Chapter 50: To the capital

After lunch, as soon as he came out of the dormitory and entered the classroom, Liu Cuirong, a member of the life committee, shouted to Fang Yong: "Fang Yong, your letter." I just got it from the communication room, how can you thank me? ”

"Wait, I'll look for pliers, wrenches, and screwdrivers...... And then disassemble you! Fang Yong joked at her with a smile, and when she wasn't paying attention, Fang Yong snatched the envelope.

"Fang Yong, you-" Liu Cuirong pointed at Fang Yong angrily and said.

"Liu Cuirong, thank you! I'll invite you to your playground when I get back! Fang Yong said jokingly again.

Liu Cuirong's family opened a playground near the county movie theater, which has rollerblading, billiards, a game room, a video hall, etc. The classmates in our class went, and Uncle Liu didn't want our money. So as soon as Liu Cuirong said that she wanted us to have a treat, everyone joked that she was invited to her playground to play.

When I opened this registered letter, there was a red invitation letter - the 13th Beijing Antique Art Appreciation Meeting. Seeing this invitation, Fang Yong knew that this was an art event in Beijing before the Spring Festival, as Kang Lao said.

This event is hosted by the Beijing Branch of the National Collectors Association and the Beijing Antique Chamber of Commerce, and undertaken by the Panjiayuan Antique Market. Master Kang Weiqing, an expert with special government allowance from the State Council and president of the National Collectors Association, was invited; Master Liu Xinyu, director of the Calligraphy and Painting Collection Committee of the Beijing Collectors Association; Mr. Ji Xianxing, Appraisal Member of the Expert Committee of the National Cultural Heritage Society; Mr. Zhang Guoqiang, an appraisal expert of the National Appraisal Committee......

The time is from February 5th to 7th, 99 for a total of three days, just at this time our school has been on winter vacation, no need to ask for leave, but you must buy train tickets in advance, otherwise you will not be able to find a seat during the Spring Festival.

After class, Fang Yong called Kang Lao to express his gratitude and said that he would participate in this event when the time came. Kang Lao also told Fang Yong that a "Water Floating Sinan Value Forum" will be held during the event.

told Zhang Yuting about going to the capital to participate in the "13th Beijing Antique Art Appreciation Meeting", Fang Yong originally wanted her to go with him, and then something wonderful happened. It's a pity that Zhang Yuting said that she was going to Spring City to see her grandfather and grandmother after the winter vacation, but there was no way, and the evil thoughts in Fang Yong's heart were ruthlessly extinguished.

The final exam ended quickly, and because Fang Yong had a super memory and comprehension, plus being with Zhang Yuting to help each other, supervise learning, and solve knowledge difficulties, these questions were very easy to do. The results were announced the day before the holiday, and the first place in the whole grade was Xu Lili in our class, and of course, the first place in our class. Fang Yong took the ninth place in the whole grade, and Zhang Yuting's ranking was the twelfth in the whole grade, and the results were very good. It was because of this ranking that Zhang Yuting felt very unbalanced, saying that Fang Yong always asked for leave and did so well in the exam, which was really unfair.

During the winter vacation, Mr. Wang also sent a certificate of award to Fang Yong, how many years have passed, but I just saw others receiving the award. Fang Yong saw that he was a good student! This also surprised him, looking at the top ten students in the class, it suddenly dawned on him, it seems that grades are the criteria for selection, I said why is there no democratic voting?

said goodbye to her classmates and teachers, rode Zhang Yuting to her house, said goodbye to her, and rushed home. He came home when it was almost dark.

When I got home, because I called my mother in advance, my grandfather, grandmother, younger siblings and my mother were all waiting for me to eat, but I didn't see my father. So he asked his younger brother, "What about our father?" ”

Before my brother could answer, my mother said, "It's not because of you?" What kind of development company did it, it needed to be designed and planned, and it went to the provincial planning institute in the past few days. I can't get two calls a day! ”

"Oh, Mom, you tap, my ear fell out ......"

As soon as he walked into the kitchen to serve the meal, his ears were screwed by his mother, and Fang Yong screamed for a while, but in fact, his mother didn't make any effort.

With a strange expression, he said, "Say, where did you get so much money?" How many more? Last time you earned those three million, it was enough for me to be surprised, this made another million, now is the stage of learning, if you don't study hard, how can you make more money in the future! ”

"Your son is now studying to earn money, and besides, I am studying well? No, today I also sent a certificate of merit to a good student! Seeing his mother's appearance, Fang Yong hurriedly smiled and said.

"Really?" The old mother looked at Fang Yong suspiciously.

"Sure, sure, and sure, I'll take it out after I've eaten in a while." Fang Yong said to his mother.

When I was obediently listening to my mother's 'lesson', there was a noise in the yard at this time, and there was a sound of talking, and I saw Xiao Yi and Xiao Jie enter the kitchen. Seeing Fang Yong being lectured by his mother, the two smiled at him with some schadenfreude. At this time, my mother saw the two of them snickering, and said to them with a straight face: "Your brother has won three good students this year, what about you?" ”

"Three good students, we guess too, maybe they will be sent down tomorrow when the holidays are over!" The two replied unconvinced.

After dinner, Fang Yong told his mother that he was going to the capital to participate in the "13th Beijing Antique Art Appreciation Meeting", and after his mother agreed, he strongly instructed Fang Yong to pay attention outside, eat well and dress well, and call home every day......

I got on the train from Yunze County to the capital, found my seat and sat down. Just in time for the peak of the winter vacation, the crowd in the carriage was crowded, many people were crowded in the aisle, and when the food cart passed by, there was constantly shouting, Fang Yong was secretly glad that if he hadn't bought a ticket a few days in advance, he might only be able to practice standing pile kung fu at this moment.

It's been several hours of travel, and the train has stopped a few stops along the way. Fang Yong's seat was leaning against the aisle, and he chatted with a few neighbors around him when he was bored.

was chatting happily when I inadvertently saw an old man standing next to the bathroom, with a thin body, a gray beard, and a messy head of grass-like hair, as if he was already a little sleepy, and he was struggling to lean against the door wall. There was a little girl of five or six years old beside the old man, presumably his granddaughter, with a pair of watery eyes, looking around helplessly. Looking at the appearance of the two of them, they should be passengers who got on the train at the last stop.

I think of Meng Fuzi's "the old and the old, the young and the young". With a chuckle in my heart, I felt like I was on pins and needles, and I had the heart to let the old man and the child sit in my seat for a while.

Fang Yong shouted over, and the old man refused to sit down at all, but the little girl looked at her grandfather, and her eyes glanced at Fang Yong's seat. Fang Yong gave way, picked up the old man, and pulled the little girl to sit in his place. The old man thanked her excitedly, and the little girl first asked her grandfather to sit down, then sat down in the outer corner of the seat, and shouted sweetly: "Uncle, thank you!" ”

I'm dizzy, my God, I'm only sixteen! At the age of the flower season, he turned out to be an uncle.