Shen Qing was stunned, why was Zheng Changyin so obsessed with this book?

Looking at Shen Qing's puzzled face, Zheng Changyin hurriedly explained: "The acupuncture knowledge in this book is very comprehensive, I like it very much, and I hope that Professor Shen will endure the pain and give it to me." ”

Shen Qing was silent.

After a long time, Shen Qing still didn't respond. Zheng Changyin was anxious, "What should I do before Professor Shen agrees to give me this book?" ”

Shen Qing continued to think in silence for a moment before replying: "If you can get the first place in this acupuncture competition, this book will be given to you, and there is no need to exchange it." ”

"Okay! Professor Shen can't go back. ”

Shen Qing smiled, Zheng Changyin was still worried that he would regret it? Is Zheng Changyin so confident that he can get the first place? It was a national competition, and the first place was so easy to get. In Shen Qing's opinion, if Zheng Changyin can get the top ten, it is already very good.

Seeing that Shen Qing smiled and was silent, Zheng Changyin held the book tightly and spoke first: "It's not okay to regret it, you said just now that you must count." ”

Shen Qing couldn't laugh or cry. Seeing that Zheng Changyin liked this book so much, Shen Qing almost wanted to blurt out and give it to her. After a while, Shen Qing nodded and responded, "I won't regret it." But only if you finish first. ”

"I'm sure I'll get the first place!" Zheng Changyin blurted out without thinking.

Seeing Zheng Changyin's confident appearance, Shen Qing inexplicably became confident in his heart. Suddenly, a feeling arose, Zheng Changyin was very hopeful of winning the first place.

Shen Qing didn't say anything more, nodded and turned to leave.

Zheng Changyin was left alone in the classroom again. She sat back in her place, placed the book on the table, and reached out to caress it. I caressed it again and again, but my eyes never left the book, and my eyes were red and I didn't notice it.

"Dad, what are you doing?" The young Zheng Changyin held his chin in his hands and asked his father who was sitting opposite curiously.

"Daddy is writing a book." Zheng Changyin's father raised his head and glanced at Zheng Changyin gently, and continued to bow his head to write.

I saw that Zheng Changyin's father was writing something with a brush inside, and he was thinking about it with his cheeks inside.

"Dad, why are you writing a book?"

"In order to pass on acupuncture from generation to generation."

The words that his father had said in his previous life echoed in Zheng Changyin's ears. Unconsciously, Zheng Changyin's eyes were already moist. She wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and muttered, "Dad, I miss you so much." ”

Just now, Zheng Changyin opened the book, and as soon as he saw the handwriting inside, the whole person lost his mind. This book was written by my father in my previous life! Although it was only a photocopy, Zheng Changyin was still sure.

In his previous life, his father wrote this acupuncture book in order to pass it on to the descendants of the Zheng family, and he didn't expect it to be spread outside. I didn't expect that a thousand years later, it would be photocopied into many books for everyone to see.

Zheng Changyin held the book tightly, glanced around, and saw that there was no one around, so he danced into the space. Zheng Changyin grabbed the books and went into the wooden house, hiding them in a drawer. The book is full of my father's handwriting, and it is also the only thing related to my father, so I must keep it safe.

In Zheng Changyin's opinion, the book has already belonged to her. As for the first place in the competition, she is determined to win.

After collecting the books, Zheng Changyin jumped out of the space and hurried to the cultural relics appraisal office.

Zheng Changyin did not make an appointment in advance, but he was lucky to meet Professor Hu.

"You said that in order to improve your learning, you want to find a few ancient books on acupuncture and moxibustion?" Professor Hu pushed the frame on the bridge of his nose and stared at Zheng Changyin in surprise.

Zheng Changyin suddenly felt that he was speechless, and quickly explained: "Professor Hu, please rest assured, I just take a look at it, and I won't take it out." ”

"What's the point of taking a look?" Professor Hu apparently did not believe Zheng Changyin's words.

"Of course it works, I have a knack for remembering. Just look at it and I'll remember it. Zheng Changyin rarely revealed things that she never remembered, but in order to find the original copy of her father's book, she let it go.

Professor Hu frowned. I thought to myself, how can this girl be so open-mouthed and so arrogant? Although Professor Hu admits that Zheng Changyin has a unique eye for identifying antiquities, he does not know that Zheng Changyin also has the ability to remember and does not believe her at all.

Zheng Changyin also saw through Professor Hu's thoughts, immediately picked up a book on the table, and said to Professor Hu: "If Professor Hu doesn't believe it, I can show it to you now." ”

After speaking, Zheng Changyin picked up the book and read it, reading ten pages in a row. He then handed the book back to Professor Hu and said, "I have read the first ten pages of the book, and now I can recite all the contents of the ten pages." ”

So, Zheng Changyin began to read endlessly.

Professor Hu stared at the book suspiciously, and Zheng Changyin really memorized the content of the first three pages word for word. However, Professor Hu suddenly shouted: "Stop! ”

Professor Hu put the book in his hand aside, took another one and handed it to Zheng Changyin. "Look at this one, start reading five pages from here."

Zheng Changyin took it without thinking about it and looked at it carefully.

Professor Hu thought that the book just now was read by Zheng Changyin, and he would be able to memorize it if he was familiar with it. So, this time he found a text in Chinese and specified the number of pages.

Unexpectedly, Zheng Changyin still recited it backwards.

Professor Hu looked at the book in shock, then at Zheng Changyin, and asked with wide eyes, "Have you read this book before?" ”

"No, today is the first time I've seen it."

Professor Hu still didn't believe it, so he chose another book, handed it to Zheng Changyin, and specified the number of pages for her to read.

This time, Zheng Changyin is still backwards.

Professor Hu lifted his glasses, stood up from his chair, and looked at Zheng Changyin in surprise: "Student Zheng, you really surprised me. ”

Zheng Changyin didn't have the heart to accept the appreciation, but asked anxiously: "Professor Hu, can you take me to see the ancient books about acupuncture?" ”

At this moment, Zheng Changyin's heart only wants to see her father's original work again, even if she only glances at it, she is satisfied.

Professor Hu was silent for a moment before responding: "Yes, but you can really only look at it." ”

"Okay, I'll just take a look."

So, under the leadership of Professor Hu, the two entered a room with a collection of ancient books.

It was a heated room and the temperature inside was neither cold nor hot and very comfortable. Zheng Changyin glanced at it and saw several glass cabinets lined up on both sides of the room, each with a book in its separate cabinet.

At first glance, the books were yellowed, and a few were incomplete. Look at it like this, it's been some years.

Zheng Changyin just glanced at it from a distance, and then he was so nervous that he held his breath. It's as if there's really a dad in it.

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