A few hours later, a hotel in Tsim Sha Tsui.

Gao Yuliang walked out of the hotel gate in a daze, stood at the door and smoked a cigarette until half of the cigarette burned. He slapped his thighs awkwardly, "Did you send the wrong invitation list?"

"I am the only one in the entire cultural exchange group to Hong Kong..."

A few hours were enough to get the plane from Jingzhou to Hong Kong Island, come to the hotel again, greet each other, and get to know each other.

On the plane, his wife Wu Huifen happily integrated into the exchange group. After all, there were less than 20 Handong exchange group, including less than 20 people, and there were ten scholars and professors in the Department of History, all of them. Whether you study the pre-Qin period, the history history, the history of the Han Dynasty, the history of the Tang Dynasty, the history of the Song Dynasty, the history of the Ming Dynasty, etc., you will definitely not lack topics when you sit together to communicate.

Even if Wu Huifen teaches Ming History, so what if she specializes in this area? Who dares to say that she knows nothing about the Qin, Han, Tang and Song dynasties?

Professionally-like people gather together, there is no shortage of topics.

In addition to these scholars, the remaining few are retired deputy senior officials.

Several retired old men are together and there is no shortage of topics. I have done anything where I was in power before, and I seem to have heard of you. Which of your actions have been done well and are very beautiful...

These old men also had a very happy exchange. Thinking about the past, I remembered the bitterness and thought about the sweetness, so I had a very excited chat.

Only Gao Yuliang, who looked here, was not familiar with him, and looked there, was not familiar with him.

When their Handong exchange group arrived at Hong Kong Island, they arrived at the hotel where they stayed was this big hotel located in the downtown area of ​​Tsim Sha Tsui. The entire hotel was contracted by Mr. Zhao to receive their exchange group.

Then, the professors, history experts, teachers and reunions from Tsinghua University were also very good at talking about it. By the way, history experts from the Handong Department could only be considered as younger brother-level in front of those two teams.

The retired leaders of Handong faced the retired elderly people invited from Beijing and Shanghai... they were also considered younger brothers.

They still chatted well in their respective circles and were very excited.

Teacher Gao Yuliang, he began to doubt his life. I, the head of the political and legal department, is it too eye-catching to be in this bureau?

Could it be that the staff made a mistake in their busy schedule and invited him wrongly? The other party mistakenly thought he was a history professor.

Teacher Gao is not aware of history. In fact, he was influenced by his wife and had some knowledge of Ming Dynasty history. He liked the book from the fifteenth year of Wanli.

But he is just an outsider, and compared with real experts, he is too far behind.

Just as Teacher Gao was in a strange mood, he suddenly saw three people running out of the door of another hotel across the street, two men and one woman, all foreigners... As soon as these people ran out, they were chased out of the hotel, and they were rumbling over them.

Then he greeted the hotel waiter and carried it into the hotel.

The one who hit the man was a little white and fat, wearing a vest and shorts, plus flip flops, and his shape was very sharp.

Teacher Gao, “…”

What did I see? Attacking others in public, illegally kidnapping, and detaining? I glanced at the streets in a daze and found that he was not the only one who saw the scene just now.

This is the streets of Tsim Sha Tsui, one of the most prosperous downtown areas of Hong Kong Island.

There are a lot of vehicles and pedestrians on the main road.

He also found that someone was already calling the police, as if a patrolman in military uniforms was patrolling at the end of the road one or two hundred meters away.

Then Gao Yu's conscience became stable. It seemed that he would not need to get involved in this matter.

Then, after more than ten minutes.

Teacher Gao saw two military policemen in handcuffs, handcuffing the three foreigners who had been beaten before, standing on the street and calling out something. A charge car drove over and pressed the three foreigners into the car and left.

The young Chinese man who beat people before was also enthusiastically waved to the police car.

Gao Yuliang, “…”

What made Teacher Gao even more waxed was that the young man who beat someone to watch the police car leave and happily walked towards the road. The destination seemed to be the hotel behind Teacher Gao.

One or two minutes later, the young man walked to the hotel door.

The hotel waiters all greeted respectfully, "Mr. Tang!"

"Hello, Mr. Tang!"

...

Of course, Mr. Tang was Tang Niu. After greeting the waiter with a smile, he looked at Gao Yuliang, "You are a scholar from the mainland, a great professor, I am a wise man, my name is Tang Niu, just call me Xiao Tang or A Niu."

Tang Niu said this in Mandarin.

When he stretched out his hands to greet him, Gao Yuliang was a little panicked and reached out to be polite, "I dare not take it, I dare not take it, my name is Gao Yuliang, it is Handong University..."

He witnessed the other party's murder with his own eyes.

Tang Niu, who was over 1.7 meters tall, wearing a vest, shorts and flip-flops, looked pretty cute and kind, but facing three foreigners, one middle-aged, I won’t say much, the other young man was over 1.9 meters tall, and his tendon was like a bodybuilder. He was beaten so badly by A Niu, and he fell down without any resistance.

The girl from the three foreigners is still fair-skinned, beautiful and long-legged. Mr. Tang also lay down without any mercy.

Tang Niu shook hands heavily, "Hey, professor at Handong University, I have never read any books in my life. I admire you, a learned person the most."

"Don't worry, Professor Gao, leave all your reception work to me, and relax everything. I will take care of you tonight and make a meal for everyone."

"You must eat and drink well."

Gao Yuliang wanted to explain something, for example, he was the director of the political and legal department, did the staff under Mr. Zhao read it wrongly and asked the wrong person. If so, he could go back to Handong.

After all, this cultural exchange group has so many professors and scholars from history departments in different schools. Mr. Zhao cannot know all of them. If you ask a consultant to shoot a historical drama, you must be the one below who contacts each school and finds people. If you look for so many at once, how normal is it to make mistakes while busy?

But Tang Niu was so enthusiastic that before he finished speaking, Tang Niu took his hand into the hotel and greeted the front desk, "Come on, where are the pickles I prepared before? Take out some of them for Professor Gao to taste."

"That's my new development. By the way, Teacher Gao, please try it carefully later and comment."

Teacher Gao was speechless again by Tang Niu.

Why did you, a little fat man who beats a bodybuilder of more than 1.9 meters tall, suddenly change your career and go to cook, have a run-in mat, and even invite me to pickle vegetables?

He didn't know what to say for a moment, until a waiter ran to deliver a few bottles of pickled vegetables. When the bottle was opened, all kinds of sweet, sour, salty, spicy and other delicious foods rushed into Gao Yuliang's nostrils and taste buds like a storm...

Gao Yuliang can swear that he has never smelled so colorful in his life, but he can enjoy the pleasure of a taste storm when he smells it.

At Tang Niu's enthusiastic suggestion, when his greed exploded, Teacher Gao grabbed the chopsticks and tasted it, and then he was out of control. After Tang Niu called the waiter to take out the fruit wine, rice wine, etc. he brewed by himself.

……………………

More than two hours later.

In a small conference room on the second floor, Wu Huifen walked out to the bathroom with a smile, and then returned to the conference room. She slapped her forehead, "Oh, where is their eldest son?"

I remember it was a long time ago, Gao Yuliang said he went out to smoke a cigarette. How long has it been since he saw anyone?

It’s no wonder that Teacher Wu failed to remember Teacher Gao. After all, it’s all an old couple, so it’s normal that they won’t meet each other for a while. Moreover, this time, more than a dozen top Ming history experts in the country gathered in a conference room to talk about dramas and creations.

Everyone has always argued that if they were filming the main drama of the Ming Dynasty, who should they film? Zhu Yuanzhang, Zhu Di, or Zhu Houzhao?

A big bull has been insisting on rehabilitating Zhu Houzhao.

Some people are also arguing about filming historical dramas. The protagonist may not necessarily be an emperor, but can also film the famous civil and military officials such as Wang Yangming, Zhang Juzheng, and Qi Jiguang.

Among them, Wu Huifen, a professor of Ming Shi at Handong University, can only be regarded as a sister. She has few opportunities to speak, and she is listening to the big giants and big Bens citing classics and pushing the protagonist stories in her mind.

Even the quotation of scriptures made her shout for knowledge.

This is not the Internet era in later generations. The channels for obtaining information and knowledge are still difficult. The debates and hot discussions of those people made Wu Huifen feel like he was listening to lectures by the big guys.

There are all kinds of tea and pastries in the heating room, and there are always people coming to replenish new items.

That atmosphere was so exciting.

This has only been more than two hours before Teacher Wu remembered, what about Teacher Gao?

When she was puzzled, she followed the meeting rooms on the second floor, looked around here and there. After searching for four or five rooms, she had not yet obtained them. The waiter came to serve...

"Old Gao is on the first floor? The lobby seating area?"

Upon receiving the news, Wu Huifen stepped downstairs and unexpectedly found that there was basically no one on the first floor lobby, and the reception desk was gone, but there were people talking and laughing loudly near the lobby lounge area.

Soon she saw Teacher Gao, who was drinking, and was also squirting with a few strangers.

Talk about it very well.

After a dozen meters, Teacher Wu heard Teacher Gao's excited words, "Mr. Tang's cooking skills are really this. I have never eaten such delicious pickled vegetables in my life. They say they are pickled vegetables, but they feel that they are more delicious than any palace imperial banquet."

"This wine is not ordinary, it's so delicious..."

With his words, a young man said softly, "Really? I don't believe it..."

While saying that he didn't believe it, he grabbed the chopsticks and picked up his mouthful. The young man chewed wax with the smell, "Teacher Gao, it's still boring."

Teacher Gao said speechlessly, "Why are you like this? How dare you say such delicious dishes are boring?"

A middle-aged man slapped the table and laughed, "Haha, Teacher Gao, this is a zombie, and his taste has long been broken. What he tasted must be different from us. Dogs still eat shit..."

"Let me try it."

Speaking of this, middle-aged man sucked a small plate of pickled vegetables, and with a whizz, the originally fragrant pickled vegetables were like they had been drained from their souls, and they all turned into waste. Middle-aged man was excited and shouted, "It's delicious, it's so delicious!"

The closer Wu Huifen got, the more he heard and the more he saw... Teacher Wu suddenly felt a little weak.

What does zombies mean?

And the middle-aged man sucked the pickled vegetables into pieces?

Teacher Gao was on the way, and he was not awake. He immediately smiled and took a photo of middle-aged man, "You guys are so funny, they are still zombies? What era is this..."

Teacher Gao was still laughing, and saw a figure walking from the door of the hall. He glanced at this direction and frowned, "Why are you here? Disappear quickly, don't disturb our exchange group from the mainland."

"You can just wander around the movie crew, so don't come here. There is no need for you to show up in historical dramas."
To be continued...