After the morning class ended, He Tianran, who was sitting in his seat, was not in a hurry to leave. He had sorted out his notes and was about to take a leave from the work group in the library.
At this time, a strange voice suddenly came to my ears.
"Master He, are you free tonight? Let's make an appointment for dinner."
He Tianran raised his head and saw an unfamiliar male face standing in front of him with a smile.
I feel ashamed to say that there are about a hundred people in the three finance major classes this year. In a big class, students majoring in business administration and marketing will also come to attend the class. The lecture hall is full. He is I really don’t remember who the man in front of me is, but he looks familiar.
Perhaps sensing the hesitation on He Tianran's face, the strange classmate opposite him was very polite and added at the right time: "My fault, I forgot to introduce you. I am the monitor of Finance Class 2, Sun Qianzhi."
The other person extends his hand in a friendly manner.
Only then did He Tianran remember that he was one of the candidates for this term's student union president as mentioned by Guo Huai. He had played with him in the college's basketball competition before.
However, Sun Qianzhi seems to be closer to He Yuanchong. After all, He Tianran before did not care about interpersonal communication at all.
He Tianran also stretched out his hand, shook his hand, and said in a feigned familiarity: "Old Sun, I know, by the way, your student union is about to change its term. I heard that you are very popular as a candidate."
Sun Qianzhi was startled, then waved his hands and said with a smile: "What? The school work is very boring. It's just hard work. It's far behind compared to Mr. He."
He Tianran said equally modestly: "We are all classmates, there is nothing better or worse. What you said, Lao Sun, is outrageous."
The conversation between the two was extremely in line with the social fluency of contemporary youth. After complimenting each other, they got down to business.
"By the way, Old Sun, why would you think of asking me to dinner?"
He Tianran raised his chin to the seat in front of him. Sun Qianzhi understood, then sat in that seat, half-twisted his body, and said:
"Master He, I won't beat around the bush, the situation is like this, isn't the school's autumn sports meeting coming soon? Since several partners of our student union's external liaison department were not very satisfied with the previous activities, they are not satisfied with this one. I’m not very interested in the sports meeting. We are very busy right now. If Mr. He is free, can you have a casual dinner or something in the evening and show me the way?"
We have been classmates for three years, so it was a little late to say such polite words to get acquainted, and it sounded fake, so Sun Qianzhi simply got straight to the point.
He Tianran heard what he meant, "Do you want me to help you with your outreach?"
Sun Qianzhi nodded.
"How much do you want to pull?"
"Of course... the more, the merrier."
"You'd better make it clear."
"Two...three hundred thousand."
He Tianran immediately whistled and joked: "Wow, the amount is not small. Old Sun, the goal you have set for yourself is quite big."
Sun Qianzhi said distressedly: "There is no way. We have 20 colleges and more than 50 departments at the University of Hong Kong. Undergraduate students plus postgraduate and PhD students, etc., the manpower and material resources required for school-level activities do indeed require so much."
His statement is reasonable. The sports meeting of a first-class university like the University of Hong Kong will naturally not be too embarrassing, but He Tianran still made an estimate in his mind and felt that the number is still too much. In the final analysis, this is nothing more than a school sports meeting, and it needs The courts and sports supplies used are all available in the school, so this alone saves a lot of money.
He Tianran didn't bother to delve into the algorithm here. They all learned this. If you really want to make a budget, with the reputation of the University of Hong Kong, specifications of 500,000 and 700,000 can be made for you, and every item can be made for you. Everything is clear.
Of course, everyone knows how to calculate the accounts, and the school’s brand also has a premium. Whether it can attract sponsorship depends on the ability of their external relations department.
"Why don't you go find my brother? I remember you played well with him."
He Tianran asked suddenly.
Sun Qianzhi looked around the classroom and said with a smile on his face: "Didn't I see him today? I can only catch you and ask him. How is Mr. He? How about a massage tonight?"
In the past, when I studied directing, there were at least people like Li Wang who stuck to their opinions and pursued their dreams, but among the classmates who were working in finance around him, He Tianran had never seen anyone who was thin-skinned and dishonest.
"Old Sun, let me tell you, I may not be able to help you, and it will also cost you money. Isn't that good?"
He Tianran said this with a smile.
Sun Qianzhi said immediately without even thinking about it:
"Hey, Mr. He, you said this. It's good for everyone to get to know each other. Mr. He, you were too low-key before. If you can't talk about anything, you just play. In the past, I wanted to get to know each other, but I didn't have any good opportunities. This time If Mr. He appreciates your favor, I'll be your host tonight, how about that?"
He Tianran thought for a while.
"Okay."
Sun Qianzhi stood up with joy on his face: "Okay, I'll make arrangements in the evening. By the way, there may be a few classmates from our external relations department coming by then. Mr. He, don't you mind?"
"do not mind."
This is a test of He Tianran's social skills. If outsiders can be accepted to participate in this situation, then most of the people who will come will be a few girls. If it is the Luohan Bureau of Qingyishui, there is no point in talking about giving directions. , is it really a buddies gathering?
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After eating at the nearby cafeteria at noon, He Tianran returned to his dormitory and took a nap. Nearing the afternoon, he came to the School of Archeology and Museology.
This college is the smallest of the twenty colleges of the University of Hong Kong. It is also one of the few colleges where you can see traditional Chinese architectural style as the main theme on the campus of the University of Hong Kong.
But even though it occupies a small area, in fact, it used to be part of the History College system. Later, it was said that it was separated and established as an independent college because it spent too much money...
The University of Hong Kong's majors in archeology and cultural relics are definitely not as strong as those in the northern capital. After all, Hong Kong cities don't have many years of history, but in the south, this is the top archaeological and history institution, and the admission score is comparable to that of finance. For a strong major like architecture, it's really not that high. You can get in with a score of 590 or above.
But even so, the students of the School of Archeology and Museology are still in a state of decline visible to the naked eye...
He Tianran met Cao Aiqing in front of the college building.
The other party was chatting with a girl in Hanfu. When she saw the man approaching, the girl in Hanfu glanced at him and then ran away laughing.
He Tianran followed the girl who ran away for a while and asked:
"What's going on?"
Cao Aiqing teased her hair from her ears and temples, "I want me to take some photos for their Hanfu Club later if I can."
He Tianran looked at her, looked her up and down, and said with a smile: "I think it's pretty reliable. You can give it a try. I think you girls are quite interested in this kind of thing, right?"
"gone."
The girl was too lazy to pay attention to him. After saying this, she turned and left.
Speaking of which, Wen Liang and Cao Aiqing's dressing styles, looks and personalities are completely different. The former's style pays more attention to personalized expression, whether it is a cool girl style that is usually neutral, or occasionally a big one. The hot girl style of showing off her figure. Anyway, at first glance, the impression left is that this girl is definitely a fierce rouge horse.
But Cao Aiqing is different. Her own dressing style is more inclined to create a sense of "atmosphere", the kind of beauty that knows a little bit, and outsiders mostly view her as cold, not warm. Ryo has a prominent personality, so she can easily blend in with the natural environment where she is. She is by no means invisible to everyone. On the contrary, the place where she is seems to have a hazy feeling, like clouds and mist. She was just like a shadow in the clouds and mist, incomprehensible.
This kind of personality and appearance are really in line with the ancient oriental aesthetic system. Even He Tianran was a little curious about what Cao Aiqing looked like in ancient costume...
Five minutes later, the two arrived at Cao Fengyao's (Cao's father) open class classroom. The class had already started, so the two could only enter quietly through the back door.
In the finance major, there are hundreds of people in one big class alone, and there are even many people who sit in on the class. In the archeology major, there are very few people who come to listen to the open class of the honorary professor. Even in the morning There are less than half of them, which shows how thin the number of people in unpopular majors like archeology are today...
"I still remember that when I was in Xi'an when I was young, I came across an excavation work that required infrastructure construction. This kind of thing was nothing more than digging a tomb when laying the foundation for a construction project. Everyone knows that our excavation work is very meticulous. Yes, ten days and a half month is considered fast, but the construction team couldn't wait. They built one floor in a few days, but our tomb door wasn't even opened, so they pulled it up on the construction site. A banner basically means that the living have to compete with the dead for time, urging us to hurry up."
At this moment, Cao Fengyao was telling an interesting story from the past on the podium, and the audience burst into laughter.
Cao Aiqing and He Tianran hunched over and found a seat at the back. However, there was no one in the classroom, so they couldn't hide. Cao Fengyao's smart eyes with glasses followed their movements for a while. , did not reveal it, and continued the lecture with a smile.
"Perhaps, I have been in this business for a long time, so there is some cause and effect on me. I have a daughter who established her ambition when she was very young and said she wanted to study architecture. I thought to myself, good guy, I am responsible for your father. If you demolish a house for the dead, you focus on building a house for the living. We demolish it and build it again. This is really the way of heaven and reincarnation."
The audience burst into laughter again. Not long after she sat down, Cao Aiqing's ears turned red. However, no one looked back at her at this time. It seemed that these classmates did not know that Cao Aiqing was the daughter of the professor on the stage. The real protagonist in the fun talk.
He Tianran was also overjoyed when he heard this and joked:
"Has Uncle Cao always been so funny?"
Cao Aiqing glared at him and remained silent.
Cao Fengyao's lectures were very interesting. Some boring archaeological history and professional knowledge were explained by him in a very interesting way based on his own experience. His rhetoric and conversation were just right. He did not have the sophistication and prudentness of those old professors, nor did he have the arrogance of self-assertion of industry status.
Being affable is certainly important, but the cultivation and knowledge that Cao Fengyao inadvertently revealed during his lectures, as well as his love for his profession, are the most fascinating thing.
"Whether it's history or archeology, we are all newcomers in the face of centuries and millennia."
The middle-aged professor warned his juniors like this.
He talked about the rituals of the Spring and Autumn Period, the Eight Banners of the Qing Dynasty, the Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang whose tomb has never been opened, and the real relics in the underground palace of Famen Temple. These are all first-hand information, and the content is much more shocking than any tomb robbery. He Tianran gradually listened to He was fascinated. Of course, what he liked most were Cao Fengyao's personal experiences.
Right now, he was talking about a Song tomb he had excavated.
“Students, you must know that the work of archeology is not only to bring some dusty objects to light again, but what we should do is to let today’s people better understand the stories and culture that happened on this land in the past. Because this is inheritance and it is a big deal.
Let’s take an old Chinese saying as an example. It’s called, “If you live in the same quilt, if you die in the same hole,” I think everyone can understand the meaning. It’s nothing more than living together in life and living together in death. But in ancient times, the true way of expression was So what?
A few years ago, I led a team in Hunan to excavate a tomb group in the Northern Song Dynasty. There was an example of this. A couple was buried together. There were two tombs. Unfortunately, they had been stolen and there was nothing precious about them. The utensils were unearthed, but what is interesting is that after investigation by our archaeologists, we found that there is a small window connecting the two independent tombs. Does anyone know what this small window means? "
Cao Fengyao asked warmly, and there was a boy in the audience who immediately said with great interest:
"Burning hole?"
The middle-aged man shook his head and smiled: "No."
After saying that, his eyes couldn't help but drift towards his daughter and He Tianran.
He Tianran, who was in the audience, thought about the context, raised his hand and said, "Did...the owner of the tomb deliberately design this during his lifetime?"
Cao Fengyao asked: "Why do you say that?"
He Tianran scratched his head: "Because you just said that people live in the same quilt and die in the same cave, but the example is two independent tombs. If they are separated like this, it always feels like people do their own things after death, so... Almost meaningless."
He Tianran couldn't come up with words that were too technical, but he had read a lot of books and accumulated some traditional Chinese thoughts and aesthetics, so he could quickly intuitively detect something strange.
Cao Fengyao nodded with satisfaction, revealed the answer to the mystery and said:
"Yes, in fact, to put it bluntly, this is the truth. We call this small window 'Crossing the Immortal Bridge'. It is the product of the ancient people's concept of 'things die as things live', and it entrusts the life of the couple. We have been together for a long time, and have the beautiful wish to renew our relationship even after death. Leaving a window in the middle of the two tombs, two loving souls can chat while lying inside, and even visit each other. This reminds me of a story. The song is called "I'll Love You Even to Death"."
The audience was filled with admiration for the thousand-year love and laughter at the humor at the end.
Cao Fengyao clasped his hands behind his back, paced in the lecture hall, and said loudly and seductively:
"Students, don't think that archeology is a very gloomy thing. When you think of collective burial, you think of the burials of ancient emperors. Although there are many feudal dross in history, there are also true feelings and beautiful visions in the world. This is the historical belt. Give us the temperature.
Perhaps in everyone's impression, ancient people rarely expressed their love strongly externally. Even now, compared to Westerners, we Easterners are relatively restrained and reserved in expressing our feelings. This is due to the influence of Westerners. One of the characteristics influenced by history and culture.
However, after listening to the case just now, if it were not for our archaeological discovery, would you still think that our ancestors did not understand expression and romance?
In ancient times, Su Wu said that when a couple becomes a couple, their love for each other is unquestionable.
We Chinese people have not talked about "love" much since ancient times. When we talk about "affection", it generally means that love turns into kindness when it is deep. You give me a share, and I will return a share to you. You come and I go, that's it. We have been together for a lifetime, and if we are lucky enough to be together after death, we would like to have another life together.
There is no doubt about love, they are one body, they think about each other, they are one heart, the two are one, the husband and wife can be regarded as one person. Isn't this a way of expressing romance? "
The students in the classroom immediately burst into warm applause. He Tianran was even more touched after hearing this. He finally understood why Cao Aiqing yearned for the love of his father and mother so much.
His mind was racing with thoughts, and he remembered the differences between getting along with the two girls.
If the gentle view of love is like a warm and lingering song, then Cao Aiqing's view of love is a plain and meaningful poem.
Poems and songs, mountains and sea.
Suddenly feeling the eyes around him, He Tianran turned around and saw that Cao Aiqing was already staring at his father on the podium, and clapped his hands along with the classmates.
Whether the "Liuxian Bridge" can allow the souls of two people to communicate and renew their relationship, He Tianran doesn't know, but if this half-silent world is compared to a huge cemetery, then God, it is true that between him and Cao Ai Qing opened a window...
(End of chapter)
