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"Be careful on the road and come back early!" Li Qi poked his head out and explained with a smile, which was full of sweetness.

He Jing was a little overwhelmed: "Well..." Then he quickly slipped away.

With the sound of closing the door with a "bang", Li Qi withdrew his smile, leaned back on the sofa, pouted and continued to look at the little abacus.

In fact, there is no small calculation, more of a grudge.

Li Qi has been feeling sad since noon. He Jing, who has never been concerned about family affairs, actually thinks about dealing with shrimp thread today?If he did this kind of thing, wouldn't he have to cook by himself tomorrow?Don't you need to drive yourself out the day after tomorrow?

And He Jing never thought of telling him before going out?

At least they are cohabiting now, right?Although he got the opportunity by pushing hard, shouldn't he be a little more dependent and clingy to his cohabitants?

Originally, he wanted to have something to do with He Jing during the period, but after staying for three days, Li Qi scratched his head and scratched his head.

No, it will be too late if something happens!

He Jing saw how big the sun was outside with his own eyes before going out in only a thin shirt, and walking on the road was indeed as warm as he expected.

It’s October in just one more week, and it’s hard to imagine an out-and-out northern city that’s still scorching sun, with no signs of cloudiness or rain.

He went in through the north gate of the school. There was a long corridor full of vines along the way, leading to the library in a winding way.

The promenade is covered with vines of unknown species. He Jing always passes by in different seasons by chance, and he has not seen any fruit and flowers growing, but they are green and hovering on the railings of the Baishi promenade all the year round, which is full of vitality and beauty.

He Jing took a shortcut from the promenade, and the golden light and shadow cast from the gaps in the leaves that were not dense slapped on him from time to time. He noticed that there were people sitting on both sides of the road from time to time, or standing up drawing boards to draw pictures of Hua An. In a corner of the campus, you may read with relish with professional books in your hands.

He Jing panicked for a moment.

His current major is not what he likes. He is devoted to the study of ancient Chinese literature instead of modern literature. Although his foundation in this area is much deeper than that of his peers, he has never been critical and flexible when facing It is not always so handy when it comes to the course of literary criticism.

Forget it, there are so many qualifications to mention professional matters that have been recorded in an exceptional way.Now he can only hope that he will change the direction of the postgraduate entrance examination and study ancient literature under the name of Liu Zhenbang.

But modern literature is not so useless... After all, their teacher on contemporary literary creation is good at teaching, and he has earned a lot of manuscript fees for this.

When He Jing entered the library, he first returned the previous books, borrowed a professional book, and hurried to the self-study booth to read it.

The next modern literature trend of thought class will be when he will present the ppt on stage, and he hasn't even chosen a topic yet.

The study of red studies is too earthy, and the issue is too sensitive...

So, literary studies at the end of the last century?

Now that the theme is established, let's start preparing!

He Jing did what he said, opened the book and started to record, scribbling in his own small notebook.

He doesn't know what other people in this major are like, but the most intuitive way for him to strengthen memory is to record.

It may be because He Jinmin often asked him to learn the thoughts of ancient people by copying books when he was a child. He often used a soft pen to memorize and practice calligraphy, and then used a hard pen to summarize the central ideas on paper. Habit.

He never believed that there is any gifted person with the ability to remember with a photograph, but the memory method used is different, and his method is to record brief outlines in his mind, make the book thinner, and wait until these things are needed Then fill and expand according to the impression to thicken the paper.

As for why he can quickly remember those knowledge frameworks in his mind...

Maybe it's smart.

He Jing sat in the self-study area and thought proudly, her tail almost raised to the sky.

After sorting out the topics to be used in the next class, he went to borrow a copy of "Lin Huiyin's Collected Works", then packed his things and hurried out of the library, and ran to the building of the Faculty of Arts.

What's the matter with this library, I didn't feel it when I first came in, why did it get colder and colder the longer I stayed?His nose was about to come down.

And he had to rush Liu Zhenbang to hand in the details of the recently sorted pre-Qin handicraft materials before he got off work, otherwise he might not know when he will come to school next time.

When He Jing knocked on the door and entered, Liu Zhenbang happened to be in the office facing someone's copybook, looking at the pen and ink on his desk, He Jing's eyes lit up.

Liu Zhenbang was a little surprised to see He Jing, and hurriedly asked: "Last time, your counselor said that you were hospitalized with appendicitis, why didn't you rest at home?"

He Jing handed over the information: "Thank you for your concern, it's already recovered. I just came to the school today to deliver the things to you, and I'm afraid it will delay your business."

Liu Zhenbang put down his pen, took He Jing's documents and flipped through them. In fact, he didn't see any tricks in these few glances. He mainly saw that He Jing's hard pen was good-looking, and he wanted to take a second look.

Liu Zhenbang poured him a cup of tea, and said with a smile: "When you are healthy, come back to class. I think you have gained weight after staying at home for a few days."

"!" He Jing, who had always had strict requirements on her appearance, widened her eyes as if struck by lightning.

"I... I'm fat?" He couldn't believe it.

Liu Zhenbang seldom saw He Jing like this, and teased him: "Why do you look like a little girl? If you get fat, you will get fat, and you will be much healthier than before."

He Jing couldn't accept the idea of ​​health. In his opinion, it was just Liu Zhenbang's kind comfort. He secretly made up his mind not to eat tonight, but to run two laps on the school playground instead.

"Okay, Qingchen, how about guiding the old man to write?" Liu Zhenbang didn't know anything about this, so He Jing got up to write with him.

He Jing has been envious for a long time, not to mention that Liu Zhenbang's strokes here are not vulgar, and they are completely different from the things he bought to pass the time. Hearing what Liu Zhenbang said, he immediately put aside the matter of body management After reaching the back of the head, he jumped to the desk.

"Qing Chen doesn't dare to take it." He Jing said politely.

To be honest, the old adage that "there is one who has heard the truth, and one has to specialize in art" is really good. Although Liu Zhenbang is well-known in the study of ancient books and ancient literature, he is indeed no match for He Jing when he writes with a pen.

Liu Zhenbang wrote casually, "The reason why heaven and earth can last forever is that they can live forever because they don't grow on their own." Then he looked to He Jing and asked his opinion.

The corner of He Jing's mouth twitched: "Why do you all like to write the "Tao Te Ching"? My grandfather is also like this."

Although He Jinmin is a dazzling existence in the literary circle of their age group, He Jing never mentioned his name, so Liu Zhenbang only thought that the grandfather He Jing mentioned was a very deep old man.

Liu Zhenbang smiled modestly: "It seems that our old man hits it off, haha."

He Jing sighed. His childhood copying process started from the "Tao Te Ching", and He Jinmin once asked him to copy the full text ten times because one of the characters was not well written-of course he also made a fuss. Jinmin instructs Lao Xu to pull it back with the belt - so he is no longer familiar with the font on it.

He Jing talked to Liu Zhenbang about how to improve his tone carefully, and kept staring at the purple hair all the time.

Liu Zhenbang handed him the pen directly, jokingly said: "Mr. He, please write it for the students to see."

He Jing accepted the joke calmly, and for a moment, the elegant and upright "Forever and Forever" was dipped in ink and imprinted on the white statement elegantly and freely.

Liu Zhenbang applauded.

He Jing put away the pen and smiled faintly.

"But you kid is really lazy, just write a central sentence and you're done?" Liu Zhenbang took out his private seal, dipped it in ink pad and covered it on the paper, "Forget it, as long as it looks good."

He Jing was dumbfounded at his behavior of occupying the magpie's nest: "Professor? I'm still here, can't you wait to stamp it?"

Liu Zhenbang curled his lips angrily: "I don't care, I will write it after stamping it. Don't tell it!"

He Jing promised: "I won't say anything. What if another teacher asked you to write a picture on the spot?"

Liu Zhenbang smiled mysteriously: "I am the most senior senior in the Faculty of Arts, and even the dean can't force me. Besides, I can just say that my hands are inconvenient!"

The most senior veteran of the Faculty of Arts!Your fox tail is showing! Hey!

When the ink was dry, Liu Zhenbang hurriedly hung the words on the wall, still muttering: "I will frame it in two days."

Afterwards, he looked at He Jing who was still sitting on the sofa drinking tea: "It's alright, alright, boy, hurry up, I have to go home too, my granddaughter is coming home today!"

"...Okay, goodbye, professor." He Jing felt that Liu Zhenbang kicked him out very easily now, and he sent him away politely when he was a freshman.

Liu Zhenbang waved to him: "Goodbye, goodbye."

It was already past five o'clock in the afternoon when he came out from Liu Zhenbang's place, He Jing walked straight to the school gate, ready to go home directly.

The only mistake is that the building of the Faculty of Arts is next to the building of the Faculty of Economics and Management.

So he didn't know how many times, he was stopped by Yu Feng who happened to pass by.

He Jing asked a question that puzzled him for a long time: "Why do I meet you who 'just passed by' here every time? Don't you monitor the corridor monitoring of the Faculty of Arts?"

Yu Feng shook his head, showing innocence: "Then how can it be, I just happened to see you at the window and went downstairs, what were I thinking!"

Afterwards, she coquettishly gave He Jing a wink, which made He Jing want to vomit it first and then hurry up.

He Jing perfunctorily prepared to turn around and leave, but Yu Feng stopped him again.

"What are you doing! You are so impatient to talk to me? The kids from our college are still in bed with you at your house!"

He Jing hurriedly interrupted him: "Speak carefully!"

Little did he know that the men and women passing by on this road had already heard the word "accompanying bed" which is very easy to be misunderstood.

In less than 3 minutes, Yu Feng faced the unprecedented occasion of He Jing turning his head and leaving twice. He hurried to catch up again and called to stop He Jing.

Afterwards, he uttered the sentence that most concerned He Jing: "You are fat."

He Jing was about to have a fit, and Yu Feng, who didn't realize it, smiled and said: "It seems that it is really right to hand you over to Li Qi. Let's see how well he takes care of you. I heard that he changes his ways to make you better all day long." What about food?"

He Jing was curious: "Where did you hear about it?"

Yu Feng snorted: "Isn't Chu Xianyu living outside with her boyfriend? She saw Li Qi when she went grocery shopping with her boyfriend last time, and often."

After Yu Feng finished speaking, he answered an emergency call and left in a hurry, saying that his girlfriend had arrived, leaving He Jing to walk slowly outside the school alone.

The place where the bottom of the sky in the west is connected to the horizon is burnt golden and red by the setting sun, and the sky higher up is still dyed with a few patches of purple clouds. At this time, it is no longer hot at noon, and the unique cool wind in the evening is constantly blowing on the earth. It also blows He Jing.

He couldn't tell what kind of mood he was in, but at this moment, it seemed that everything in the world was constantly magnified, his heart was no longer empty, and even the irregular patterns left by a few white butterflies that happened to pass by in the air The route was clearly captured by him.

He Jing suddenly felt that he hadn't had such a turbulent heart for a long time, and at the end of such a vastness was his rental house.

And Li Qi who might be working on dinner inside.

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Sorry everyone for delaying another update today...

emmm I've been busy all night because of the three-dimensional thing tomorrow

sorry sorry