It has been half a month since I came to Qingke University in a blink of an eye. In addition, Zhuo Bufan was already more than a week late, and National Day is about to come soon.
College life is different from high school. College life is more free and the course arrangement is very flexible. Students in one class spend very little time together every day. Zhuo Bufan only has a fat man and Chen Junyang to be familiar with him. As for the others, he has nothing.
Know.
In the past half a month, Zhuo Bufan was two points and one line. In addition to being in school, he was going back to the clinic to help Zhang Xiaocui. The only thing that made Zhuo Bufan feel depressed was that Zhang Xiaocui was deliberately trying to match him and Zhang Huan, but he didn't say it clearly.
He couldn't find a reason to refuse directly, and he couldn't take Zhang Huan outside and told her that he didn't like her, which would hurt the girl's heart.
"I have read more than half of the school library, but I still can't find any written records on the treasure map." Zhuo Bufan looked sad.
Qingke University is known as the number one university in Zhejiang Province and is ranked among the top ten higher education institutions in Longguo. Although the library is not as good as Harvard, it is not small anymore. The three libraries combined are enough to accommodate tens of thousands of students.
Reading a book inside.
"It would be great if you cultivate your spiritual consciousness. Then there is no need to read it one by one here like you are now. Just use your spiritual consciousness to scan it and you will know where you need to find something." Zhuo Bufan stationed
In front of the bookshelf, he smiled bitterly.
The bookshelf in front of him were covered with dust, all of which were articles on postgraduate entrance examinations published in the 1970s and 1980s. They looked boring, and there were very few students who selected ancient documents, so no one read them.
It's normal, so these books are covered with dust.
Zhuo Bufan put the books in his hand into the bookshelf, sighed, and suddenly looked at him.
I saw an old man with white hair and reading glasses standing next to him, flipping through a book with a ragged cover, and the words "Guloulan" written vaguely could be seen on it.
"Professor Yu." Zhuo Bufan shouted politely.
This old man is the professor who applied for the elective class. He has been doing literature research all his life and devoted his time to academics. He is many times better than those teachers who only know how to make extra money and make money in training classes.
Zhuo Bufan has a respectful heart for such people.
"Oh." Yu Wenda pushed the presbyopic glasses frame on the bridge of his nose and looked at him suspiciously. Zhuo Bufan's face turned red with a rare moment. Although he respected the old professor, he had not been to the professor's class several times.
It's normal not to know him.
Yu Wenda smiled and said, "Are you Zhuo Bufan?"
Zhuo Bufan didn't expect that he still remembered himself. Perhaps the scar on his face was impressive. He nodded and said, "Professor Yu, what are you looking at?"
"Open it opens up. I have been doing research and research on Guloulan in the past few years, but unfortunately there has been no progress!" Yu Wenda said, shook his head and sighed: "The society is different now, can you calm down.
There are fewer people coming to do research. As a marketing manager, everything is more profitable than high academic research. Moreover, the country's funds are used to develop science and technology, medicine, and real estate, which is better than giving it to us old men for research."
Zhuo Bufan nodded deeply. Academic research does have little effect on social progress, and it is better to build a building than to come quickly.
"But I still think it's better to do research. The emergence and destruction of every civilization will always inspire the world to avoid repeating the same mistakes." Zhuo Bufan suddenly said, once he had seen someone in the cultivation universe.
The powerful man destroyed a planet with one move, but because the people on that planet sent someone to beat him for no reason.
A glimmer flashed through Yu Wenda's originally cloudy eyes, and she said with a smile: "You have understood this way at a young age. It's not bad. Our academic research cannot bring benefits to society and the country immediately, but it
The impact is long-term.”
Zhuo Bufan didn't hear what he was saying clearly. Anyway, he had to leave the earth to practice the universe, but his eyes fell on Professor Yu's other hand, which was holding a broken page of the book.
The pages of the book are yellowed, but the text on them is exactly the same as the treasure map in Zhuo Bufan's hand.
"Professor Yu, what is the thing in your hand?"
"Oh, you're talking about this? This is bought by my friend and I from a lieutenant. I've been studying the words on it, so I'm just a careless one." Yu Wenda glanced at the pages in his hand and said with a smile.
: "But I have looked up many materials from the National Library and found no records of such texts. It should be written by a very small tribe or race."
Zhuo Bufan thought carefully, should he hand over the treasure map in his hand to Professor Yu for help?
After hesitation, Zhuo Bufan finally made the order. He checked like this now, it was undoubtedly difficult to find a needle in a haystack. Even if Professor Yu knew the secret above, it would be okay. If Professor Yu wanted to hand over the things to the country, he would have to intercept the fool halfway.
That's it.
"Professor Yu, actually, there is a piece of text written on a cloth at home. My grandmother in my hometown picked it up from outside. I don't know what it is." Zhuo Bufan pretended to be hazy and touched his nose.
Yu Wenda's eyes lit up like a light bulb, "Really, please take it to me quickly. I have delayed a lot of relationships and spent a lot of money to get such a small piece of yellow paper,
I have been studying for three years, do you really have it at home?”
"Well, there are, yes, but in my hometown, I will go home after National Day to get it." Zhuo Bufan did not take it out recklessly. He still wanted to check the information these days, if he could find the best,
The fewer people know this secret, the better.
Yu Wenda pondered and said, "I'm still in my hometown, so hurry up and take it back and show it to me. Maybe you will find a major discovery. Then you will be the first to do it." After that, Yu Wenda took out a white business card.
He presented his hands to Zhuo Bufan and said, "This is my phone number. You can just call me then."
"Well, OK, Professor Yu." Zhuo Bufan nodded and glanced at the business card. There was only a string of phone numbers and names, and nothing else. Compared to those who often write about the titles of managers, supervisors, and directors, Professor Yu also
It's too low-key. After all, he is a full-level professor, and even the school leaders want to buy him some face.
After saying goodbye to Professor Yu, Zhuo Bufan left the library and returned to the class. Now there was a clue about the treasure map, hoping to crack the secret above.
Suddenly, the fat man and Chen Junyang returned from buying soda from outside. They looked at each other and walked to him. (To be continued)