Chapter 920 Changing Job Types
“My idea is this,” Zhou Zhi continued: “Since the information for analyzing the phonology of "Guofeng", "Xiaoya", and "Lu Song" are all in Master Zeng's posthumous manuscripts I have discovered something in it, and the more important "Zhou Song" and "Daya" should also exist in it, as long as It's just that we haven't unearthed it yet."
"I've put some thought into it," Gu Youwen said with a smile, and walked into the study to get a piece of information: "Look, I found a part about "Chen Chen." "Gong", "Qian", "Qingmiao""
"Really?" Zhou Zhi was surprised and happy.
"Well, there is also an analysis of "Xuanniao"." Gu Youwen said with a smile: "These are my discoveries during this vacation, which shows that your idea is correct. For us exegesis scholars, Among the three parts of "Ode to Fengya" in "The Book of Songs", "Ode" is mostly inherited from the sacrificial songs, music and dances of the Shang Dynasty, and was lost to the "ancient"; while "Wind" was collected from the Fifteen Kingdoms, but was lost to the 'custom'."
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"And "Daya" and "Xiaoya" were poems composed by the nobles of the Zhou royal family at that time using the pronunciation of Wang Ji's Yayan. Confucius believed that they were the most correct, and they are also very important data and evidence for our study of phonology, so it is impossible Not mentioned by your great master.”
“But my energy is limited now, how about we change jobs. ?”
“Master, what do you mean?”
“We’ll change our jobs. I’ll do the editing, okay?”
“Ah? This..." Zhou Zhi suddenly felt a lot of pressure, but Grandpa Shi is already 90 years old this year. He said he was low on energy and asked you to come. How dare you give up?
And the editing stuff was just nice to say, and it was clear that he was going to be a supervisor, the kind who would whip the donkey behind with a whip.
"Master, as long as I'm not afraid that I'm not good enough." Zhou Zhi had no choice but to grit his teeth and agreed: "But I'm afraid I need some tools. Just relying on pen and paper is too inefficient. Oh, by the way, Director Mai and Li Professor, how is their radical recognition system going?”
“I don’t know about that, I haven’t gone downstairs during this time,” Gu Youwen was already satisfied when Zhou Zhi agreed to his request. , picked up the manuscript he edited and read it: "Go and cook, get something delicious, and let me see how you are doing now..."
The next step is Zhou Zhi cooking in the kitchen , Gu Youwen moved a chair to the door of the kitchen, wearing reading glasses to read the manuscript, and when he had any questions, he asked Zhou Zhi who was busy cooking. Just like the thesis defense, he was not afraid of Zhou Zhi being distracted at all.
During the meal, the two of them were also discussing. After the meal, the two of them cleared the dining table and officially set up the battlefield to start the discussion.
The conversation lasted until four or five o'clock in the afternoon, and it was not until Gu Kailai called that they were interrupted.
Gu Kailai asked anxiously on the phone: "Grandpa, is the elbow where you are?"
"Yes." Gu Youwen said: "We are discussing the phonology of "Panshui"... …”
“ Hey, what are you still discussing? Ask him to report to the department as soon as possible!"
Gu Youwen then asked Zhou Zhi, a bit like a child who had done something wrong: "It seems...you said you didn't go to the department! , come and see me first, huh?”
"Oh, that's terrible!" Zhou Zhi then remembered: "Grandpa, I have to go report to the department!"
"Hahaha, go, go, come, I'll be waiting for you in the department." Gu Youwen Waving his hands: "Anyway, we have arrived at school now. We have plenty of time to chat."
By the time Zhou Zhi was impatient, Liao Di rushed to Gu Kailai's office, and Gu Kailai rolled his eyes: "What happened? I'm going to criticize you for being unorganized and undisciplined, and the pager can't get through."
"Yes, yes, the pager is out of power. It's all my fault..." Zhou Zhi was also complaining in his heart, if it weren't for the old man, how could I have delayed it until now?
“Let’s go, I’ll take you to report.” Gu Kailai stood up.
"Ah, don't!" Zhou Zhi quickly waved his hand: "I'll just go by myself. I see there is a senior receptionist at the door..."
The dean of the department is reporting to the new students. If the students see it, The future is designated to be isolated.
Gu Kailai thought the same thing and couldn't help but laugh: "Then go quickly."
The report is actually very simple, just bring your ID card, wait until Zhou Zhi comes to the reception and be responsible for greeting you The senior student was stunned: "Uh, classmate, didn't you bring any luggage?"
"Ah, my luggage... is at a relative's place." Zhou Zhi said, "It's not far, I can move in time." .”
"Show me your ID card there, register, and get a copy of the precautions for the start of school." The senior said. Zhou Zhi obediently handed over his ID card.
"Zhou Zhi..." The senior took a list and searched: "Here, you take these information, this is your dormitory number plate, you keep it, go The hostel will change the key.”
After saying that, he pointed at a tricycle: "You are from Building 23, follow them soon."
At this time, a girl in charge of registration touched the senior student: "Senior, senior , he is thoughtful.”
"Ah, what's wrong?"
"This year's liberal arts champion is the one who can go to Qingbei without extra points." The senior sister's eyes were a little bright, she was no longer too lazy to explain to the senior, and smiled. He stood up and stretched out his hand: "Hello Zhou Zhi, welcome to my We are in the Chinese Department."
"Um, hello, senior." Zhou Zhi was so frightened that he quickly ran after the tricycle: "Goodbye, senior, I'll go find the dormitory with them..."
"Hi. Don't run away! Let's get to know each other first..." The senior sister was still shouting from behind.
Zhou Zhi heard that he ran faster.
...
"Classmate, are you from Building 23?" The tricycle was piled with luggage, and a senior was pedaling it. There were several classmates following around the tricycle, some helping to push the cart, and some carrying their bodies. There were still loads of packages and luggage that couldn't be piled on the car. A tall classmate with a crew cut spoke in nice Mandarin: "I just heard from my senior that you are from Building 23?"
"Yes, room 405 in Building 23."
"Then we are roommates!" The tall man was happy when he heard this: "I am also in room 405, listen. They say our room is full of Chinese majors. You are also a Chinese major, right?”
“Yes, class one, majoring in classical literature. My name is Zhou Zhi.”
"Me too, my name is Xu Gang!" The tall man stretched out his hand to shake his hand: "I'm from Urumqi, how about you?"
"I'm from a county below Manzhou, called Jiachuan. "Zhou Zhi smiled and stretched out his hand, finding that this man was quite strong: "Your nose is so straight, are you from an ethnic minority?"
"I would like to." Xu Gang said: "But my dad won't let me, otherwise I can get some extra points."
"What do you mean?"
"My grandmother is Uzbek. , my mother said she could change me to a minority, but my dad refused and still made me Han.”
When Zhou Zhi said this, he understood: "I don't believe them when they say mixed-race people are beautiful. But when I see you, I start to believe it. Those who grew up eating beef and mutton are taller..."
"That's not true, where we are There are also short ones..."
"Oh yes. Let me ask you something, what is the price of Hetian jade now?”
“Shouldn’t I ask about cantaloupe and grapes? I didn’t bring Hetian jade here...”
“What do you mean? ? You mean you brought cantaloupe and grapes? ”
"It's a specialty of our autonomous region! Why don't you bring it with you when you come to Shuzhong to study?"
"Hahaha, I've got you, my buddy!" Zhou Zhi was very happy. This kid was really upright. Just now I smelled a cantaloupe smell, and it turned out that there were two boxes under the car!
(End of this chapter)