100 Ways to Get the Male God

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"This classmate."

The old professor said kindly, "Can you come to my office to talk? You seem to know Mr. Xu very well. We are still in the research stage about the handwriting of the Buddhist temple you mentioned. If you are interested, you can come and contact us."

Xu Shen squinted slightly, his expression was a little indifferent, and he did not show any interest.

Yu Chu thought he would refuse. After all, he is the one who studies history. Of course, he knows himself very well, and he does not need to contact him through any research...

But unexpectedly, Xu Shen nodded and said politely, "Please lead the way."

The old professor could not help but look at him again.

This student, young, looks only twenty-two or three years old, and should still be in the stage of graduate school.

But surprisingly quiet.

Just now he mentioned the handwriting created by Mr. Xu, which surprised the old professor. Because the manuscripts have only recently been found from some Buddhist temples, and they are still in the research stage, only a few domestic scholars know about them.

When we got to the office, the old professor said, "There are some things for you to see. Come with me to the study inside."

Xu Shen nodded slightly and looked back at the girl with a warm look, "Wait for me for a while, and come back soon."

Yu Chu nodded.

The old professor was fed dog food at a young age, so he had to shake his head and lead people to the study.

Yu Chu waited alone in the office outside.

After about ten minutes, the two went out, Xu Shen still looked calm and indifferent, but the old professor's face was a little surprised, and he kept looking at him.

"Let's go." The young man held Yu Chu, "I made you wait for a long time. I'll cook for you at noon today."

Yu Chu only glanced at the old professor, and was then taken away by Mr. Xu. After leaving the institute, she couldn't help but look up and ask, "What did he ask you to do?"

Xu Shen smiled slightly: "There are research institutes in China, and he invited me to participate in research there."

Yu Chu was suddenly surprised.

Those research institutes in the historical world, in the memory of the original owner, the people in them are all old scholars, and scholars with less seniority can't get in at all.

"Why did he suddenly invite you?" Yu Chu asked strangely. Although Mr. Xu was from a thousand years ago, it was too unnatural to invite him to the research institute when he met him.

Xu Shen hooked his lips: "As for my handwriting, of course I know best, so it's not surprising to invite me."

Yu Chu nodded ignorantly.

Thinking of the experience in class just now, she suddenly asked again, "How do you know what your girlfriend means?"

Xu Shen glanced sideways, flat and unwavering, and raised the corners of his thin lips: "I saw it on the TV."

He said, raising his beautiful browbones, and frowning his delicate pale eyebrows: "Is that called a TV?"

Yu Chu nodded: "Yes..."

She looked at each other, really surprised, she pursed her lips and sighed sincerely: "You are too powerful."

Since thousands of years ago, he has always been calm, and he has never been surprised by modern things.

Not only can it be accepted, it can be used without any obstacles, and it can even draw inferences from one case.

No wonder he left an indelible mark in history at the age of twenty-three.

It is still respected to this day.

The name Xu Shen has become a legend.

Xu Shen didn't react to her praise and exclamation, just smiled and held her hand.

He asked, "What do you want to ask me?"

Yu Chu didn't know why: "Ask what?"

"It happened a thousand years ago." The other party raised his eyebrows, his voice unhurried.