This young man, named Zhou Chao, is a graduate student led by Lu Zelin, and he is also a proud disciple of him, Zhou Chao is already half an expert in Ming history. ``

This question in today's special recruitment exam is Zhou Chao's suggestion, and I am honored to be adopted by Lu Zelin.

Lu Zelin glanced at his disciple, smiled and said, "Don't judge anyone and anything easily, or Xiao Fei will bring us all an unexpected surprise. ”

"Yes, the teacher was right." Hearing what Lu Zelin said, Zhou Chao hurriedly made a gesture of listening to the teachings and replied respectfully.

When the candidates were writing with their pens, Lu Zelin began to walk around the classroom with his hands behind his back.

The eighteen people who took the exam here today are all outstanding people from all over the country, and Lu Zelin still attaches great importance to them.

The Department of History of Peking University has produced many talents, and the students sitting here now are likely to be the successors of the future Taoism of the Department of History.

Lu Zelin paid attention to each student's composition, but he rarely stopped to try to read what the students had put down on the paper.

He knew that this would interfere with the students' thoughts.

If it affects the candidate's performance, then he feels that he is guilty of a great sin.

But when Lu Zelin turned to Xiao Fei's side, he couldn't help but glance curiously at what Xiao Fei wrote. At this glance, he was stunned.

It's been less than an hour since the exam started, right?

Of the 500-word graph manuscript paper, Xiao Fei has already written three, and the fourth one has also written a small half. This writing speed is really not slow.

If it weren't for the wellspring of thoughts. If it weren't for the solid historical data, it would be difficult to write so quickly.

Lu Zelin stopped behind Xiao Fei. He wanted to see what Xiao Fei wrote, writing so fast, would the handwriting be scribbled like a ghost, and he couldn't read it clearly.

Then, he found that Xiao Fei's writing was done in one go, but although the strokes were a little sloppy. But every word is quite clear and clear, and if you look closely, you can go down without any obstacles.

Lu Zelin is in his 60s this year. His eyes were not very good, he had to squint his eyes, condense all his thoughts, and unconsciously bend down and bow his head. to see the sentences on Xiao Fei's scroll.

The pen in Xiao Fei's hand kept spitting out lines of sentences like a spring silkworm spinning silk.

Lu Zelin found that his eyes couldn't even keep up with Xiao Fei's speed of writing. But he still read some sentences on the page.

"The officials are still corrupting one after another, living like a group of death squads, walking in droves to Zhu Yuanzhang's torture instruments......"

"When it comes to the construction of the legal system, it may be difficult for everyone to associate this modern viewpoint with the feudal monarch, but Zhu Yuanzhang is really a great person, he not only formulated complete laws, but also successfully popularized the legal ......"

Lu Zelin had never seen such a sentence out of the box.

What's this, what's this about?

From these staccato sentences. Lu Zelin read an unprecedented meaning: It turns out that history can be narrated like this, and this expression is very interesting.

Xiao Fei was already alert as soon as Lu Zelin approached him.

Wait until he stands still behind him. His brow furrowed slightly.

While he was writing, he was very uncomfortable with someone watching from the sidelines, and he was not used to such attention.

However, the other party is the head of the history department of Peking University, and he is likely to spend four years under him in the future. Xiao Fei thought about this. I had to endure the discomfort and continue to write.

But he wrote so hard under the gaze of Lu Zelin. It's really awkward, my brain slipped unconsciously, and even wrote several typos in my pen.

And Lu Zelin refused to leave.

The old man's head was getting lower and lower, almost hanging down to Xiao Fei's shoulder.

I can't bear it anymore. Xiao Fei had no choice but to cover the scroll with his hand, and said with a slight sideways look: "Teacher Lu, I'm sorry, you look at it like this, my brain is very messy, and I don't know how to write." ”

He didn't dare to turn his head sharply.

Turning back suddenly, he might touch Lu Zelin's face.

That kind of picture is too beautiful for Xiao Fei to imagine.

"Oh haha! Good, good! I can't help but get carried away, Xiao Fei, keep writing, I can't wait to read it. ”

Lu Zelin heard Xiao Fei speak softly, and then realized that his current behavior was a little inappropriate, so he hurriedly stood up, snorted awkwardly, and said.

Lu Zelin's laughter was a little loud, startling all the students, and everyone looked over and didn't understand what had just happened.

This student writes an interesting article, and he can handle historical materials so vividly, which can be described as outstanding.

Lu Zelin turned around and returned to the front row of the classroom, but he was thinking about the words on Xiao Fei's scroll that he had glimpsed at a glance, and made an evaluation of Xiao Fei.

Xiao Fei is now in a predicament.

He found it easy for him to compress the content of the first volume of "Those Things in the Ming Dynasty" "Hongwu the Great" into an article of three or four thousand words.

But it would be too difficult to explain Zhu Yuanzhang's life context clearly in these three or four thousand words, and make a comprehensive evaluation, and to keep it interesting.

It can only be said that Mr. Zhu Chongba's life experience is too rich, and thousands of words can't summarize his brilliant life in the mountains.

is written stiffly, Xiao Fei feels that it is not as eloquent as "Those Things in the Ming Dynasty", which is full of fun and fun.

If you can't be humorous, I'm afraid it will be a little difficult for this "Zhu Chongba's Biography" to stand out from these competitors around it.

It can only be said that Xiao Fei's requirements for himself are a little too high now.

What he doesn't know is that even the biography of Zhu Yuanzhang, which he is writing now, is much better than the articles written by most historians.

Although Xiao Fei is a little dissatisfied with what he wrote now, he can only continue to write according to his original plan.

This article Xiao Fei plans to have a word count of about 3,500 words.

He also really circled the last full stop at more than 3560 words.

"Whether it's good or bad, so be it, I hope I don't embarrass Mingyue back then." Xiao Fei thought to himself. At this time, it was only about ten minutes before the end of the time limit.

Students are already handing in their papers.

Xiao Fei observed that the candidate who wrote the most only wrote about 2,000 words. In terms of word count, he can win the championship.

But in terms of tricks, he is a little stretched.

His eyes are better, and he can sweep many people's rolls with a sweep.

Then, he found that a buddy in front of him used classical Chinese throughout, which made Xiao Fei awe-inspired, he could write a biography to Zhu Yuanzhang in classical Chinese, this ancient literary skill is not an ordinary cow.

There is also a buddy, who actually uses English!

Not to mention what they wrote, this idea alone is eye-catching!

It seems that the people who came to take the special recruitment exam are not ordinary people.

Xiao Fei smiled, got up and handed in the papers, he thought that his biography of Zhu Chongba, which was compressed from "Those Things in the Ming Dynasty", would never be worse than anyone in this classroom! He has to have the confidence to crush all opponents.

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