Liu Seqing stroked her beard and asked, "Little Friend Jiang, what major do you want to study in college?"

"I haven't thought about it yet." Jiang Shuiyuan answered truthfully.

He Yuanyu slapped the table hard: "Of course I have studied Chinese studies! Your Chinese studies are so solid and smart. You can get twice the result with half the effort when you learn. From now on, if you have a famous teacher in Jingshi University, you will definitely become famous and married before the age of 30. What else can you hesitate about?"

Qiao Yinuo frowned and said, "I don't want to learn Chinese studies! It's all day long. Zi said that a good person can't even speak, and he will lose his bag at all. He has no meaning at all. Boys should study science and engineering. He opens his mouth and says, "Let's discuss MITA-mediated signal transduction of cell antiviral reactions and its regulatory mechanisms, or, "I think the interaction between human apolipoprotein H and phospholipid membrane is like this." It's so handsome that I have no friends, is there any?"

Liu Seqing smiled and patted Qiao Yinuo on the back: "Little girl, you are the creature you learned because of this? It seems that you have a deep misunderstanding of our Chinese Academy!"

Qiao Yinuo said: "This is not a misunderstanding, but a victim who was deeply poisoned and escaped from the claws by chance!"

Liu Seqing was so amused and laughed: "What did your grandfather and your father do? What kind of things did you do that are so angry that you are so angry? When I was a child, you asked you to write the "Thirteen Classics" every day, or copy "Shuowen Jiezi"?"

Someone immediately spoke to her: "If you can make your children circle the white text "Thirteen Classics" from a young age and copy "Shuowen Jiezi" it will definitely have a deep family background! Children who grew up in such a family atmosphere, not only those who are exposed to each other, but also those who have been influenced by them for more than ten or twenty years are also good seedlings for academic research."

"Of course! Her grandfather is a special professor of Zhaoming Scholars at the National Academy of Jinling University, a famous historian Qiao Zhizhi, and her father is also a professor in the Department of Mandarin of Liangjiang Normal University. He is quite famous in the academic community. Although the little girl said that she doesn't like Chinese studies, she can easily get into Jingshi University? This is the origin of family education and cannot be envied by others."

"It turns out that the little girl is Mr. Qiao's granddaughter. No wonder she is so familiar with Mr. Liu. I just don't know what the young man is from? He dares to recite the Thirteen Classics and the Twenty-Four Histories at a young age. Even if he is half-folded or even one-tenth of the 10th, it is amazing!"

"I seem to have heard Mr. Tong Tianshen Tong of our school mention it before, saying that I met a high school student who could memorize the twenty-four histories. I thought it was an exaggeration. Could it be that Mr. Tong met him?"

He Yuanyu did not participate in their discussion, but said to Jiang Shuiyuan seriously: "Little Friend Jiang, you have a good foundation in Chinese studies, and it is a pity not to study Chinese studies. I think you should consider it seriously!"

Qiao Yinuo seemed to be deliberately competing with He Yuanyu: "What are you considering? Jiang Shuiyuan's foundation in Chinese studies is good, but he is better at biology! He has won the first prize in the National Biology Olympics. You can't waste a member of the Chinese Academy of Sciences who may make outstanding contributions to all mankind in the future just because he can recite some ancient books!"

"You-!" If it weren't for the insulting politeness with the little girl, He Yuanyu had already sniffed at Qiao Yinuo. Finally, he calmed down and said to Qiao Yinuo kindly: "Miss, he can not memorize "any" ancient books, but he can memorize a lot, a lot! Without deducting the "Thirteen Classics", there are more than 3,000 volumes of "Twenty-Four Histories" alone, and there are more than 40 million words. Do you know what the concept is? Even if you read 100,000 words a day, you have to read it for a whole year to barely finish it! And this is just reading!"

"So what? Just like the novel, those are very good, but I don't like it!" Qiao Yinuo jumped to Jiang Shuiyuan and pulled him and said, "Come on, tell them, do you like to dissect the white mice than to read Tang poetry and Song lyrics, and like to play with base pairs than to study "Records of the Grand Historian" and "Book of Han"?"

Jiang Shuiyuan did not act as her accomplice: "Actually, I prefer Green's formula and Pasceval's theorem."

Liu Seqing laughed loudly, and after laughing, she said to Jiang Shuiyuan: "In the future, when you go to Jingshi University, no matter what major you study, you are welcome to come to our Chinese Academy of Sciences to attend classes. You are not too good to be able to do it! It is said that literature, history and philosophy are the sunset industry, and the older you get, the more popular it is, while science and engineering is the youthful life. You can do science and engineering before you are fifty, strive to get the title of academician, and then go back to study Chinese studies, and just like me, they are just cheating and making a living."

Qiao Yinuo said: "Grandpa Liu is not cheating! Grandpa Liu has real knowledge and great knowledge."

The people around him also echoed: "Old Liu is the Beidou of Mount Tai in the academic world. His knowledge is so great, profound, and knowledge are the most advanced. If this can be denied, then wouldn't we all be guilty of the great sins and deaths?

"Haha, it's right, if Mr. Liu makes a living, we will rob with a knife!"

"Old Liu, you can't be too modest. If you are modest, our academic community will become a society!"

Liu Seqing shook her head: "This is not modesty. I admit that I have studied some problems and written something in the past few decades, but I have no idea how valuable these things are and whether they are worth keeping. It is like Shen Du and Shen Quan in the history of calligraphy who enjoyed a great reputation at that time, but later generations were silent. So the older I grew up, the more I felt that I used to write books for rice and grove, and there was no work that could really be hidden in famous mountains and passed on to other people!"

Qiao Yinuo asked Jiang Shuiyuan in a low voice: "Who are the two people Grandpa Liu said?"

Jiang Shuiyuan replied: "The Shen Du he mentioned was a calligrapher of the Ming Dynasty. His calligraphy was graceful and elegant and graceful. He was called the 'Taige Style'. It had a great influence at that time. Chengzu of the Ming Dynasty praised it as 'Xizhi in our dynasty'. Shen Quan was a calligrapher of the Qing Dynasty. His calligraphy was highly appreciated by Emperor Kangxi. He was famous all over the world at that time and was considered to be comparable to Zhao Mengfu of the Yuan Dynasty and Dong Qichang of the Ming Dynasty. Later, neither of them seemed to be very famous, and many people had never heard of it."

"I haven't heard of it anyway." Qiao Yinuo asked curiously: "How come you, a person who writes terrible words, knows so much about the history of calligraphy?"

Jiang Shuiyuan's face turned dark: "How do you know that my handwriting is not good-looking?"

Qiao Yinuo smiled like a husky who was having fun: "Who doesn't know that little bit of your dark history?"

Then Liu Seqing continued, "This is not because I, Liu, is that the younger generation of the Yangtze River pushes the former generation, and it is inevitable that the new generation in the world will surpass the old generation. Just like Jiang Xiaoyou, who can recite the thirteen classics before he graduated from high school and the twenty-four histories, will be far better than me, the old man. As long as he is interested in studying Chinese studies, his achievements will definitely not be inferior to Liu in time!"

Qiao Yinuo quickly comforted: "I can't say how successful Jiang Shuiyuan will be in the future. But at least there is one thing, he will definitely not surpass you, Grandpa Liu!"

"oh?"

"That's calligraphy. According to my grandfather, his handwriting is not much better than that of elementary school students who just know how to write." Qiao Yinuo looked at Jiang Shuiyuan, who had completely turned black, with a provocative look: "If you don't agree, just write a few in front of everyone!"

"Then I'll not be ugly anymore." Jiang Shuiyuan still understood the truth about hiding his shortcomings. As he said that, he raised his wrist to look at the time: "Old Liu, gentlemen, I'll have an exam later at six o'clock. It's already five at twenty, and I want to take the leave first. Please forgive me if you have any rudeness!"

Liu Seqing stood up and said kindly: "You're welcome, please give me your care. I just hope that you can write that article about glass when you have time and often come to the National Academy to listen to classes in the future."

Jiang Shuiyuan pursed his lips: "Okay, I'll try my best."
Chapter completed!