Yan Buwen took this pile of paper suspiciously, and after opening it, there were small characters densely written, Yan Buwen glanced at it, it was a script: "Is this the play you want to play?" ”

Ruan Lingyu looked at Yan Buwen with an indifferent expression, and she also stood next to her happily, and looked at it with Yan Buwen: "Mr. Yan, what do you think?" ”

"It's not bad, is it the scene you want to film?" Yan Buwen nodded. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Ah...... Mr. Yan said that it was good, so it can't be wrong, by the way, does Mr. Yan have time next weekend? We are going to Shanghai County, an old house on Tianning Road to film. Ruan Lingyu's eyes widened, and she looked very much looking forward to Yan Buwen passing.

Now Yan Buwen has three roles in his heart, one is the leader of the Xinglong newspaper office who is now wearing a suit and has elegant manners, the other is a talented poet who can write "Farewell to Kangqiao", and the other is a powerful writer who writes a very good-looking martial arts novel like "Heaven and Dragon Slayer". No matter which of these three identities is quite attractive to Ruan Lingyu, not to mention that it is still a three-in-one.

"How many Tianning Road?"

“56。”

"Oh, then I see."

"Do you know whether to go or not?"

"Go."

"Then let's talk about it, I'll wait for you over there then, my drama won't start filming until the afternoon, you either come over after dinner?" Ruan Lingyu asked in a low voice, "When the time comes, you will evaluate my acting skills." ”

"Do you have a line?"

Ruan Lingyu thought for a moment: "Yes." ”

Yan Buwen understands, it turned out to be a trick, and now Ruan Lingyu has not yet entered the star film company, and has not been packaged by anyone, plus there is no gold owner, it is considered his own efforts to have a trick role.

It's not early, Ruan Lingyu is also going back, and she and Yan Buwen have agreed to meet on the weekend. Yan Buwen saw that it was raining outside, and it was difficult to find the rickshaw master in this weather, so he called the car dealer and called a car to send Ruan Lingyu back.

Ruan Lingyu smiled strangely at Yan Buwen before getting into the car: "Thank you Mr. Yan for your hospitality today, and I will invite you next time I see you." ”

Yan Buwen returned to the office and continued to learn to carve wood carving, after this period of study, the technique became more and more proficient, and the silhouette of the carved figure was also fuller, it seems that after seeing Ruan Lingyu this time, Yan Buwen grasped which feeling in the dark, and the wood carving also added a charm.

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After a few days of continuous rain, on May 3rd, the sky has cleared, this is a school at No. 301 Jiaozhou Road, the whole school area is only two acres, or the founder of the school, Mr. Ma Junwuma, borrowed it with his own private property as a mortgage, plus the investment of several school directors such as Wang Boqun, and the investment of the original landlord to build the current school buildings. It has only been about seven months since the school building was built, because the overall area is only more than 1,000 square meters, so there are only two school buildings, plus the dormitory, the place has been occupied, and the students and teachers add up to more than 300 people.

This school is the well-known Daxia University, which is a school established by 300 teachers and students separated from Xiamen University, which means "Everbright China", and "Daxia" is also the reverse meaning of "Xiamen University".

There is only one main road in the school, seven or eight small roads, pine trees are planted next to the road, and there is a cherry blossom forest not far away, many students come and go, because today is Monday, so everyone is busy with classes, although Daxia University is small, but because there are many teachers who are separated from Xiamen University, the teaching quality is not bad.

In the crowd of people coming and going, two people were chatting happily, one was wearing a long shirt, the other was wearing a suit and tie, and the students who passed by saw the middle-aged man in a long shirt and greeted him respectfully: "Hello Mr. He." ”

"Hello." Mr. He humbly greeted this group of students, Mr. Ho's name is He Bingsong, he was admitted to Xiucai at the age of 13, studied in the United States at the age of 22, obtained a bachelor's degree at the age of 25 and transferred to the Graduate School of Princeton University to study modern history and international politics, and returned to China with a master's degree at the age of 26.

"Wangyu, you came back from the United States to study for a master's degree, and I can be regarded as your senior, haha, welcome to join Daxia University." He Bingsong works at the Commercial Press in Shanghai and is also a professor at Guanghua University and Daxia University. Because Daxia University was only established and needed a large number of talents, as soon as Dai Wangyu returned to China, He Bingsong asked someone to contact him and invited Dai Wangyu to come to Daxia University to give lectures, hang the title of associate professor, and then wait for the next semester to recommend Dai Wangyu as a full professor.

In fact, with Dai Wangyu's master's degree in history, it is more than enough to be a professor in an ordinary university, but the board of trustees of Daxia University discussed it and felt that it was best for young people to exercise for a semester, and if they had achievements, they should immediately be promoted to professors, so as to convince the public. However, even though he is an associate professor, he is still paid according to the full professor.

Dai Wangyu was wearing glasses, and when he saw He Bingsong being so polite, he hurriedly smiled and said, "It's an honor, Mr. He has always been my role model." ”

He Bingsong walked and suddenly said, "Wen Jin, didn't you say you were coming?" Why didn't you come? You didn't call her? ”

He Bingsong asked, Su Wenjin is said to be Dai Wangyu's high school classmate, studying together, but went to different places, Dai Wangyu went to the United States, and Su Wenjin went to France, graduated from the University of Lyon and majored in European history, also with a master's degree. The return date is quite close, both in April.

Dai Wangyu said: "I had already called when I came in the morning, so I guess the girl should dress up when she goes out." ”

He Bingsong smiled: "I forgot about this, I am indeed a little old-fashioned." I heard that Zhang Tingjin, the dean of Nanyang University in the Ministry of Communications, called Wen Jin to hang up the title of professor, Wen Jin, did she go? He Bingsong was also unwilling to let go of this opportunity to win over Su Wenjin, so this time he had to pack Dai Wangyu and Su Wenjin away together.

Dai Wangyu said with a smile: "Wen Jin told me that Nanyang University of Jiaotong did not offer history-related courses, and it was useless for her to go, so she politely declined." ”、

He Bingsong nodded: "That's what I said, those of us who are engaged in literature can't do their engineering work, she hasn't decided where to go yet, she just came to Daxia University with you as an associate professor, I guarantee that you will become regular next semester, otherwise I will go to Mr. Ma's house every day to eat, and I won't leave." ”

Dai Wangyu said gratefully: "Thank you, Mr. He." ”

After walking a short distance, he was about to walk out of the school gate, at this time, a car stopped outside the school gate, and a girl wearing a cheongsam walked over, with an elegant temperament, graceful and luxurious, He Bingsong and Dai Wangyu looked at each other and smiled: "She, isn't she coming?" ”

"Hello Dr. Su, what do you think of our little temple?" He Bingsong laughed, then opened his arms and showed Su Wenjin the school building that was only built last year.

Su Wenjin knew that Dai Wangyu would come over this time, so she dressed up specially, delayed a little time, and hurriedly apologized. Then he pretended to be angry and said, "Mr. He, if you say the same thing as those newspaper writers, I will ignore you in the future." ”

Su Wenjin received a master's degree in European history from the University of Lyon, but after returning to China, she was boasted of a doctorate in newspapers. Su Wenjin was originally very angry, this kind of thing was known to others, and she thought that she Su Wenjin was a person who sold her reputation and reputation, so she found a newspaper to theorize. Later, Su Wenjin learned that the reporter who reported had no culture, thinking that all the universities in China were bachelor's degrees, and those who came back from studying abroad were doctors, so under the reporter's revelations, many people knew that Su Wenjin was a doctor.

Su Wenjin complained to many people about this matter, but everyone laughed, she became a doctor for no reason, this kind of good thing, so she doesn't mind, and other reporters are also kind.

The three of them walked together on the sheep intestine trail, and gradually talked about the recent national events, He Bingsong smiled: "I really envy Shulie, I went to Guangzhou to do big things, I left before the Chinese New Year, I thought about it for three months, I received a letter from him some time ago, saying that he was going to engage in a peasant movement, it was really amazing, and I saw the essence clearly." ”

Su Wenjin said: "We naturally want to learn like Mr. Xiao. ”

He Bingsong saw that the foreshadowing was almost over, so he said, "Wen Jin, do you have any plans after you come back?" ”

Su Wenjin said: "I still want to put an end to the historical research of Central Europe, especially Germany. ”

He Bingsong nodded: "I don't know, wouldn't it be beautiful if Miss Wen Jin would like to come to our Daxia University to teach and apply what she has learned." ”

Dai Wangyu received He Bingsong's eyes, and also encouraged beside him: "Wen Jin, if you come to Daxia University, we will be colleagues?" ”

Su Wenjin looked at Dai Wangyu with a smile, her clear eyes were like a pool of autumn water, rippling people's hearts: "Really? Wangyu, you have also learned to follow Mr. He to play tricks on people, I can learn it myself, but I can't teach people. ”

Dai Wangyu faced Su Wenjin: "Wenjin, I'm serious. ”

He Bingsong also said: "Wen Jin, what Wangyu said is right, teaching this thing, once born, second ripe, not to mention that you are still a master, you will be completely proficient after teaching twice." ”

The corners of Su Wenjin's mouth rose, and she said with a smile: "Wangyu, I hope you will tell me in person, and I hope I will teach the class." ”

Dai Wangyu took Su Wenjin's hand, and then covered her right hand on the back of her hand: "Wenjin, the school needs talents like you, and I also hope that you can come to Daxia University to teach." ”

Su Wenjin looked at Dai Wangyu's somewhat stunned face, this high-achieving student who studied history in the United States is always serious and will not make a joke. Then Su Wenjin thought of the slightly provocative eyes of the man named Yan Buwen at the Xinye tea party before, and thought to herself, if Dai Wangyu had half of Yan Buwen's emotional intelligence, it would not be that they had known each other for so many years, and the number of times they held hands could be counted in the palm of one hand, or normal social pull-downs.