Fang Damei also suddenly realized that she was half-baked again. With this awareness, I suddenly felt a fever on my face. The red face and the sunset form a complement to each other.

Qian Jun suddenly saw Fang Damei's shy face, which was as beautiful as the fiery clouds in the west under the reflection of the sunset. Before I knew it, my heartbeat was accelerating. The tall Qian Jun, looking at Fang Damei in the afterglow of the sunset, was touched by the brilliant glow and the faint flush on Fang Damei's face, and his heart suddenly beat faster.

The two of them looked at each other tacitly. Who knows, when they looked at each other, there were sparks. This spark was like a quiet lake, suddenly falling into a boulder, not only smashing out bright waves, but also releasing wave after wave of ripples.

The two men quickly looked away.

But the waves in my heart have not been able to calm down for a long time.

After all, Qian Jun was a few years older, so he quickly put down the ripples in his heart, and hurriedly found a topic to talk to Fang Damei to hide the unrest in his heart.

Qian Jun asked Fang Damei, "What do you usually like?" ”

Fang Damei also calmed down, knowing that the other party was studying history, after all, the two of them must have a common topic in this regard. According to his usual real likes, he confided in the other party.

"I'm not afraid of your jokes. What I like, it's a little bit offbeat. ”

"What do you like?"

"Love the word."

"So elegant."

"Isn't it niche?"

"Nope. Who's your favorite word? ”

"Li Qingzhao."

"Li Qingzhao does not have many poems, less than 100 poems, but the proportion of famous works is very high. His poems are not only highly skilled, but also bold in some of his subjects. ”

"Isn't it like me, a little half-baked?"

"Why do you say that about yourself?"

"Nagged by my mother. Now I don't even know how to talk to people well. The words spoken are a bit half-hearted. Looks like my stupid nickname is right. ”

"This is true temperament. I'll tell you the truth. I also like poetry. ”

"Do you like poetry, or do you like words?"

"It has the charm of poetry, and the words have the characteristics of words. Likes vary. ”

"Who do you like?"

"I prefer Xin Qiji. That's a general. He is a representative of the bold lyricist. ”

"I don't like extravagant people. I just like the graceful ones. ”

"Which of Li Qingzhao's lyrics do you like the most?"

"Huanxi Sha • Girlfriends

The embroidered face hibiscus smiled, and the oblique flying duck lined the cheeks. The eye waves are only guessed.

On the one hand, the style is deep and rhyme, and the half-note is coquettish and hateful. The moon shifts and the shadow of the flower comes back. ”

"The last film writes about the woman's appearance and careful thinking, presenting the image of a young girl who is active and beautiful."

"Is there anything like me?"

"It's a little bit. But I still like the next film the most. "On the one hand, the style is deep and rhyme, and the half-note is coquettish and hateful. The moon shifts and the shadow of the flower comes back. Li Qingzhao brushed over the meeting between the two and did not write in detail, but he could feel that the two were in a hurry and reluctant. The word "hate" is also naïve, as if it is coquettish. I also asked the other party not to forget to write a letter, as for the next meeting, whether it has been booked this time, or whether it will be said in the letter, we don't know. ”

"The word is written dating, it should be said that it is very lively and healthy, full of youthful vitality, telling the intoxication of beautiful love, clean and bright."

But this is such a word, but it has been denounced by some poetic critics as "the absurd words of Lu Lane, and the pen is written wantonly". It's confusing for a while. It is none other than Wang Zhuo, a famous poetry critic of the same era as Li Qingzhao, who adheres to this theory. ”

"This man is not very famous. At that time, there were too many false Taoisms. ”

"Is there less in this era?"

"I don't know much about Li Qingzhao's works."

"Which of his works are you most familiar with?"

"Like a dream

Last night's rain was sparse and the wind was sudden, and the heavy sleep did not kill the wine,

I tried the curtain people, but the begonias were still the same.

Do you know, know or not, it should be green, fat, red and thin. ”

"This one is very popular. However, there is also a song "Like a Dream Order", which is even more famous than this one. ”

"Which one?"

"Like a dream

I often remember the twilight of the Creek Pavilion, drunk and don't know the way back,

Returning to the boat at night, he strayed into the depths of the lotus flower.

Fighting, fighting, startling a shoal of gulls and herons. ”

"Looks like you really like words. I'm really ashamed to compare myself to you in this regard. ”

"You are a big man, why are you always so polite?"

"It's not polite, it's honest."

"Then let's change the subject."

Qian Jun felt very uncomfortable with letting a girl take care of herself and change the topic. What's more, it's almost dusk. Before the arrival of this hazy night, it is also necessary to play ancient poems, which has a unique flavor. So he still wanted to continue that topic.

"Do you write your own words?" Qian Jun continued to ask her.

"When you have nothing to do, fill in a few songs." Fang Damei replied.

"Can you let me hear your masterpiece?" Qian Jun said with great interest.

"I can't remember asking you that." Fang Damei's mind was indeed blank.

"Don't you want to share it with me?" Qian Jun took her army.

"Not really. Let's two, add a WeChat. I'll go back and look at my notebook. And then send it to you on WeChat, how about it? ”

"Good! Will you sweep me, or shall I sweep you? ”

"I'll sweep you."

The two of them scanned WeChat.

"You pass me." Qian Jun said.

"Right now!"

Qian Jun's mobile phone remembered the prompt tone.

When I opened the phone, I saw that it was Fang Damei's avatar, but her screen name made Qian Jun very puzzled.

"How do you get a screen name? It's really a silly girl. ”

"Get used to it."

"Your own nickname is so easy for people to know."

"What are you afraid of?"

"You're such a beautiful girl. It's fun to call it that way. ”

"It's just fun. It's been almost 20 years old. I don't take this seriously. ”

"I suggest you change your screen name. Calling your scientific name, Damei, is also a bit better than that. ”

"Don't you know? Fools are blessings. ”

"There's that saying."

"I think my nickname has brought me all the blessings, so I don't want to change it."

"If that's what you think, then be whatever you want."

"Do you think I'm really stupid?"

"It's stupid, how can you get the top prize in liberal arts."

"Even if your IQ is not low, your EQ is okay."

"Compared to you, barely."

"Do you work in the city?"

"In the capital."

"Go to school or work?"

"Ph.D., there is one year left to defend my dissertation. But I'm already officially participating. ”

"Where?"

"Institute of Nationalities, Chinese Academy of Social Sciences."

"Tall."

"My mentor is the director of the Institute of Nationalities. And it is the most famous Tibetologist in our country. So I went to work early. In the future, you can also enter the station for postdoctoral studies. ”

"It's okay for a man to get a PhD."

"Women are fine. And most of the PhDs we studied together were female classmates. ”

"Ask you a stupid question."

"What's the problem?"

"People say that if a woman has a doctorate, she is not a woman."

"Hahaha, you know that too."

"It's so widespread, how could I not know?"

"Which version?"

"The third kind of people, men, women, female doctors, aren't they the three kinds of people in the world? Are there any other versions? ”

"I've only heard of this kind at the moment. Every day, I stayed in the study, looked up information, and wrote papers. There's very little time for a casual chat like this. Those of us who do national history have to swim in the sea of books every day. It's rare to have such an easy time. ”

"Don't interrupt. Others say I'm a half-butcher. So I decided not to do my PhD anymore. My academic qualifications are up to my master's degree, and I was already laughed at by others, so I can't add more jokes. ”

"You're funny. was ruined by a sentence. ”

"The bus is coming, let's get on the bus and talk again."

The two of them got on the bus, and twilight gradually came.