Now that he has decided to downgrade and change his major, there is no need for Zhong Yue to go to class again.

Because of the downgrade, it means that he has to study for another year as a freshman, but fortunately, if the two majors have the same courses in their freshman year, Zhong Yue can apply for exemption. For his freshman year, he had a heavy schedule of courses, so he could squeeze out more time to do other things.

Mao, Marx, College English, Modern History, no matter what college it is, Zhong Yue doesn't need to study the basic compulsory courses in his freshman year.

At 7:50 a.m., the brothers in the dormitory set off their alarm and went to class without washing.

Zhong Yue also got up, and when he saw Gong Chuan burying his head under the pillow, he felt funny, changed into newly bought clothes, and prepared to go to the library.

"Deep shallow, damn it. ”

After Zhong Yue put on his clothes, he remembered the reminder of the shopping maniac, and took off the black board shoes that had been tied with his shoelaces and replaced them with a pair of small white shoes.

Looking in the mirror, compared with him yesterday, the T-shirt with a slim cut, simple pattern and a sense of design, plus a pair of black cargo pants, is simply from a dirt bun to a sunny fashion boy in an instant.

Walking downstairs, Zhong Yue walked out of the dormitory, ordered a simple egg cake in the food street of the living park, and went to the library after eating.

At the moment, the time is idle, and I took my mobile phone to spend my mother yesterday, and I want to learn Chinese studies, so the most basic thing is to read the "Analects".

After the Tang Dynasty, there was no need to study Confucianism anymore, and it was basically either a work of science that was close to theology, or it was a commentary on the Four Books and Five Classics.

Zhong Yue swiped his campus card and passed through the library gate.

There are still many diligent and studious people, and it is only eight o'clock in the library, and many people are already sitting in it reading books. Zhong Yue glanced at it roughly, probably brushing up on the questions and reviewing.

The library, in the eyes of most people, has become a holy place for revision and reading textbooks, which is probably the sadness of exam-oriented education. It's like leaving a huge treasure trove unexplored, and reluctantly falling into the rice bowl in your hands.

In the first half of his freshman year, despite his busy schedule, Zhong Yue would come here every weekend to read his favorite books.

Zhong Yue has a habit of picking books, that is, he doesn't look at the entry guide, he casually walks into the bookshelf of a long corridor, chooses the books that are eye-catching among the vast sea of books, and then picks a quiet corner to read carefully.

But today it was different, he went straight to the area of classical literature, manipulated it on the computer, and pinpointed the book on the Analects.

Simply looking at the original text of the Analects, Zhong Yue might as well read it on his mobile phone, what he wants to find is the best one that has the Analects interpreted by the masters of modern Chinese studies, which saves a lot of work.

Zhong Yue picked and chosen, but still chose Nan Huaijin's "Analects".

The quotation says: "Each of the original passages of the twenty chapters of the Analects is described in detail and vividly. There are not only hints on the structure of the passage and the connection of paragraphs, but also the elaboration of the meaning of the original text and the humanistic stories involved.

What is particularly novel is that the author has compiled the original texts into historical stories, which are profound and interesting, which is unique among the many chapters of the Analects. (Note: Cited Materials)"

The book was in his hands, it was a book with an orange cover published by Fudan University, Zhong Yue looked through it briefly, and it was indeed as described in the citation, it was indeed excellent for beginners.

Although Nan Huaijin is known as a master of modern Chinese studies, several of his works on Chinese studies are particularly modest, such as this "Analects of the Analects" and "Mencius Bypass" and "Lao Tzu Said", which is enough to see that he put his works very low, thinking that in the vast history of Chinese studies, it is just a drop in the ocean, and it is difficult to enter the mainstream view.

At this point, compared with those pseudo-masters who claim to be experts in Chinese studies today, their character and knowledge are not known to be several realms higher.

Zhong Yue took the book and passed by the corridor. Many people looked sideways.

The clothes Gu Qin chose for him were not the kind of bad Nike or Adi Clover, but some very low-key brands, but they were so coordinated and fashionable when put together.

Many girls glanced at it intentionally or unintentionally, the black T blood shirt and cargo pants made Zhong Yue, who was originally tall and thin, look more upright, with a pair of limited-edition white shoes that are popular nowadays, it is simply a step into the male god series.

Some people saw the book "The Analects of Analects" in Zhong Yue's hand, and looked disdainful, pretending to be forced, and came to the library to read the Analects?

However, Zhong Yue didn't care about these glances, and went straight to a place where the two of them sat by the window, and read the book with a book.

"Looking back on the past 15 years, it's not too much, but it's not a lot. Now, in order to publish this lecture on the Analects, I have checked the previous records and found that I have spoken about the Analects three or four times in the short course of fifteen years. At first, it was completely out of whim, because of my personal views on reading, and there was no intention of defending the Tao at all, let alone being unconventional. After speaking, when I saw my classmates' notes, I couldn't help but smile, like whispering in a dream. 'Words are gone, and there is no trace of deeds'. It's a lot of fun to think about. ”

The master is worthy of being a master, and the language is plain and profound, without the slightest sense of difficulty and difficulty in reading, just like an old friend sitting opposite you and talking to you.

"I'm sorry, this classmate, this position is mine. ”

Zhong Yue was reading with feeling, and was suddenly disturbed. He looked up and saw the girl with long flowing hair, wearing a white shirt, looking at him with a smile.

"Oh......" Zhong Yue closed the book, got up and made it to the opposite side, and continued to read.

In the university library, there is an extremely low-quality behavior, that is, occupying seats.

Some people are worried that one of their books is not enough to deter future generations, so they directly put a stack of books, which is prohibitive.

This kind of behavior is not uncommon in major universities, and Zhong Yue also laughed and said nothing, anyway, he came to the library, didn't bring anything, just found a place to sit, and it was a big deal that someone came to give him a seat.

"Are you reading Master Nan Huaijin's book?"

Zhong Yue raised his head, looked at the girl opposite who had a beautiful face and made people think of the little sister next door, and nodded, "Well, it's not written." "He's good at talking to death......

"Okay. The woman's hair was curled, pinned behind her ears, and she lowered her head and began to review it carefully.

Zhong Yue once again successfully missed the opportunity to flirt with his sister......