Riding the wind of rebirth

Chapter 122 Classical Literature Society

"I heard that there is a big beauty in the girls' dormitory." Liu Quan looked like asking, "There are big eyes. I rely on you Jiachuan people to have such big eyes?"

To be honest, when Zhou Zhi left Jiachuan in his last life and came to the university dormitory, the first question he asked was why people outside had small eyes.

Especially the students from Shanxi and Gansu, most of them have Wei Fei's eyes, and the proportion of students with big eyes is obviously much less than that of their hometown.

"Observe carefully, Liu Quan, you are also a liberal arts student, right?" Zhou Zhi pulled him to sit down: "The girl is called Jiang Shuyi, and we will see you tomorrow. You are a good news, tell Passepartout and me about the situation at get off work. Bar."

"I'm good at this... let alone the sophomore year, I can introduce you to the whole three grades of high school." Liu Quan laughed.

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

But now everyone's topic is still inseparable from campus life, and they express their dissatisfaction for the crowded dormitory and mediocre food in the school.

In fact, to be honest, the food in No. [-] Middle School is much better than that in Jiachuan Middle School. Every meal in Jiachuan Middle School is almost one meat and two vegetables plus free pickled vegetable soup, which directly saves you the trouble of choosing. The dishes here are much richer.

It happened that the group of girls from Jiang Shuyi's side also came to have dinner, and Zhou Zhi asked her to come over after the meal, so the girls who shared the same dormitory with Jiang Shuyi also came, which in turn flattered the boys in the first and second rooms.

The boys were interested in Jiang Shuyi, while the girls were naturally interested in Zhou Zhi.

Jiang Shuyi inherited her mother's deep eyes and big eyes and father's straight nose bridge. She has a "foreign style" in appearance, but her temperament is very "classical". The combination of the two styles forms a mysterious beauty, which is very attractive.

Even simply wearing a ponytail and wearing the school uniform of the No. [-] Middle School, which looks a bit loose, attracted the attention of all the boys.

Facing that gaze, Jiang Shuyi was obviously a little nervous and frightened. She lowered her head and fiddled with the spoon. That appearance was more likely to arouse the boys' desire for protection.

Zhou Zhi had another look. The No. [-] Middle School had requirements for both male and female students' hairstyles. Zhou Zhi's hair was obviously on the long side, past his eyebrows, and he was the only one in the crowd.

Coupled with years of training in ancient prose, he also has a refined temperament.

Moreover, Zhou Zhi is not as "pedantic" as many boys who read a lot on campus, but the more he reads, the more "transparent" he is, his eyes are very flexible, and his words are quite funny.

After a few words, the girl in the same dormitory as Jiang Shuyi also had a good impression of him.

It is estimated that 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. They hope to find out some inside stories about the literary world and TV interviews.

How did Zhou Zhi know that even the membership certificate of the writer's association was arranged by his godfather, but the interview can say a few words.

In fact, most people haven't seen that interview, but knowing that Zhou Zhi knows Chi Xueli, everyone thinks it's a big deal.

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

On the second day, the flag-raising ceremony and the opening ceremony were added. The routines of the Fourth Middle School were similar to those of Jiachuan Middle School. Ten students from Jiachuan Middle School were invited by the principal to show their faces and get to know everyone.

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

Zhou Zhi and Jiang Shuyi became tablemates again, and Zhang Lu and a girl named Xu Hui got together.

Only then did Zhou Zhi know that Jiang Shuyi had agreed to Xu Hui to join the classical literature club, which is commonly known as the poetry club by his classmates.

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

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

In the afternoon of the same day, the liberal arts group of three received a notice to go to the classical literature club to participate in activities.

Zhou Zhi didn't take it seriously at first, but when he got to 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 the friends, but apart from them, the rest of the members are relatively indifferent to Zhou Zhi and the other three.

There is also a teacher in the activity room, who sits at the top, and students from the Classical Literature Club of No. [-] Middle School sit 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 wanting to compare.

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

Zhang Weiran straightened his eyes when he saw Jiang Shuyi, and it was Liu Hongtao who was beside him who touched him before he woke up: "The Classical Literature Club is the club with the longest history in our school, and there have been many writers and poets in the past. , has always been the club with the most registered students in our school. There are a lot of registered students this semester, and several students from Jiachuan also want to join, which makes us very happy..."

Zhou Zhi frowned slightly, why does this man sound like a bureaucrat?

Zhang Weiran continued: "...But when there are too many people, there are good and bad. The students in Jiachuan only study abroad for a month, and they will crowd 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 class in education', the Buddha said 'the door of convenience', and Huang Lao said 'naturally'. It was originally to cultivate students' interests and hobbies, why bother to settle down on the precipice? 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 choose to join. There is no way."

"For example, the pen, ink and rice paper used in this event were purchased with the funds provided by the school. The great man said, 'If you don't do research, you don't have the right to speak'. Has Zhou Zhi learned about the operation mechanism of our school's clubs? If you don't know it in advance, then There is no need to suggest."

"Well, the president is right, I am Meng Lang." Zhou Zhi said.

"So this time, Mr. Li is invited to be the judge. It is to review the membership qualifications of Jiachuan students." Zhang Weiran said with a smile: "This is not aimed at the students from Jiachuan, but just a trial. Became the norm in the classics society."

Zhou Zhi said, "That's fine, but there are only three of us from Jiachuan. As a group, everyone 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' opinions? Isn't it good to make your own decisions?"

Zhang Lu smiled on the sidelines: "Hello teacher, hello students, I am familiar with the four major classics, and I can be regarded as half a lover of classical literature, but... I study with Zhou Zhi, and it is actually the same. .”

This is to make it clear that the level of the classical literature club of the Fourth Middle School may not be higher than that of Zhou Zhi.

Zhang Weiran's obvious hostility towards Zhou Zhi made Jiang Shuyi very disgusted. He just lowered his eyes and said, "Before we set off from Jiachuan, our Principal Zhao explained that we will 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 hobby group, so I agreed first."

"After Zhou Zhi and Zhang Lu knew about it, they came here 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 Club."

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

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

Zhou Zhi didn't expect that Jiang Shuyi, who was always gentle and introverted, would dare to speak up suddenly and challenge the whole group.

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

He is also a very good person in No. [-] Middle School, and he is very proud. In his own opinion, that is called "having a strong character and style".

This is the first time that a girl has been treated as air, and even the classical literature club has been underestimated.

Moreover, this girl seems to be almost completely dependent on Zhou Zhi and obeys her words, which makes Zhang Weiran inexplicably feel that she has been greatly hurt.

The breath in my heart began to be uneven.

Just about to retort, the teacher called "Old Li" on the stage said: "Of course we welcome the three students from Jiachuan to our Classical Literature Club. As a teacher, I think Zhou Zhi's There is some truth to the statement, 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 wanted to speak, but Zhou Zhi gently tugged at his sleeves: "Yes, since we decided to join, we should also cooperate."

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

What kind of insight can a chick in a small county have? He doesn't believe that Zhou Zhi can beat him. The more you obey him now, the more you will worship me after you lose face.

Thinking that I no longer care about offense, I turned to Mr. Li and said, "Mr. Li, please make a proposition."

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

A classmate next to Zhang Weiran stood up: "There are mountains around Chu. The peaks in the southwest, the forests and ravines are especially beautiful. Those who look at the sky but are deep and beautiful, Langya also..."

"Okay, not bad, Jiachuan's classmate... Shu Yi, come to the second paragraph."

Jiang Shuyi didn't expect the assessment to be so simple, so she also stood up: "If the sun rises and the forest blooms, the clouds return and the caves darken, and when the darkness changes, the morning and evening in the mountains..."

"Drunkard's Pavilion" has four paragraphs in total, and it was originally a must-memory chapter for every middle school student. Next, Mr. Li asked Liu Hongtao and Zhang Lu, another director of the Classical Literature Club, to memorize one paragraph each, and they both recited very well.

However, Zhou Zhi knew that things would never be so simple.

(End of this chapter)