I'm really immortal

Chapter 197 Shangguan Dandan
In the evening, when the crowd dispersed, Liu Changan took a broom to clean the front of the door. The broom left scattered marks on the ground, some of which were intertwined, like a chessboard on a rock under a pine tree in a deep mountain, vertical and horizontal carved by the fingers of an immortal.

Liu Changan swept the fallen leaves and firecracker crumbs together and piled them up, leaving an open space for tomorrow's wine display.

Looking up, there are two small six-story buildings on the left and right, with scattered lights, because the glass on the windows is old, and it looks more dim than the lights in newly built communities in other places. The feeling of nostalgia is like the "little orange lamp" in the text.

Liu Changan went back to his room to take a shower.

When the night got darker and it became quieter outside the window, Liu Changan, who had written a letter, took the letter and came to the compartment of the transport vehicle.

"Dan Dan, be safe." Liu Changan waved towards the coffin, "The so-called teacher for one day and father for the rest of my life, I have taught you for a long time. Same seniority."

Of course Coffin ignored him.

Liu Changan didn't care about the other party's reaction either, since he said so, it was the effect, and it didn't matter what the other party's reaction was.

"I call you by your name, which is the right of a teacher. I hope you don't mind. I get along with you for a long time. I remember more of the bits and pieces we spent together in the past. You may be glad that besides yourself, I am the only one in this world. The only person who remembers your name. Dandan, Dandan, Dandan." Liu Changan called her three times, but seemed afraid to answer.

"Our lecture today will start with a recent current event. The Forbidden City on Taiwan Island will send the cursive script, which is known as the second best in the world, to Japan for the first time for exhibition." Liu Changan resumed his lecture style. When he was a teacher, he gave lectures. His style has always been like this, today we are going to talk about modern history, but you can just start talking about something... anyway, he can talk a lot.

"Since there is No. [-] in the world, you will definitely ask me which is the No. [-] in the world. The running script of No. [-] in the world is of course Wang Xizhi's "Lanting Preface". His "Nephew Memorial Manuscript" is the best in the world... such a treasure, if it is kept in a museum on the mainland, it must be a national treasure, and it will be included in the treasures that must never be sent abroad for exhibition."

Liu Changan smiled, and then said, "The irony is that the Taiwan side is really shameless. They probably don't know how to read or understand history. If you look into the spirit of the "Manuscript for the Nephew" carefully, where does the face come from? Are you ashamed to send it to Japan? It’s a bit shameful. They should kneel in front of this post and weep three times. A group of more than [-] people were killed by sawing, and the appearance was horrific. Yan Zhenqing searched for the bones of his family members, and only got a foot and a skull. He was deeply saddened, so he wrote this "Manuscript for the Nephew."

Liu Changan calmed down, "Dan Dan, you must be wondering why Taiwan Island is not qualified to collect this "Nephew's Manuscript" now, then we have to start with Zhu Yuanzhang, one of the most righteous people in history, and you must be the same person. Appreciate it, I went to his mausoleum 20 years earlier, and I also went to his mausoleum to worship. I met an elder on the way. lost everything..."

Liu Changan put the "Nephew's Manuscript" copied by himself on the coffin, and began to talk about the tragic history.

After the lecture, Liu Changan habitually reached out to hold his thermos cup, but found that this was the habit of more than [-] years ago, and now he does not have a thermos cup by his side.

"I really want to drink cold beer and ice-cold crayfish." Liu Changan, who finished the class, wondered how Xu Zhancheng and Ren Changhong are doing now. They are probably still at Hunan University, but they probably won't have a chance to teach him. After all, they The qualifications are so old.

Not necessarily, some old professors just like to take classes, and whether the school arranges it or not depends on their own ideas.

"Dan Dan, you must have never eaten iced crayfish." Liu Changan knocked on the coffin, "But you are a noble person, remember that the summer was quite hot at that time, and the Shangguan family's ice feast every summer is famous. , Even the princes and grandchildren are very greedy, after all, many people can only wait for the secluded hall to open and use the ice mirror to put some back, but your Shangguan family has its own iceberg."

Then Liu Chang'an talked about the fact that modern China's folk ice was once monopolized by foreign countries. After all, these partial histories were not mentioned in the official history course just now.

"Can you shut up?"

A sullen and irritable voice sounded.

Liu Changan had heard this voice before, it was the voice that Shangguan Dandan said to him when the coffin was opened that day.

Liu Changan looked around and made sure that he was the only one in the carriage, and there were no radio or speakers, and then his eyes fell on the coffin.

"Dan Dan, it's you?" Liu Chang'an said happily, after so many evening lectures, he finally responded a little bit, and it also proved that her lectures had practical effects, and she could indeed hear them.

There was no response to the question this time, but Liu Changan didn't mind either.

"But how did your voice sound like you were talking in an open place? Metal is an atomic bond crystal, which contains more electrons that can move freely, with low resistance and fast sound transmission, but I have never heard of using coffin boards to transmit sound." It's the sound." Liu Changan showed a thoughtful expression.

"Then you are in a sober state now? You are sober, but you are willing to lie in this coffin where the sun is closed and cramped, and you don't want to come out? This reminds me of the time when I wandered around the Mausoleum of the First Emperor. But there are many places in that place, and it is also very interesting. I have also seen a craftsman who was lucky enough to survive. He still expected me to take him out, but unfortunately he still died before I opened up the passage..."

Liu Changan suddenly remembered something and didn't say anything further.

"By the way, you ran to stay in the coffin again when you saw me, and you told me to shut up just now, but you were being sentimental for my teacher. It seems that you are not interested in listening to me, so leave." Liu Changan cupped his hands and said goodbye. left.

Liu Chang'an was a little ashamed, because he was always very self-aware, but today he didn't seem to consider that Shangguan Dandan had too much resentment towards him, Liu, and his old face was slightly shy.

Liu Changan went back to sleep.

When he woke up in the morning, Liu Changan didn't care about Shangguan Dandan's attitude towards him last night, he took the hen and planned to give it to her, but thinking about it, this is the hen raised by Mrs. It's a waste, let's go to the vegetable market and buy any chicken for her.

　Overjoyed, I found that I finally became the author of LV2, and I already had my place at the starting point. I am no longer a newcomer to LV1, and LV2 is the master.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)