Zhou Jian turned his head to look, but saw Zuo Rong holding a stack of rolls standing behind him, and reached out to support his glasses, "At two o'clock this afternoon, do you have time?" ”

"Okay, what's the matter? Teacher Zuo. ”

"Hmm...... Professor Leung would like to meet you. "The voice of the left velvet is not loud, but a few girls who are closer still hear it, Professor Liang wants to meet Zhou Jian?

Combined with Zhou Jian's unprecedented score of 100 points in the literary and historical exam, it is difficult not to make people reminiscent.

Yang Yang...... Did you hear that? Professor Liang wants to see Zhou Jian. "Speaking of Professor Liang, it is definitely a leading figure in the Chinese academic circles, although Professor Liang does not bend his waist for five buckets of rice, but this does not mean that Professor Liang is poor, in fact, Professor Liang has an easy annual income of five million, mainly because he is not interested in making money, otherwise 10 million is not a problem.

Over the years, the unfamous ones are still poor, but the famous ones earn no less than the engineering professors with patents. In the early years, Professor Liang was a guest at the Hundred Pulpits, preaching the Four Books and the Five Classics, and talking about the contention of hundreds of schools, and the annual income of the physical books of the Hundred Pulpits alone could reach more than five million, plus Professor Liang occasionally published books, and any one was something that the publishing house was scrambling to want, but Professor Liang always believed that most people bought his books not for the sake of Chinese studies at all, but to show off, and bought his books at home purely to put them in the study to fill the façade, so Professor Liang often preferred to put his manuscripts at home with a layer of dust, I don't want to take it to the publishing house.

This is the kind of big-name Professor Liang in the world, who actually proposed to meet Zhou Jian, and before that, he gave Zhou Jian 100 points, you must know that Zhou Jian has never taken a class, just one paper, can make Professor Liang give 100 points, what did he write on the paper?

Now Professor Liang wants to see Zhou Jian? Is it to overstep the level and accept apprentices? Yang Yang can't help but have such an association, if Professor Liang wants to support someone, and that person is a little talented, it is definitely not a difficult thing, with a group of famous old men who crush people to death, it is difficult to think of being famous, although he does not say that he is going to make money, but it is absolutely easy to enter and exit the upper class.

Looking at Zhou Jian at this time, a word kept lingering in Yang Yang's mind - real people don't show up.

Since ancient times, talented people have been arrogant and uninhibited, or maverick and unconventional.

Chu Mad picked up the public opinion and broke his hair, Feng Ge laughed at Kong Qiu; Tao Yuanming returned to the foot of the hidden Lu Mountain, picking chrysanthemums under the east fence; Ruan Ji traveled by car and cried in desperation; Li Bailux took off his boots, and the concubine poured wine; Jin Shengsigh is still self-deprecating when he is about to be sentenced; Tan Sitong will write poems until his death.

Thinking about these bulls, madmen, and even mentally ill people in history, Yang Yang suddenly felt that Zhou Jian's skipping a semester of class was nothing, and even his cynical and listless decadent appearance seemed mysterious and unfathomable.

"Teacher Zuo?" At two o'clock in the afternoon, Zhou Jian came to the college office and knocked politely on the door. Zhou Jian's mood was a little disturbed at this time, he probably guessed the purpose of Old Man Liang seeing him, this final exam was too high-profile.

Originally, what he thought was that he had never taken a single class in literature and history, and he usually scored 0 points, and the only thing he could do was to win the appreciation of the old man Liang with his high-profile answers, and then let himself go, but he didn't expect that this old man gave himself a full score.

"It's coming." Zuo Rongrong put down the pen in his hand and looked up at Zhou Jian, this look was a full half a minute, from head to toe, as if he wanted to see through Zhou Jian.

Zhou Jian, who had been watching it, was a little embarrassed, and only then did Zuo Rongrong retract his gaze, "Tell me, what did you write on the volume?" ”

"I just answered the question, and then I wrote a few poems."

"Writing poetry?"

"It was Professor Liang who came up with the title, and he asked us to write it." Zhou Jian was helpless in his heart, he didn't expect that a few poems would attract so much attention from Old Man Liang.

"I can't see that you are still a literary and artistic young man, you have deceived me badly enough." Zuo Velvet said angrily.

Zhou Jian looked innocent, "Teacher, you didn't ask me." ”

Zuo Velvet covered the pen cover in his hand, "Anyway, you behave well this time, Professor Liang is very visionary, try to leave a good impression on him, come with me, go to Professor Liang's office." ”

"Uh......" Zhou Jian wanted to ask if he couldn't do it, but looking at the current situation, he didn't run.

Coming to Professor Liang's office, Zuo Rongrong knocked on the door.

"Come in." Liang Guangzhang's voice came from inside.

Zuo Rongrong pushed open the door, and at this time the office was already full of people, and there were two old men sitting in front of the desk, one of them was Liang Guangzhang, and the other was wearing a Tang costume and holding a purple clay pot.

Except for these two old men, the rest were all young people, the oldest of whom looked to be in their thirties, some were wearing suits, and some were still dressed as students, looking like old man Liang's students.

"Hello Professor Liang." Zhou Jian usually looks very well-behaved, and when he sees such a big room of people, although he is not stage frightened, he still tries to make himself more restrained to show respect.

"Xiao Zhou is here, sit down." Professor Liang pointed to the sofa, "Xiao Zuo can also sit together." ”

"Oh." Zhou Jian walked to the sofa and sat down, his hands on his knees in a regular manner, in front of the elders, Zhou Jian has always been very polite.

Liang Guangzhang pointed to the old man in Tang costume opposite, and said: "This is President Sun of the Huaxia Sinology Research Association, my old friend, this time I came to Lingnan University to see me, just in time." ”

President Sun's name is Sun Sheng, and he is also an upright figure, he, Liang Guangzhang, and another old man, the three of them formed an Ivy League, the main purpose of which is to call for academic freedom, and completely get rid of the approval of academics and hierarchical academics combined with bureaucratic politics. The Ivy League Society proposes to abolish all kinds of "plans", "projects" and "key constructions", and promote the independent establishment of scientific projects in universities and get rid of the approval of the National Science Planning Office.

These three old men also set up a forum area on the Internet to discuss Chinese culture, and the people in it are basically literary and youthful, in those places, scolding people is a kind of art, if you don't have some ink, you are embarrassed to speak, if you don't understand some allusions, you will be scolded and think that people praise you.

Zhou Jian stood up and said, "Hello President Sun." ”

"Hehe, okay. How old is Xiao Zhou this year? ”

"18, freshman year."

"It's good to be young, our academic community needs fresh blood like you."

"There's still a lot to learn." Zhou Jian said this and sat down again.

"Xiao Zhou, I originally asked you to just meet once, but just in time for President Sun to come over, everyone surnamed Suo got to know each other together, and they are all students of President Sun, oh, this ......" Liang Guangzhang pointed to a man who looked to be in his thirties on the left, he was wearing brown glasses and a beard.

was pointed out by Liang Guangzhang, the man smiled and stretched out his hand: "I am the editor-in-chief of Huaxia Guowen Publishing House, Sun Jixiang, it's a pleasure to meet you, I am also from Lingnan University, the 50th class, and I am your senior." ”

"Hello senior." Zhou Jian said hello, and at the same time he was slightly surprised in his heart, the editor-in-chief of the Chinese Publishing House, this is a character that many authors are vying to know.

Of course, it doesn't mean anything to him, he has a bit of a headache, obviously Liang Guangzhang is deliberately going to take him as an apprentice, although after understanding the use of mental concentration, Zhou Jian is confident that with his existing skills, reading Liang Guangzhang's graduate school will definitely not be difficult, but the key is that he has never thought about graduate school at all, and he doesn't have that time, these days when he came back, he went to Brazil, tossed the house, looked for a gunman, and a series of messy things, resulting in his current "Gods and Demons" has not been promoted to level 30.

Zhou Jian was worried about how to politely refuse Liang Guangzhang's kindness, and at this time, Liang Guangzhang spoke, "Do you want to go to graduate school in the future?" ”

"Uh......" Zhou Jian didn't know how to speak.

A room full of people looked over, although Liang Guangzhang did not say it explicitly, but he led a freshman to this circle, met so many people, and paved the way for him, and now asked him if he wanted to go to graduate school, and the meaning of accepting apprentices was already obvious. Accepting apprentices is not the same as taking classes, now Liang Guangzhang can teach undergraduates, but if he accepts apprentices, he generally only takes doctoral students, and in previous years, he will bring three or four a year.

And it is generally doctoral students who compete to squeeze into Liang Guangzhang's name, how can Liang Guangzhang take the initiative to ask for reason? Liang Guangzhang is one of the best in ancient China, a master of Chinese studies, a calligrapher, a national magazine, newspaper and publishing house, etc., which must not sell him a little face, this kid is still hesitating, this is not just stupid, it is simply stupid.

At this time, Zuo Rongrong couldn't sit still, she was originally a graduate student of Lingnan University, and now she is engaged in political work, today she came in to sit because she led the way for Zhou Jian, it was not her turn to speak, but it was about Zhou Jian's future, she couldn't help but interject, "I want to read, Zhou Jian usually works hard, and he must be going to graduate school, right?" ”

Zuo Rongrong said desperately squeezing his eyes at Zhou Jian, this is really a good thing that pies fall from the sky, others can't find it with lanterns, why are you still in a daze.

This little action naturally fell in Professor Liang's eyes, he secretly laughed, Zhou Jiannu didn't work hard, he didn't know, but he didn't take classes in a semester, he was clear.

Zhou Jian barely squeezed out a smile, "That...... Teacher, I'm only a freshman now, and I haven't thought about going to graduate school yet......"

Hearing Zhou Jian say this, Zuo Rongrong almost vomited blood, she really wanted to rush over and beat him, this guy's brain was squeezed by the door.

(To be continued)