Chapter 542 Master Tenzin

Knowing that his godmother was a local official, Fu Xia was taken seriously by this cold humor, and she quickly waved her hand to deny that there was no such thing, saying that she was just a student and could not reach such a high level.

On the contrary, it made Zhou Zhi and his godmother even more amused.

However, there are foreign students, especially students from universities like Oxford, who come to study at Shu University. My godmother is still very proud of her alma mater.

Then the two of them chatted about yesterday's simple situation on the way. The godmother's reporting work went very smoothly, and several major cultural and educational events in the county were commended.

After the vehicle entered the campus, Zhou Zhi said to Xia: "You are from the history department. Do you know where your department's conference room is?"

"I know, I'm here to show you the way." Fu Xia sat in the back seat between Mr. Qiao and Jiang Shuyi, feeling very happy that she could actually become a guide for the Chinese.

The History Department of Shu University is the earliest department established in the school, and its predecessor can even be traced back to Zunjing Academy founded in 1875.

The current history department includes several majors: history, archaeology, cultural relics and museology, Chinese history, world history, and ethnology.

Gu Zhenduo was chatting with people in front of the blue brick building. When he saw the car with the Jiachuan license plate approaching, he said "here he comes" to the people next to him and led the two of them over.

"Master!" Zhou Zhi waved to Gu Zhenduo in the car: "Are you back from the capital?"

"Master." The godmother quickly got out of the car to say hello to Gu Zhenduo, and then waved to the car: "Qiao Mu, get out of the car quickly and say hello to Master!"

"Di Hua!" Gu Zhenduo was very happy to see his godmother: "When I came back yesterday, I heard from my father that you came with your elbow and the boy. Why is this child so tall? He's already over 1.8 meters, right?"

"Hello, Master." Wu Qiaomu obediently stepped forward and bowed.

"I heard from Zhu Zi that you were admitted to the Northern Qing Dynasty, so I didn't send you the information about the various departments in our school. If I had known that you had chosen SHU, you might as well have stayed at our Shu University!" Gu Zhenduo patted Wu Qiaomu.

Chest: "This body is awesome. Is it really on the admission list of Qingbei?"

"You're really good, but not by much. You won't be able to get into the English Department of Peking University." Wu Qiaomu said with a smile.

"It doesn't matter." Gu Zhenduo encouraged: "There are still graduate students and doctoral students who can take the exam! For you children in Jiachuan, the key is to take the first step and step out! As long as you take the first step, the road ahead will be easy.

Got it!"

"Thank you, Master, for your teaching."

"Let me introduce you to you." Gu Zhenduo then said: "This is the chairman of our history department, Jiang Tianxi, and the dean, and this is Professor Denzin, majoring in Tibetan cultural studies."

(The introduction of the two has been blocked, so 500 words are omitted here)

"Professor Denzen once worked as an exchange scholar and visiting professor in London for ten years." Gu Zhenduo knew what Zhou Zhi was thinking and explained to him specifically.

This made Zhou Zhi even more confused. The country did not open up until more than eight years ago. It was calculated that this great monk would not have the opportunity to go abroad to become a professor in ten years. He had just returned.

Then it must be pushed forward.

So the question is, pushing forward, how many years will it take to have a chance?

The key is that you have to have a chance to come back after you go, so...

He clasped his hands together again: "Don't you dare to ask, Master, will you live longer this year?"

"Professor Denzin is a Buddhist genius." Gu Zhenduo said with a smile: "I mastered the Tripitaka when I was twenty years old. I went to London in 1939 and worked as a professor in the UK. That was before the founding of the country."

Thinking of the timing of this return to China, Zhou Zhi was immediately in awe. Calculating his age at thirty-nine years and twenty years, he was already an "old monk" in his seventies.

But looking at the tendons on his body, even Zhou Zhi would believe him if he said he was in his forties or fifties.

"I like to play basketball." Master Tenzin smiled and said, "You can have a strong body by exercising regularly. What sports do children like?"

Zhou Zhi felt that he fell in love with this scholar-type religious figure right away. He could speak foreign languages ​​​​and play basketball.

Let’s play football.”

"I play badminton." Wu Qiaomu was also very interested in this monk, and self-consciously announcing his hobby was not in line with this guy's aloof temperament.

"Let's go, there are still many things to do, so don't talk at the door." Jiang Tianxi said, "Let's go to the conference room to chat."

"By the way, Master, why do you call Fu Xia Little Bell?"

"Oh, Fuxia means FUCHSIA in English. It is a kind of flower, which is the crab claw orchid. In Sichuan, it is called 'upside down golden bell'. Isn't the small golden bell just a bell?" Danzeng said with a smile.

This word was so uncommon that even Zhou Zhi didn't know it. He couldn't help but admire Denzin's knowledge even more and said with a smile: "This nickname is really good."

Danzin knew that Zhou Zhi was trying to gain a chance for Fu Xia, so he smiled and said, "Little Lingdang, you can come too."

"Hey!" Fu Xia had long wanted to follow, but she was a little frightened by her mysterious monk mentor and didn't dare to make random requests. Now she is happy.
Chapter completed!