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Chapter 168 My junior high school

"Sister, look, now that you have written your thesis, others are rushing to talk to you. When you first came here, who was the one who didn't make sarcastic remarks when he saw you?" I gave my sister a hand.

"This is human nature, right? Who told my sister to come in through the back door because of your relationship?" My sister said lightly. In fact, she was in a good mood because of a happy event. She had never seen her in such a good mood before.

"I'm afraid if you wait until you publish the thesis on this mysterious civilization, you will have to hand over the top spot in your Unearthed Documents and Ancient Writings Research Center." My little mind was racing with thoughts.

"I haven't even received the title of assistant researcher yet. At best, I can only be regarded as an intern researcher. You still have the top position, do you think this is Shuibo Liangshan?" My sister kept laughing.

"Anyway, with the publication of such a paper, your status in your research center will definitely be promoted again. Even that Ji Hongquan can't point fingers at you anymore." I was still a little dissatisfied with the last time Ji Hongquan pointed fingers at my sister.

"Speak softly. You haven't even written your horoscope yet. Besides, if you don't understand the complicated relationships in society, don't worry about it. School is about to start. When are you going to go? How about you come to Yanjing?

Just contact a school. Don't you have a good relationship with Liu Tianwei's family? You can definitely get it done if you go to him," said my sister.

"Forget it, I'm too lazy to go find them. Last time, they asked for something from me, and they helped us once, so it was even. This time, I go to them, because we owe them a favor." I shook my head.

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"You don't want to come over. Yangyang has grown up and has his own space. My sister supports you." She said with a smile.

"Sister." I felt a little guilty.

"It's okay. Sister can understand." Sister smiled slightly, "Let's go, it's time to get down to business."

My sister has collected a lot of information on her phone this time, but the information we are looking at now is six different ones. They seem to have different characters.

"The number of words in these books is exactly the same, 39,224 words. First of all, I think they should be versions of the same book in different historical eras. Their words are spread out, as if we don't use the words used in the era. If this speculation is correct,

, From the evolution of these fonts, we can roughly estimate the evolution rules of their characters. Maybe slowly I can decipher the meaning of these characters." My sister has printed out all six books and bound them. Thick and thin.

It's really consistent.

"Are you counting each word one by one?" I asked.

"Not at first. I just felt that these books were very similar. Many words were the same, and the same words were located in the same position. This made me very suspicious. These books might be the same book, otherwise it would not be possible.

There may be such consistency. So, I counted the number of words in my favorite books, and sure enough, the number of words in several books was exactly the same. I did not count the words one by one, but used a Hanzi scanner. Although the scanner cannot recognize these

Chinese characters. But its mispronunciation can also convert these characters into similar-shaped Chinese characters. Speaking of which, this kind of characters still has a certain similarity with Chinese characters. Regardless of the scanner error or garbled characters, it can always be done

I roughly counted the number of words. I repeated it several times and it turned out to be more than 30,000 words. This also confirms my point of view." The more my sister talked, the more excited she became.

"Sister, you are very powerful. You are right. These books are indeed versions of the same book from different eras. I can translate this book, but the language of this civilization is different from ours. Even if it is

After translating it, I can't express the poetic and picturesque meaning of this book. This book in this civilization is a bit like our ancient Book of Songs. It is very beautiful!" As I said this, a strange sound suddenly filled my mouth, and I started to use

The civilized language sang out the contents of this book like a chant. Although I couldn't understand the words, my sister was still fascinated by it. I only read one of the poems.

"Is this really what this book is about?" my sister asked.

"It seems to be a very famous collection of poems in this civilization." I nodded, and suddenly I found that I was also brought into the scene of poetry, and I felt very comfortable.

"It sounds good, it really sounds good. It can be regarded as the Book of Songs of foreign civilizations." My sister sighed.

"Do you want me to translate the collection of poems?" I asked.

"Let's wait until later. Want to read it? You should learn the Chinese language well and translate it later." My sister said with a smile.

My sister is right. Although I know the general meaning of the poetry collection, it must have completely changed its meaning after being translated. In this case, what is the meaning of translating or not translating?

"Okay, let me translate it later." I nodded and stacked several poetry collections in chronological order. It was exactly the same as what my sister had inferred.

When I was in Jincheng, my sister happened to send the paper out. This time, she sent it to a very authoritative magazine. The possibility of being selected was very high.

"This time, you helped your sister a lot. You found her a job and helped her write two papers. It's a pity that you are still in junior high school. Signing your name will not do you any good, and maybe it will bring some benefits.

Disadvantage. That’s why my sister didn’t sign your name.” My sister bought a lot of specialties from Yanjing and tried to put them in her bag.

"Sister, this bag is still new. You stuffed so much that it broke the bag. It's a shame. Your snacks don't have as much money as my bag." I saw my sister stuffing it hard into the bag and shouted quickly.

road.

"Okay, okay, I've spent money, and you still dislike me." My sister reluctantly took out a few things from the bag, unpacked them, and stuffed them into my mouth.

My mouth was stuffed to the brim and I ate several big mouthfuls in a hurry. "Sister, you want to choke me to death. I haven't married yet."

"It's time for a beating." My sister looked at me with tears in her eyes. After being teased by me, she finally smiled.

"After you go, you must study hard. Don't show off. You know? There are mountains outside the mountains, and there are people outside the people. The strong will have the strong. Be down-to-earth. It's up to you in junior high school. You must read key things to me in high school.

Did you hear that?" Sister asked carefully.

"I know. There are still three years left before the high school entrance examination. What are you anxious about? I will come to you as soon as I have a holiday." I put the bag on my back, holding a small bag in my hand. The train ticket was stuffed in my pocket.

.hurried to the train.

"I'm not allowed to come during the winter vacation. I have to go back to my hometown to accompany my grandpa. If my sister is free, she will go too. Children, don't be too demanding if adults have something to do. You have to be considerate. You know?" My sister followed me onto the train, giving instructions again and again.

In fact, I don't want to leave my sister, but I can't bear to see her weak and want to run away immediately.

When I arrived in Jincheng, I immediately received a call from my sister. After confirming my safe arrival, she told me a surprising news: the swordsmanship book in the ruins had been stolen! Just last night, the ruins

A surprising thing happened. Someone secretly entered the ruins and stole many cultural relics including swordsmanship books.

Except for the swordsmanship manual, I haven't read the rest. I don't know what the content is. However, I am absolutely sure that the person who can steal the swordsmanship manual is definitely not an ordinary person. Once an ordinary person touches it, he will definitely be

The sword energy of the swordsmanship manual is locked, just like Li Shengming.

I don't know whether those people are good or evil, but this doesn't seem to be a problem I should worry about. What I need to worry about is the new school I will soon enter and the new classmates I will face. The next day is the day of reporting.

I will become a student of No. 50 Middle School.

“Dear leaders, teachers, dear students:

Good morning everyone!

Today, the sky is clear, the autumn breeze is refreshing, and the sun is shining brightly. A group of new students have officially integrated into the large group full of vitality and vitality in No. 50 Middle School. In the next three years and the longer years to come, the scenery of No. 50 Middle School will definitely be

Because you are beautiful”

I sat in the last seat of my new class, just like an ordinary first-year junior high school student, sitting upright.

Suddenly, I felt a gaze staring at me. I looked sideways and saw a familiar figure. Isn’t that the student I met last time when I came to No. 50 Middle School to inquire about it? He seemed to be named Tian Xiaobing. Follow me.

There seems to be some friendship.

Tian Xiaobing has been waiting for me with his eyes, trying hard to make his eyes show domineering, but unfortunately, his still somewhat immature face can only tear out a ridiculous and ugly expression.

The beautiful campus is indeed full of different scenery. It seems that my life in No. 50 Middle School will be rich and colorful in the future.

After the opening ceremony, I moved my stool to the classroom, and Tian Xiaobing quickly chased after me.

"Be careful!" I shouted.

As a result, Tian Xiaobing refused to listen, and happened to step on a stone. His feet slipped and he fell to the hard floor with his back banging on his head. I highly doubt that this guy has practiced Shaolin Kung Fu. This iron

The first step was really amazing. Nothing happened at all. I just jumped up from the ground.

"Senior, why are you so impatient? I told you to be careful. There are stones on the ground, but you didn't listen. Is your brain broken?" I asked enthusiastically.

"It's okay. Will something happen to me?" Tian Xiaobing was stunned by my question and said impatiently.

"It's okay, it's okay." I finally felt relieved and continued walking forward with the stool in hand.

Tian Xiaobing chased after him again.

"Be careful!" I reminded again.

Tian Xiaobing stopped immediately and looked for the stone on the ground with his eyes wide open, but there was no sign of the stone. Only then did he realize that he had been deceived by me.

"Boy! Stop!"

Tian Xiaobing shouted loudly, and more than a dozen people stopped. But I pretended not to hear and continued walking forward.

"I'm calling you! Don't run!" Tian Xiaobing roared again, and more than a dozen students stopped.

When Tian Xiaobing saw me walking further and further away, he hurriedly caught up with me. As a result, he accidentally stepped on two glass beads with his feet. Tian Xiaobing suddenly transformed into a skater, and a very beautiful skater came out.

He turned 36° and sat down on the ground.

"Look, I yelled at you not to run, but you just didn't believe me." I ran over enthusiastically and pulled Tian Xiaobing up.

"Who is throwing glass beads everywhere? Let me see it, and be careful with your claws!" Tian Xiaobing looked around and cursed fiercely. (To be continued.)

When the ground comes down and the clouds come down, come to the pavilion and you can get the view.]


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