A wealthy person with a reading panel

Chapter 101 Academic Atmosphere and Everything is Here (Please Order First)
After Zhou Qing returned to the room, he did nothing at first. He turned his phone to silent mode, turned off the lights, sat cross-legged on the sofa beside the bed, meditated, and moved his true energy in a circle.

I have a candlelit chat with Teacher Bai tonight to discuss and exchange ideas on "Journey to the West", so I'm afraid I won't have enough time to practice.

But the evening classes at night cannot be neglected.

He has to make up for it in advance.

Zhou Qing is a meticulous person. He was good at preparing for his lessons when he was in school. He was used to preparing for everything in advance.

So after finishing his practice, in addition to taking out "Journey to the West", he also found a paper box in the drawer of the bedside table. He originally wanted to take it with him just in case.

But he soon thought that since there was one in the bedside table on his side, there should be one in the bedside table in Teacher Bai's room as well.

Then he put it back.

Sitting at the desk, after sending the message, he opened Journey to the West and began to read the first chapter.

The second time I read it, the feeling was completely different from the first time.

He might have to do something big or bad tonight, but Zhou Qing's mentality was very calm at the moment. He could even take advantage of the short ten minutes to immerse himself in the content of the first chapter.

In just a few months, he has grown into a completely different person.

After about eight or nine minutes, the screen of the mobile phone placed next to the book finally lit up.

Swipe to unlock.

Such a long time, enough time for the beautiful and talented teacher to write a 300-500 word essay, but she only replied with three words: "Bad student."

Zhou Qing smiled, closed the book, held it in his hand, stood up, got the room card, opened the door, and walked towards the third adjacent room.

When he reached the door, he found it was ajar. He pushed it gently and walked in.

After seeing the message, Teacher Bai has been sitting on the single sofa chair.

Her slender fingers pointed at the phone screen, but for a moment she didn't know what to type.

She was smart and sensitive, and she had actually known Zhou Qing's intentions for a long time.

So when the summer vacation just started, I hesitated for so long. Apart from going back to Suzhou to visit my aunt, I also used the strategy of procrastination.

In the end, she arranged this trip because she thought clearly that she would never fall in love or get married again in her life.

Zhou Qing is the one she cares about the most now, and he is the only opposite sex who "talks nonsense" around her but she does not dislike it.

He is also the only opposite sex she can have physical contact with without feeling disgusted.

It’s best if nothing happens.

If he's bold enough, then...

Just let him be. As a woman, I have to experience what a man is, even if it means treating the person of the opposite sex I care about the most, the bad student I have always regarded as my younger brother, as a tool.

Teacher Bai thought about this, replied to the message, and his heart suddenly calmed down completely.

After a while, he saw Zhou Qing come in with a thick book in his hand, and was stunned.

Zhou Qing closed the door, locked it, and fastened the metal anti-theft chain. Then he turned around, shook the "Journey to the West" in his hand, and said with a smile: "Teacher Bai, you see, I am a good student. I came to ask you for advice on classical literature."

Teacher Bai rarely felt the urge to roll his eyes.

Do you have to come late at night to ask for classical literature? Can't you do it tomorrow during the day? And you locked the door. Do you think this is a script from the entertainment industry?

She said unhappily, "Zhou Qing, why didn't I realize you were so shameless before?"

Zhou Qing sat down on the edge of the bed next to the sofa chair and put the book in the beautiful teacher's hand: "I really came here to ask you for advice. Of course, it's also true that I am thick-skinned."

Teacher Bai flipped open the hardcover and said, "Okay, then we can only talk about Journey to the West tonight. Tell me, what do you want to ask?"

The results of this Journey to the West reading were crucial to the final round of the classic book reading lottery. Zhou Qing said seriously, "Take chapters 1 and 2, for example, where Sun Wukong goes to Lingtai Fangcun Mountain to learn martial arts. When I first read through it, I saw someone online saying that the author had referenced events from the Ming Dynasty..."

Seeing that Zhou Qing was serious and actually raised a very profound question about "Journey to the West", Teacher Bai looked at her strangely and thought, is he really just here to discuss the novel with me?

Did I misunderstand?
She had a background in literature, and although she had been teaching Chinese in high schools since her career, she had never neglected her classical literature. She particularly focused on "Dream of the Red Chamber" and "Journey to the West," two of the Four Great Classical Novels, novels on which she had devoted significant attention and on which she had written several papers. Looking at the boy who had suddenly become a good student, Teacher Bai didn't answer directly, but instead asked, "How much do you know about the Taizhou School?"

Zhou Qing replied honestly, "I don't know much. I only know that this school of thought was founded by Wang Gen, a disciple of Wang Shouren. Many of its ideas were incompatible with the Confucianism of the time, and could even be said to be quite rebellious. For example, it advocated equality between the wise and the foolish, advocated against blind loyalty to the emperor, and advocated the preservation of human desires."

Teacher Bai nodded. "I personally believe that the author of Journey to the West is Wu Cheng'en, but many in the academic community doubt this... Many also believe that Journey to the West was actually written by a disciple of the School of Mind, the same School of Mind that Wang Yangming taught. Therefore, Lingtai Fangcun Mountain is named after the word 'heart,' including the plot about apprenticeship..."

"There are many schools of thought in the School of Mind, and many of these people believe that the author specifically belongs to the Taizhou school."

"In Journey to the West, including the story about becoming a disciple that you mentioned, many things are in line with the experiences and ideas of the Taizhou School."

……

When talking about literature, Teacher Bai couldn't help but enter the role of "teacher" and slowly talked about the relationship between the Taizhou School and "Journey to the West".

Zhou Qing listened very carefully, interrupting from time to time to ask a few questions and express his own thoughts.

The two of them talked back and forth, and before they knew it, they had been discussing for thirty or forty minutes.

The atmosphere in the room became academic yet relaxed.

When it was almost twelve o'clock, Zhou Qing's phone suddenly rang twice with WeChat notification sounds. He picked it up and saw that it was his college classmate Sun Ke.

"Hey Mr. Zhou, I was so busy that I forgot to ask you, are you coming to my wedding?"

"Do you want to keep the position of chief best man for you? Let me tell you, there is a very beautiful, rich and beautiful bridesmaid across from you. (Laughing with slanted eyes)"

Zhou Qing was stunned and suddenly remembered that Sun Ke’s wedding would be on the 25th of this month, which was the day after tomorrow.

I forgot about it myself.

He quickly replied with a message: "Brother, I'm sorry, I'm still in Nanyun Province right now. I'm afraid I can't attend your wedding, but I will definitely send the red envelope."

Sun Ke: "What's going on? Why are you going to Nanyun Province again?"

Zhou Qing rolled his eyes and said to Teacher Bai, who had stopped beside him and was waiting for him, "Teacher Bai, the person who sent me the letter is Sun Ke, who is..."

He briefly talked about Sun Ke's wedding and said seriously, "He's considered my best friend in college, and he told me in advance. If it's not something very important, it would be unreasonable not to go... So, can you do me a favor?"

Teacher Bai looked at him quietly: "How can I help?"

Zhou Qing first activated the selfie function on his phone, then stood up, changed his angle, and sat down next to the beautiful teacher in her wide-open eyes.

The hotel's single sofa is not small and is very comfortable for one person to sit on, but it seems a bit crowded for two.

Zhou Qing felt the soft body of the woman beside him, stretched out his hand, put his arm around Teacher Bai's shoulders, and hugged her directly in his arms. Then he raised his right hand, took out his mobile phone and took a photo of the two of them.

Then he sat still, not letting go, and placed his phone between them so they could both see the screen clearly. He typed with one hand: "I'm here to travel with my high school goddess, so buddy, I have to prioritize love over friendship!"

Then I selected the photos I had just taken and sent them all.

Sun Ke on the other side reacted strongly, sending back several messages in a row:
"Fuck, so beautiful!"

"It's so late and you're still hugging me so tightly, have you taken it off?"

"Fuck, you're awesome. I'm convinced."

After Zhou Qing finished reading, he deliberately paused for a moment, waiting for the beautiful teacher to make sure that she had finished reading before throwing the phone on the bed. When he turned around to look at his side, Teacher Bai happened to turn her head and look at him.

The two looked at each other again in an instant.

The distance between the eyes is less than ten centimeters.

And closer to those tempting pink lips.

Zhou Qingxin suddenly had only one thought: now that he had reached this point, if he didn't go over, he would be inferior to even Zhang Wuji.

He would rather be Ximen Qing than Zhang Wuji, so he leaned forward decisively.

(End of this chapter)