Chapter 167: bookstore

Yes, but I prefer the feeling of holding the book in my hand.
"Oh, too, what books do you read?"
"The books I read are very complicated. Sometimes they are foreign masterpieces. Sometimes they are collections of prose poems. Sometimes I also look at some Chinese books in the country. When I speak of college, I want to study the nationality major of Lingnan University. Unfortunately. Don't let the family."
"Do you want to manage your family?"
"Well, huh, huh, we can't choose in our family profession. If you read it, you will have a class with you now."
"Is it really?"
"Yes, Professor Liang Guangzhang, your school, I admire very much."
"Do you say Liang Laojiao?" Zhou Jian almost said the old man's three words, of course, the students said that there is no meaning of disrespect, but a slightly kind name.
"Yeah, I read a hundred of his sons and learned a lot, including Wei Jin literature,
The literature of the Southern and Northern Dynasties, Professor Yan’s evaluation is also very pertinent. He will incorporate the study of literature into the historical background of the time, and put forward a lot of new and reasonable insights. It will not be a cloud. I have seen many misunderstandings from his book. Something.

"Is it?" Zhou Jianmo is holding his chin. He said that this old guy’s book has not been read by himself. He is not completely ignorant of literature. In fact, he really likes things like history, but now it is rare. Let's calm down and study this.
"Have you ever attended the class of Professor Yu?" Wen Wen asked. "His class must be very interesting, but I am not."
"Hey," Zhou Jian, this sweat, is this good answer, or is it not good? I can't say that I had a class, but I didn't play games or do tasks for a semester. I didn't go to a class.
"Does he not teach you classes?"
,"teach……"
"What to teach?"
, "The History of Chinese Ancient Literature."
"It must be very interesting. If you can meet him, I would like to test his graduate students. Unfortunately, the family does not support and the professors may not accept me. After all, I read the economy."
Zhou Jian has some unnatural mo mo face, which sounds really ridiculous, but fortunately, Wen Hui no longer asks if he has ever had a problem with the professor class. "If you really want to see Professor Yan, maybe I can introduce you to meet him.

"Really?" Wen Huihui’s heart is a joy.
Zhou Jian shrugged his shoulders. "In fact, I don't know that the martyrdom is not willing to see you. His usual temper is somewhat strange.

"That's just a misunderstanding of others. Professor Yan is a very persistent person. If he decides what he will, he will continue to do it. I also admire Professor Wei."
Zhou Jian scratched his head and wondered if the old man was so good?
"When will you take me to see him?" Wen Huiwen asked very much.
"In the afternoon, I guess Professor Yan is also taking a lunch break, not bothering."
"Well, okay, let's see him after the drama, but will it be awkward to see him?"
"It may be a bit, so I don't promise to see it, I am just a student, this old man... oh... the old professor may not buy my account."
Wen Hui, a voice, smiled. "Do you usually call Professor Yan?"
"Everyone is calling this, I am following the course."
"Oh, in fact, ting is kind, Professor Yan must be very kind."
"I don't think it is necessary. Everyone said that he is very strict. When I say that you feel that you are not willing to take over the family business, why should you follow the arrangement at home and choose your favorite profession directly?"
If you want to ask your children, if you have to choose a child, you can just leave the family and give up the shares. Zhou Jian guesses that the person will not care about this. If you can read the graduate student of Guoxue, then read the doctor, then After graduating and staying at the school to teach, the kind of life that is light and windy, and the fragrance of books is the most desirable for her.
Wenmin said: "Because this is the expectation of my uncle, I don't want to disappoint them. I grew up in my uncle's parents. They brought me like my biological daughter. I don't want to be like my father, so that they can't do it, and they don't want to leave them. ""
Zhou Jian sighed, and he didn't know that Hui Yin was so happy and unhappy.
The two really came to the bookstore, and then went to the National Studies area. Huiyin selected a new commentary on the 100-language pulpitects written by Shuguang Zhang, and then began to read quietly.
Zhou Jian is sitting on the side and has a book on his own studies. In fact, this kind of book is really interesting to read in. It is certainly boring to read a hundred books, but the old man of Shuguangzhang However, there are ways to explain these sly words in a simple way, and then match the background of the speaker and tell a very wonderful story.
I have to say that this is a skill.
I kept reading until 11 o'clock in the afternoon. Zhou Jian stood up and took a look at the arm. He said to Wen Hui, "Let's go have a meal."
,"okay.
At the same time, in a restaurant in Huā, Gao Peng, who was depressed, was drinking with two younger brothers.
"High and low, don't be depressed, this way, don't go back tonight, I am doing Dong, there are a few fresh watery little waves from Miura Street, and Gao Shao to vent it? A full service, cool."
Gao Peng looked up and drank a glass of beer. The glass was heavily smashed on the table. At this time, he really needed to vent. He didn’t dare to hear people’s voice. The only thing he could do was to find a woman and put her yy.
Cheng Wenren Hui Yin, and then poured a fire on his body into her body.
"Look for a student girl, you want nèn."
"Well," said the younger brother, xiong脯, who is already familiar with this kind of thing.
"What is the good thing about the woman who smells high and low? Is it good for her to run to huā?"
Gao Peng white looked at the younger brother, too lazy to talk, and did not say how the family of people who heard the people's wisdom, how the appearance, temperament, it is this tone he can not swallow, how to see Zhou Jian there is no place better than himself.
The younger brother knew that he had lost his words, and he smiled. "I swear at me, I am a free throw."

The younger brother poured a beer, and Peng Peng frowned. "Ah, is there any way to have the child named Zhou?"

The younger brother named A San licked his chin. "There are ways to let the brothers catch him, fight a fight, and fold an arm. This is not easy.

Gao Peng took a table. "Can you a little creative?" Today, I just ate it. This kid was beaten. What do you think of people? The fool knows that I did it, there is a hair! When it’s not good, she still has to go to the kid’s bandage, and wrap it up and roll it up! Fold your arms and get your sister!

Ah San was trained by the girl with a skull and a face, and he smiled. One heart said: "High and low, the brothers will not be different except to beat people. Do you want to fight today?

"Get it, ask you white question!"
Ah San didn't know what to say at this time, so he had to pick up the wine glass: "High and low, drink alcohol."
"Drink a hair." Gao Peng buckled the wine glass." "The rate is also taekwondo exchange and football friendly.

, "Taekwondo and athlete's foot"
"There is a bit of content in the networking between the university and the university. This time, the Chinese university has a drama show, we are doing taekwondo and football."
"Taekwondo?" A San Ling machine moves "" Boss, are you not a Taekwondo master? Put the kid on the court, and justify him with a good name. Isn't that the end?

"Crap, the idea that your pig's brain can think of, I can't think of it? He is not a Taekwondo or Guwu Association. How can I get him on the stage? Is it standing on the stage and shouting, Zhou Jian, you come up. We are two heads-ups! Doesn't the family me as a fool?"
A Sany was fainted like this. "Yes, and even if it is high and low, that timid.
Ghosts are not likely to come up.

"Okay, don't talk nonsense. I wanted to face it on the football field and the Taekwondo field. I am not interested now."
A San scratched his head. "Isn't it so happy?" Gao Shao, I suddenly remembered, if the kid named Zhou went out to eat with the donkey, if I line up the brothers to sāo disturb this should be okay? That kid is so poor, definitely go to eat food stalls, big stalls, barbecue stalls and the like, it is not unusual to encounter a small gangster in the cellar, when the brothers pretend to be coveted by the beauty of the scorpion, then the kid must be in the first place We can humiliate him a little, and keep his arms. It is estimated that the scorpion will not blame the high and low heads. How do you see it?

Gao Peng mo had a mo chin and did not speak.
Ah San continued: "The kid will definitely eat cockroaches. When the scorpion will naturally compare the useless kid with the taekwondo of Gao Shao, you say yes?"
Gao Peng sighed. "There is no new idea. You can do it, but look at your men, don't touch my woman." "That is of course, it is the appearance of the dress, who dares to do it, I licked his paw 1"
Gao Peng ordered a cigarette to smoke. He estimated that he would not go to see their Taekwondo and football matches, but this is not a problem. He has a way to let people hear.
Wenhui Huiyin is the secretary of the Student Union of the Academy. This time, Hong Kong Island City University and Hong Kong Island Chinese University acted together to let their 〗 〖seats send people to the scene to help, so the people’s whistle naturally watched the game. .
This will be his last attempt. If it doesn't work again, Gao Peng will decide to give up the pursuit of people's wisdom. Of course, before giving up, he will let the younger brother start to ruin Zhou Jian. This tone must be drawn. As for the people, they will be heard. I don't doubt him, then she will follow her, and she has no evidence anyway. @.