Chapter Twenty-Eight: Mid-Levels Hall

Duan Tianqing's college life began in this way.

The professional curriculum of the first year of the Classics major is very loose, with only two professional courses, Introduction to Classical Literature and Literary History, mainly a few public courses such as politics, English, computer science, and physical education.

The daily class schedule is not full - if the hard-working students are hard-working, they will take a lot of relevant courses to get enough credits. And those young people who like to have fun, finally freed from the heavy schoolwork and indulge freely, will spend time in entertainment and love, and enjoy their youth to the fullest.

The rest of the majors are mostly the same.

Wei Bo and Takamatsu are both law majors, and they are two extremes. Wei Bo is a representative of the hardworking faction, while Takamatsu is a typical playful faction, and both of them have several conflicts over studying in the dormitory.

Lu Qifeng is wavering, he is an economics major. Not only envied Gao Song's chic, but also knew that it was important to study hard, so he fished for three days and dried the nets for two days, which became a regulator between the two.

The freshmen who have just entered the university are probably in the state of the three of them, but the process is different.

Duan Tianqing is a complete exception.

Even his classmates rarely see him outside of class.

But Duan Tianqing's homework is extremely beautiful, whether it is a public class or a professional class, the professors and teachers are full of praise for him.

In the eyes of the students, this is shrouded in a layer of mystery.

A few good-looking female classmates in the class also often mention him, "Why is Duan Tianqing not here?" What the hell is he up to? ”

"People may have a girlfriend, I heard that he rented a house and lived off-campus."

"It's a shame......"

Duan Tianqing is dignified, talkative, and seems to have a good family background, and is obviously a good partner for female college students to choose a mate. But although he has a gentle temperament and will not refuse in person, he is also strictly guarded and never gives people any chances.

"What the hell is Duan Tianqing usually doing?"

This has become an unsolved case in the minds of the girls in the classical literature class.

They didn't know that Duan Tianqing was actually in the library most of the time.

- But it's not a new and splendid library that is open to all students. Rather, in the depths of the campus, the Banshan Hall Private Library donated by Mr. Cai Zhongyan.

Banshan Hall is located on the west side of Yanhu Lake, shaded by trees, and few people usually go there except for students who are in love and walking.

The small library is also locked all year round, and only a few professors have keys.

Mr. Cai Zhongyan was the president of Beijing Normal University Hall a hundred years ago, and he studied both Chinese and Western, especially good at Sanskrit studies, and was a well-known cultural master. He was originally from a family in northern Zhejiang, and his family was full of eunuchs, and he liked to collect books, and his family had more than 10,000 books.

Later, he studied the cultures of various countries in Beijing, and successively purchased thousands of ancient books from various places. He was never married, he was alone on his deathbed, and he felt that his relatives and nephews had no seeds to study, so he simply donated all these precious classics to the university.

The hall of Beijing Normal University built a half-mountain hall on the bank of Yanhu Lake to place these ancient books to commemorate Mr. Cai.

In the fifties and sixties of the last century, the Mid-Levels Hall was also full of friends, and the door was like a city. Many people whose names can leave a mark in the history of Chinese culture talk about it here, and there is even a saying of "Mid-Levels Meeting" in the hall of Beijing Normal University. If you don't enter the Banshan Hall, you can't be considered the top cultural and academic circle at all.

However, in recent decades, the romantic characters who guided the country back then have gradually grown old. With the great development of the economy, the mentality of the Chinese people has also become a little impetuous, and money has become the only criterion for evaluating success.

Under the premise of one billion people and 900 million merchants, there is a lack of research on classical culture, which is relatively difficult to produce economic benefits, and even if there are a few who have achieved some learning, they are not very willing to calm down and do learning. is more willing to go with the light and dust, and win attention with popularization.

The half-mountain hall was also lonely.

Of course, in the minds of the teachers and students of Beijing Normal University, this is still a holy place, but few people think of coming to pay homage.

Therefore, Du Duo was dumbfounded when he heard that Duan Tianqing wanted her to translate the ancient scrolls in the Banshan Hall.

"How do you have the key here?"

She remembered that Vice Dean Wang of the School of Economics wanted to go to Banshan Hall to check the materials of European economic history, and had to make a report for a long time before temporarily borrowing the key from the school management committee. After photocopying the materials, I hurriedly sent them back, and when I talked about it in class, I also had a kind of respect.

The books in the Mid-Levels Hall can already be regarded as cultural relics, and any one of them is worth a fortune.

Although few people come, the air conditioning is on 24 hours a day, keeping the temperature constant and humidity controlled. There are also various monitoring devices to keep the books intact.

But Duan Tianqing actually made tea on the sandalwood desk.

Steaming hot.

Du Duo was terrified, afraid that he would trigger the alarm.

"Mr. Cai and my family are close friends, and my great-grandfather used to read books at Mid-Levels Hall when he was a teenager. Mr. Cai gave me a key to my family, saying that my children can come here at any time to check the information, but it is okay if it is damaged. This is also a condition attached to the donation. ”

Duan Tianqing understated.

A hundred years ago, when the times were in turmoil, the Cai family originally wanted to entrust these books to the Duan family. But Old Man Duan persuaded him that books should not be hidden, and if they were put on the shelf and reported, the books would lose their souls. No matter how well it is preserved, it is just a pile of waste paper.

Cai Zhongyan thought so, so he donated all the books, hoping that more people could see and read them.

If you see the deserted weather in Banshan Hall today, I am afraid that he will also feel sorry under the Nine Springs.

- You're so big!

Du Duo was speechless, that is to say, Duan Tianqing came here to read, even if the house was set on fire, the hall of Beijing Normal University would not be able to take care of it.

It took her a long time to persuade: "Then you should at least take care of it, no one will eat in the library." These ancient books are all old objects, wouldn't it be bad for you to boil hot water here? ”

Duan Tianqing said indifferently: "The fragrance of tea has been kept for a long time, and cooking tea and reading is originally an elegant thing for predecessors. Books are meant to be read, and they are simply discarded here, and they are already dead, even if they are rotten and scattered, and they are not worth anything. ”

"What's more, now I salute them with a bowl of tea, and those pages are squirming, and they are all rejoicing and thanking me."

The library was silent, but when he mentioned this, Du Duo seemed to hear a lot of strange noises. Fortunately, she was bold, if it were an ordinary girl, she would have been scared half to death.

She knew that she couldn't make sense with Duan Tianqing, not to mention that now she was just working for him, so she was just honest and obedient.

Du Duo leaned back on the Taishi chair with self-abandonment, opened the ancient scroll of parchment in front of him, stared at the dark reddish-brown handwriting on it, and wondered what kind of ink it was written in.

"Actually, we can also do translation in the apartment, I have all the reference books with me......"

She raised the electronic dictionary in her hand. It contains half of the Latin dictionary her father had compiled, and it was arguably the best Latin reference book on the market.

"There's a lot of reference here."

Duan Tianqing's gaze turned to the bookshelf on the west wall, he had come to work in the Mid-Levels Hall, of course, to decipher the ancient scrolls more conveniently.