The second day is another work and study day.

This time when Qiao Zhenzhen walked into the campus, she was calm and calm.

I was no longer as unsure as I was the day before yesterday. I didn’t even know which way to open the door to the teaching building.

Although I still stumbled a bit when sitting on the seat, it was a minor flaw and nothing serious.

The master who taught the calligraphy class was named Zhu.

The old man has black hair with white in between, and deep wrinkles on his forehead.

The master who looks at the piano and paintings is young.

But there are limits to how small it can be, and I guess it depends on its sixty-year-old appearance.

The thinness of the person is similar to the first two.

Master Zhu entered the classroom holding a stack of paper.

Called without sitting down...

Tang Anning, who was probably the class representative, handed out the homework submitted by previous classmates.

Yes, there are homeworks for book classes.

So this old master is really more serious than the previous two.

Tang Anning distributed them one by one.

Qiao Zhenzhen is glad that she learned to be a scumbag.

Otherwise, if she is asked to do this, her face and name will not match up.

Her latest mission is to collect intelligence in various situations and try to match the faces and names of her classmates.

Girls who can study in the Imperial College for Girls must have family members who are officials or have titles.

Qiao Zhenzhen didn't want to offend anyone more than necessary.

Due to the format of the class, the relationship between classmates is not as close as in a fixed classroom, which reduces a lot of trouble for Qiao Zhenzhen.

After Tang Anning distributed them, Master Zhu selected three excellent reviews and found three more unfavorable reviews.

Don't be proud of the good ones, and don't be discouraged by the bad ones.

Because Qiao Zhenzhen had taken a long leave of absence, she didn't have any homework, so she was among the onlookers throughout the process.

But from Master's comments, she gained something.

During the next class time, Master Zhu asked everyone to open a page of copybooks in the textbook and start copywriting.

Another semi-self-study class.

After about a month of practicing the King of Rolls, Qiao Zhenzhen's level has basically caught up with Mo Yuying's.

It can be seen that the original owner is a stupid beauty and cannot be defeated.

At this moment, I need to thank the foundation laid by my calligraphy class in elementary school.

In short, the progress of calligraphy is much better than Qiao Zhenzhen imagined.

But when Master Zhu came to her side, she heard the old man sigh softly.

Qiao Zhenzhen: "..."

It feels like all the humiliation I have received in my studies in this life has been concentrated in this month.

The sigh seemed to be contagious, and she couldn't help but follow it.

"Hey……"

She raised her head and looked at Master Zhu wordlessly.

They could see the helplessness in each other's eyes.

Lower your head, accept your fate and continue to post.

One day...

But then I thought about it, her mission in time travel was to save her life, not to become famous.

There is really no need to be involved in life and death.

Just improve it a little more than the current level.

Let yourself go and let others go.

Just reach the point where no one will sigh when they see her words.

However, inside, there is an urge to do things well no matter what.

Quite contradictory.

This calligraphy class went smoothly. The homework after class was to write a large character on a post, which was easy.

The second poetry class gave her a different surprise.

Master Zeng, who taught the class, did not choose anyone to compose poems on the spot.

Instead, he chose Tao Yuanming's "Peach Blossom Spring" and started telling the story.

It's just that the overall direction of the story is a bit confusing.

[In the Taiyuan period of the Jin Dynasty, people in Wuling made fishing their main occupation and traveled along streams, forgetting the distance of the road. 】

"Why would a fisherman who has been fishing for a living get lost in waters he is familiar with? This is as puzzling as getting lost in his own home."

【Suddenly Encountering Peach Blossom Forest】

"Why not a bamboo forest, not a plum forest, but a peach forest."

[There are hundreds of steps along the bank, and there are no trees in the middle. 】

"There isn't even a stray tree among them, why?"

"Since ancient times, peach wood has been used to ward off evil spirits and suppress evil spirits."

"Peach groves gather Yin energy, so people from the Yang world rarely plant large areas in front of their residences."

"Let's talk about the entrance to the Peach Blossom Spring."

[In the beginning, he was very narrow, but he was able to understand people. After walking dozens of steps, I suddenly became enlightened. 】

"Narrow at the front and wide at the back is a common regulation of tomb passages. It is mainly to prevent tomb robbers. But to avoid the deceased, living people will not design it like this at the entrance to a house or a village."

When the old master talked about this, Qiao Zhenzhen couldn't help but rub her arms.

It feels chilly.

"There is also a problem with clothing."

[There are people coming and going, and the men and women are dressed like outsiders. 】

"The people in the Peach Blossom Spring claimed to be fleeing the chaos of the Qin Dynasty. They came to this desperate situation and never came back. They were isolated from the outside world. They didn't even know that there were Han, Wei and Jin."

"The article specifically mentioned clothing, which must have a profound meaning."

"It stands to reason that they have been isolated from the world for five or six hundred years. They have never been to the Peach Blossom Spring and have no contact with outsiders. They dress and dress according to the Qin Dynasty. How can they be like outsiders? The first article mentioned that at that time, in the Taiyuan Dynasty of the Jin Dynasty, .Their dress is the same as that of Jin people."

"So... it is very likely that these people are no longer alive, and their clothes and clothing are sacrifices burned to them by their descendants."

Qiao Zhenzhen: "..."

The more I listen, the more it makes sense.

She looked around. The classmates were all listening with interest and suddenly realized.

This makes her, a person taught by a normal Chinese teacher, seem out of place.

Master Zeng finally talked about the treachery of the fishermen. He clearly promised not to tell anyone, but left marks everywhere, and finally brought the eunuch to look for him.

However, even if I remember it well, it seems that the Peach Blossom Spring has never existed and cannot be found.

The last paragraph also talks about Nanyang Liu Ziji.

This section is very abrupt, and at first glance it feels inexplicable.

Master Zeng expressed his understanding.

"Liu Ziji's paragraph illustrates one thing."

"He is a man of noble moral character, but he has not found the entrance to the Peach Blossom Spring. It can be seen that whether he can enter the Peach Blossom Spring has nothing to do with his moral character."

"It also shows that this place is unusual, and it is probably not in the Yang world."

Qiao Zhenzhen: "..."

She tried hard to recall the story of "The Peach Blossom Spring" told by her former Chinese teacher, but she had no memory except for the words "recite the full text."

I was frightened by this from Master Zeng...

She used to believe 90% in the existence of ghosts.

Later, she became a ghost herself and 100% believed it, which increased her fear even more.

Ten Wan said there are no ghosts in this world, but that doesn't stop her from still being a little afraid of ghosts.

It has nothing to do with reality and everything to do with psychology.

She thought she would never forget the article "Peach Blossom Spring" in her life.

But in the end, Master Zeng went back to make up for it.

"These are all the random thoughts of an old man. It's interesting for everyone to listen to it. The main theme of the article "Peach Blossom Spring" is Mr. Jingjie's dissatisfaction with the administration of the court at that time, and his yearning for a beautiful life in the poetry, wine and pastoral countryside. At that time..."

The following eloquent omission of a thousand words is about the historical background of the written text.

I went back to being an ordinary Chinese teacher.

This is the only old man with a slightly fat body, a funny smile.

A lesson shocked Qiao Zhenzhen.

Half an hour passed extremely quickly.

The bell rings.

Qiao Zhenzhen was still not satisfied with what she heard.

In the end, Master Zeng did not assign any homework and asked him to recite the entire text.

This behavior put Qiao Zhenzhen in a good mood until Zhang Qingwen tried to pull her back again.

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