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, "Two o'clock this afternoon, do you have time?"

"Okay, what's the matter? ”

"Well, Professor Liang wants to meet you. "Zuo Rongrong's voice 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 field of Chinese Chinese studies, 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 earns five million a year easily, mainly because he is not interested in making money, otherwise 10 million is not a problem.

In recent years, those who engage in literature and those who are not famous are still poor, but those who are famous earn no less than those who have patents for engineering professors. In the early years, Professor Liang was a guest at the Hundred Lectures, preaching the Four Books and the Five Classics, and talking about the contention of a hundred schools, and the income of the physical books of the Hundred Forums alone could reach more than five million every year, plus Professor Liang occasionally published books, and any one of them went to the publishing house to scramble for what he wanted, but Professor Liang always believed that most people bought his books not for 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 his manuscripts to be placed at home with a layer of dust than to take them to the publishing house。

is such a big name in the literary world, Professor Liang, actually asked to meet Zhou Jian, and before that, he gave Zhou Jian 14 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 that Professor Liang wants to see Zhou Jian, is it because he wants to skip 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 old men with a big reputation who crush people to death, it is difficult to think of not being famous, although in the future, although not to say that he will make money every day, it will be absolutely easy to get out of the upper class.

Looking at Zhou Jian at this time, a word kept lingering in Yang Yang's mind.

Since ancient times, talented people have been arrogant and uninhibited, "either 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, and picked chrysanthemums under the east fence: Ruan Ji traveled by car, crying in despair: Li Bailux took off his boots, and the concubine poured wine: Jin Sheng sighed and laughed at himself before he was sentenced: Tan Sitong had to write poems until he died.

Thinking about these bulls, madmen, and even mentally ill people in history, Yang Yang suddenly felt that Zhou Jian's skipping class for a semester was nothing to do, and even his brother's 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 the old man to see him, this final exam was too high-profile.

Originally, what he thought was that he hadn't 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 with his high-profile answers, and then let himself go, but he didn't expect that this old man gave himself a full score.

"Here we are." Zuo Rong put down the pen in his hand and looked up at Zhou Jian, "This is 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, "Let's talk about it, have you written wells on the volume?"

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

"Write 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 the old man.

"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 go, 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." ”

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 behaved very politely.

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

The other president's name is Bei Sheng, and he is also a figure who is not ashamed, he, Liang Guangzhang, and another old man, the three of them formed an Ivy League Literary Society, the main purpose of which is to call for academic freedom, and completely get rid of the approval and hierarchical academics combined with bureaucratic politics. The Ivy League suggested abolishing various "plans 1", "projects", and "key constructions" to promote the independent establishment of university science projects 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, "It's good to be the president." ”

"Hehe, how old is 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, originally I asked you to just meet once, but just in time for President Bei to come over, let's get to know each other together, and they are all students of President Bei, oh, this" Liang Guangzhang pointed to a man who looked to be in his thirties on the left, he was wearing tea glasses and a beard.

was pointed out by Liang Guangzhang, the man smiled and stretched out his hand: "I am the editor-in-charge of Huaxia Guowen Publishing House, don't Jixiang, it's a pleasure to meet you, I am also from Lingnan University, Tian Yi, 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 scrambling 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 literary skills, the graduate student who reads Liang Guangzhang will definitely not have a hard time, but the key is that he never thought about graduate school at all, and he didn'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 euphemistically refuse Liang Guangzhang's kindness, and at this time, Liang Guangzhang spoke, "Do you want to go to graduate school after 1 week?"

"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, knew so many people, and paved the way for him, and now he 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 you accept apprentices, you generally only bring doctoral students, and in previous years, you will bring three or four a year.

And generally speaking, doctoral students are scrambling to take the examination under the name of Liang Guangzhang, how can there be a reason for Liang Guangzhang to take the initiative to ask for it? Liang Guangzhang is one of the best in ancient Chinese literature, a master of Chinese studies, a calligrapher, a national magazine, newspaper and publishing house, etc., which one is not allowed to sell him a little face, this kid is still hesitating, this is not only stupid, it is simply stupid.

At this time, Zuo Rongrong couldn't sit still, she was originally a graduate student of the Literature Department 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 related to 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 the eyes of Professor Liang, he was secretly amused, Zhou Jiannu didn't work hard, he didn't know, but he didn't take classes in a semester, he knew it clearly.

Zhou Jian barely squeezed out a smile, "That teacher, I'm only a freshman now, and I haven't considered ......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.