When you enter Sufu, you will see a large garden, which has a variety of flowers, and it does not appear to be messy, the types and colors of the flowers are carefully selected, and when they are planted, when they bloom in spring, they can form a special and beautiful pattern. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoIn addition, there are many small trees in Sufu, all of which are landscape trees cultivated in ceramic pots, which are easy to deal with, so that the trees are not too big and too miscellaneous to affect the beauty of the whole house.

The floor was covered with marble floors, which should have been swept in the morning, so the floor was clean, not even a single leaf had fallen.

When I arrived at the hall, what caught my eye was an oil painting hanging on the wall, on which a girl sat on a chair, holding a book in her hand and looking carefully, this oil painting was very good, the girl on it was the same as Su Wenjin in terms of temperament and appearance, and it must have been painted by someone else.

"Xu Beihong?" Yan Buwen was shocked, and saw that the author's inscription turned out to be painted by Xu Beihong, if this painting is passed on, it is very valuable.

At this time, Miss Su walked out of it, saw Yan Buwen, smiled, came over and took her hand, and then smiled: "What do you think of this painting?" ”

"The expression of light and shadow in this painting is very powerful, although there is no clear shadow, not even the outline line that highlights or fills in, it is all filled by color, and it can completely construct a human form, which is indeed a master's level." Yan Buwen said with a smile, this painting is Xu Beihong's painting, although Yan Buwen has never studied art, but he also knows that this is a great character, and the thinking of painting is not something that a layman like him can figure out.

Su Wenjin said: "I didn't expect Mr. Yan to know how to paint?" I don't understand, this painting was painted by Mr. Xu Beihong, I was fortunate to meet him in France two years ago, and then I painted this painting for me, so I took it back to China. ”

Yan Buwen smiled and said: "Feel free to speculate, Mr. Xu's skills are much more high-end." ”

There were two small rattan chairs next to the living room, and there was a small coffee table in the middle, Su Wenjin asked Yan Buwen to sit down, and he went over to call the maid to pour tea, and then sat on the chair next to Yan Buwen across a coffee table: "This tea is a Longjing brought by a classmate from Hangzhou, Mr. Yan or taste it." ”

Yan Buwen took a sip, and he had a different feeling from the Dongting Biluochun given by the boss in the Anping Teahouse last time, so Yan Buwen praised it.

Su Wenjin said with a smile: "Mr. praised too harshly, I don't understand tea, I can't drink anything, if Mr. thinks it's good, why don't you take the tea back and taste it slowly?" ”

Yan Buwen smiled casually: "Miss Su, are you close to me?" ”

Su Wenjin didn't expect Yan Buwen to say this, according to the general situation, she said that if she wanted to give away something, she would only encounter two situations, one was Cao Lingyuan, for example, he would treat it as a treasure. The other is Dai Wangyu, excuse yourself and then accept it, and then think of ways to make up for it in other ways. Such a straightforward question like Yan Buwen was something she hadn't expected before, did he know what he was looking for today?

Su Wenjin figured out in her heart, generally people who can say this are either thick-skinned or have never seen the world, but Yan Buwen is not very similar to the two: "Mr. Yan, it's a joke, it's just that I am a little unwell today and can't go out, so I called Mr. to come to my house for a reunion." This tea can be regarded as an apology. ”

Only she knows whether Su Wenjin is unwell or not, and the reason why she invited Mr. Yan to her house today is that she also has an idea in her heart, that is, to let Yan Buwen know her details, maybe it will be more certain to call him to teach in Daxia. It's like talking about business, knowing the root cause will always make people relax.

"Oh? You love Tagore's poems. Yan Buwen saw on the table Tagore's famous work "The Birds", which is one of the most outstanding poetry collections in the world.

Su Wenjin said: "In Tagore's poem "Flying Birds", day and night, stream and sea, freedom and betrayal, complement each other, which is very interesting. ”

Yan Buwen picked up the book, opened it and looked at it, and found that it was all in English, presumably Su Wenjin bought it when he was abroad, the domestic Chinese translation has a small circulation, and it all depends on luck to buy it, Yan Buwen opened the book and found that the second half of the poem was mixed with Tagore's "Flowing Fireflies", English is not much of a problem for him as a modern person to understand, but the English of the poem has been integrated so that it meets the aesthetic standards of the poem, and it is a little difficult to translate. Ileavenotraceofwingsintheair，butIamgladIhavehadmyflight。 There are no traces of birds in the sky, but I have flown over. ”

This is a sentence in "The Flowing Firefly Collection".

Su Wenjin said: "I like Tagore's sentence, Letlifebebeautifullikesummerflowersanddeathlikeautumeleaves." ”

Yan Buwen nodded: "I have also read this sentence, so that life is as gorgeous as summer flowers, and death is as quiet and beautiful as autumn leaves." Is that the sentence? ”

Su Wenjin's eyes suddenly lit up, and he said in surprise: "Make life as gorgeous as summer flowers, and death as quiet and beautiful as autumn leaves." Good sentence, I don't know where Mr. Yan saw it, when I was in college, students in the same school generally translated it as life is like a summer flower, death is like an autumn leaf, and compared with this sentence, the judgment is high. ”

Yan Buwen thought that this sentence was one of the "Flying Bird Collections" translated by Zheng Zhenduo, and it was also a relatively well-known translation, and now it seemed that this "Flying Bird Collection" was circulating on the market, so Yan Buwen said: "Occasionally I saw it in the bookstore, a Chinese translation. ”

Su Wenjin said: "If Mr. has time, can you bring me a copy." ”

Yan Buwen said: "Definitely." ”

"The charm of this poem is similar to Mr. Yan's 'I go gently, just as I come gently'." Su Wenjin said, I didn't expect that this Yan Buwen was indeed a bit talented, Su Wenjin hid her exclamation, but she still felt that Dai Wangyu was better in her heart, and it seemed that this Yan Buwen's level could reach Dai Wangyu's ninety-five.

Life is like the splendor of summer flowers, and death is like the quiet beauty of autumn leaves. Su Wenjin had to sigh at Yan Buwen's knowledge, and he was also a riddle of Tagore's poetry, but he seemed to have never found such a standard of translation in China.

Su Wenjin then asked, "Mr. Yan has such attainments in literature, does he have any idea of getting an errand in the university?" ”

Su Wenjin took the opportunity to drink tea and asked Yan Buwen, before Su Wenjin learned from Cao Lingyuan that Yan Buwen worked at the newspaper, and it was also a small tabloid office, Yan Buwen was an international student, and it was a bit condescending to work in a small newspaper. Yan Buwen smiled, sure enough, it was similar to what he had guessed before, Su Wenjin wanted to let him teach.

But Yan Buwen is also curious, according to the previous contact, Su Wenjin also has the arrogance of a female talent, how could she deign to invite herself to teach in person, and the cat in it is not known that Yan is not careful, so she simply excused herself and said: "Miss Su, the master is the teacher, my own level, teaching, isn't it a mistake?" ”

Su Wenjin coughed, the tea choked, and Su Wenjin felt a little angry in her heart, after all, I wiped my face, I begged you to teach, but you refused, I was not happy about this matter. She Su Wenjin has been surrounded by others since she was a child, and if it weren't for Dai Wangyu this time, she wouldn't have invited Yan Buwen to get together, but Yan Buwen didn't seem to be willing to give face at all, which made Miss Su very embarrassed.

I talked to him so much before, and I also said a lot of good things, it was useless, thinking of this, Su Wenjin felt dry mouth, and hurriedly drank tea to hide his embarrassment. There was even the idea of standing up and leaving, letting Wang Ma send off the guests, but in the end, reason overcame impulse, Su Wenjin calmed down and looked at Yan Buwen: "Mr. Yan, everything can't be so absolute, or Mr. Yan will think about it again, and this time it is a teacher position at Daxia University, Mr. He Bingsong and He personally asked me to invite it." There are many famous teachers in Great Xia, and there are not a few famous people who study literature, and Mr. Yan went to Baili without any harm. Mr. Yan, please don't lose Mr. He's face. ”

"Mr. Ho?" Yan Buwen saw that Miss Su was a little angry, so his tone was much more tactful.

Su Wenjin said: "Exactly, he has a master's degree from Princeton University, a well-known American university, and is now the director of the History and Geography Department of the Shanghai Commercial Press. ”

Yan Buwen said: "Understood." ”

Su Wenjin said: "Then you agreed to teach at Daxia University?" ”

The corners of Yan Buwen's mouth curled upward: "Or let's make a bet, I won't go if I win, and I'll go if you win." ”

Su Wenjin saw Yan Buwen's smile, she didn't know what Yan Buwen meant, his smile made his eyes smile, but she Su Wenjin had no way out: "How to bet?" ”

Yan Buwen stood up, walked behind Su Wenjin, then leaned into her ear, and said quietly, the hot wind around her mouth made Su Wenjin's ears a little itchy, but it was inexplicably very comfortable, so Su Wenjin did not immediately let Yan Buwen go away, but patiently listened to what he said.

After Yan Buwen finished speaking, he took the bag of tea on the table in his hand: "Okay, I won't take your things for nothing, this bag of tea is good, I took it away, how much is it?" ”

Su Wenjin was stunned for a moment, and before she could react, she said casually: "Five yuan." ”

Yan Buwen took out five yuan from his pocket, then put it on the table, and smiled: "Miss Su, take your leave." ”

Su Wenjin looked at the five yuan on the table, something haunted her mind, which made her inexplicably irritable, and the hall felt very depressed, so she shouted: "Mother Wang, you take the five yuan on this table, by the way, call me a car, I want to go to school." ”

irritable, congested, and even Su Wenjin didn't know why she agreed to Yan Buwen's gambling contract.

Su Wenjin, who was sitting in the car, could even carefully recall the tone of Yan Buwen just now.

"I ...... Bet you'll see me in your dreams tonight......"