Sunday, November 4, 2007.

Fang Chang'an, who had just returned from his home, walked towards Shen Mo's home with the "Han Changli Collection of Essays" that had been borrowed for two weeks. It was already late autumn. Most of the trees on both sides of the road had fallen leaves, leaving only bare branches.

Today it was cooling down again, and even the sweater could no longer satisfy the care of parents. When he came from home after lunch, Fang Chang'an was forced to bring a cotton coat for an emergency.

He wore autumn clothes and pants, and a round-neck sweater outside the autumn clothes. On the outside was a white spliced ​​jacket and dark gray straight-leg trousers on the bottom, which stood out as tall as 1.83 meters, and felt handsome and upright, with the look of countless girls on campus male gods.

Wang Ke next to him is 1.72 meters tall. He is wearing a tender yellow hooded sweatshirt decorated with English letters on the upper body, tied his long hair into a ponytail, and a slightly loose gray-blue jeans on the lower body. He is wearing white flat shoes. His two long legs are moving in a scattered manner, and the rhythm of the ponytail behind him is very aura.

She was holding a book in her hand, and Fang Changan was carrying a bag containing a few sweet potatoes that had just been cut out of the cellar of her hometown. My uncle brought most of the pockets in the morning. He put a few pieces in it to bribe his future father-in-law and mother-in-law.

"Mo Mo will definitely dislike you later."

The two walked side by side into Yayuan on the street where there were occasionally several fallen leaves. Wang Ke saw the sweet potatoes stained with soil in his bag. He bulged his cheeks without conforming to his image and said hummingly.

"Uncle and aunt will definitely not dislike me."

Fang Changan turned his head and smiled at her increasingly charming side face, and answered the question, "Do you want it? I'll go to your house next week and I'll give some to my uncle and aunt."

"don't want."

Wang Ke raised his chin and snorted softly, "I planted it myself, I don't want yours."

Fang Chang'an smiled and said, "Then I'll go back to your house to eat."

Wang Ke glanced at him, then turned his head and snorted, "I won't give you food."

"Uncle and aunt will definitely give me some food."

"No."

"How do you know if you don't give it?"

"I just know."

The two of them got on the elevator and came to Shen Mo's door. They knocked on the door. While waiting, they heard a vague sound of talking inside. Then the door opened from the inside, revealing a delicate little face of Yixi Yichen, and a sweet smile at the moment they saw the two of them.

"I knew you should come."

Shen Mo said with a smile while snatching the door and making way out. Because she was at home, she had slippers on her feet and a camel-colored cashmere jacket. The hat looked weird, childish and cute.

Fang Changan handed her the bag, Shen Mo looked down and said disgustingly: "This is the one you mentioned that you brought delicious food?"

Wang Ke glanced at Fang Chang'an, lowered his head to change into slippers, and said nothing.

“Isn’t this delicious?”

Fang Chang'an also changed his soft drag. When he heard someone talking in the living room, he asked in a low voice: "Who?"

Shen Mo glanced at him and whispered: "Our principal."

Fang Chang'an and Wang Ke looked at each other and walked into the living room. They saw Shen Cheng standing at the same time and playing chess next to the coffee table. The man looked like he was in his forties, wearing a gray sportswear, with short hair, and a calm and elegant temperament.

He had just fallen into the Go board, and Shen Chengli sat opposite him, wearing sportswear, smiling at Fang Chang'an, Wang Ke greeted, "Why did you bring something? This is your Principal Zhang."

Chen Chengli introduced his surname, obviously because he was worried that neither of them knew each other, but in fact, Fang Changan and the others knew that the principal's name was Zhang Junhui in the first year of high school.

"Hello, Principal Zhang." Fang Changan and Wang Ke both leaned over and said hello.

Zhang Junhui turned around and smiled and said, "You guys are all handsome guys and beautiful girls."

Wang Ke was a little embarrassed, and smiled but didn't respond. Fang Chang'an smiled and said, "So too."

Zhang Junhui looked at him with some surprise, then waved his hand and smiled, "It was almost the same twenty years ago, but now it's a mess."

Chen Chengli signaled Fang Chang'an and the others to sit down, and pointed at Zhang Junhui at the chessboard.

The aunt also heard the sound and came out. Fang Chang'an handed the sweet potatoes to her, and sat down on the sofa with Wang Ke and Shen Mo to watch the chess.

Chen Chengli said: "You can play Go in Chang'an, right?"

"Know a little bit of the rules."

Fang Chang'an is not humble because he has never spent much time on Go at all, so he will definitely not be able to compare with successful people like them who have a lot of free time.

"Now there are not many young people who can play Go."

Zhang Junhui frowned and thought for a while, and said with some emotion. He looked at the "Annotations of Han Changli Collection" that Wang Ke put down, and said with a smile: "I will take the initiative to read "Han Changli Collection" even less."

Wang Ke pointed to Fang Chang'an embarrassedly, "He saw it... I'll help get it."

Zhang Junhui looked at the two of them thoughtfully, and Chen Chengli asked, "You borrowed it for half a month and finished reading it?"

Fang Chang'an smiled and said, "It's barely finished."

"How does it feel?"

“It was quite unexpected.”

Fang Chang'an pondered his remarks, "I was a little surprised by the ancient official selection criteria. I always said 'talented', 'talented' and so on. I seemed to be able to write articles and become an official and govern the country. Now I finally saw some rationality in Han Yu, but I think there shouldn't be many such people even if they look at the thousand-year history."

Chen Chengli smiled and said, "In ancient times, talented people were not just about writing poetry and lyrics, but also about current affairs when taking exams for the imperial examinations. However, Han Changli was a person who appeared once in a thousand years. Mo Mo said that you like Su Shi, you should know how Su Shi evaluated him?"

Fang Chang'an nodded and said, "Wen's decline in the eight generations, and the Tao helps the world's drowning; loyalty to the offender's wrath, and bravely seizes the commander of the three armies."

Zhang Junhui was obviously a little surprised when he listened to the two of them's Q&A. Chen Chengli noticed his expression and smiled and said, "I told you a long time ago that this is a real genius, a genius."

Zhang Junhui laughed and said, "A lot of reading doesn't mean you are talented."

He glanced at Fang Chang'an and asked again: "Which article is your favorite?"

"I like "The Master's Talk", but the one who impressed me the most was "On the Buddha's Bone List".

Zhang Junhui nodded and did not discuss this topic much, so as not to be reported.

Shen Mo and Wang Ke were not very interested in their conversation. Wang Ke came to pet cats. Because there was an "outsider" who was not good to find the cat, he sat on the sofa. Chen Guoqing and Chen Aiguo seemed to smell the smell. They came over one after another. The two girls then grabbed one by one and held it in their arms, and sat on the sofa to listen to them.

Shen Mo seemed to have thought of something and asked in a low voice: "Does Han Jingzhou refer to Han Yu?"

Zhang Junhui understood what she was going to ask, turned to look at Fang Chang'an, Fang Chang'an smiled and said, "Han Jingzhou usually refers to Han Yu, but Li Bai's words, 'You don't need to be a marquis of Wanhu, I hope to know Han Jingzhou' are not Han Yu. Han Yu was not born when Li Bai died."

Wang Ke asked in confusion: "Who is that?"

Fang Chang'an said: "It seems that he is called Han Chaozong, so I don't know the specific one."

Zhang Junhui smiled and said, "It's indeed Han Chaozong. This person likes to recommend talents as an official, and they are all valued. Therefore, many people hope to get his recommendation. Li Bai's writing of this "Letter to Han Jingzhou" should be the same as this."

Chen Chengli smiled and said, "That's why I have to flatter you."

Zhang Junhui smiled and said, "Han Chaozong and Han Yu are both called Han Changli and Han Jingzhou. This is a coincidence. Because Han Chaozong and Han Changli both served as officials in Jingzhou, they are called Han Jingzhou. Han Chaozong was born in Changli, which is a place in the Tang Dynasty."

"The Han family of Changli was a famous family at that time. Han Chaozong was the real Changli Han family. It's hard to say that Han Yu is. Anyway, he is not from Changli, but he said that his ancestral home is Changli, maybe it's true, maybe it's not. This means that your surname is Chen, you must say that he is the Shen family of Wuxing. My surname is Zhang, so it's the Zhang family of Qinghe."

"But no matter what, this is Han Yu. He said so, and the Han family of Changli probably recognized him, so he also called him Han Changli. Because Han Yu is famous, later Han Changli and Han Jingzhou all refer to Han Yu, but almost no one knows Han Chaozong."

"But what Li Bai is talking about is definitely not Han Yu, he is not a person of the same era at all."

Fang Chang'an and the two girls both looked "unclear" and said "Oh" to indicate that they had been taught.

Chen Chengli took advantage of Zhang Junhui's "Popular Science" and lost two sons. Zhang Junhui seemed to have fallen into the trap without paying attention, and frowned and began to think about how to deal with it.

Chen Chengli then asked Fang Chang'an with a smile: "Did you pay attention to stocks at home?"

"Um."

Fang Changan nodded and smiled, "It was closed on Friday with 184."

Chen Chengli smiled and said, "It has risen to 15 a few days ago, and it has fallen a lot in the past two days. Have you ever thought about when to take action?"

Fang Chang'an was a little surprised. Unexpectedly, Chen Chengli was considering selling stocks. I don't know if it was because of caution or if he really smelled something.

He thought for a while and said, "I've been thinking about it these days."

Chen Chengli glanced at him, "Are you ready to take action?"

"Um."

Fang Changan nodded, "The stocks cannot keep rising. Even if the overall trend is rising, there will definitely be fluctuations during the period. I have made enough money. I am afraid that it will fluctuate in the future."

In terms of true level, Chen Chengli's research on stocks is definitely more profound than him. Fang Chang'an said that these are not to give him "popular science", but to explain his own ideas.

With his previous "glorious" experience, no matter how rough the theory and logic are, Chen Chengli will definitely pay attention to his decision, which can be regarded as an advance betting gift.

As for not reminding Chen Chengli if he would lose money, Fang Changan didn't care much. Anyway, he said it, it was sincerity.

"when?"

"At the end of next month, if there is no accident, it should be the 31st."

Chen Chengli laughed and said, "What is the reason for your decision this time?"

"I just think it's better to sell it within this year, so I feel at ease." Fang Changan smiled a little embarrassedly.

Shen Mo and Wang Ke looked at each other, both of whom were a little confused and wanted to laugh. At the same time, they pursed their lips, and at the same time lowered their heads and touched the two cats lying in their arms and pursed and pursed.

"What, is it unlucky in 2008?"

Chen Chengli's expression became more and more funny, "Or do you have any other thoughts?"

"Uh... Isn't I going to hold the Olympics next year? It feels like it's a very important year. I think it's better not to join in the fun at this time."

This reason became more and more absurd. Chen Chengli couldn't help laughing again, shook his head, as if he was speechless about his decision process.
Chapter completed!