"My idea is this," Zhou Zhi continued: "Since the information for analyzing the phonology of "Guofeng", "Xiaoya", and "Song of Lu" has been found in Master Zeng's posthumous manuscripts, then as a more important "

"Zhou Song" and "Daya" should also exist among them, but they have not been excavated and sorted out by us."

"I have put some thought into it." Gu Youwen smiled and walked into the study to get a piece of information: "Look, I found a part here about "Chen Gong", "Qian", and "Qing Temple"."

"Really?" Zhou Zhi was surprised and happy.

"Well, there is also an analysis of "Xuanniao"." Gu Youwen said with a smile: "These are my findings during this vacation, which shows that your idea is correct. For us exegetical scholars, "The Book of Songs" Fengya Ode III

Among the parts, "Ode" was mostly inherited from the Shang Dynasty's ritual songs, music and dances, but was lost to the 'ancient'; while 'Wind' was collected from the Fifteen Kingdoms, but was lost to the 'customs'."

"Daya" and "Xiaoya" are poems composed by the Zhou royal family and nobles at that time using the pronunciation of Wang Ji's Yayan. Confucius believed that they are the most correct and are also very important materials and evidence for our study of phonology, so they are not

It may not be mentioned by your great master."

"But my energy is limited now, how about we change jobs?"

"Grandpa Shi, what do you mean?"

"How about we change jobs, you do the editing, and I do the proofreading?"

"Ah this..." Zhou Zhi suddenly felt a lot of pressure, but Grandpa Shi is already 90 years old this year. He said he was not energetic enough and asked you to come. How dare you give up?

Moreover, the editing and other things were just said in a nice way, and it was made clear that he was going to be a supervisor, the kind who would whip the donkey behind with a whip.

"Grandpa Shi is not afraid that I am not good enough." Zhou Zhi had no choice but to grit his teeth and agreed: "But I'm afraid I need some tools. Just relying on paper and pen is too inefficient. Oh, by the way, Director Mai and Professor Li have radical recognition tools.

How is the system doing?"

"I don't know about this. I haven't gone downstairs during this time." Seeing that Zhou Zhi agreed to his request, Gu Youwen was already satisfied. He picked up the manuscript he had edited and read it: "Go cook and get something delicious.

Yes, let me see how your level is now..."

Next, Zhou Zhi was cooking in the kitchen. Gu Youwen moved a chair to the door of the kitchen and read the manuscript with his reading glasses. When he had any questions, he asked Zhou Zhi who was busy cooking, just like the thesis defense.

, and he is not afraid of being careful and distracted at all.

The two men were also discussing during the meal. After the meal, the two of them cleared the dining table and officially set up the battlefield to start the discussion.

The conversation lasted until four or five o'clock in the afternoon, until Gu Kailai called, interrupting the two of them.

On the phone, Gu Kailai asked anxiously: "Grandpa, is your elbow there?"

"Yes." Gu Youwen said: "We are discussing the phonology of "Panshui"..."

"Hey, what are you still discussing? Ask him to report to the department as soon as possible!"

Gu Youwen then asked Zhou Zhi, a bit like a child who had done something wrong: "It seems...you said you didn't go to the department and came to see me first, huh?"

"Oh, that's terrible!" Zhou Zhi then remembered: "Grandpa, I have to go report to the department!"

"Hahaha, come on, come on, I'm waiting for you in the department." Gu Youwen waved his hand: "Anyway, we have arrived at school now, and we have plenty of time to chat."

When Zhou Zhi rushed to Gu Kailai's office in a hurry, Gu Kailai rolled his eyes and said, "What happened? I'm going to criticize you for being unorganized and undisciplined, and the pager can't get through."

"Yes, yes, the pager is out of power, it's all my fault..." Zhou Zhi was also complaining in his heart, if it weren't for the old man, how could I have delayed it until now?

"Let's go, I'll take you to report." Gu Kailai stood up.

"Ah, don't!" Zhou Zhi quickly waved his hand: "I can just go by myself. I see there is a senior receptionist at the door..."

If the head of the department reports this to the new students, if they are seen by the students, they will be designated for isolation in the future.

Gu Kailai thought the same thing and couldn't help but laugh: "Then go quickly."

The report was actually very simple, just bring your ID card. When Zhou Zhi arrived at the reception desk, the senior in charge of greeting him was stunned: "Uh, classmate, don't you have any luggage with you?"

"Ah, my luggage... is at a relative's place." Zhou Zhi said, "It's not far. I can move it in time."

"Show me your ID card there, register it, and get a copy of the precautions for the start of school." said the senior.

Zhou Zhi obediently handed over his ID card.

"Zhou Zhi..." The senior took a list and looked it up: "Here, take these information. This is your dormitory number plate. Keep it safe and go to the dormitory manager to change the key."

After speaking, he pointed at a tricycle: "You are from the 23rd building. You will follow them soon."

At this time, a girl in charge of registration touched the senior and said, "Senior, he is thoughtful."

"Ah, what's wrong?"

"This year's liberal arts champion is the kind who can go to Qingbei without extra points." The senior's eyes were a little bright, and she was too lazy to explain to the senior. She stood up with a smile and stretched out her hand: "Hello Zhou Zhi, welcome.

Come to our Chinese Department.”

"Um, hello, senior." Zhou Zhi was so frightened that he hurriedly chased the tricycle: "Goodbye, senior, I'll go find the dormitory with them..."

"Hey, don't run away! Let's get to know each other first..." The senior sister was still shouting from behind.

Zhou Zhi ran faster when he heard it.

…

"Classmate, are you from Building 23?" The tricycle was piled with luggage, and a senior was pedaling it. There were several classmates following around the tricycle. Some were helping to push the cart, and some were still carrying luggage that couldn't be stacked on the tricycle.

While packing the luggage, a tall classmate with a crew cut spoke nice Mandarin: "I just heard from the senior that you are from Building 23?"

"Yes, room 405 in Building 23."

"Then we are roommates!" The tall man was very happy when he heard this: "I am also from 40 to 50 years old. I heard that the people in our room are all Chinese majors. Are you also a Chinese major?"

"Yes, Class 1, majoring in Classical Literature, my name is Zhou Zhi."

"Me too, my name is Xu Gang!" The tall man stretched out his hand to shake his hand: "I'm from Urumqi, how about you?"

"I live in a county below Manzhou, called Jiachuan." Zhou Zhi smiled and stretched out his hand, finding that this man was quite strong: "Your nose is so straight, are you from a minority ethnic group?"

"I would like to," Xu Gang said, "But my dad won't let me, otherwise I can still get some extra points."

"What do you mean?"

"My grandmother is Uzbek, and my mother said she could change me to a minority ethnic group, but my father refused and still classified me as Han."

When Zhou Zhi said this, he understood: "I don't believe them when they say mixed-race people are beautiful, but when I see you, I start to believe it. Those who grew up eating beef and mutton are taller..."

"That's not true. We also have short people there..."

"Oh, by the way, let me ask you something. What is the price of Hetian jade now?"

"Shouldn't I ask about cantaloupe and grapes? I didn't bring Hetian jade..."

"What do you mean? You mean you brought cantaloupe and grapes?"

"It's a specialty of our autonomous region! Why are you so embarrassed not to bring it when you come to Shuzhong to study?"
Chapter completed!