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Students are starting to return to school, summer has not yet passed, and the refreshing breath of autumn has begun to approach. Jiang Ming looked at the students coming and going outside the school gate, and his mood was also a little youthful.

He is 26 years old, male, majoring in classical literature studies in the Department of Chinese, just graduated from graduate school, and applied for the opportunity to stay in school as a teaching assistant. As a young teaching assistant, waiting for the evaluation to become an official employee, the arduous task of opening the school and welcoming the new year naturally fell on Jiang Ming.

It is a very boring thing to welcome new students to start school, and when it comes to meals, Jiang Ming stretches his waist and prepares to go to the cafeteria to experience the creative dishes launched in the new semester.

"Teacher Jiang, the director of academic affairs asked me to inform you to go to the comprehensive building." A student sweating profusely catches up.

Jiang Ming remembered that it was one of his sophomores and asked, "Did you say what was the matter?" ”

"It's the class schedule for the new semester that has come down, and the director told you to go and get it."

Jiang Ming glanced at the complex building with resentment, and from the school gate to the comprehensive building, it was estimated that half of the school would be bypassed, and the distance was almost ...... Far away.

"I remember you were my student?"

The student wiped the sweat on his head, confirmed the fact that the complex building was far away with sweat, and said a little puzzled: "I'm your sophomore student, what's wrong Teacher Jiang?" ”

Jiang Ming patted him on the shoulder, leaving with an unfathomable smile and leaving.

Bad review! I know that I was asked to go over and get the class schedule, so you can't bring it with you, and you deliberately run sweaty to answer me, teenager, you are preparing for the make-up exam this semester!

Walking on the campus, Jiang Ming talked to himself with a little emotion, complained that the sun was too poisonous, complained that the school leaders used him as a trainee teacher as a dog, and complained that he arrived at the comprehensive building. He found that Tang Seng was so verbose for no reason, it turned out that complaining would paralyze the sense of distance, and by the way, it could also vent his emotions and benefit his body and mind.

Walking into the office of the dean, the dean of education was a man of nearly fifty years old, with a serious face, and squeezed out a smile at him and said, "Teacher Jiang, I have something to do with you, sit down first." ”

Jiang Ming asked, "It's not a matter of the class schedule?" ”

The dean didn't answer him, and said, "Teacher Jiang, I think you can apply for a regular next year." ”

Becoming a regular teacher is naturally from a teaching assistant to a regular faculty member. As for why it's next year and not this year, it depends on individual performance. Jiang Ming understood and immediately shouted the slogan: "If the director is looking for me, just say something, I will do my best!" ”

"I have called you for something to tell you." The Dean of Education is meaningful.

Jiang Ming was a little blind, he was still too young, and the leader casually wrote a blank check, and he patted his chest and promised to be gone. When the general leader speaks like this, there will only be two situations.

Either it's not a good thing, or it's ...... Something even worse.

No matter what Jiang Ming thought in his heart, the teaching director pinched his official tone and began to talk freely.

Last year, a historic site was discovered in a southern city, and the university professor spent a lot of effort to secure a follow-up excavation project. Not to mention the specifics, what the teaching director meant was to let Jiang Ming take over the dirtiest, most tiring and not half beneficial tidying up work in the later stage.

If it was really a good errand, such as the work of welcoming new students, it would not be assigned to Jiang Ming's head, and there would be a lot of regular faculty members and professors. In the whole archaeological excavation project, places where you can stay qualified are becoming a member of the archaeological team and being able to be in the news. Or participate in the preliminary collation research, and publish a paper to attract the public's attention.

The post-finishing work in the mouth of the teaching director can be considered that a movie is finished, the actors wait for the film to be released and then become popular, the director and other box office results have entered the ranks of well-known directors, and even those who run tricks have gone home after receiving their lunch boxes, and Jiang Ming has to clean the shooting venue overnight.

Seeing Jiang Ming's sinking face, the director of education squeezed out a smile and said, "Not everyone can do this, you are from a classical literature research major, and it is the most suitable." ”

"I've always seen your performance at work, but you're too young, and there is a group of old workers in front of you, and I think you will be criticized for being promoted. As long as you complete the work this time, I think you can apply for it this year. The teaching director took a sweet jujube and a stick.

Whether you do it or not is your business, and whether or not you can be transferred is the dean's business. Under coercion and temptation, Jiang Ming could only bow his head and said lightly: "I understand, don't worry, director." ”

Leaving the complex building and returning to the faculty dormitory, Jiang Ming was not in the mood to go to the cafeteria, so he ate a bowl of instant noodles and went directly to the school warehouse.

The sorting out of antiquities is not simply to put things in categories, but also to take photos and record them. Even if it's a night pot, people should take a look at it and sort out the records to know what kind of night pot it is.

The antiquities piled up in the warehouse are all worthless things. The valuable ones have been handed over to the state first, and then the news will be published to give the archaeological team a reputation. Those with research value are used by professors for academic reports and use to gain fame. Pick the rest of these things, it's no different from garbage.

But as long as it is an excavated antiquity, it must be handed over, even if the department above is too lazy to accept it, the necessary procedures still have to be taken, which is why Jiang Ming's sorting work is done.

The warehouse is divided into small rooms, and the living facilities are fully equipped, after all, it was once a place for professors and archaeological teams to study antiquities. In each small room there were some cardboard boxes with antiquities and garbage.

Jiang Ming opened the cardboard boxes one by one and began the long and tedious tidying up. These antiquities were brought out of the ruins, and they were left out of garbage, so most of them were stones.

A stone that depicts the lines.

The messy stones were poured together by Jiang Ming and piled up into a small hill. Taking pictures, numbering, recording, etc., when the number reached 569, Jiang Ming's groggy head was full of lines, and he simply slept against the pile of stones.

At about two o'clock in the morning, he was awakened from hunger, and lay sleepily on the pile of stones. I only ate a bowl of instant noodles at noon, and I didn't eat it at night, Jiang Ming was a little hungry and fainted, his eyes began to bubble with gold stars, and a little golden light flew in front of him.

"That's not right! Not a delusion! ”

He found that those golden points of light were not illusions, but real ones. The golden light fell on his face, with a damp and cool feeling, and after inhaling it into his lungs, he was cool in the still hot summer season.

Hula...

He opened the pile of rocks and began to search, and finally found a stone with a difference. It is round and shiny, and the surface is no different from other stones, with chaotic lines depicted, but the difference is the inside of the stone.

There are golden points of light flowing!

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