"I want to announce loudly that I am reluctant to leave you. Even the neighbors next door can guess how I feel now..."
Jing Gao hummed Jay Chou's song "Simple Love", walked briskly back to the spacious community, and took the elevator upstairs.
He and Deng Ran didn't get tired of each other on campus for long. The first time he kissed her, his hands were all wrapped around her slim waist. After about ten minutes, he sent the shy and pretty beauty back to the downstairs of her dormitory, and made an appointment to take her to "Jinghe" to taste delicious food tomorrow afternoon.
He was in a very good mood at this time.
"Ding dong."
The 20th floor is here in an instant. As soon as Jing Gao stepped out of the elevator door, he saw the door of the room 2002 next door open, and there was the faint sound of music. When he was using his fingerprint to open the door, he called out to the old man, "Ha, young man, it's rare that you come back early today. Come and have a drink with me."
No...are we that familiar?
Jing Gao thought for a while, but did not refuse. He pushed his door open and said, "Master, please wait a moment."
Back in the house, I searched in the wine cabinet, picked out a mid-range red wine, took it directly in my hand, and carried it over.
It is your first time to be a guest, so you should bring some gifts.
Entering the entrance is the entrance hall. The mural is "Winter Plum Picture", which is very elegant. A nanny in her forties was waiting at the door and said politely: "No need to change into slippers. No. Professor Zhao is waiting for you in the living room."
I go. Is this old man a professor?
Jing Gaoyi came in and handed the red wine to the nanny, feeling a little surprised. Today's university professors are called "calling beasts" on the Internet. However, generally speaking, when you meet university professors in real life, they are still very respected.
But it’s normal to think so.
He met this old man twice. Once, he was wearing a shirt and trousers, holding a cane and a book, looking elegant and handsome. Once, he was wearing a Tang suit, holding his beautiful wife on his arm. It is indeed the style of a cultural person.
Turning around the entrance is the spacious living room. The furnishings are restrained yet stylish.
Professor Zhao, dressed in casual clothes, was leaning slightly on the soft and large black sofa, with a wine glass in his right hand and tapping time on his lap with his left hand. A disc is playing on the TV. Don't get me wrong, this is a disc for serious people to watch.
Excerpt from Huangmei Opera: The Female Consort. The singing voice of Ma Lan, a famous artist of the generation. In 1984, he appeared in an excerpt of the Spring Festival Gala. The one who played Tang Monk's mother in Journey to the West was famous all over China and became a goddess of the generation.
"I have also been to the Qionglin Banquet, and I have also beaten horses in front of the street..."
On TV, on the Spring Festival Gala stage, the young Ma Lan was wearing a pink short-sleeved gauze dress, with neck-length hair, almond-shaped eyes and red lips, fair skin, and picturesque eyebrows. It can become a symbol of beauty of an era.
Professor Zhao hummed along, slightly intoxicated.
Jing Gao stood nearby and did not interrupt Professor Zhao. I secretly thought to myself, isn't Teacher Ma the dream lover of Professor Zhao when he was young?
After finishing the 4-minute excerpt, Professor Zhao pressed the remote control and then said, "Young man, sit down, sit down. Chunlan, bring me another cup."
As he spoke, he took the red wine from Chunlan, put on his reading glasses, turned the bottle, "tsk tsk" twice, and put the wine on the coffee table in front of him, "Young man, you are generous! I am being disrespectful."
Jing Gao was speechless for a while. Don't you always change the topic too quickly? He took the wide-mouth glass wine glass from Aunt Chunlan.
Professor Zhao is a great person. In front of his level, even Jing Gao's acting skills are useless. He saw the whole thing at a glance and glared: "You kid, don't be ungrateful. No matter how many people want to give me gifts, I won't accept them."
Jing Gao smiled helplessly, not wanting to get angry with an old man. He guessed that Professor Zhao was telling the truth, so he changed the subject and said, "Old man, at your age, drinking alcohol late at night is not good for your health."
Professor Zhao waved his hand and said in a mellow voice: "Can you drink some rice wine? People don't rely on their muscles and bones for strength. You pour the wine yourself. Come on, fill it up for me. Oh, what's your surname?"
Jing Gao had learned a lesson from Professor Zhao's "old naughty" temperament. He poured him wine first, and then replied: "My surname is Jing. Jing of Shuijing. Jing Gao."
Professor Zhao said with disgust: "Xiaojing, the way you introduce yourself sounds very uneducated. The word 'well' first appeared in the oracle bone inscriptions of the Shang Dynasty. It was first used as a pictographic character, and there is a little bit in it.
There is a "well hexagram" in the Book of Changes. Changing the city does not change the well. Yi means village. In ancient times, villages changed many times, but they all revolved around the wells used to draw water. The moral is: changes in appearance do not change the essence.
Lu's Spring and Autumn Annals of the Qin Dynasty said: The beauty of water is the dew of the three dangers, and the well of Kunlun. This is the meaning of spring water.
Han Yu, Emperor Wenzong of the Tang Dynasty, said: There is a well in the northeast of the post, and it is said that it is Zhaowang Well. This is the meaning of the prince's tomb. You said you chose to introduce yourself with '水Well', hi! "
Jing Gao was actually a little shocked. This Professor Zhao has something special! Ma De, one word can give you a quotation from the scriptures. The key is to open your mouth and come.
Professor Zhao was very satisfied with Jing Gao's reaction and pointed out: "Next time when you introduce yourself, say that Jing is well-organized and has high ambitions. This is the national policy - Qi Ce. Tell me that you are a rule-abiding but ambitious person. people.
How about it, do you want to change it to Chu Ci style? "
I go. Old man, I admire your dazzling skills.
Jing Gao took a sip of rice wine and declined, "No need. Professor Zhao, why are you in the mood to drink today?"
Professor Zhao and Jing Gao chatted nonsense, but they got to know each other a little better, and sighed: "My dead wife is mourning the sun. After singing the autumn graves, I still feel sad."
Seeing Jing Gao's confused face, he obviously didn't know the source. I thought he was quite smart, so I got angry again and scolded him: "Classmate Xiaojing, you should read more books when you have time. Money alone is of no use! You cannot help the king and help the world, and you cannot embrace the peach blossoms on one side and the hibiscus on the other."
Where does Jing Gao know about Nalan Xingde's poems?
At this moment, Jing Gao gritted his teeth. Old Man Zhao’s ideals are awesome! He was referring to the latter sentence.
With Jing's high EQ and IQ, of course he understood that the "dead wife" mentioned by Professor Zhao was not the elegant and quiet intellectual beauty he met before. Eighty percent refers to the ex-wife.
Jing Gao took a sip of wine and said seductively: "Please tell me in detail."
How could Professor Zhao easily be fooled by Jing Gao and tell his story to Jing Gao? Drinking wine, he said calmly: "You kid! Are you scolding me in your belly? Let me tell you something useful."
I see you driving around in luxury cars, living in a building in the community, and having two followers waiting on you around the clock. You have money! But wealth cannot be equated with social power and status.
For example, your girlfriend's family member is seriously ill and you want the chief doctor and national expert of Union Medical College to come for diagnosis and treatment. It’s hard to do even if you have money.
So, do you know how to convert the two? "
Jing Gao pondered slightly. Of course he had thought about this issue. He is not Xiaoyan's male god. When he reflected, one of the things he felt was that he didn't have enough power. How to improve, what he thought at the time was: just follow the richest man.
But you have to go up step by step. Cannot take off directly. The specific operation is linked to his career.
But what about the finer details? He had a feeling that Professor Zhao's next words would be of great value to him.
