Chapter 737: How Can the Matter of Scholars Be Called Robbing?

"National treasure, this is a national treasure."

Lao Meng's babbling appearance makes it difficult for people to believe that he is a professor at a top university in the country.

No wonder he was so excited. Who told Tang Lu that the photos in the box were about the burned-down Old Summer Palace.

Domestic experts are all grieving the destruction of this Chinese art treasure. Even the paintings recording forty scenes have fallen into the hands of foreigners. They all thought they could only get a glimpse of one or two of them from the pile of old papers. . I never thought that happiness would come so suddenly. A box of old photos was placed in front of me. The photos were actually taken from the Old Summer Palace. With so many angles and complete content, Lao Meng was confident that he could use these photos to capture this lost garden. The garden was redrawn.

To be able to complete this work, for a literary man like Lao Meng, he would be more excited than if you gave him 18 million.

Therefore, after confirming the content and authenticity of the photos, Lao Meng carefully put them into the box, and then hugged the box and refused to let go.

Xu Ang couldn't help but tease him when he saw it: "Why, a dignified professor from Peking University actually wanted to rob him openly?"

"I am protecting the national treasure."

Lao Meng protested: "How can the matter of scholars be called robbing!"

"What a modern version of Kong Yiji, do you want to tell me the four ways to write the word "hui"?"

Almost making him laugh out loud, Xu Ang continued to tease Lao Meng. He said to Tang Lu: "Lulu, go and give Professor Meng a plate of fennel beans."

Lao Meng was so angry that he blew his beard and glared: "Why are you serving fennel beans? Do you really think of me as Kong Yiji? I came to your house and I am a guest. Do you treat guests like this?"

"He's anxious, he's anxious." Xu Ang pointed at Lao Meng, "It turns out that this is what a cultural person is like when he's anxious. I've learned a lot today."

"You really don't deserve to be a son of a man. Let me tell you, you are not my student, otherwise I will let you have a taste of what it's like to fail."

Even threats were used, which showed that Lao Meng was really anxious and the joke would go too far.

Xu Ang stopped, he put away his laughter, and said to Lao Meng: "I only have one copy of the photo here, and I can't let you take it away... Hey, I said, don't worry yet. The photo has to be kept here, But I’ll have someone make a copy for you. If you’re really worried, I can also have someone take a photo of them all as a backup.”

The original is very meaningful and has collection value. Xu Ang cannot give it to others. Moreover, what Lao Meng asked for was not the old photos themselves, but the content in the photos, so both parties were satisfied with his proposal.

"That's okay."

Lao Meng nodded, and he did as Xu Ang said, but he also had conditions: "I have to watch from the side when copying and taking pictures, lest your people accidentally damage these treasures. I will also verify the copies and backup photos carefully to make sure they are correct.”

You can't be too careful when treating precious objects, at least that's what Lao Meng thought.

You must know that the old photos in this box are the only information that can restore the Old Summer Palace. Lao Meng will not allow any mistakes to happen under his nose.

He and his two students really kept watch, making copies to verify each one. It was obviously just a matter of taking a look and comparing, but Lao Meng separated the three of them, and each of them verified each piece separately. His attitude was rigorous, and he was worthy of being a scholar.

In fact, it is normal for Lao Meng to do this. No matter how careful you are with precious things, you can never be too careful. However, he forgot that Xu Ang had three little sisters at home.

Xiaoxiao and the others were at this age when they were full of curiosity about the world and still had enough mobility. Seeing Lao Meng and the others taking things so seriously, the three little sisters came over and started to watch.

If they just look, that's no big deal, the problem is that they don't just look.

A little hand with a little baby fat stretched out, trying to sneak away a copied picture without the adults paying attention. Fortunately, Lao Meng's eyes were wide open and he could not hide her little move, and he caught her little hand just when it was about to succeed.

Xiaoxiao, who was caught doing bad things, giggled at Lao Meng: "Haha, Uncle Meng, hello."

Not everyone can ignore the little sister's cuteness like Xu Ang. Lao Meng was so cute by Xiaoxiao's cute look that his face was bloody. Xiao Gouzi was so cute that Lao Meng couldn't express his words of rebuke. He could only say to Xiaoxiao in a consultative tone: "Uncle is doing business, can I play with you later?"

"not good."

Xiao Gouzi is cute but ruthless in her words. Her little face is full of disgust: "Uncle Meng doesn't know how to tell stories or play games. He's not as fun as my brother, so I won't play with you."

Lao Meng: "..."

I am a professor at Peking University and a famous scholar in the country, but I am rejected by a child. I am a wise man in my life.

Sad, so sad.

Children and all that, not cute at all.

Lao Meng was feeling sad, and Xu Ang added another punch: "Xiaoxiao, come here quickly, brother will take you to play, don't just tell the truth every day."

As expected of brother and sister, their words are so irritating.

Just as he was about to say goodbye to Xu Ang, Lao Meng heard Xiaoxiao say "oh" crisply, and led Xiao Qingzi and Sisi to Xu Ang's side. Soon the happy laughter of children came from there. .

Although Xu Ang rescued himself and attracted the attention of the little dogs, Lao Meng always felt that he had been hurt, which made him depressed and unhappy.

What's the matter if I can't tell stories, what's the matter if I can't play games, I have profound knowledge, I can tell countless truths, but children are just superficial, hum!

Lao Meng, who was fine on the surface but very hurt inside, decided to ignore Xu Ang and the little sisters and concentrate on doing his own thing.

Tang Lu, who was observant enough, extended an invitation to Lao Meng: "Tomorrow is the premiere of my new movie. Professor Meng wouldn't mind helping support the show."

The movie premiere was held in the United States, which sounded very interesting.

Lao Meng, who felt novel, could not suppress his curiosity, nor could he bear to refuse others' kindness, so he nodded and agreed.

He didn't see that his two students were so excited when he agreed.

Lao Meng devoted himself to learning. He didn't chase stars himself, but he couldn't control his students to chase stars. Young people's curiosity and pursuit of film and television stars made them support Lao Meng's decision with both hands.

If Lao Meng wanted to see what was strange about the movie premiere here in the United States, then his students were curious about everything.

At the movie premiere, I felt so high-end.

That is to say, there are no smart phones yet, and the mobile Internet era has not yet arrived. Otherwise, they would probably have to take photos, write copy, and have a good circle of friends.

Xu Ang asked Lasseter to arrange for the release of Transformers 1 as soon as possible. The latter did not disappoint his boss and released it quickly enough. It has only been a few days and the arrangements have already been made.