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"Haha, okay, let's just take a look at this one."

"Yes, Miss Lou said, turn around and lead the way.

The house is not far from the sales center, so a few people walked there.

When the sales lady was talking to Zhou Jian on the road, she couldn't help but peek at Li. The girl was back to the way she was when they first met her, just following her boyfriend quietly without saying a word.

It was as if everything around him had nothing to do with him.

Such a "cold" and perfect girl, the sales lady even wondered if those two words just now were hallucinations.

Maritime-style buildings usually have more than 20 floors. The house they went to see had 22 floors. Zhou Jian chose the 20th floor. He still prefers high-rise buildings. The reason is ridiculous, because the house lasts a year.

"There are mosquitoes in all seasons." Generally speaking, in buildings above 20 stories, mosquitoes are rarely able to fly up because they are too high, so mosquito coils are rarely used.

And if it is higher up, the scenery will be better and the field of vision will be wider. Otherwise, looking out from the balcony will basically be blocked by other high-rise buildings.

There was a glass door downstairs. The sales lady took out her card and swiped it, then took Zhou Jian into the elevator. This was Li's first time taking the elevator. When she saw the metal box, she hesitated. She was not used to being placed in a cage.

An ordinary place, because if this was a trap, it would be easy for her to catch it.

But when she saw the owner stepping in, she had no choice but to follow. The sales lady pressed the button and said, "The houses in this building have been carefully decorated and come with furniture. All you need to do is get the key."

I packed my bags and moved in." She was still feeling uneasy as she spoke, so she told the customer that they didn't like the decoration style or questioned the quality of the furniture.

"Well, I like it pre-installed." Zhou Jian didn't know anything about decoration, and he didn't have time to organize it. It would be best if he could move in right away.

When the elevator stopped, the sales lady took out the key and opened the door. Zhou Jian put on his shoe covers and walked in. "It's really good. The natural lighting in the upper floors is very good. It's ventilated from the north to the south. The decoration is also very particular. The quality of the furniture is also very good."

Something like that.

Zhou Jian turned around and asked Li, "How do you like it?"

"Um……"

"Haha, this is your home from now on, you have to express your opinion."

"It's rare for Tin to say a word with obvious emotional color. In the Shadow Tribe, no matter where you live or where you fight," everywhere is filled with dark colors. Suddenly, you come to such a magnificent place.

She felt very strange in the house.

In fact, in the plane of gods and demons, Li rarely saw colors. In that world, there would not be all kinds of fancy wrapping paper, there would not be posters of celebrities, there would not be all kinds of cosmetics and all kinds of

All kinds of clothes, even the residents of the gods and demons plane don’t even have holidays. They don’t put red paper on the windows.

Let alone firecrackers, because the land is barren and limited, it is not enough to grow food, and it is impossible to grow dyes. Therefore, their tents, bedding and bedding are all the same color as water in the wilderness.

It was desolate and gray. Even the sky was gloomy and gloomy, and the sun was rarely seen.

The first time Li saw red was the color of blood. It was the first time she hunted a monster. She was only eight years old, and her childish little hands...the bloody dagger, when she used her last strength to fight

When he killed the monster, his body was covered with wounds.

The blood of the monsters mixed with her own blood and flowed out, dyeing the land red. Only then did she realize that there were such bright colors in the world. Seeing her blood flow out, she didn't feel pain, she just felt...

What a nice view.

Zhou Jian smiled slightly and said, "As long as you like it, then, this is the only one. How much does it cost?"

The sales lady's heart skipped a beat, and she sold it? Many people who want to buy a house often look at one house after another, and work with the customer for a long time each time. In the end, none of the houses are sold. "Can you please tell me the full payment?

still……"

"Full payment.

Selling a property - I was overjoyed. It turned out to be a rich young master. Otherwise, how could he have found such a beautiful and proud girlfriend who was willing to play master and servant with him...

He really got lucky, "One million, two hundred and ninety thousand, a lump sum payment is only one hundred and twenty-two thousand."

"One million and two hundred thousand." Zhou Jian said. Although he was very rich, he couldn't spend it randomly. "Uh, I have to ask the manager for instructions..." The sales lady was very down-to-earth and did not talk about herself with Zhou Jian.

The house is so worth the money...

At the same time, Lingnan University's "Chinese Department of Lingnan University is considered very good in the country, and ancient literature is the best in the Chinese Department. Professor Liang Guangzhang is the mainstay of the Chinese Department of Lingnan University."

Old Man Liang is now sixty years old. He has reached retirement age at sixty, but this old man is a restless person. In his words, he wants to devote all his energy to Chinese literature.

So, he accepted re-employment from the school right after he retired and is still teaching at the school.

Generally speaking, there are two systems in Chinese universities. One is the education system, which is the professor system.

For lecturers, there is also a political system, that is, the secretary, director and the like.

Generally speaking, people in the education system are more upright and upright. To put it bluntly, they are literary youths. They disdain to flatter others, while in the political system, needless to say, they are officialdom.

Old Man Liang has been involved in the education system all his life, and he cannot understand many things in the political system," so he has been working against the political system these years.

Old Man Liang's favorite activity is scolding people. Today he scolds this, tomorrow he scolds that. Today he criticizes the education system, and tomorrow he satirizes bureaucracy.

And once he starts scolding, it will be one article after another, so he has a nickname in the industry, called Liang Sanpao. If anyone is targeted by him, he will definitely bombard you one after another.

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Liang Sanpao called for the reform of the education system, calling for "a division between university presidents and administrative officials as done abroad"

"Clear the boundaries" does not want the school system to be linked to the administrative level.

Old Man Liang is very famous in the literary world, but all his efforts have not yielded much results. Apart from gathering a few old men with literary youth tendencies like him to make trouble together, he has not achieved any big results. His criticisms

The lectures on current affairs only attracted some college students who were also young and well-educated.

At this time, Old Man Liang was grading papers. Originally, Old Man Liang was not required to do this kind of thing, but because the three questions on literary appreciation were all written by Old Man Liang, he wanted to see what these students were doing.

How about "enlightenment".

The papers were judged one by one." Old man Liang was very disappointed. He took the article "Shui Diao Ge Tou,

Regarding the Song poem "He", the students' evaluations were all based on the writing style. Occasionally pointing out the spirit of a few "He" was indifferent, and no one could understand their own meaning.

As for using seven rhymes to write the title of Lingnan University, there are not many people who can write neat rhyme poems." Occasionally, a few of them are pretty good, but they are all describing the scenery of the school and so on, which is really empty.

Old Liang sighed, what bright ideas can freshmen have? For them, passing the exam is the best.

Holding up the old mirror on his face, Old Man Liang looked at each paper one by one, until one of the papers made Old Man Liang's eyes light up. This guy actually used parallel prose to evaluate the parallel prose, and used "Shui Diao Song"

"Tou, Pinhe" commented on his own "Water Melodies Song Tou, Pinhe".

Good guy, so crazy! I like it!

Old Man Liang believes that literati should have character and pride. They should rely on their talents to let go and look down on the world!

As he continued reading, Old Man Liang's eyes lit up. He thought it was just a matter of neat words and sentences, but he didn't expect that his literary talent was so good and the content was substantial. Although his writing style was still jerky, he was able to write Qilu and Song Ci in two hours.

, ancient style and a short parallel prose can already be regarded as a genius.

In this day and age, people with such a foundation in Chinese studies are really rare.

But the surprise was yet to come. If at first Old Man Liang only admired the student's literary skills and developed a love for talent, then the thoughts expressed between the lines of these poems made Old Man Liang stand up on the spot excitedly.

He simply couldn't believe that this was written by a freshman, especially the article about appreciating the ancient style of Jian'an, which used the Jian'an style to insinuate the corruption and loss of character of modern literati, which made Old Liang absolutely amazed.

Bosom friend! Bosom friend!

Old Man Liang has been frustrated for many years. How could he not be moved when he saw a junior who completely agreed with his thoughts? What he has been most worried about these years is that after these old guys are buried, Chinese studies will gradually decline in this materialistic society.

, now seeing this student, he couldn't help but look up to the sky and sigh, there is no successor to Huaxia Chinese Studies.

Since ancient times, literati and poets have always expressed the emotion of not seeking friends all over the world, but seeking a close friend in life. Yu Boya gave up his piano for Zhong Ziqi’s death. In the eyes of Old Man Liang, “That is such an intoxicating allusion!”

The Japanese class was Zuo Rongrong's class. Old Liang stood up directly and walked straight to Zuo Rongrong's office without changing the paper.

It was two o'clock in the afternoon. Zuo Rongrong had just finished her lunch break. She tidied her slightly messy hair and stretched. Then she turned on the computer and prepared to continue working.

University teachers are generally relatively idle. Teaching assistants, lecturers, professors, etc. come to school when there are classes. If there are no classes, they can do whatever they like. However, Zuo Rongrong currently works as a political worker and a student, so she still has to go to work at a fixed time every day.

Just as I turned on the computer, there was a knock on the door. "Before Zuo Rongrong could say, come in, the door was pushed open.

Zuo Rongrong was slightly startled, "Professor Liang?" She stood up quickly. Professor Liang was also her teacher, "Why are you here?"@.


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