Everyone was so well fed at a meal that they staggered after walking out of the barbecue season.

Old man Zhang Yi was the first to say goodbye, followed by Zhu Yi'an and Mei Lanfang. However, when Zhu Yi'an was leaving, he took out a business card from his arms and handed it to Wang Mengxiong in a precious and heavy manner.

"This is ......, for me?"

Wang Mengxiong was a little unsure, a big man from the Salt Transportation Department specially handed out business cards to such a child as himself, did he see something?

"Yes, nephew Wang Fanxian, our two fathers have a fate, and we have the opportunity to get together again. If there's anything you can do to work on my old bones, I can't ask for it! ”

"I will definitely trouble you!"

Wang Mengxiong is not sure what this guy has seen, but if people vote for me as a peach, I will repay Qiong Yao. He has silently kept this good intention in his heart, waiting for the opportunity to repay it one by one.

Mei Lanfang and Zhu Yi'an took a rickshaw together, and after the car was far away, he asked puzzledly: "Brother Wenjun, when did your business card become a bargain that even a seven-year-old child can give?" In that case, I'm going to help our friends in the troupe get a few more, and with this, they will have face when they say it and take it out! ”

Zhu Yi'an looked at him in some surprise, as if he was meeting Mei Lanfang for the first time. This expression made Mei Lanfang stunned: "What? Am I saying something wrong? ”

Zhu Yi'an shook his head and said with some regret: "Brother Wanhua, your eyes sing opera, and the spring water is the most moving. It's a pity that it doesn't know anyone, and it's a blind chance! ”

Mei Lanfang was shocked, knowing that this engaged brother would never say such heavy words for no reason, and hurriedly recalled the scene at the dinner just now. Suddenly had an epiphany, and hurriedly asked.

"Brother Wen Jun, could it be that I have neglected Brother Shen? I'm a singer, and I don't have much to do with him as a martial artist. I sing to myself about my spring and white snow, he is his lower rib man, he doesn't need to fold and hand in, right? ”

Zhu Yi'an patted him on the shoulder, a little speechless.

"Brother, it's not that the elder brother said you. Although Peking Opera has been passed down for more than 200 years, it has played the role of Dan vividly in your hands, so that everyone will be sought after by you. But don't forget, this world is still the world of martial artists. Which of those warlords with heavy armies we don't need to be careful? What's more, Du Xinwu also studied in the East and taught at a university. You say that about him, it doesn't match the facts!

Today I said that you don't know anyone, not that you have snubbed Du Xinwu, but that you completely ignored his apprentice! ”

Mei Lanfang was a little confused by Zhu Yi'an's words, and took his hand and said repeatedly: "Brother Wenjun, don't be dumb with me!" What's so strange about that kid named Wang Fan that deserves so much attention from you? ”

Zhu Yi'an was annoyed by the shaking of his hand, and hurriedly pulled his hand out, "Okay, okay, since you are still in the dark, then I will say it so that you can understand."

At the dinner table, I praised Liu Yiqing for having a master behind him, guess what he was doing at the time? ”

Mei Lanfang carefully recalled the scene at that time, and said slowly: "He said that there were other mysterious masters who helped, but he refused to say the specific name. I thought it was someone else's trade secret, so I didn't want to ask too much. ”

Zhu Yi'an completely convinced this brother, and reminded him with some hatred: "You, you, you didn't notice that Liu Yiqing glanced at the kid first, and then shirked it to the mysterious person." ”

"Maybe he just glanced at it unconsciously, and it doesn't mean anything?"

Mei Lanfang still said stiffly, but in his heart, even he himself didn't believe it.

"Judging from my years of life experience and experience, it is precisely the unconscious glance that is the most telling thing. Maybe I misjudged, but giving away a business card doesn't lose anything. What if I'm right? Think about how a seven-year-old child can set up such a wonderful game and play those crooks in the palm of his hand, and what kind of achievements he will achieve in the future once he grows up! ”

Zhu Yi'an's words were like an enlightenment, and they suddenly smashed Mei Lanfang's luck in her heart. He replayed the scene at that time in his mind like a movie, but in the end he found that it might have really been said by Zhu Yi'an.

"If it's really like what Brother Wen Jun said, then the child will really not be underestimated in the future. It's just that there are too few talents like Gan Luo in this world, and there are too many people like Fang Zhongyong, and the future is long, maybe it will be the next injury Zhongyong? ”

Zhu Yi'an can't say it anymore, this brother didn't say anything when he sang the opera, but sometimes he really admits death. What will happen in the future, that will have to be tested in time, and there is no point in arguing about it now.

Wang Mengxiong didn't know that the two guests were secretly talking about himself behind his back, and thought that he was hiding deeply, but he didn't expect to be exposed by Liu Yiqing's eyes. Fortunately, Zhu Yi'an and Mei Lanfang are not troubled people, and this matter is completely over.

Liu Yiqing, who only knows about Tianqiao in the Jingshi antique collection industry, has had a lot of luck this time and has made a lot of money. Boss Deng, who was traveling with him, lost 5,000 oceans at once, some money was tight, and the New Year was sad, and soon after the New Year, he gave up the treasure of the town store at a low price, so that those creditors who often came to the door no longer bothered him.

Early the next morning, an unexpected guest came to the door, interrupting Wang Mengxiong's study of appreciating antiques.

Looking at Professor Jing Dingcheng, who had wrapped himself tightly inside and out, Wang Mengxiong said jokingly: "Professor Jing, there are both Yan Ruyu and a golden house in the book, why is there no raging fire, so that you don't make yourself so bloated?" ”

"You kid, you've only been studying for a few days, so you're here to make fun of me!"

Jing Dingcheng liberated his face from the wrapping of layers of scarves, and shot back: "There is poetry and books in the belly, and that bit of warmth has been sublimated, of course, the more you read, the more you can't stand this cold weather!" ”

The two looked at each other and laughed, both happy to meet interesting people again.

This time, Jing Dingcheng came to Wang Mengxiong to take him to the Peking University Library to meet an equally interesting person. Wang Mengxiong thought about it carefully, the scholar who pointed out the passionate words of the country was probably still walking under the Aiwan Pavilion in Yuelu Mountain at this time, and it would definitely not be him. But since it's not him, who will be the interesting person Jing Dingcheng is talking about?

Fortunately, the place where Du Xinwu lives is not far from the campus of Peking University, as long as he arrives at the place, he will naturally find out, and he can't worry about it here.

When the two of them arrived at the gate of National Peking University in the car, entered the library, and saw a young man with short hair, glasses, and most notably a thick mustache, Wang Mengxiong recognized who the other party was without waiting for Jing Dingcheng's introduction.

"Li Zhao, it turns out that this is Li Zhao, who is known as South Chen and North Li! I didn't expect him to be the administrator of the Peking University Library at this time! ”