Chapter 675 Looking for Zaomen under the clear breeze and moonlight
Although Chen Jianhai doesn't care much about Feng Shui ghosts and the like,
But these four words "affecting wealth" seem to be really unlucky!
So unlucky!
If I build a hotel in the Chinese garden style and you talk about Feng Shui with me, I won't say anything.
After all, it still has something to do with it, right?!
But I am standing in a big, bright castle, and you can’t even talk about Feng Shui with me!
Take out the mouse,
Chen Jianhai clicked "little blue hand" on every comment in this review that said it would affect the hotel's financial fortune.
Although I don’t have time to scold you,
But I can oppose you all!
the following few days,
I don’t know if it’s because of the sluggish market or because the price increase has driven away customers.
Or maybe he was actually told by those "bad mouthers" on the Internet.
The business of the Lion Castle Hotel is indeed getting worse day by day.
Not to mention making money from revenue, it is considered good to be able to balance the balance of payments.
Overnight, Boss Chen was worried and had a big bubble on the tip of his tongue.
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At the same time, Huoxiang City Historical Research Association
Li Xun stood in front of the office cabinet,
I am carefully putting camera memory cards, notebook data, and printed photos into a travel backpack.
"Finally we have finished walking through Zaomen."
Li Xun looked at the contents of the transparent document bag in his hand, with a trace of satisfaction and melancholy in his eyes.
This small document bag is heavily loaded with the journey of more than half a year.
Every photo and every piece of paper filled with writing condenses the century-old development history of Zaomen.
This trip was so long, so memorable, and the process was rugged and difficult. It was no less than the trip to Nanjiang the year before.
"What a long trip..."
Li Xun sighed softly and was about to throw things into his travel bag when there was a knock on the door.
Then, a middle-aged man naturally opened the office door and walked in carrying a plastic tea jar.
"Lao Li, you've only been back for a few days and you have to go on a business trip again?!"
The middle-aged man looked at Li Xun's travel bag and spoke in shock.
"Who told you I was going on a business trip!"
Li Xun threw the things in his hands into his travel bag and closed the filing cabinet:
"If I go on a business trip again, I will have to die outside..."
"I'm on vacation tomorrow. I'm going to pack up the materials today and check out the ppt for this lecture."
With that said, Li Xun put down what he was holding and sat on the sofa next to the middle-aged man.
Basically, as long as the other party knocks on the door of your office with a tea jar, he has brought his own tea to chat with you.
In less than 2 hours, it would be impossible to leave the house.
You may even chat until you get off work and leave.
"If you want to make a ppt, come to me. I'll ask my student to make it for you."
The middle-aged man opened the teapot and took a sip, then spoke very gracefully.
"My current courseware is all made for me by my students, and they are pretty good."
Li Xun directly refused the other party's kindness.
"I want to work with you as a student, and I have to treat you to a meal. I have no money!"
"Put me down, you don't have any money!" The middle-aged man rolled his eyes at Li Xun with disdain.
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"Our unit's monthly salary varies from young to old, and there are various bonuses at the end of the year. I won't talk about these."
"This time, the academic funds awarded to you by the Zaomen City History and Culture Research Center will be added to the class fees they asked you to give lectures."
"Even if these things don't add up to great wealth, at least we can achieve the freedom of cigarettes."
"In the end, you couldn't even bear to pay for a meal!"
As soon as the middle-aged man finished speaking, Li Xun half-truthfully
Fake Ciqiong said:
"How can I have money?"
"The money belongs to the bank and my wife."
As soon as these words came out, the middle-aged man was helpless.
"Seriously, you really don't need my help with ppt?"
"It's really unnecessary." Li Xun said again.
"I'm going to Nanjiang for vacation tomorrow. There are people in the hotel helping me make ppts."
"Is it the hotel you stayed at before?" The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows with a look of disapproval.
"Lao Li, I really need to advise you."
"Can you leave these things to someone who knows the details?"
"Even if the people in the hotel are good at making ppts, after all, there is a mixed bag of people,"
"If someone leaks your information or loses your belongings, you won't have anywhere to cry."
The middle-aged man looked serious.
"Although my students may not be able to do as good a job as the professional team in the hotel, but at least it is safe."
"Anyway, I don't agree with you giving them your research data."
Li Xun listened to the middle-aged man's words and said with a smile:
"Don't be so nervous."
"They are not outsiders, they are all my friends."
"The professional quality and skills are quite good, no problem."
As he said this, Li Xun's lips curled into a smile.
Every time he thinks of Langai Hotel, Li Xun feels extremely happy and expectant.
It was as if he was extremely sure that whenever he returned to Nanjiang, there would be a house and a group of friends waiting for him on one side of Huanhai Road.
"You are already such an old person anyway. Just make your own decision and don't regret it."
The middle-aged people still have strong disapproval of Li Xun's decision.
"By the way, have you decided on a name for the topic of your Zaomen speech this time??"
"Think about it!"
Li Xun said: "Tell Qingfeng to look for Zaomen under the moon."
"Looking for Zaomen under the clear breeze and moonlight?" The middle-aged man hesitated for a while.
"You think it's inappropriate?" Li Xun took a serious look at the middle-aged man, as if he wanted to hear his opinion.
"A bit." The middle-aged man said truthfully.
"Do you think this Wenzhou's name fits the city of Zaomen??"
"Not to mention that the humanities in Zaomen are abysmal."
"An economic machine that has developed brutally through economy and transportation has such a poetic and picturesque theme. It feels too fragmented."
The middle-aged man spoke.
"Instead of calling it 'Looking for Zaomen under the clear breeze and moonlight,' it would be better to call it 'Jujube Gate riding on the blood and riding the victorious sun.'"
Bloodshed??
Li Xun was helpless by these two words.
"This is Zaomen, not Hongwan. How can there be so many people fighting and killing..."
When it comes to his own research, Li Xun is completely energetic.
"Before I went to Zaomen, I felt that the city's humanities were in complete ruins."
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"But actually walking down the field, I found that this is not the case."
"Zaomen is actually a very wonderful and ever-changing city. Its high-speed rotating gears contain a lot of humanistic characteristics and cultural sentiments."
Hearing the words "cultural feelings", the middle-aged man couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.
He fully expressed his disagreement with this view.
Li Xun then said: "The expressions of culture are diverse."
"The expression of Zaomen is just... a little more obscure."
"Pfft", the middle-aged man couldn't help but laugh.
"Obscure... you might as well just say 'no,'"
Li Xun looked at the other party, really too lazy to explain to him anymore.
"Oh, you will know when the time comes to attend my class.
"
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The next day, Li Xun took a plane and arrived in Nanjiang.
After arriving at the Langai Hotel in a familiar car in a welcome car, and throwing his academic ideas and relevant research materials to Xiaoliu,
Li Xun was no longer too lazy to worry about his ppt, and happily enjoyed his annual vacation in the hotel.
Originally, he planned to catch up with Chen Jianhai,
But unfortunately, Chen Jianhai is currently in Zaomen and there is no chance to meet him.
However, when I think about the academic lecture I will give in Zaomen in a few days, this regret and joy disappear.
Soon, Xiao Liu made this ppt.
Li Xun read it once and then sent the ppt to Zaomen City History Research Center for review with great satisfaction.
After all, my research is for the entire Zaomen city.
If you say something rebellious or something bad for Zaomen City, the impact will be huge.
But despite this,
Li Xun only sent a simplified version and did not hand over all his belongings.
As for other notes, audio-visual materials and photos, they were also sent by taking photos and scanning them.
And each one was carefully engraved with a watermark by Xiaoliu.
As long as the Zaomen Historical Research Center has reviewed his lecture notes, the next step is to start his lecture tour.
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Zaomen City Historical and Cultural Research Center
A group of people gathered in front of a computer, looking at the content on the screen with complex expressions.
"This buddy has been away a lot..."
"This photo is of my old neighborhood! Those two trees are still here!"
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, this one sleeping in the wilderness is really a bit miserable. Why does it feel like there is a cemetery nearby?",
"Multiple photos, the cloud disk he bought?"
"Don't tell me, let's not see how the manuscript is written. At least the name is quite poetic."
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For Li Xun, their feelings are very complicated.
After all, anyone whose hometown is being excavated for history by a scholar from another city rather than by a scholar from a local historical research center will not feel very good.
Although no one said anything on the surface,
But I actually care about it in my heart.
Some people even secretly thought, isn’t it just walking?
Give me money and I can leave!
Not only can I walk, I can even visit every neighborhood in Zaomen!
But today, after seeing the large amount of information sent by Li Xun, everyone felt sincerely that walking in history is really not a path that ordinary people can take.
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"Such a good thing, if it is just turned into a ppt for presentation, it would be a bit too common."
"If we can achieve that kind of scene-blending model, the audience can be brought into Li Xun's walk, and they can also feel the desolation and coldness of sleeping in a suburban cemetery at night, and experience it with their own eyes. The effect of Zaomen’s historical development will definitely be better.”
"After all, we are also part of history~~"
"Isn't the purpose of us studying it and studying it just to better integrate it and promote it?"
An employee of the Zaomen Historical Research Center said.
"Not all people are able to understand the complete historical system and development context like us,"
"Their views and research on history are not as profound as ours."
“What seems to us to be thought-provoking may be just a good speech to them.”
"Things in theory can only be passed after you have seen them."
"Only when you really experience it yourself can you really achieve good results, right?"
Listening to their colleagues' words, the others fell into a brief silence.
"Although
That’s true, but how do you want them to see it?”
"We can't get together a cheerleading team and lead these spectators to sleep in the surrounding cemeteries for a night, right?"
Someone raised their own questions.
"Isn't AR very popular now?"
"We can use some technologies, some very advanced technologies and equipment, to achieve these things as much as possible."
Said the person who originally proposed the idea.
"Don't forget, our Zaomen is a magic city!"
"We should get something fancy!"
"Let's do something new that other cities have never thought of and don't have the ability to do!"
My heart is moved...
Everyone was a little excited.
Although they did not conduct this research, they were not the ones who gave the lecture.
But who doesn’t want their hometown to be awesome?
How does that sentence go, it means that I have nothing but others, and I am superior to others.
Even if Li Xun will go on a lecture tour in other cities in the future, he may even go on a lecture tour across the country.
But Zaomen is the only one who can present the lecture content in an original way in the form of AR!
Other cities are just scumbags who can only watch ppt~
After everyone made this decision, they immediately communicated with Li Xun and asked for his opinion.
After hearing the other party's thoughts, Li Xun was naturally happy to agree.
Anyway, he has already finished the work that should be his responsibility.
I won’t talk about the ppt, Xiaoliu made it by himself, and the quality is guaranteed.
As for the lecture notes, he didn't even need to memorize them. The insights and information accumulated along the way were all deeply engraved in his mind.
Even if I ask him to talk now, he can talk for days and nights.
Besides, he was originally invited by the other party to do research.
To put it more fashionably, the Zaomen Historical Research Center is his sponsor father.
He will speak wherever the sponsor’s father wants him to speak~~
The sponsor’s dad wants him to say it in any form, he will say it in that form~~
Just well-behaved and obedient.
After obtaining Li Xun's consent, all that was left was to choose a venue that could meet the conditions for the speech.
Zaomen is one of the cities with a relatively concentrated concentration of colleges and universities and scientific research institutes. It has 50 general universities and 8 scientific research institutions with graduate training qualifications.
This also means that Zaomen has quite abundant venues and resources for hosting large-scale academic exchange seminars.
When employees of the Zaomen Historical Research Center went to various universities to conduct on-the-spot inspections, a practical problem was placed in front of them.
Although these schools have extremely professional teaching equipment and comfortable venues, their lecture centers are too academic.
Neither the space nor the atmosphere are suitable for immersive speeches.
After all, these equipment and venues need some entertainment things inside.
"How about we go to a cinema or a grand theater?"
Someone made a suggestion.
But as soon as this suggestion was made, it was immediately interrupted.
"I have lived for almost 30 years, and Zaomen has nothing but an old Workers' Cultural Palace."