The four of them took the campus bus, then got off the bus and walked, asked a lot of people, and finally came to the ink museum on the North District campus.

"Alright, here, put your head up." Lin Jiumu said.

"Arrived?" The fat man raised his head and looked at the word "ink pavilion" in front of him, and exhaled lightly.

Ink Museum, the words on the plaque are as their name, written in black and white, looking from a distance, flowing with a kind of elegant and simple.

Walking into the museum, there is a bluestone road, lined with tender green grass. In the distance are large areas of green bamboo, some of which are independent, alone, lonely and self-appreciative; Some are in pairs of three or five, swaying against each other. There is also a rockery, which is full of traces of wind and rain, but the word ink museum on it is still clear and vigorous. Just looking at the view, this is an elegant and quaint courtyard.

As they walked inside, they saw a larger open-air courtyard filled with all sorts of objects, stones, and monuments. On either side are rows of houses, and in the distance, there is a large modern building.

Just when Lin Jiumu and the others didn't know how to go next, Lin Jiumu's phone rang again.

"Keep going, I'm in the building at the front." The voice of the old man from before came from the phone.

Then, the four of them kept moving forward until they finally reached their destination.

It is an indoor museum, very large, full of various antiquities. I saw that in the middle of the hall, there was an old man squatting there cleaning a stone tablet.

He was dressed in a dark blue Tang costume and also wore long braids, but his braids were not gray like the old man's, but gray-black. A pair of old Yanjing cloth shoes that are also dark blue, clean and tidy.

"You're here." When the old man heard the footsteps behind him, he didn't look back, but still took a magnifying glass to carefully look at the stone tablet in front of him, and from time to time took a small broom to gently sweep away the dust on it.

Lin Jiumu and the four of them could only stand aside and look at the old man, and then wait.

As the minutes passed, the three fat men began to show a hint of bewilderment and irritability, and then looked east and west, seeking some foreign objects to distract themselves. Lin Jiumu calmly watched the old man's every move, and never moved his body from the moment he stood still, standing straight in place. When he was practicing, he often sat at the bottom of the waterfall for an entire afternoon to exercise his endurance and state of mind.

After a long time, until the three fat men were almost unable to hold on, the old man finally spoke.

"Let's all sit down next to it." Then I saw him put down the tools in his hand, and walked to the log table next to him and sat down. Lin Jiumu and the four of them hurriedly followed and sat down.

"From today onwards, you are my students of Mo Liangsheng, you can call me Mo Lao." The old man introduced himself with a smile and handed tea to the four of them.

"I'm a strange person with a weird temper and a weird hobby. Although you are now my student, if one day you make me unhappy, then I will transfer you to other majors and no longer be my student. As for whether others accept it or not, I don't care. Mo Lao turned around, looked directly at Lin Jiumu and the four of them, and then said: "Ye Wenqing and Zhu Dusheng, the scores have just arrived at the line, and they were barely admitted. As for Li Baixiang, your grandfather and I are old acquaintances, to put it bluntly, you just came in through the back door. ”

The old man looked back and forth on the fat three several times, and pointed out their little secrets mercilessly. Especially the fat man, his face was red, his head was lowered, and he looked like a good child admitting his mistake.

"However, as long as you follow me well in the future, study hard, and don't be ambitious, you will definitely be able to graduate and find a good job. And in my place, there are not as many rules as other teachers, and you can travel abroad for a long time, how good you say. ”

Mo Lao first criticized, and then painted a big pie. So that several people couldn't figure out his intentions.

"As for you, why did you come to my archaeology major? It stands to reason that there are better majors for you to choose. Mo Lao asked with a satisfied smile at Lin Jiumu. Just now, only this kid was calm as water from beginning to end. And his grades are also the best among the four, which should be said to be the best in the school.

When I learned that this top man had chosen to major in archaeology, all the teachers and students of the college were stunned. For this reason, the president of Yenching University also personally came to find Mo Lao and begged him to let Lin Jiumu out. In the end, it was discussed, and when the time came, he personally asked Lin Jiumu himself to see his own wishes.

"The right one is the best." Lin Jiumu said with a smile.

"If you were asked to choose again, would you choose another major?" Mo Lao was a little unnatural when he said this, and he was a little nervous, both expecting and afraid of Lin Jiumu's next answer.

"There's no need for that, this major suits me perfectly." Lin Jiumu shook his head gently.

"Excellent! You'll have nothing to say. Mo Lao smiled very happily, clapped his hands, and then turned to a partition behind him and said loudly.

I saw a few people walking out from behind the partition. One is the president of Yenching University, who appeared on the orientation night yesterday. The others are the heads of departments in the more popular majors. After they came out, they first told Lin Jiumu and the others to study hard, and then said goodbye to Mo Lao, and there was no need to say anything more.

"Mo Lao, I'...... Can I change my major? The fat man asked cautiously, his eyes rolling, and at a glance he knew that he was thinking about something inappropriate for children.

"Yes. Anyway, there are still some schools that should still be recruiting. You can tell your grandfather that it's okay, and then you can change schools at any time. Mo Lao didn't care about the fat man's feelings at all. The fat man immediately quieted down.

"You read these professional books first, from top to bottom, and make your own notes. I'll test you then. Mo Lao pointed to a small bookshelf next to him and said. It is densely packed with books, some new and some old.

"So many, when do you have to see it?" The fat man's eyes widened, and he looked confused.

"Those who read fast can directly look at the second bookshelf, and then read the third one after reading." Mo Lao pointed to the bookshelf next to him again, and after speaking, he continued to clean up the stone tablet just now.

Lin Jiumu didn't care that the fat man was wailing there, walked over and opened a book on it to read. This is an introductory textbook to archaeology that covers some basic knowledge and theories. He opened several other books and looked through the contents, all of which were basic, and some of them were the same or common. In this way, if you have seen through one, the same bookshelf and the same row, it seems that there are not many books. Then the books on the entire bookshelf have become fewer in Lin Jiumu's eyes. 、

Of course, it is still a very difficult thing for fat people. He doesn't have Lin Jiumu's ability to never forget, nor does he have Lin Jiumu's brain to draw inferences, and it is really difficult for him to read so many books.

Next, Lin Jiumu and the four of them lived a life of three points and one line. The route between the dormitory, the ink hall and the dining hall is repeated.

"I'm so tired! It's stupid to endorse it. It's better to transfer me to the Department of Economics and Management, where there are the most beautiful women, the best learning environment, and it is not difficult to learn at all. The fat man grumbled as he ate.