The shade of the trees is colorful, the handsome and plump young man sits at the stone table, his slender fingers turn over the pages, and his long ink-colored hair is simply tied in a bun with a simple wooden hairpin, and as she bows her head slightly, it blows down, like a willow branch in March, exuding the beauty of both men and women. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The well-fitting retro-style black clothes fit the temperament of a teenager, and there is no feeling of jumping in time.

A character who seems to have come out of ancient times.

When Professor Cinny woke up, he saw just that.

The gray-haired old man felt that his eyes were a little moist, and he felt that he was dreaming, and all he saw was just a dream.

In his life, for more than 100 years, he was obsessed with the ancient Chinese school of civilization, but the interstellar has undergone several changes, many rare cultural relics have been lost, and the ancient culture has gradually been forgotten.

Over time, fewer and fewer people took this course, and it became an endangered subject.

So far, I can only barely make up a class of less than 20 people, and I am in danger of withdrawing this class next semester.

Ying Zheng raised his eyes and frowned at the old man with tears in his eyes.

At first glance, it makes people dizzy.

The second glance made people cry.

Holding her forehead with her hands, she really didn't know what she had done wrong.

The widow must be right.

"Is the old gentleman alright?"

Her sudden opening seemed to wake the other party, and Professor Synny held out his finger and pointed at her tremblingly, "You ......"

Ying Zheng's eyes turned cold all of a sudden.

"Don't point a finger at me."

Professor Xingni, an old man, suddenly looked like a child who had done something wrong, trembling and withdrawing his fingers, and his tone was uneasy: "I'm sorry, it's the old ...... I was rude. ”

Ying Zheng got up and held Professor Xingni's shoulder, and pointed his finger at the other party, which was rude, showing disrespect to the other party, since the old man had no intention of offending, she would not take Qiao, half-squatting down on her knees, her eyes were sincere.

"Sir, the junior has something to ask you."

Ying Zheng has always been a corporal of Lixian, and since she was still the king of Qin, she liked to accept the opinions of all vassal states.

Professor Cinny saw the person in front of him clearly, and then looked around at the familiar.

"I'm not dreaming?"

Ying Zheng shook his head.

"Am I dead?"

"What is the old gentleman's ominous words?"

Professor Xingni faced Yingzheng's doubts and fixed his mind.

"You're not a student at the Third Military Academy, how did you get in?"

His eyes fell on the book that Ying Zheng had just flipped, and Professor Xingni felt a vague expectation in his heart.

"Are you interested in this notation?"

"Hmm." Ying Zheng nodded, "That's what I want to ask my husband for...... Genealogy. ”

Professor Cinny was a little excited, and his old eyes lit up, ignoring all the questions he had just raised.

"If you have any questions, just ask me."

For Professor Xingni's series of emotional changes, the speed of changing his face made Ying Zhengwang sigh.

"The words in the upper row are similar in shape and evolution, and one row is one word, which is the historical evolution of words, am I right? The pedigree is incomplete, a stack next to this, is the historical basis for your reference to fill in, I have read most of it, and there is no omission in the part of the knowledge, Mr. cited it, so that I admire. ”

"Haha." Professor Synnie smiled, "It's rare for a young person to be interested in ancient texts. ”

Although the questions are all questions that can be seen through at a glance, it is rare to have such a heart.

Regardless of whether the black-clad boy in front of him showed real or false interest, just by the way he dressed and talked, Professor Synny felt that he would not be wrong.

"Young man, can you tell me your name?"

"Yingzheng." Ying Zhengxing does not change her name, she does not change her surname, although she knows that the old man in front of her should know something about the history of 3,000 years ago, but she does not want to deceive and hide her name.

What's more, who can believe that she would be a figure from 3,000 years ago......

Professor Cinny's expression changed when he heard the name, but he didn't think much of it, just took it as a duplicate name.

"Would you like to stay with me and be my assistant?"

If others hear this, they will immediately come down, assistants are different from students, but they are better than students, Professor Xingni also belongs to the stars and moons in the Third Military Academy, with a lofty status, and has a certain decision-making power in school affairs, otherwise as the ancient history of the Third Military Academy, why would anyone choose, if he can please Professor Xingni, it will be helpful for the recommendation and promotion after graduation.

But ancient history is too boring for interstellar children, far less interesting than listening to interstellar history, and it is useless to learn it, at most it is used to pretend.

In the interstellar world, it is more about the strong.

The most admired should be a powerful mecha with super mental strength and physical strength.

Who would be interested in ancient history?

But the meaning of being Professor Xingni's assistant is very different, not only enjoy generous benefits, but also the status of the Third Military Academy will also rise, if Professor Xingni is the first thing to come out, he will take it to publicize, and his prestige will also increase, and from then on, he will be regarded as the upper world of scientific research.

Professor Xingni stared at Ying Zheng's reaction, being an assistant also risked being fired, and he was still in the tentative stage for Ying Zheng.

"I don't want to be an assistant." Ying Zheng did not hesitate, and spoke lightly.

Professor Cinny couldn't tell if he was disappointed.

"If I could, I'd like to borrow your score for a few days." Ying Zheng continued.

Professor Xingni was silent for a moment, and then responded, "I can send you an electronic version of your light brain." ”

"No, I want to borrow this paper one."

Interstellar paper books are not cheap, not to mention that the two met in Pingshui.