Who, Li Ding'an?
"Buzz", like poking a hornet's nest.

Those who were close looked down with their eyes wide open, while those who were far away wished they could transform into giraffes.

"What's wrong with Junior Brother Li? Are you also greeting the leader down below?"

"No, he didn't greet the leader, but it feels like... he is more like a leader than a leader?"

"What do you mean?"

"He came in the leader's car. The car had a provincial license plate. The car window had a provincial agency pass. The number was still very small. It should have been the leader's car. But the leader was not in the car. He was sitting in the car. Li Ding'an...the key is that these people below seem to be here to greet him? "

"how is this possible?"

"I don't know... look, Vice Chairman Zheng went up to shake hands?"

"Vice chairman...district leader?"

"Yes, the person in charge of the cultural and tourism entrance... don't worry, I'm from Inner Mongolia, can I still admit my mistake?"

No...it's not logical!

Li Ding'an, student... Of course, he is not an ordinary student, but in the final analysis, he is still a student.

So many, such high-level leaders came out to greet him... They didn't even dare to act like this on TV.

Fortunately, Li Ding'an's family situation is not a secret, otherwise he would definitely be able to imagine hundreds of episodes of a large-scale domineering president TV series.

At the same time, the discussion became louder...

Gao Shengdong clapped his hands: "Quiet!"

There was no silence, the voice was just a little quieter, and those expressions were... indescribably strange.

Professor Zhang sighed and pressed his palm down again: "There is nothing to discuss: Li Ding'an discovered the ancient city ruins, and he is also the person in charge of the excavation project... It is normal for leaders to express their respect! "

what's that?
Suddenly, both the front and the back seemed to be frozen...

……

Several college leaders were also a little confused.

They were still in a meeting and asked Director He and Dean Lu for their opinions on the placement of students during the excavation.

While they were chatting, there was a commotion nearby, and then many people walked out of the office.

There must be a leader coming. Dean Ding also asked He Anbang if he wanted to go out to greet him as well. He Anbang smiled and shook his head: No.

Why not?

This is Li Ding'an... How can a teacher welcome a student?

Then, the three hospital leaders were stunned, staring blankly outside through the glass.

The local situation is a bit incomprehensible, isn't it?
……

Li Ding'an was also a little confused: No, I came a day late, why is there such a big fight?
As soon as he jumped out of the car, he was stunned again: Why is Zuo Peng here too?
It was normal for him to be here a year ago, but he is still here after the year... Is Tongliao so free?

Perhaps he guessed what he was wondering about, Zuo Peng smiled gratefully: "Teacher Li, I have been transferred to the district now!"

Oops, promoted?

Li Ding'an nodded, and while he was closing the car door, he lowered his voice and asked quickly: "What's going on?"

Zuo Peng didn't dare to say anything, he just raised his head.

What does it mean: big leader?
Before he could think about it carefully, Li Ding'an hurriedly greeted him: "Chairman Zheng, leaders, I have something to do to delay the whole day. I'm really sorry."

In fact, it was not a delay, but the curator gave him some details, so he arrived one day later than He Anbang and the others.

It was this scene that really flattered him...

"Teacher Li's words are serious, as they should be!"

He held Li Ding'an's hand and shook it vigorously, "Before I came, the leaders repeatedly told me that they must resolutely cooperate with Teacher Li's work... Yesterday, they emphasized that during the excavation, everything should be based on Teacher Li's opinion. …”

Li Ding'an suddenly realized, no wonder the curator explained like this: First you have to want to do it, dare to do it, then how to do it, whether you can do it well... Don't have any psychological burden, and let go...

Starting from today, everything here is entirely up to you?

Going one step further: The district leader must have communicated with Lin on the phone, and then Lin repeated what he said:

Don’t worry, leader, I dare to think more than you: There is a high probability that there is a third ruins. It is definitely larger than the ancient city of Ximeng, and there are definitely more cultural relics than there... The only difference is that it is in Inner Mongolia or in Mobei... ... Just these two places, you can never go anywhere else.

What if it’s Inner Mongolia? Thinking about it this way, it is normal for the local people to pay more attention to it and express respect in a timely manner: Just like in Tongliao, Mi Shundong and Qin Long always treated the virtuous corporals, but they themselves reciprocated the favor and looked for them as if they were risking their lives?

Thinking secretly, Li Ding'an shook hands with the provincial and local leaders, and then a group of people entered the office area in a hurry.

A group of classmates were all dumbfounded: It's not that they haven't thought about what they will be like one day, but that only exists in their imagination. I never expected that I would see such a scene with my own eyes, and that the protagonist would even be a classmate next to me?
Several professors looked at each other: Regardless of how old Li Ding'an was or what his status was, on this occasion and in this formation, not all leaders looked like leaders.

The three hospital leaders were also filled with emotion...

After a brief exchange of greetings, Li Ding'an confessed to the leaders and took three steps at a time to reach the teaching and research office.

As soon as they arrived at the door, Ma Xianming opened the door, and Li Ding'an greeted everyone one by one: "Dean, teacher, Professor Hou..."

The three deans looked at each other and smiled. Dean Ding extended his hand again: "Here, let's shake it too!"

Li Ding'an was stunned and couldn't laugh or cry again.

Respecting teachers and respecting morality is the foundation of human beings... It's enough to let him bow.

"Dean Ding, don't be like this, you're so embarrassed!"

"What are you embarrassed about?"

Dean Ding held his hand forcefully and said, "Even on behalf of you, brothers and sisters, I should say thank you!"

Li Ding'an didn't speak, just smiled.

Both sites are very large, and the excavation period must be very long. They require more than just enough librarians, experts, researchers, and technicians. More technicians, assistants, data clerks, and archivists are also needed.

We have to recruit people anyway, from wherever we are. No matter what else, there is no doubt about the teaching quality of Peking University. The theoretical foundation of graduate students must be stronger than that of undergraduates. So why not recruit people from the graduate and doctoral schools of Peking University?

Of course, at this stage, we must study with the group, but the excavation of the ruins often takes three to five years. This time, all the seniors who came here are graduates of the second and third years of graduate school and second and third degree Ph.D.s. It means that they have graduated before the excavation of the ruins is completed.

Then I will intern for another year and a half. Those who can get into the National Museum will get into the National Museum, and those who can get into the Forbidden City will get into the Forbidden City. If you are more lucky, you might be able to get into the State Administration of Cultural Heritage.

If you are lucky, the ministry may also be there.

And what does this mean?
It sounds a bit vulgar, but there is absolutely no doubt: whether it is Beijing University or the school next door, more than 90% of the students dream of it, but they can't get it.

But Li Dingan easily paved the way for them and opened most of the doors...

This is the ultimate purpose of Li Ding'an's suggestion that the college set up a teaching and research group to participate in the excavation project. As for expanding the school's influence, scientific research achievements and honors are just incidental.

After shaking him several times, Dean Ding patted him on the shoulder again: "Work hard, and when Director He is promoted, try to take his place!"

He Anbang said "haha": "Then we will arrange for more junior brothers and sisters to go to the National Expo, right?"

Dean Ding smiled and shook his head: "I didn't say that!"

After making some jokes and chatting for a while, the local female mayor in charge of culture and tourism came over personally to invite them to the banquet.

It's not a reception, but a start-up banquet. The local government planned to arrange it in Xishi, but Li Ding'an felt it was a waste of time. The reason was quite good: since it was a start-up banquet, of course it had to be arranged in the camp.

I also suggest not to make it too complicated and just adapt to the circumstances.

Since he had the final say, of course it was him who had the final say. The standard of the banquet was very ordinary, and no liquor was served, only beer.

Chairman Zheng said a few words briefly, Li Ding'an also said a few words briefly, and the local leader said a few more words. After about ten minutes, the banquet began.

Drinks were exchanged, cups were exchanged, and each toast to Li Ding'an was top-notch.

The classmates were envious and envious, their eyes shining.

He Anbang taught on the spot: "Have you learned anything?"

Li Ding'an nodded: A gentleman benefits without any expense...

Naturally, the students were not allowed to drink alcohol and had enough to eat. Gao Shengdong also organized studying. Only then did the students realize that it was not about remembering the bitter and thinking of the sweet.

It's just a documentary about Li Ding'an's search for ruins.

Traveling over mountains and ridges, sleeping in the open air, sleeping on thatch and pillows, never sleeping... Compared with Li Ding'an, living in a tin house is like being in heaven...

When he saw the scene where he almost rolled down the mountain, the male classmate suddenly changed his expression and his heart beat like thunder.

The female classmates turned pale with fright, and screamed one after another. Several of them cried on the spot.

You're so miserable, you're so tired, you're almost dead...why should you be envious?
Without mentioning these, just say that they only sleep three or four hours a day for more than four months. Who of them can do it?

The answer is impossible.

So, isn’t it normal to be treated with some respect? (End of chapter)

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