The years of reselling the haunted house

Chapter 437 Ma Di's Performance

Ma Di walked to the podium, threw the book on the table casually, adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses, and stared at the students off the field.

With this extremely simple action, the originally noisy environment off the court was suddenly silenced.

Subsequently, Ma Su began his performance on the podium.

It turned out that I just heard about Ma Su's status in the academic world. I heard that he was highly respected and respected in the School of Paleontology.Today, I saw Ma Di's lecture with my own eyes, and I really understood some things that were just hearsay.

I now understand why Ma Di cannot do without his academics and his school, and is willing to immerse himself in it for the rest of his life.

Because Ma Di belongs here, he belongs to the three-foot podium under his feet.

His performance on the podium formed a strong contrast with his dullness and dullness most of the time in reality.

Ma Di's lectures are relaxed and relaxed, and the weight is lifted lightly.Although I don't understand much of what he said, I still think that listening to his class is definitely a kind of enjoyment.

It is not difficult to understand why this place is overcrowded.I heard from the whispered discussions of the classmates next to me that there are many students from other schools who came here specially to listen to Lao Ma's class.

From this, my admiration for Ma Di has reached another level.

Ma Su's class lasted for nearly two hours, and finally ended with thunderous applause.

Ma Di walked down from the podium with the book in his arms, saw me standing at the door, and waved to me.I followed him back to the office building of the Faculty of Paleontology.

Ma Di looked radiant on the podium, but when he walked down, he looked like a very ordinary little old man.

I looked at Ma Su and kept laughing.

Ma Su stared at me and asked, "Li Yang, are you so happy to see me? What are you laughing at?"

I gave Ma Su a thumbs-up, and praised: "Old Ma, I have seen it today. Your performance on the podium is really like a general who is determined to command. I am convinced of that aura. But you are such an awesome professor, why can’t you wear decent clothes to give lectures? The school leaders don’t care about you? How much does this affect the school’s image, no wonder they call you a strange professor.”

Ma Su curled his lips: "In my life, I have been used to doing my own way. It was like this when I was young, and it is even more so when I am old. My lectures are for preaching and teaching. I am not a model to perform on stage. What do I wear? I am just naked. Going up will not affect the things I said. Over the years, the students I have sent away have been crop after crop, and that is what I have said..."

Ma Di usually doesn't talk much, but when he sees me, he is willing to talk more.He couldn't stop talking, and I didn't speak, just looked at him and smiled.

Only then did Ma Di realize that he waved his hand: "You brat, you didn't come to see my lecture this time, did you? What happened again?"

When I'm with Lao Ma, it's always rare and easy.This ease comes from the heart.

But this relaxation didn't last long. Seeing him ask, I had to mention the real purpose of my trip.This is bound to be a difficult topic.

"Old Ma, I know that you study paleontology, so do you have any research on ancient civilizations and ancient writing?"

Ma Di was a little surprised to hear my question. He glanced at me and shook his head: "What you are asking is nonsense. You have also been to college, so you should know that there are specialties in art, especially at my age. This is even more so. In terms of paleontology, I am still in the learning stage, not to mention other fields... why are you asking this?"

I didn't hide anything, I took out the note my third uncle gave me, and put it in front of Ma Su.

On it were a few inscribed characters that third uncle barely sketched out from his own memory.In fact, I know that these words look similar in shape, and whether they are written correctly or not, the third uncle himself has no idea.

Ma Di said that there is a reason to specialize in the arts, so I naturally understand.It is impossible for a person with Ma Di's knowledge to be knowledgeable in all fields.The reason why we want to ask Ma Su for advice with this inscription is also to see if he can help us find someone who has researched ancient characters.

If it can be confirmed that these characters are not ancient characters, then this thing is most likely the inscribed characters mentioned by the third uncle.

So I didn't pin my hopes on Ma Di. I didn't expect that Ma took the note, looked it over and over again, and suddenly said: "Li Yang, what you drew...is it inscribed?"

I was originally sitting, but when I heard Ma Di's question, I suddenly stood up and was shocked: "Old Ma, you...do you know Yinwen?"

If Ma Su really knew Yin Wen, then I could take him to the front of the stele and recognize the words on it.

At least it can provide us with a clue to break the terrible situation.

Unexpectedly, seeing my reaction, Ma Di waved his hand: "Don't get excited, how can I recognize any inscriptions?"

"Then...you...why do you ask that?" I was a little discouraged.

The old horse sighed: "It seems that you have to face what you have to face. Come, come and see this..."

Lao Ma didn't answer me directly, but took me to the front of his bookcase, opened the cabinet, and rummaged inside.

While searching, he muttered: "It's been a bit long, I'm getting older, my memory is not good, and I don't know if I can find it..."

The old horse turned out the books in the bookcase one by one, and threw them on the ground.

I had to help him organize the books on the floor one by one.

After searching for more than half an hour, Ma Su finally shouted: "Yes, this is it..."

I was taken aback, and hurried over to have a look.

Ma Di was holding a book in his hand, but what he was looking at was not the content of the book, but a photo in the book.

Ma Su handed me the photo.

I saw that the photo was an old photo, it should be taken with a camera with film in the past, and the picture is far less clear than the current digital camera.The environment in the photo looks like a field, but the subject is a huge stone.

I looked at it for a long time and didn't understand what Lao Ma meant by showing me this photo, so I asked in puzzlement: "Old Ma, isn't this just a rock? Why do you let me see this?"

Ma Di glanced at me, picked up a magnifying glass from the table and handed it to me: "Look carefully."

I suspiciously used a magnifying glass to observe carefully on the photo.

As a result, I saw that there were characters on the surface of that boulder.

It's just that the stone is covered with turquoise moss-like plants, and the writing is a bit blurred.But judging by the few clear characters, they are indeed very similar to the so-called inscriptions on the stone tablet and the walls of the house that we have seen.

Could it be that the inscription on this stone is also a kind of inscription?
I couldn't help asking: "Old Ma, where was this filmed?"

(End of this chapter)