My Identity As A Schoolmaster Has Been Exposed

Wu Liubai, "Xu Cong, it is like this. There will be an open summary meeting for the media."

Xu Cong, "I think I, I still don't participate." The attitude is very clear.

Wu Liubai and Zhao Gensheng looked at each other. Why is this little guy different from ordinary people?

Zhao Gensheng communicated with Wu Liubai privately.

"Is it because of leaving home for the first time?"

"possible!"

"Anyway, I have come, so try to meet his requirements. If you can come, it will already give me a lot of face for this old man!"

"Teacher, you are too modest to say that many big people with good looks want to give you this face, and you don't give others a chance!"

"You kid, how can you learn to be slick."

"Go, hurry up and take Xu Cong to have something to eat." When I come to the capital, the famous roast duck is my first choice! The taste is truly amazing!

Xu Cong was very happy to eat here.

"And this donkey rolling, you can try it too, and then try some famous snacks."

Xu Cong, "Professor Wu, do you come here often?"

Wu Liubai said, "No, I mainly came to the revision meeting several times, so I understand it all."

"Furthermore, even if I haven't been here before, for you, I have to take a good look at the strategy!"

Xu Cong, "Thank you!" I had a very happy meal.

Xu Cong wanted to pay the bill, but Wu Liubai took the lead. "You a student, what do you spend! I'll come and I'll come!"

Xu Cong, "I am..."

He originally wanted to say that the school provided money, but was interrupted by Zhao Gensheng's words, "Xu Cong, you can save it! Listen to Professor Wu."

Xu Cong shrugged, "Okay..."

Eat and drink well before I go to the place where I live, the Capital Hotel. The standard room costs 700 to 800 per night, and the suite costs nearly 2,000.

Zhao Gensheng, "Here."

Xu Cong looked around and asked, "The location is really good. Is it in the city center?"

Zhao Gensheng nodded, "Adjacent to the former Imperial Palace and Forbidden City, you can stroll to Tiananmen Square, the Great Hall of the People, the National Grand Theater and other historical and cultural attractions in a five-minute stroll, and the bustling Wangfujing Commercial Street is within easy reach."

Xu Cong was a little confused, he had checked the map before. "Isn't that far from Peking University?"

Zhao Gensheng, "This is a unified arrangement. Don't worry, even if it is far away, there will be a driver like me!"

"In the capital, traffic jams are for sure, we will leave a little bit early."

The driver didn't think it was a problem, so why bother with him? Just after a short break, someone knocked on the door.

"Boom!"

Zhao Gensheng went to open the door, "Academician Qian, you are here!" Academician Qian?

An academician of the Academy! Xu Cong got up.

The old academician's hair is also gray, and the glasses he wears are very thick and thick. Just one glance gives people a very refined and learned feeling.

"Old money! You're here! Come on, let me introduce you, this is Xu Cong!"

The two met with courtesy and thoughtfulness, "My dear Qian Yuejiang!", as they said, they walked up to shake hands with Xu Cong.

Xu Cong didn't bother, "Xu Cong."

Qian Yuejiang, "Old Wu praised you to heaven! Student Xu Cong!"

Xu Cong, "Don’t you believe it, so come and meet me in person for a while

Qian Yuejiang's eyes lit up.

Hey!

The newborn calf was not afraid of tigers and was not even stage fright. The three of them sat down and Zhao Gensheng went to make tea.

Wu Liubai kept smiling, while Qian Yuejiang looked up and down.

Before he saw Xu Cong, he had thought about the various images of Xu Cong, but he still had some discrepancies with reality.

I am taller than he thought, handsome, bold, unpretentious, uncomfortable, and very calm.

But this is not the most critical thing. The key is whether he has the ability to pass the review of the revision group. As a member of the revision group, Qian Yuejiang will take the lead.

Each revision team must have a review and assessment for newly added personnel. This is a standard, and it is not recommended by someone.

Qian Yuejiang, "Old Wu said that you have a good understanding of the past, and he said that he is not as good as he is. I can't sit still and can't wait to see you, a very careful master!"

The comer is not good, this is the test!

Xu Cong saw it thoroughly, he sighed, "Okay, don't be polite, come on.

Qian Yuejiang raised his head and laughed, "Good boy! No fear! Okay! Then let's have a chat."

They are all straight to the point, and they don't make a roundabout.

This afternoon, Qian Yuejiang and Xu Cong were chatting happily while drinking tea.

Wu Liubai didn't interrupt, he seemed to be enjoying a game of Go, watching chess without talking about a true gentleman!

Of course, Wu Liubai is very pleased to see that Xu Cong has the upper hand.

—In the beginning, Qian Yuejiang's problems were very tricky and aggressive, but they were all resolved by Xu Cong.

Xu Cong was calm. "Basically, the more classic, the more subtle the use of words, and the deeper and wider the scope of coverage, the more serious this situation is."

"The Analects is better. In the Spring and Autumn Scriptures and the Tao Te Ching, that's the hardest hit area."

"The literal meaning is not very controversial, but the inner meaning is very different, and each has its own meaning. In the final analysis, there are few words and the context is not clear."

"Like many oracle bone inscriptions, there is no context, and the interpretation of the meaning of the word is controversial, let alone the meaning."

Qian Yuejiang couldn't help it anymore, showing a heartfelt smile, and praised one after another: "Good! Good! Good!"

I don't know that this is a common feature of the elderly. Whenever they encounter a sound that resonates with them, they will pat their thighs when they are happy.

Qian Yuejiang, "Since I'm talking about this, then I want to ask student Xu Cong."

Xu Cong, "But it doesn't matter."

Qian Yuejiang brought paper and pen and wrote: "Chishang"

(Tang) Bai Juyi

The little baby supported the boat and secretly picked the white lotus back.

Without clearing the hidden traces, the duckweed opened together.

Qian Yuejiang, "It's a very simple poem, but many people will confuse the pronunciation of certain words here."

Xu Cong smiled and understood what Qian Yuejiang meant.

"Back to reconciliation?"

"A lot of people read hui, second tone, jie, third tone."

"Some people read huan, second tone, xie, fourth tone."

"On the Internet, there is currently no corresponding accurate answer."

Qian Yuejiang nodded, "It's true, student Xu Cong, it's you, how do you interpret this poem."

Wu Liubai changed his face on the spot, without a smile. He wanted to say something, but he couldn't interrupt.

"Hiss..." He could only take a cold breath. This question has a lot of traps. If you are not careful, Xu Cong will fall into it. He is in a hurry!

Qian Yuejiang is also very confident about the question he asked.

Xu Cong responded frankly, "Hui and Kai are the rhymes of the two characters. It can be seen that Hui should be the same as Kaizi Mica, both are ai."

Qian Yuejiang smiled more intensely, Wu Liubai's face turned pale, oh, he fell into the pit, Xu Cong, you...

Wu Liubai's heart tightened, but Xu Cong didn't finish what he said. He continued: "In fact, Hui is pronounced "Huai" in Tang poetry. This is the ancient pronunciation, and the sound of Hou Ai has changed."

"If it's not on the rhyme, it's usually the current pronunciation."

"There seems to be no hard and fast rules for the characters on the rhyme. Both ancient and golden accents can be used..."

Wu Liubai breathed a sigh of relief, but was still uneasy, because Xu Cong explained that it was ambiguous.

Looking at Qian Yuejiang, he still had a strong smile, as if hiding a knife in his smile, Qian Yuejiang smiled and said, "Anything else?"

Naturally!

I haven't finished it yet!

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