Go back to the past and be a schoolboy

Chapter 121

"Zhiyuan, here is your registered letter from Beijing. Do you want to read it now, or send it back to your hotel directly?"

In the auditorium, Cheng Nuo was setting up the bazaar site with the workers and masters, when there was a rhythmic knock on the door, and looking back, it was Cai Yuanpei himself: "If I suggest, it's best to go back and watch, but I guess you Can't help it."

"Thank you Mr. Cai, I didn't expect you to come here in person." Cheng Nuo picked up the towel, shook off the dirt on his body, and walked over: "Is it the magazine? Or the Academy of Sciences? No, it should be Guo Shouchun's experimental field Well, the water is probably flushed out."

Cai Yuanpei shook his head helplessly, with an inexplicable hatred on his face: "You, have you forgotten an important person? Fortunately, he wrote me a special letter, emphasizing the letter to you Pass it on carefully, but I didn’t expect to pay by mistake in the end.”

"It's her?" After hearing this, a slender figure suddenly flashed in Cheng Nuo's mind, and he was a bit afraid to confirm, "Is it Wen Yin?"

A smile appeared on Cai Yuanpei's face: "Yes, Yinyin gave it to you, so do you want to read it now?"

Cheng Nuo scratched his head in embarrassment, his face was slightly hot, and he took the envelope. Cheng Nuo's personal words were written on it, and the sender was Wen Yin.

Being teased by this, Cheng Nuo originally planned to go back to the hotel and change into clean clothes to watch quietly. Unexpectedly, after taking the letter, he felt itchy in his heart. It seems to have special magic power.

Jiang Jiangzuo next to him couldn't stand it any longer, and pulled him aside: "Hey, what's going on today, I was called over by Mr. Cai, so why was he so absent-minded? It's still like this when doing physical work, and it's easy to cause trouble. The question is, no, what is hiding in your arms?"

Cheng Nuo was taken aback, and acted as if nothing had happened: "Why, I thought that our charity bazaar was almost done, and we could raise funds by auctioning it tomorrow, and then we would be able to help the victims of the disaster. It's just itchy, it's time to take a shower, nothing serious."

Jiang Jiangzuo frowned, still feeling that something was wrong, but he didn't continue to think about it: "We have been friends for seven or eight years, so I will forcefully trust you. When I am done with this work, I will go back and take you to take a bath. It’s really not easy to build a bathhouse.”

Seeing that the other party believed it, Cheng Nuo quietly breathed a sigh of relief, pretending to be calm and scratched his body: "It's okay not to mention taking a bath, but now that you say it, I feel like ants are crawling all over my body. scratch."

Coincidentally, Xia Tian didn't wear much clothes in the first place. If it wasn't for his identity, Cheng Nuo and the others would have gone into battle shirtless, with only one shirt on their upper body. After such an activity, the letter would have fallen off.

"What is this?" Before Cheng Nuo, Jiang Jiangzuo picked up the letter first. He wanted to see what was inside, but he gave up after seeing that it was unopened: "Cheng Nuo personally wrote it, so delicate handwriting, this letter It looks like it was written by a girl, good old Cheng, you made a little trick behind your back."

How could he mess around, Cheng Nuo snatched the letter over and smoothed out the folds: "No way, it's the communication between colleagues, not what you said."

I have been fooled once, how could I be fooled again? Jiang Jiangzuo stretched his neck and smiled strangely after seeing the sender's name: "Wen Yin, Wen Yin Changzhu, please drive me. A good name, my sister-in-law must be a good person Bar?"

"He's a very nice person, bah, bah, bah, why is she a sister-in-law?" Cheng Nuo replied habitually, and immediately came to his senses: "It's just a normal colleague. She is now the administrator of Peking University. I'm just a normal friend."

Jiang Jiangzuo joked: "Okay, okay, whatever you say, it would be even better if it's not a sister-in-law, but a younger brother and sister. How about it, have you ever got together? My third uncle does this, old god, if you want Don’t show it to you, just be a follower.”

"Stop it quickly, the joke can stop here." Seeing that the words were getting more and more outrageous, Cheng Nuo pushed it away, found a relatively quiet place, opened the envelope and read it carefully.

The content of the letter is very simple, it is to record the details of Wen Yin after she came to Peking University to work, including the short-term discomfort after the status change, and the happy and sad things in daily life. In short, it is a little girl's thoughts.

Looking at these words, Cheng Nuo's heart also returned to Beijing. The two of them seemed to be sitting by the side of a small river together, letting the breeze pass by, causing ripples on the river.

Every word does not mention missing, but every word is missing.

As he continued to read the letter, his recent troubles also dissipated, and his heart returned to peace, in exchange for a continuous sense of satisfaction.

When I read the last word and was about to put the letter back in the envelope, I suddenly found a bookmark hidden inside.

Unable to help being curious, Cheng Nuo took out the bookmark, and there was a poem written on it:

"Liang Chu connects to the sky, and the rivers and lakes meet the sea. The old people remember each other at night, how about the wind and rain?

The third time I saw lotus blossoms, I frequently called out and fell into a dream.This summer is even more melancholy, when will I go south? "

The girl's thoughts were vividly reflected on the paper. Cheng Nuo immediately felt an urge to go back and see her after reading it. He didn't need to talk, just looking at it was great.

Over there, Jiang Jiangzuo's gossip fire was still blazing, and he looked here frequently. When he was moving the table, he accidentally pinched his finger, and his peripheral nerves instantly poured him a basin of cold water.

"Sigh~"

He exhaled from the pain, hugged his fingers, and sat down beside Cheng Nuo.

"Okay, you will be someone who loves you soon, unlike me who is alone, even if you are injured, you can only bear it by yourself, and no one will watch you when you cry."

As he spoke, he waved his injured finger in front of Cheng Nuo's eyes in a mean way, afraid that the other party would not know that he was injured, and secretly glanced at the bookmark.

"The dean is the dean, and there are people who write love letters, Liang...what's the matter with Liang?"

Seeing that his head was about to stick to the bookmark, Cheng Nuo grabbed Jiang Jiangzuo's injured finger: "Liang can't do anything to Liang Junzi, I don't think it hurts enough for you."

With a little effort, Jiang Jiangzuo immediately yelled in pain: "Oh~ I really have a woman, I forgot how to write the word brother."

Seeing that Cheng Nuo's smile deepened, and his hand was also exerting force, Jiang Jiangzuo quickly changed his words, "I was wrong, I was wrong, your lord has a lot, don't be as knowledgeable as me, we won't do this brother gone."

It was just a joke at first, but Cheng Nuo let go of his hand when he saw that it was about the same level: "You, if you don't suffer a bit, you won't have a guard in your mouth."

As soon as his hand was released, Jiang Jiangzuo immediately distanced himself from Cheng Nuo: "Wrong fart, I was right! It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge, just wait for me."

Seeing this cheap look, Cheng Nuo smiled helplessly, but for some reason, the mist of feeling lost after reading the bookmarks was inexplicably dispelled.

But it's time to go back to Beijing, and I should go back as soon as possible.

In addition to disaster relief, there is a her there.

In this way, with the efforts of Cheng Nuo and the workers, the bazaar venue was quickly completed.

However, considering that they are all works of calligraphy and painting, before the auction started, Cheng Nuo specially sorted out a list of the collected works, attached the title and author of the works, and published them on major newspapers in Shanghai to attract attention. While more people pay attention, it also increases the reputation of the bazaar, lest some works fail to be auctioned and delay people's wishes.

But even so, it was still far from what he expected. To be on the safe side, Cheng Nuo purposely set up another exhibition hall near the auction site to display all the items that were about to be auctioned, so that more people could come to see them. to understand.

After all, with the current photography technology, it is impossible to make a catalog in advance, just text, it is difficult for people to have a real understanding of these exhibits, and it is also impossible for people to appreciate the charm of them, and their value is easily discounted.

Of course, there is a lot of extra cost for temporarily preparing an exhibition. In order to reduce the cost as much as possible, Cheng Nuo also charged an entrance fee for this seven-day exhibition. The price is not expensive, only two cents per person. Feel free to visit.

For the elderly or young children, there is no charge directly, as long as they are accompanied by family members.

At this moment, there was a sudden commotion in the exhibition room, followed by the sound of fighting.

There are works of art all around, and the surroundings cannot withstand such a violent toss, Cheng Nuo, who heard the movement from the back room, hurried over.

Regardless of whether he wants to participate in the bazaar or not, Cheng Nuo warmly welcomes the citizens who come to visit, but this means that it is difficult to take care of so many exhibits. For the sake of safety, Cheng Nuo specially invited more than ten security guards, Used to maintain order at the scene.

I didn't expect such a situation to happen before two days of safety.

Under the crowd's onlookers, Yan Facai, the captain of the security team, was kneeling on the back of a young man, pressing him to the ground, and kept questioning him.

"Smelly boy, I caught you, and said, are you here to steal something? You look like a thief, and it's not a good thing at first sight. I've been eyeing you for a long time."

Although the young man was facing the ground and his neck was not pressed down, he was still unconvinced and tried his best to argue: "I have said it several times, I am not here to steal, but to learn to appreciate the paintings of masters. I am a good person."

Yan Facai felt that this person was dishonest, and his strength became stronger: "After being arrested, everyone said that he was a good person. Why didn't he act like a good person before? Well, I think you have been here for a few days. If you are stepped on, hand over your accomplice, and I can let you go."

Xiaonian said stubbornly: "I have no accomplices, just me."

Yan Facai laughed angrily: "Let's say it's a leak. It's okay if you don't admit it. When you arrive at the police station, there are plenty of ways to punish you. You said you came to see the paintings. Well, let me ask you if you have the ticket stubs for the past few days. Take it out for me to see?"

Hearing this, Xiaonian looked like a deflated balloon, and he withered at a speed visible to the naked eye: "I don't have a ticket, only the first day, I can't afford the rest"

Yan Facai was delighted with the treasure, and said to the crowd: "Look, everyone, I, Old Yan, have not wronged anyone by evading fares and stealing. I believe the policeman will treat you to a pot of wine. Come, follow me to the police station!"

At this moment, Cheng Nuo rushed over from the crowd, and after learning the general story of the matter, he asked others to pull the young man out of the place first, and said to Yan Facai, "Old Yan, you have done a good job, be careful Your heart is worthy of praise, and you will be credited with the wages after the completion of the work."

Hearing that there was a material reward, Yan Facai was overjoyed: "It's okay, these are all my duties, and the wages we get for this are just for this job, otherwise it will be hot."

Cheng Nuo nodded, and said to the crowd: "Everyone has seen it, the security of our bazaar is trustworthy, and everyone like Lao Yan is there, whether it is before the meeting or after the meeting, absolutely It can ensure the safety of everyone and exhibits.”

Everyone applauded enthusiastically, and their trust in the exhibition was greatly improved.

Some reporters even took out their small notebooks, planning to jot down the incident and use it in the daily magazine tomorrow.

Seeing the crowd disperse and verbally commending the security personnel, Cheng Nuo found the room where the young man was held.

There were a few scraps of sketches stored in the room, and I hadn't had time to deal with them. I didn't expect this young man to be quite obsessed. He looked at those obsessed sketches, and began to draw lines on the paper with his fingers.

This kind of obsession, even when outsiders pushed the door in, he didn't know it, and he was still looking at the artwork with ecstasy.

Seeing this scene, Cheng Nuo was almost 100% sure that the young man in front of him was definitely not a thief or a pickpocket, but he really loved these paintings.

Without disturbing him, Cheng Nuo slowly walked behind him, wanting to wait for him to recover before questioning him.

Unexpectedly, this wait was only half a day, Cheng Nuo's legs were numb, and the young man was still looking at the paintings with ecstasy, changing one after another, finding a blank piece of paper to copy.

Although I don’t have a pencil, I still can’t hold the young man, so I start to draw on the white paper with my fingernails. If the middle nail is split, I’ll replace it with another one. When the painting is finished, the nail on my right hand is basically declared useless, and there are even faint traces of blood oozing out. .

However, Cheng Nuo can also see that the young man should be relatively poor at home. He has not had much contact with systematic painting training, and his basic awareness of near, far, and small is somewhat lacking.

But even so, it doesn't affect his talent performance. Looking down from behind, he actually has a special flavor.

Taking advantage of the young man's appreciation, Cheng Nuo coughed.

"Cough... um, are you satisfied here?"

Hearing a voice coming from behind, the young man was frightened out of his wits, his hair instantly stood on end, and he couldn't hold the painting in his hand, and fell to the ground.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have fare evasion, I shouldn't have come in without permission, I shouldn't have taken your things without permission, I shouldn't"

Cheng Nuo didn't say anything, just sat beside him quietly and picked up the painting from the ground.

"The painting is very good. Even a layman like me thinks it is amazing. Let me introduce myself first. I am the person in charge of this charity bazaar. My name is Cheng Nuo. Can you tell me your name first?"

Seeing Cheng Nuo's kind look, the young man felt less panic, but he still kept his head down and didn't dare to look at him directly.

"My surname is Wan, and my name is Laiming, Lai of Tianlai, Ming of singing, Ming of Wan Laiming."

Hearing the name, Cheng Nuo's eyes widened instantly. This is a real dragon. I didn't expect to meet him here.

Speaking of this person's name, many people have never heard of him, but when it comes to his works, they are all familiar classics.

In the early years, he and his younger brother produced China's first animated film "The Studio", and later produced China's first sound cartoon "Camel Show Dance". During the Anti-Japanese War, they produced Asia's first sound animation feature film "The Iron Fan Princess".

After liberation, he joined Shangmei and successfully produced the classic "Havoc in Heaven", which has influenced generations. Even now, it is still a masterpiece that beats all domestic animations, and has left a name in film history.

Known as the father of Chinese animation, one of the 500 celebrities in the modern world, he is regarded as an idol by Osamu Tezuka, the god of animation in Japan, and Hayao Miyazaki is crazy about it.

Forcibly suppressing the shock in his heart, Cheng Nuo returned the painting: ""Shuowen" said that there are three holes, and the middle one is called Zhilai, so Laiming can also be called Xiaoming. I have high expectations for my children. Then Wan Laiming, why are you here?"

Wan Laiming took the painting and said, "I just found a job and haven't paid my salary yet. I don't have any money, but I like the paintings in the exhibition room too much, so..."

Cheng Nuo smiled and said, "So you came up with this method?"

Wan Laiming quickly raised his head, and said seriously: "I know this is wrong, but so many masters' paintings are displayed together, and such a good opportunity has not been encountered in several years, it is so precious and I like it, but the exhibition period is only During this period of time, I don’t want to miss it, please give me a chance, Mr. Cheng, and I will make up the ticket money later.”

In order to make the other party believe in him, Wan Laiming gritted his teeth and said, "As long as you can show me a few more glances these days, I won't say anything if you send me to the police station after the extension period ends."

Seeing the other party's attitude of looking at death like home, Cheng Nuo almost couldn't hold back, and felt that he couldn't be scared anymore. If something bad happened, he would definitely become a sinner in history.

Hold the person's shoulders with both hands and let him sit down.

Cheng Nuo asked, "Student Wan, where do you work now?"

Wan Laiming thought that the other party was going to find a unit, just sat down on his buttocks, and quickly stood up again: "I do things by myself, and you don't need to do this, Mr. Cheng."

Cheng Nuo hurriedly explained: "No, I believe you are wronged. There must be some misunderstanding. That's it, don't you like these paintings? I'll give you a chance. At present, our bazaar is short of people who do tidying up. You Do you want to come over and try, and ask you to see if it is convenient for you to work."

Hearing this, Wan Laiming was overjoyed: "It's convenient, absolutely convenient. You can change your previous job at any time. It's not as important as the bazaar. If you need it, I won't leave now. I'll lay the floor here at night!"

"Are there any special requirements in terms of treatment?"

"You just have to look at this. As long as you take care of your food and shelter, and with these paintings to accompany you, I will be satisfied."

Seeing the other party's cheerful appearance, Cheng Nuo suddenly asked, "Where are you working now?"

"Last job? The commercial press draws small advertisements."

This kid is quite clever, he changed his mind so quickly, a child can be taught.

Cheng Nuo was instantly overjoyed. It turned out that he was under Zhang Yuanji's acquaintance, so he didn't have to pay too much attention to digging into the wall.

Asking such a big shot to draw a small commercial for you, really overqualified, is simply a dark history before he became famous, and it is so meaningful to follow Cheng Nuo and the others to do animation business.

The scientific research results of the Academy of Sciences are better for their own use.

(End of this chapter)