Dress to be a celebrity

It took about one class before Teacher Huan finished explaining the process of the meeting.

The gist is roughly: "My younger brother is very talented, and he will naturally do better than others when he gives lectures." If you want to hold a lecture conference, it is best to imitate Fujian, and if you have to find another way, it will definitely not be as good as this one"...

How to organize the conference, in fact, he wrote an article to explain clearly after the first conference. There are not many improvements in this round, and a few words are enough to explain.But the talented scholar in Suzhou asked him how he could hold a better conference than the one in Fujian, so he had no choice but to teach these students a few more words.

A group of Suzhou students almost brainwashed him, thinking that Fujian is where the world's famous scholars and masters are located, and they in Suzhou have to chase after the popular small places in Fujian.

They just returned to the venue in a trance, when they were bumped into by a teaching assistant who warmly greeted them and asked, "A few friends just left in a hurry and didn't get the question paper, right? We have a chance to ask questions at the Lecture Conference in Fujian." , Everyone can write three questions on paper, and the teachers will pick out the most frequently asked questions to explain. Before the teacher explains, there will be a self-study class, and some students will be selected to experience the taste of speaking on stage."

Well, these talented people also have a chance to be on stage?Then how can they grab the chance to be on stage during their self-study?

Do you want to send some gifts to Song Shi or Mr. Huan in private?Or simply bribe the teaching assistant in front of him who is handing out scrolls?

Zhu Hao asked how to get on stage on behalf of everyone, and the teaching assistant said with a smile: "It depends on luck. The last session was due to the lack of people, so students voluntarily raised their hands and asked people to go up. This session will participate in the conference There were more than [-] people, and it seemed unfair to call people, so Song Sheren arranged a lottery process. You can see that the numbers are written on the rolls. When it comes to self-study, you have to shake out the numbers on the stage, and use the numbers to call people on stage. of."

What does this lottery mean? Is it like a lottery to shake these paper strips with numbers out of the tube?

Talented scholars in Suzhou were once again impacted by new things.Under the successive blows, their confidence in the fashion capital of Suzhou was even shaken. Looking at the ordinary green shirts with sleeves only half a foot wide on the assistants, they seemed to be more fashionable than the dazzling wide-sleeved lake silk gowns on their own. up.

Fortunately, among the few teachers who gave lectures later, some of them sat behind the desk and explained in eloquence like other scholars gave lectures.The teaching assistant on the stage just stood by, and after the last sentence of the handout on the stage, he opened a new handout page for the students to read.

Although each student has pre-printed handouts in the Song Dynasty, they can see the key points in a blink of an eye while listening to the class, which is more comfortable than listening to the paper while looking down at the page.

Between the seats under the stage, about seven or eight rows away, there are teaching assistants holding something similar to a horn but without a neck, and several times larger than the horn, repeating the content of the teacher's lecture loudly into the small mouth.

The teacher made mistakes in his lectures, and there was a pause every few sentences, and the teaching assistants spread their voices layer by layer, so that everyone in the audience could clearly hear the lecture content.

This time is not only the last lecture before Qiu Wei, but also the last lecture before next year's spring, so the teachers are all focused on the questions, talking more about the Four Books and Five Classics, less about Neo-Confucianism, and most of the questions handed in by the students in the audience are questions. According to how to explain a certain sentence in the book, several topics that were popular last year, such as "Heavenly Law and Human Desire", "Li Qi", etc., fell far out of the top [-] this year.

After class in the afternoon, the teaching assistants collected the question papers. The teacher went back to the city to rest. Arrange the statistics topic.

There are ready-made screens and paper on the side of the lectern. Just pull a piece of paper and put it on the screen, just like students choose class committees to make statistics: four students divide their places to write questions on the screen, and those that are repeated are under the questions Draw the orthographic characters, and read the questions by one person, and unpack the paper strips around the question box, copy down the name and number, and pass them to the reader.

This efficiency is much higher than the efficiency calculated by only him and Huan Ling last year. It took only half an hour to count more than 700 pieces of paper. After everything was sorted out, the sky was still dark.

Everyone looked at the densely written paper, and couldn't help sighing: "When we held this seminar last year, everyone thought it was an unheard of conference. I didn't expect it to have such a scale this year, and there is such a fresh study of the Fa. Years are better than years."

But there are also people who are sentimental: "There will be no lectures next year, and Brother Song will go to Beijing to take the exam again. I am afraid that he will not return to Fujian after this trip... In the next year's conference, without the host of Brother Song, it will inevitably be eclipsed. few."

Zhao Yueshu was determined to leave Fujian, and he was more touched than others: "It's not just Brother Song, the people in our organizing committee have learned more from the teacher than foreigners, and have a deeper understanding? Naturally, there will be many people in the future. When the time comes We are officials from all over the world, although we cannot return to Wuping to preside over the seminar, but our names can be added to the conference by hanging our names here."

These members of the organizing committee are either freshmen or juren. They will take exams this year and next. When it comes to the mid-term exam, everyone is reluctant to talk about it. They just say: "We should buy some wine to celebrate."

Just as he was saying this, a few Mihan brought over food boxes and good wine from a nearby restaurant.The dishes are all hot and freshly cooked. Although there is no ginseng and abalone belly, there are also chicken and fish, which are salty and fragrant, and they all taste like local Hakka dishes.The hunters put the food and wine on the table in front of the pulpit, and helped them divide the food and sieve the wine. A scholar in green shirt came slowly from behind——

It was Mr. Huan who helped them organize the meeting all the way.

Shen Shijing and the others quickly stood up and led all the sentient beings to salute Huan Ling to thank them. Huan Ling waved his hands to call them up, and said with a smile, "Thank you for your hard work. This conference has more than twice as many people as the last one." , it is also thanks to you that we can do this well. There are still a few years to come, and I hope that you will spare no effort and work together to make this conference a success from the beginning to the end."

He personally poured a glass of wine to respect everyone, and these students naturally had to toast in turn to show their sincerity.

Huan Ling had a good capacity for alcohol and would not refuse anyone who came, but Song Shi was afraid that he would be poisoned if he drank too much alcohol, so he stopped him and persuaded everyone: "This wine is steamed white wine, so you can't stand drinking it like this. Let's all respect Mrs. Huan for a glass." , and the rest are up to each other. But there will be a lecture tomorrow, so don’t really let go of the drink.”

Huan Ling also said: "Junior brother is absolutely right, too much alcohol will cause trouble, so let's drink less today to meet the occasion, and when the meeting is over tomorrow, let's celebrate with peace of mind."

Seeing that he was very firm in his refusal, everyone only offered a toast together.

He put down his cup and said: "I'm here, if you think that all the students will not be able to eat in peace, then I will take Junior Brother Song back to the county and give these questions to Mr. Xunyan and all the teachers."

He picked up the title volume himself, held it in both hands and turned to leave.Song Shi sleeved the list, followed him into a blue official car, and staggered towards the county.

As he walked, Song Shi felt that something was wrong - his senior brother's face was reddish, the roll of paper was clenched in his hands, his fingers trembled from time to time, and his eyes looked at him from time to time, as if he was a little melancholy.

Could it be that he was unwell after drinking?

He pulled the window screens on both sides of the car, sat next to Huan Ling, took off the paper roll in his hand and threw it on the other side of the chair, supported his shoulder and said, "You lean on me, lean your head on my shoulder It might be more comfortable. If you want to vomit, just tell me and spit it into my sleeve, my clothes are not expensive."

Huan Ling obediently put her head on his shoulder, her body trembling slightly, and her hands slowly wrapped around his waist.

Song Shi thought he was suffering so badly, and felt sorry for him, so he couldn't help nagging him: "What are you drinking so much for? You haven't eaten, so next time before you drink..."

Huan Ling shook his head against his neck, and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm not drunk, but I just heard them say that you are going to Beijing and will never return to Fujian again, which touches my heart."

Yes, his father looked like he was going to be promoted. Regardless of whether he won the exam this year, he probably had to leave Fujian next year.Their brothers and sisters have been separated for more than four years, and they have only been together for a few years and then separated. It must be very difficult for this child to be an official here alone...

He raised his hand and patted Huan Ling's shoulder, and comforted him: "When your sister gets married, don't you, as an elder brother, have to go to watch the ceremony? Maybe you came to Beijing earlier than me. If I can really go to Yingchunwei, then I will return I have to ask you to rent an apartment for me."

Huan Ling tightened his arms, swallowed a sigh, and said flatly: "When the time comes, I will not only help you rent a house, but I'm afraid I'll even marry you."

Song Shi had a headache and said: "How can you be like the Seventh Aunt and Eighth Aunt when you are young, and you will be forced to marry before the Chinese New Year... My father is still waiting for me to marry the old man's daughter. I think the granddaughters of the old man are all here now I'm getting married, so I might as well wait a few more years, and when a daughter returns from my hometown, I'll be his son-in-law."

Huan Ling couldn't help being amused by him, raised his hand to pinch his face, and said with a smile: "Where is there such a thing as the son-in-law of Xuxian!"

He laughed wantonly and had a good time pinching, but when he came back to his senses, he found that Song Shi was looking at him quietly, with something wrong in his eyes.

I'm afraid...he finally saw what he was thinking.

The thought he tried so hard to hide was exposed by the person who shouldn't know it. He should have been terrified and afraid, but at the moment he was actually very calm, and even expected Song Shi to ask him something——

Even if Shi Guan'er said "I'm not manly" to his face, at least he understood his intentions and completely cut off his thoughts. It's better than he is full of love and desire now, and pretends to be just an ordinary brother on the surface affection.

He didn't know when he withdrew his hand, Song Shi's handsome and picturesque face was exposed in front of him without any concealment, and there was still a little red mark on his cheek pinched by his fingers.

His eyes dodged a little, his chest rose and fell slightly, and the sound of his breathing seemed to be clearly discernible amidst the sound of rolling wheels and the cries of vendors on both sides of the street.

He called out "Shiguan'er" in a low voice, and stretched out his hand to him again, as if he wanted to turn his face to his side again, and as if he wanted to take him into his arms.However, the carriage stopped suddenly at this moment, and the two of them swayed with the carriage suddenly, and Song Shi plunged into his arms.

The smooth hair brushed against his cheeks, carrying the unique mint fragrance of mosquito repellent.

This fragrance has been with him for many years, and every time he smells it, he feels refreshed and peaceful.However, at this time his heart was beating extremely violently, and he almost blurted out a sentence that he had suppressed for a long time, but was interrupted abruptly by the driver outside who said "Lord Huan".

The Fu Hotel has arrived.

Song Shi leaned on his shoulders and sat up with strength, showing a hasty smile, and said distractedly: "Then you go down first, no, then I go down first. I'll just show the list to the inspector and the teachers. You drank too much just now, go back to your room and sleep for a while, and eat some hot noodle soup to warm your stomach at night."

He stood up abruptly, took the roll of paper full of questions, staggered out of the car, and ran towards the hotel without looking back.

Huan Ling watched his back disappear behind the screen wall, looked down at his empty embrace, was silent for a while, and then slowly smiled.

Much better results than he thought.

After all, Shi Guan'er still couldn't bear his suffering.

Why is he so considerate, so considerate that people can't let go...

He really wanted to catch up and hug Song Shi, so he stopped letting go, but now is not the time to force him.

In three months' time, it will be Qiu Wei, and there will be an exam next spring, which is the critical juncture of review, and he can't disturb Shi Guan'er's mood for his own selfishness.When the examination is over next year, if he wins a Jinshi, even if he is not in Beijing, he will send someone to ask: I don't have a daughter of Mr. Ge, I don't know if he will give in to Mr. Ge's grandson.

For Huan Ling, this night was like a dream, and for Song Shi, it was also chaotic like a dream without logic.

Until he lay back on the bed at night, he was still repeatedly recalling Huan Ling's every move in the dark night, thinking with horror: How did the little brother give it?