"I heard that there is a big beauty coming to the girls' dormitory." Liu Quan looked like he was asking questions: "She has big eyes. Do you think all people from Jiachuan have big eyes like this?"

To be honest, when Zhou Zhi left Jiachuan and arrived at the university dormitory in his last life, his first question was why the eyes of outsiders were a bit small.

Especially for students from Shaanxi and Gansu, most of them have eyes like Wei Fei's. The proportion of students with big eyes is obviously much smaller than that from their hometown.

"Observe carefully, Liu Quan, you are also a liberal arts major, right?" Zhou Zhi pulled him to sit down: "The girl's name is Jiang Shuyi, we will see you tomorrow. You are well informed and can introduce the situation at work to Passepartout and me.

Bar."

"I'm good at this... let alone the second year of high school, I can introduce you to the entire three grades of high school." Liu Quan said with a smile.

Those who can study here are basically very powerful people. For example, the group of people chatting, spanking, and eating lychees now are probably the future writers, musicians, and academicians of the Chinese Academy of Sciences.

But now everyone's topic is still inseparable from campus life, because the school's accommodation is crowded and the food is mediocre.

To be honest, the food at No. 4 Middle School is much better than that at Jiachuan Middle School. Almost every meal at Jiachuan Middle School consists of one meat and two vegetables plus free pickle soup, which directly saves you the trouble of choosing. The dishes here are much richer.

It happened that a group of girls from Jiang Shuyi's side also came to prepare meals. After the meal, Zhou Zhi asked her to come over, so the girls in the same dormitory as Jiang Shuyi also came, which in turn flattered the boys in the first and second bedrooms.

What the boys are interested in is Jiang Shuyi, while what the girls are interested in is naturally Zhou Zhi.

Jiang Shuyi inherited her mother's deep eyes and her father's straight nose. Her appearance is a bit "foreign", but her temperament is very "classical". The two styles merge into one, forming a mysterious beauty that is very

Attractive.

Even if she simply wears a ponytail and wears the somewhat baggy uniform of No. 4 Middle School, she still attracts the attention of many boys.

Facing that kind of gaze, Jiang Shuyi was obviously a little nervous and scared. She lowered her head and fiddled with the spoon. That look was more likely to arouse the boys' protective desire.

Zhou Zhi has another look. No. 4 Middle School has requirements for hairstyles for both boys and girls. Zhou Zhi's hair is obviously longer, reaching past his eyebrows. He is unique among the crowd.

Coupled with years of training in classical Chinese, he also has an elegant temperament.

Moreover, Zhou Zhi is not as "conventional" as many boys on campus who study a lot. On the contrary, the more he reads, the more "transparent" he becomes. His eyes are very flexible and his words are quite funny.

After a few words, the girl who shared the same dormitory with Jiang Shuyi had a pretty good impression of him.

I guess Jiang Shuyi also boasted about Zhou Zhi in the dormitory. What the girls are most interested in now is Zhou Zhi's status as a member of the Provincial Writers Association, hoping to find out the inside story of interviews in the literary world and TV stations.

How did Zhou Zhi know that even the membership card of the Writers Association was obtained by his godfather, but he could say a few words in the interview.

In fact, most people have never seen that interview, but knowing that Zhou Zhi knew Chi Xueli, everyone thought it was already remarkable.

Several people in the same dormitory didn't know until now that Zhou Zhi had been interviewed by Sichuan TV station, and they couldn't help but look at him with admiration.

On the second day, there was a flag-raising ceremony and an opening ceremony. The routine of No. 4 Middle School was similar to that of Jiachuan Middle School. Ten friends from Jiachuan Middle School were also invited by the principal to come on stage to show their faces and get to know everyone.

The ten friends were assigned to three classes, Zhou Zhi, Zhang Lu, and Jiang Shuyi, which was naturally the liberal arts class.

Zhou Zhi and Jiang Shuyi were seated at the same table again, and Zhang Lu was assigned to a girl named Xu Hui.

Then Zhou Zhi learned that Jiang Shuyi had promised Xu Hui to join the Classical Literature Club, which is also commonly known as the Poetry Club among classmates.

In fact, this is also Jiang Shuyi's little thought. She is not good at classical literature, but Zhou Zhi is good at it. She agreed to Xu Hui because she is a fan of Zhou Zhi.

However... wherever there are people, there are rivers and lakes.

In the afternoon of the same day, the three-person liberal arts group received a notice to attend an event at the Classical Literature Club.

Zhou Zhi didn't take it seriously at first, but when he arrived at the activity room, he realized that things might not be what he thought.

Because Xu Hui and Liu Yucai are roommates of Jiang Shuyi and Zhou Zhi, they are more enthusiastic towards their friends. However, other than them, the other members are relatively indifferent to Zhou Zhi and the other three.

There is also a teacher in the activity room, sitting at the top, while the students from the Classical Literature Club of No. 4 Middle School are sitting on one side, leaving three empty seats on the other side.

This is not the rhythm of welcoming new members at all, but the rhythm of trying to compete.

There are also three people in the front row over there. According to Liu Yucai, the handsome guy in the middle is Zhang Weiran, the president of the Classical Literature Society. On both sides are two directors, Liu Hongtao and Ma Xiangdong.

Zhang Weiran's eyes became a little stiff when he saw Jiang Shuyi. Liu Hongtao next to him touched him and he woke up: "The Classical Literature Club is the oldest club in our school and has produced many writers and poets.

, has always been the club with the most students signing up in our school. There are a lot of people signing up this semester, and several students from Jiachuan also want to join, which makes us very happy..."

Zhou Zhi frowned slightly, why did this man sound like a bureaucracy when he spoke?

Zhang Weiran continued: "...but when there are more people, the good and the bad are mixed. The students from Jiachuan only study for one month, and they have to squeeze out the places of other students. This is a bit unfair..."

Zhou Zhi directly raised his hand to interrupt: "The Master said, 'There is no distinction between teachings.'

Quota?"

Zhang Weiran smiled slightly: "Because every club will have the support of the school, and such support is limited. Therefore, clubs with a large number of people need to be selective. There is no way."

"For example, the pen and ink rice paper used in this event were purchased with funds provided by the school. A great man once said, 'Without investigation and research, there is no right to speak.' Has Mr. Zhou Zhi understood the mechanism of the operation of our school club? If he has not understood it in advance, then

No need for suggestions."

"Well, the president is right, it's me, Meng Lang." Zhou Zhi said.

"So I invited Mr. Li as the judge this time to review the membership qualifications of Jia Chuan students." Zhang Weiran said with a smile: "This is not for students from Jia Chuan, it is just a pilot. If the method is feasible, we will do it in the future.

Become the norm of the Classical Literature Society.”

Zhou Zhi said: "That's okay, but there are only three of us classmates from Jiachuan. As a group, we should advance together and retreat together. I want to explain this first."

Zhang Weiran's smile turned into a sneer: "Have you asked your classmates for their opinions? Isn't it bad to make your own decisions like this?"

Zhang Lu smiled on the side: "Hello, teacher, hello classmates, I am relatively familiar with the four major classics, and I can be considered a semi-classical literature lover, but... I am studying with classmate Zhou Zhi, and it is actually the same.

."

This makes it clear that the level of the Classical Literature Club of No. 4 Middle School may not be higher than that of Zhou Zhi.

Zhang Weiran's obvious hostility towards Zhou Zhi made Jiang Shuyi very disgusted. She just lowered her eyes and said: "Before setting off from Jiachuan, our principal Zhao made this statement to help each other and advance and retreat together."

"Yesterday Huihui invited us to join the Classical Literature Club. I thought it was the same as our school's interest group, so I agreed first."

"After Zhou Zhi and Zhang Lu learned about it, they followed us out of the principle of advancing together and retreating together. If we had known this was the case, we would have gone to the Modern Literature Society."

"I didn't do this well. I should have listened to Zhou Zhi first."

Jiang Shuyi's words caused a buzz, which made it clear that he did not give face to the Classical Literature Society.

Zhou Zhi also didn't expect that Jiang Shuyi, who had always been gentle and reserved, would now dare to speak out suddenly and challenge an entire group.

Zhang Lu's words didn't make Zhang Weiran take it to heart, but Jiang Shuyi's words, especially the last sentence, directly hit Zhang Weiran's sensitive nerves.

He was also a very outstanding person in the Fourth Middle School, and he was very proud. In his own opinion, he was called "characterful and graceful". His style of being a literary youth in the Second Middle School was indeed quite popular with female classmates.

This was the first time that a girl treated him like nothing, and he was even looked down upon by the Classical Literature Club.

Moreover, this girl seemed to be almost completely dependent on Zhou Zhi and obeyed her words. This made Zhang Weiran feel that she had been greatly hurt inexplicably.

The breath in my heart began to feel uneven.

Just as he was about to retort, the teacher on the stage known as "Mr. Li" said: "Of course we welcome the three Jiachuan students to come to our Classical Literature Club. As a teacher, I think Zhou Zhi's

There is some truth to the saying, after all, interest is the best teacher."

"But I will not interfere with the operation of the club, let alone judge the rules of the club. That is a matter for the school management committee at the end of the semester. I am just cooperating now."

Jiang Shuyi still wanted to speak, but Zhou Zhi gently tugged her sleeve: "Yes, since we have decided to join, we should also cooperate."

This little move made Zhang Weiran's eyes burst into flames, and he finally pressed it.

What insight can a little girl from a small county have? He doesn’t believe that Zhou Zhi can surpass him. The more you obey him now, the more you will admire me when you are embarrassed.

Thinking of this, he no longer cared about the offense, turned around and said to Mr. Li: "Mr. Li, please give me a proposition."

Mr. Li smiled slightly: "You can memorize "The Drunkard's Pavilion", right? Ma Xiangdong, you memorize the first paragraph first."

A classmate next to Zhang Weiran stood up: "There are mountains all around Chuzhou. The peaks in the southwest and the forest valleys are particularly beautiful. The one who looks awe-inspiring but deep is Langya..."

"Okay, not bad, my classmate from Jiachuan... Shu Yi, come to the second paragraph."

Jiang Shuyi didn't expect that the assessment was so simple, so she stood up: "If the sun rises and the forest falls, and the clouds return and the cave becomes dark, the darkness changes, and the morning and evening in the mountains are also..."

There are four paragraphs in "The Drunkard's Pavilion", which is a must-memorize chapter for every middle school student. Next, Mr. Li asked Liu Hongtao and Zhang Lu, another director of the Classical Literature Society, to memorize one paragraph each, and they both memorized it very well.
Chapter completed!