Zhou Jian turned around and saw Zuo Rongrong holding a stack of papers standing behind him, reaching out to adjust his glasses. "It's two o'clock this afternoon, do you have time?"
"Okay, what's the matter? Teacher Zuo."
"Well, Professor Liang wants to meet you." Zuo Rongrong's voice was not loud, but the girls who were closer still heard it. Professor Liang wants to meet Zhou Jian?
Combined with Zhou Jian's unprecedented score of 100 points in the history test, it is difficult not to think of it.
, "Yang Yang, did you hear that? Professor Liang wants to see Zhou Jian." Speaking of Professor Liang, he is definitely a leading figure in Chinese traditional studies. Although Professor Liang is not willing to give up for five buckets of rice, this does not mean that Professor Liang is poor.
, In fact, Professor Liang can easily earn five million a year, mainly because he has no interest in making money, otherwise ten million would not be a problem.
In recent years, those who engage in literature and are not famous are still poor, but the famous ones earn no less than engineering professors with patents. In the early years, Professor Liang was a guest at the Baijia Forum, giving lectures on the Four Books and Five Classics, and the contention of a hundred schools of thought. Every year, the Baijia Forum
The income from the physical book of the forum can reach more than 5 million. Plus Professor Liang occasionally publishes books, any book will be sold.
Publishing houses are vying for the things they want, but Professor Liang always believes that most people buy his books not for Chinese studies, but to show off. Buying his books to display at home is purely for display in the study.
Because of the facade, Professor Liang would often rather leave his manuscripts at home with a layer of dust than take them to a publishing house.
Just like this, Professor Liang, a big name in the literary world, actually asked to meet Zhou Jian, and before that, he gave Zhou Jian 14 points. You must know that Zhou Jian has never attended a single class. With just one paper, he can
Ask Professor Liang to give 100 points, what exactly did he write on the paper?
Now that Professor Liang wants to meet Zhou Jian? Is he trying to leapfrog the hierarchy and recruit a disciple? Yang Yang couldn't help but have such an association. If Professor Liang wanted to praise someone, and that person was a little bit talented, it would definitely not be difficult. With a group of
When famous old men are together, it will be difficult for them to become famous. Although they may not make a lot of money every day in the future, it will definitely be easy for them to step into the upper class society.
Looking at Zhou Jian at this time, the word "Zhenren Bulu" kept lingering in Yang Yang's mind.
Since ancient times, talented people have relied on their talents to be bold, arrogant and unruly, or to be independent and unconventional.
Chu Kuang took over his father's hair and stopped working, Feng Ge laughed at Confucius: Tao Yuanming returned to hermitage at the foot of Lushan Mountain and picked chrysanthemums under the eastern fence: Ruan Ji drove a car and cried when he was exhausted: Li Baili took off his boots and the imperial concubine poured wine: Jin Shengtan even laughed at himself before his execution: Tan Sitong
I will write poetry until I die.
Thinking about the great people, madmen, and even mental patients in history, Yang Yang suddenly felt that Zhou Jian skipping classes for a semester was nothing. Even his brother's cynical, listless and decadent look seemed mysterious and mysterious.
Becomes unfathomable.
"Teacher Zuo?" At two o'clock in the afternoon, Zhou Jian came to the college office and knocked on the door politely.
Zhou Jian felt a little upset at this time. He probably guessed the reason why Old Man Liang met him. This final exam was too high-profile.
What he originally thought was that since he had never taken a class in literature and history and was usually awarded 0 points, the only thing he could do was to win the appreciation of Old Man Liang with his high-profile answers and then let him go. However, he did not expect that this old man gave him
Full marks.
, "Here he comes." Zuo Rongrong put down the pen in his hand and looked up at Zhou Jian. "This took half a minute, from head to toe," as if he wanted to see through Zhou Jian.
Zhou Jian, who had been looking at it, felt a little embarrassed. Only then did Zuo Rongrong look away. "Tell me, did you write well on the paper?"
, "I just answered the questions and then wrote a few poems."
, “Write poetry?”
, "It was Professor Liang who came up with the topic. He asked us to write it." Zhou Jian felt helpless. He did not expect that a few poems would attract so much attention from Old Man Liang.
"I can't see that you are still a literary young man, but you have deceived me badly." Zuo Rongrong said angrily.
Zhou Jian looked innocent. "Teacher, you didn't even ask me."
Zuo Rongrong covered the pen cover in his hand, "Anyway, you should behave well this time. Professor Liang has a very high vision. Try to leave a good impression on him. Come with me to Professor Liang's office."
, "Uh" Zhou Jian wanted to ask if it was okay not to go, but seeing the current situation, he didn't run away.
Arriving at Professor Liang's office, Zuo Rongrong knocked on the door.
"Come in." Liang Guangzhang's voice came from inside.
Zuo Rongrong opened the door. At this time, the office was full of people. There were two old men sitting in front of the desk. One of them was Liang Guangzhang, and the other was wearing a Tang suit and holding a purple clay pot. Zhou Jian came in.
, he looked over with a smile and kept nodding.
Except for these two old men, the rest were all young people. The oldest one looked to be in his thirties. Some were wearing suits and some were dressed as students. They looked like students of Old Man Liang.
"Hello, Professor Liang." Zhou Jian usually seems to be a very good boy. Seeing such a large room of people, although he doesn't have stage fright, he still tries to be more reserved to show respect.
"Xiao Zhou is here, sit down.
"Professor Liang pointed to the sofa, "Xiao Zuo, let's sit together too."
Jian walked to the sofa and sat down, placing his hands neatly on his knees. Zhou Jian always behaved very politely in front of the elderly.
Liang Guangzhang pointed to the old man in Tang suit across from him and said: "This is the president of the Chinese Traditional Chinese Studies Research Association, an old friend of mine. He came to Lingnan University this time to see me, and he just happened to catch up."
The president of Bie is named Bie Sheng, and he is also a man of integrity. He, Liang Guangzhang, and another old man formed an Ivy Literary Society with the main purpose of calling for academic freedom and complete freedom from
Get rid of academic approval and hierarchical academics that are combined with bureaucracy. Ivy Literary Society recommends canceling various "Plan 1", "Projects", and "Key Construction" to promote independent 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 dedicated to discussing Chinese studies. The people in it are basically young people. In those places, swearing is an art. If you don't have some ink, you will be embarrassed to speak. If you don't
Understand some allusions, and when someone scolds you, you still think they are praising you.
Zhou Jian stood up and said, "Hello, President."
"Haha, how old is Zhou this year?"
"18, freshman year."
"It's good to be young. Our Chinese academic community needs fresh blood like you."
"I still have a lot to learn." Zhou Jian said this and sat down again.
"Xiao Zhou, originally I asked you to meet just once, but just in time, President Bi came over, so we all got to know each other. Those who are working are all students of President Bi, here," Liang Guangzhang pointed out
He pointed to a man on his left who looked to be in his thirties. He wore brown glasses and a beard.
Pointed by Liang Guangzhang, the man smiled and stretched out his hand: "I am the editor-in-chief of Huaxia Chinese Publishing House, Bie Jixiang, nice to meet you. I also graduated from Lingnan University. Tian Jie, I can be regarded as your senior."
"Hello, senior." Zhou Jian said hello, and at the same time he was slightly surprised. He is the editor-in-chief of the Chinese Publishing House. This is a character that many authors are vying to get to know.
Of course, it didn't make any sense to him. He had a headache. Obviously Liang Guangzhang intended to accept him as his disciple. Although after understanding the use of mental concentration, Zhou Jian was confident that he could read Liang Guang with his existing literary skills.
Zhang’s graduate students will never have a hard time
, but the key point is that he has never thought about going to graduate school, and he doesn’t have the time. In the past few days, he went to Brazil, tossed around the house, looked for a gunman, and a series of messy things that led to his current "Gods and Demons"
》I haven’t reached level 30 yet.
Zhou Jian was worried about how to politely refuse Liang Guangzhang's kindness. At this time, Liang Guangzhang said, "Do you want to go to graduate school in the future?"
"Uh..." Zhou Jian didn't know what to say.
Everyone in the room looked over. Although Liang Guangzhang didn't say it clearly, he had introduced a freshman into this circle, met so many people, and paved the way for him. Now he asked him if he wanted to go to graduate school and accept a disciple.
The meaning is already obvious. Accepting disciples and taking classes are
What’s different is that now Liang Guangzhang can teach undergraduates, but when accepting apprentices, he usually only takes doctoral students. In the past few years, he would take three or four students a year. In these years, because Liang Guangzhang is older, although
He still has the title of doctoral supervisor, but he rarely supervises people anymore.
Moreover, usually doctoral students are vying to take the exam under Liang Guangzhang's name. How can there be any reason for Liang Guangzhang to take the initiative? Liang Guangzhang is one of the best in ancient Chinese literature. He is a master of Chinese studies and a calligrapher.
, magazines, newspapers, publishing houses and so on across the country, none of them are allowed to sell him some face, but this guy is still hesitant. This is not only stupid, it is simply stupid.
At this time, Zuo Rongrong couldn't sit still. She was originally a graduate student in the Literature Department of Lingnan University, and now she is engaged in political work. She came in today because she was leading the way for Zhou Jian. It was not her turn to speak, but it concerned Zhou Jian.
Regarding Jian's future, she couldn't help but interjected, "I want to study. Zhou Jian usually works very hard. He must be studying for graduate school, right?"
As Zuo Rongrong said, she winked at Zhou Jian with all her strength, "This is a piece of pie in the sky. Others can't find it even with a lantern, so why are you so dazed?"
This little gesture naturally caught the eye of Professor Liang. He was secretly amused. He didn't know if Zhou Jiannu didn't work hard, but he knew it clearly since he hadn't attended a class in a semester.
Zhou Jian forced a smile and said, "Teacher, I'm only a freshman now, so I haven't considered going to graduate school yet..."
When Zuo Rongrong heard what Zhou Jian said, she almost vomited blood. She really wanted to rush over and beat him up. This guy's brain was squeezed by the door.@.
