Chapter 168: The Incident
"Jingle Bell Bell Ringβ"
For every sleepy morning, what he hates most is nothing more than the monotonous and repetitive alarm sound, which also reminds Jiang Qi and separates him from a bizarre and fragmented dream.
What kind of dream is it this time, when Jiang Qi came out of the toilet with a toothbrush, he had already forgotten that it was almost clean. However, a trembling feeling remained in his chest, as if to imply that he had the ability to change the world and look up to all beings in his dream, which was the funniest thing.
Brushing away the layer of moisture from the mirror, a small ant still climbing on its own caught his attention. The industrious, busy and busy appearance of such a little thing is what he likes to see, because when he was a child, he always felt that he had a superpower, which could construct the world in the eyes of ants in his own mind, and even he could feel that his head had antennae, and he could only see the two-dimensional world of dots, lines and planes.
When he was a child, he loved to investigate why, from the cosmic galaxy to the abyss of the Hanhai Sea, he had countless questions and wanted to know.
Mr. Jiang was able to fool around at first, but in the end he had to say: "Since you want to know everything, then go and study physics in the future." β
He asked, "What is physics?"
"Physics is the truth of all things," Mr. Jiang, who was admitted to the civil service after being good in liberal arts, explained irresponsibly: "If you learn it, there will be no mystery in this world." β
"I want to know all the mysteries of this world. He heard his own voice say.
Jiang Qi's eyes widened suddenly.
He inexplicably remembered the events of his childhood, and these memories made him feel as if he had forgotten more important things.
At this time, the mobile phone resting next to the water platform also joined in the fun, and the noise rang for a while. At first glance, the caller ID was a number I didn't recognize.
"Hey, who is it?" Jiang Qi swallowed a mouthful of foam.
"Is it Mr. Jiang?" The unfamiliar voice was very magnetic: "Do you have a house to rent?"
Jiang Qi's spirits perked up: "Yes, yes, you have seen the advertisement, let's say first that it is a shared house, and I also want to live there, and I must have a proper occupation." β
"Proper occupation?" the other end of the phone laughed inexplicably, and said, "Let's look at the house first." β
Jiang Qi was about to agree, but suddenly remembered an important thing, and hurriedly said: "Maybe not now!" I have something to do now, and I'm about to go out...... Olympiad Building, that's just very close, look up, the highest building is the library, you wait at the door of the library, I'll come right over. β
Jiang Qi hung up the phone and spit out the foam that had been held for a long time, but unfortunately a little foam splashed on the mirror, and the person in the mirror didn't care, grabbed his clothes and ran out.
Jiang Qi is a teaching assistant of a doctoral supervisor in the Department of Physics at S University, he is only 24 years old in his second year of graduate school this year, with high talent and good interpersonal relationships, which makes his mentor very appreciative, and has repeatedly suggested that he should stay in school to teach, and even arranged a teaching assistant position for him when he was in his first year of research, only waiting for Jiang Qi to be successfully admitted to the postdoctoral fellow, he can be directly promoted to lecturer or even associate professor.
Jiang Qi is also very tempted by this suggestion, and his pursuit is not high, especially in this era when jobs are becoming more and more difficult to find, the idle position of university professor is a good job that many people dream of.
Speaking of which, his ancestral home is not in S City, his parents live in a second-tier city in the central region, his father is an ordinary civil servant, and his mother is a doctor. Jiang Qi was able to come to S City, firstly, because he applied for the physics major of S University, and secondly, when he was 18 years old, he was going to accept his sister-in-law's inheritance in S City.
Jiang Qi's sister-in-law, despite the opposition of her parents, insisted on following her boyfriend to the bustling big city of S City. Unexpectedly, a SARS in 04 years, so that the husband and daughter who happened to be in Beijing both died of illness, and the sister-in-law also had no faith in living.
This property is where Jiang Qi lives today. The house is a duplex on the second floor, and the first floor has a kitchen, living room and bathroom, and the living room occupies a large area. The second floor is a study and two bedrooms, said not big, said small is not small, more suitable for home, but living alone is really empty, and it has been renovated by Jiang Qi according to his own preferences. Speaking of this kind of house seems to be not very popular with the locals, no one lives on the second floor, but there is a person living on the third floor, and I haven't met a few times, so Jiang Qi feels satisfied with the location, just behind the S University campus, you can enter the S University campus within two or three hundred meters, the campus environment is good, planted with green trees, grass and trees, and the left and right traffic is also convenient, take the subway bus to the neighborhood shopping mall or large amusement park within a few stops.
It's too lonely to live alone, Jiang Qi doesn't want to find a girlfriend, he just wants someone who can talk in one place, but he doesn't want to find a student from S University, he always feels embarrassed, and finally in the second week after the advertisement went out, he waited for someone to look at the house.
Of course, Jiang Qi also has something to do today, there will be an art exhibition on the first floor of the S University Library today, which has nothing to do with him, but yesterday he was suddenly informed that the art exhibition was going to temporarily use one of his exhibition rooms, which contained the exhibits of their physics group, so they had to be replaced. Jiang Qi only got notified last night, and he couldn't help but be glad that a batch of instruments had just been replaced in the exhibition room, and now it was a physics tabloid on display, just take it down, and it wouldn't take much effort.
When he walked to the door of the library, sure enough, he found a person - everyone else was in a hurry, only this person was very leisurely, so he thought it was at a glance, and when he asked, it was really someone who came to see the room.
After confirming his identity, Jiang Qi said, "I have to finish the work at hand before I can take you to see the house." If you don't mind, you can come with me. By the way, Mr. Luβ"
"Lu Feiyin. "It's humane.
"Lu Feiyin," Jiang Qi said, "I listened to your voice on the phone, and I thought you were forty or fifty years old, but I didn't expect it to look the same age as me." β
In fact, this Lu Feiyin is very handsome, handsome, and his figure is also very well-proportioned and powerful, and the time he stayed at the door for a while has already attracted four or five girls to look back frequently, which made Jiang Qi taste it.
By the time the two of them wandered into the library, there weren't many students in the library. At this time, most of them went to class, and few people who did not have classes were willing to get up so early to go to the library for self-study. However, a few staff members were busy, hanging up the banner advertising introducing the exhibition, and then the main content of the exhibition began to be promoted on the large-screen TV:
ββIn order to display the teaching achievements of calligraphy and painting and enrich the content of campus cultural construction, the campus calligraphy and painting exhibition held by our school kicked off this Monday. The exhibition will display 168 paintings carefully made by the art students of the art department of our university through the publicity board, covering different types of paintings such as ink painting, oil painting, lacquer painting, watercolor painting, sketch, etc., enriching the campus life. Here, we would like to thank Ms. Wang Shuying, the instructor of the exhibition, a member of the Chinese Calligraphers and Painters Association and a professor of the Academy of Fine Arts of our university......
The propaganda posters were placed one by one, but Jiang Qi didn't have time to take a closer look, he took the key and went straight to the No. 4 exhibition hall, carefully collected the tabloids displayed inside, and when he came out, he saw Lu Feiyin standing in front of the topic board and talking to a woman. He walked over and found that the woman who was talking to Lu Feiyin looked behind her with a slender figure and an elegant temperament, and when she turned her face, she was also slender and had an elegant temperament, but no matter how well her face was maintained, she could see that she was a woman in her sixties.
A sixty-year-old woman, dressed in a blue and white sleeveless cheongsam, delicate and restrained. The hair was neatly coiled into a bun, and a jasper hairpin crossed it, although the hair color was almost white, it could still be seen that the owner usually took care of it. The years have carved wind and frost on her face, but they have also left elegance and eternity. To be honest, except for a woman like Song Meiling who still dares to wear a cheongsam when she is old, Jiang Qi is really rare to see someone who still wears a cheongsam gracefully and elegantly at such an age.
When Lu Feiyin saw him coming over, he introduced the old lady to him, who turned out to be Ms. Wang Shuying, the instructor of the art exhibition and professor of the Academy of Fine Arts mentioned on the radio just now, and looking at Lu Feiyin's appearance, it was obvious that he had just talked to her.
Old Madam Wang smiled and nodded: "I'm only a visiting professor now, and I haven't held a class for a long time. Her face can vaguely see the beautiful shadow of the year, adding to the tranquility.
When it comes to art and paintings, Mrs. Wang's eyebrows are very vivid: "The works in that exhibition were painted by me to commemorate the 80th anniversary of my grandson's birth. She smiled: "Now I am so dizzy that I can't make a painting like that anymore, but fortunately, there are still many talented students, and it is also the inherent wish of our husband and wife to cultivate talents." β
Seeing the disbelief in Jiang Qi's eyes, Mrs. Wang smiled and said, "I am seventy-two years old this year, and my deceased husband is one round older than me." β