Mist Fairy

Chapter 2 Phonetic and Notes

An alarm clock rang, and Zhang Cundao slowly woke up on the bed.He looked at the surrounding environment and finally relaxed in his heart.

He's finally home again!He also discovered that as long as he fell asleep, he would enter that dream.And as long as he 'falls asleep' in the dream, he can return to the real world.

If he had a choice, he didn't want to go back to that dream world at all!But how can people not sleep?
Besides, isn't dreaming painful?Why can he feel pain in his dream?And that strange wound...

Thinking of this, he, who was not very smart, became even more confused.

At this time, he looked at the scriptures on the table, which he copied down last night. He didn't know many words on it, let alone read them back.If he could copy it down, he also wrote it down according to the gourd painting!

He took this piece of paper, hesitated for a moment, and put it in the schoolbag beside him.If he doesn't understand, then ask someone who understands!
Although he is not smart, the school he stayed in is one of the best universities in the country!

'Zijin University' is the university he attended, and he is a freshman.And he was able to enter this university because of his status as a special student in sports. Of course, his parents also helped him. After all, both his parents are professors at Zijin University.

Because of this, he can live in the family compound instead of living in the student dormitory.

Putting on my schoolbag, I went to the cafeteria to buy a few big meat buns, and then I went to class.He doesn't have many friends in this kind of sports special enrollment, and the students here are all top students, and he can't understand the issues discussed, so it is difficult to integrate into the circle of classmates.

After listening to a few lessons that he didn't understand, Zhang Cundao finally seized the opportunity and stopped the old professor of ancient prose appreciation.

The professor's surname is Wen, and he is a master in ancient prose research.When Zhang Cundao stopped him, he adjusted his glasses and said strangely: "Student, why are you stopping me?"

Zhang Cundao showed a flattering smile and said, "Hi, professor, my father, Zhang Honghao, is a professor at the School of Geology."

Hearing this introduction, Professor Wen frowned and gave a calm 'hmm'.Zhang Cundao immediately said: "I am also a student of your ancient prose appreciation class. Now I have some ancient prose matters to ask for your help."

As soon as these words came out, Professor Wen's face became a little better.He said lightly, "What questions do you have?"

Zhang Cundao immediately took out the article he copied and handed it over, and then said: "I got an ancient text, but I can't understand it, so I want to ask the professor for advice."

When Professor Wen heard this, he immediately shook his head and said, "Students today, don't they even understand some basic ancient prose?" Worried about the students' ability to read ancient prose, he opened the paper that Zhang Cundao handed over.

"This word... tsk tsk tsk." Professor Wen shook his head when he saw the chicken feet-like word, and Zhang Cundao blushed beside him.

"Well, the Sutra of Taishang Wuwei Qingjing is still an ancient scripture, let me take a look..." Professor Wen looked at it while talking, and gradually, his brows wrinkled, and his expression changed from the original relaxed one. became dignified.

And Zhang Cundao looked at his face and said anxiously: "Professor, is this difficult?"

Professor Wen was very upset when he heard this. He is a master in this field and an authority.Where can I lose my face.He glanced at Zhang Cundao and said, "There are still some rare words in this ancient scripture. I need to find some reference books. Come with me to the office."

Zhang Cundao quickly responded, and followed the old professor to the office step by step.

Ancient prose appreciation class is not taken seriously in Zijin University, because Zijin University is famous for its science and engineering.Even so, Professor Wen also has an independent office.

The office is quite big, and there are books everywhere, so it looks a bit messy.After Professor Wen entered the office, he couldn't wait to come to the desk and began to search for various reference books.

Zhang Cundao looked left and right, then consciously picked up the professor's cup and went to fetch water for the professor.

The professor who is in the state of research is very focused. He flips through the thick tome and his own private notes. As a top expert in the industry, the value of his private notes even exceeds many reference books.

Almost an hour passed like this.The professor finally 'translated' the ancient text in his hand, and then read it silently, then raised his head and looked at Zhang Cundao who was about to fall asleep.

"That classmate, where did you get this scripture? This can be said to be a trivial statement, and it's a shame." The professor said.

"What fangs?" Zhang Cundao showed a confused look.

Professor Wen gave him a speechless look, and was quite speechless to this student.He said, "You don't even know how to speak your teeth? How did you get into Zijin University?"

Zhang Cundao said in a low voice: "Father Zhang Honghao, and I am a sports student..."

Hearing this sentence, Professor Wen understood in seconds.He curled his lips and lost interest all at once.Then he handed over the paper in his hand and said, "These are my phonetic notations and annotations, please take a look. By the way, this article is complicated and difficult to understand, and the writing is rigorous, but it feels so uninhibited and absurd. Where did you get it from?" "

"Absurd?" Zhang Cundao chewed the sentence in a low voice, and then said to Professor Wen: "This is an article I got by chance. I find it interesting, so..."

Professor Wen nodded, and said: "The article seems to have some mystical content, but this kind of thing is so absurd, don't be obsessed with it."

After listening to Professor Wen's warning, Zhang Cundao also nodded seriously.Then after thanking me again, I left with the phonetic and annotated article.

After Zhang Cundao left, Professor Wen thought about this ancient essay and wrote it down.

On the other side, after Zhang Cundao got the note, he returned home.I made up an excuse at random, and I didn't go to today's training.

There was still no one at home, his parents were professors at the College of Geology, and they often went on field trips all over the place, and Zhang Cundao had long been used to being alone.

After he got home, he began to read these articles according to the pinyin, and recited the whole text!

Gradually, when he recited this scripture, he gradually had some reactions in his mind. As he read it, he felt that the pronunciation of some words was a bit wrong, but most of the phonetic notation was correct.

Zhang Cundao pondered for a while, wrote down these words, and then continued to recite the full text.

Because the scriptures were really hard to pronounce, Zhang Cundao was dizzy after memorizing them, and finally stumbled and memorized the scriptures in the middle of the night!

Finally, a burst of drowsiness hit, Zhang Cundao couldn't stand it anymore, fell on the bed and fell asleep!

(End of this chapter)