhappy: "Hey, old man, how do you speak! Brother Xiong is modest, but you rely on the old and sell the old!"

"Yarn can't be made!" Feng Jianxiong stared at the old man's eyes for a few seconds, he was good at dialectics and psychological warfare, and he knew best how to see through the other party's mentality from the other party's eyes.

This old man seems to be really upright, no matter what the motives are, maybe he is a person as upright as Hai Rui.

Although Feng Jianxiong doesn't like bureaucrats and scholars, he still respects people with integrity and backbone.

The premise is that you can't be pedantic for the wrong motives - people who will do anything to do good things, and people who choose means to do good things, Feng Jianxiong is willing to make friends. But if you insist on choosing a means in order to do something that is not good, it is needless pedantic.

"What do you call the old gentleman?" Feng Jianxiong asked politely.

The old man said proudly: "Don't dare, surnamed Xia, Qinghua History Department, professor title, I'm very embarrassed, I haven't gotten it yet, I'm still an associate professor at my age - if you feel that talking to an associate professor insults you, then you can get out now!"

"Professor Xia, I don't know what to advise. Feng Jianxiong didn't care that the other party was an associate professor, and still called the other party a professor. He has always been a profligate wreck, and does not look at people by their professional titles.

"Take a step and sit down. Professor Xia pointed to a nearby office, which should be his.

Feng Jianxiong was also embarrassed to let an old man stand and chat in the cold wind, so he followed in.

The office conditions are not good - mainly not private, it is an office area shared by several people, and the location is still a back-to-back corner layout, with little privacy.

But fortunately, there are not many people in the office at the moment, and there is a small cubicle in the office of the Department of History that is used for guests, so Professor Xia led Feng Jianxiong and the others in and closed the glass door of the cubicle.

Whether the sound insulation effect is good or not, I don't care.

As soon as the door was closed, Old Man Xia also dared to speak.

"Feng Jianxiong, the mistakes in the book "...... the Eastern Section of the Hualu Border" that you said on the Internet, I admit that they are all low-level mistakes, and there is nothing to say. Wang Qi's little girl's skin is not angry, but she is not solid.

However, you dare to say on your blog how 'Qinghua's century-old reputation' is, hehe, then I can't tolerate you. Wang Qi does things by himself, why are you climbing and biting indiscriminately, is this the work of the eldest husband? It can be seen from this that you are no different from those network editors who are sensationalizing and tricking into clicking!"

"Professor Xia, what you said is not right! Senior Feng's words are also to be encouraged, and he wants to punish the former and cure the disease and save people. Professor Wang made low-level mistakes, and it was indeed her own work, but she did these studies in the name of a professor and deputy director of the history department of Qinghua University.

Now that something has gone wrong, why can't it be said that there is a problem with the academic level of Qinghua University? You can't be criticized? According to what you say, Qinghua must be a bad person and not a good person, can Brother Xiong be criticized? This is too domineering, isn't it?"

"Shut up, yarn, don't be rude!"