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Chapter 730 Continuation of Chapter 68 The Truth of "Guan Ju"
At this time, Yan Qingcheng had arrived at Building [-] of Baolong Center and met Zhongqing.

Zhongqing gave Yan Qingcheng a not very detailed itinerary, which marked the time when Zhu Juntang could attend classes, and asked Yan Qingcheng to arrange classes for Zhu Juntang according to her own plan.

Zhongqing told Yan Qingcheng that Zhu Juntang was studying in the study, which surprised Yan Qingcheng. In fact, when Zhongqing came over at noon, he was also very surprised to hear the servant report that Zhu Juntang tried to recite poems in the morning.

Undoubtedly, this was Liu Changan's progress after his education. Zhongqing looked at Yan Qingcheng's expression, and did not chat with Yan Qingcheng about his admiration for Liu Changan. Instead, he ordered the servant to prepare tea and send it to the study later.

Yan Qingcheng looked at the back of Zhongqing walking into the elevator, her mind was restrained from the accident that Zhu Juntang took the initiative to study, and she was a little envious of a woman like Zhongqing.

For the little girls on campus, Zhongqing's professional temperament is very attractive, and she has no chance to become a young lady like Zhu Juntang. It is actually very good to have a job like Zhongqing accompanying the young lady.

Yan Qingcheng pressed her waist with her backhand, and she didn't know if she would be able to hold up such a professional attire with a hip-covering skirt in the future, and whether she would be as shrewd as Zhongqing but not lacking in elegance.

When walking towards the study, Zhongqing remembered that he usually chatted with Zhu Juntang, and Zhu Juntang would curse Liu Changan and Zhongqing for collaborating. From her words, Yan Qingcheng knew that Zhongqing treated Liu Changan very differently.

For example, if it was Liu Changan who came to class today, Zhongqing would definitely follow Liu Changan, as if she was also her boss.

Zhongqing would not order the servants to bring tea at random, but greeted him personally, very careful and considerate, as if he was afraid that others would not take good care of him.

This kind of difference in treatment is normal. If you want others to value you, you must first have such capital yourself, instead of blindly asking the other party to treat you the same.

Yan Qingcheng attaches great importance to her current job, and this is also an opportunity. Being able to meet a young lady like Zhu Juntang may be of great help to her life.

She won't try her best to improve the quality of her communication, but why should she act pretentiously when she has the opportunity?
Su Nanxiu, who was also a wealthy lady, offered an olive branch to Yan Qingcheng, but Yan Qingcheng directly refused, but it was because Yan Qingcheng vaguely felt that Su Nanxiu was very dangerous, and she had to be careful when making friends with someone like Su Nanxiu, let alone for her. She works.

On the contrary, Zhu Juntang is much more interesting. After getting in touch with her, I feel that apart from thinking logically, her words and deeds often make people split, and her nature is very good.

This is probably the reason why Liu Changan plays well with Zhu Juntang. If it is someone with impure thoughts, I am afraid that Liu Changan will not become friends with her.

"Close the dick..." Hearing the sound of the study door being pushed open, Zhu Juntang recited a sentence casually, then turned around and saw that it was Yan Qingcheng, and let out a long breath of displeasure.

The arrival of Yan Qingcheng means that the make-up classes for the winter vacation have officially started.

Liu Changan's class is of course not a formal make-up class, because Zhu Juntang likes to play with Liu Changan, and although Liu Changan, a bad old man, also likes to torture fairies, there is fun in it that Zhu Juntang can feel.

What's more, Liu Chang'an is not completely unreasonable, being able to conquer him with his own small mouth makes him have to admit her various theories, and it also gives Zhu Juntang a sense of accomplishment.

What about Yan Qingcheng?She doesn't reason with Zhu Juntang at all, and every time Zhu Juntang racks her brains to come up with many reasons, Yan Qingcheng doesn't object, she just nods gently, and then continues to lecture or arrange homework, her attitude is like that of an aunt in a kindergarten teaching children like.

What's more, what Yan Qingcheng said was completely boring class content, and Zhu Juntang was not allowed to play at will, and had to follow the textbook and standard answers.

"I want to study "Guanju" today, and I don't have class." Zhu Juntang said quickly.

"Then did you get any results from your research?" Yan Qingcheng asked with interest.

This tickled Zhu Juntang's heart, she originally planned to talk to Liu Chang'an when he came to class next time.

Although Yan Qingcheng's expression at this time was like a kindergarten aunt asking a child curiously, "You are so amazing, can you tell auntie how you did it?"

"Liu Chang'an said that literary works need to be experienced by oneself. He asked me to recite this poem for the purpose of allowing me to read more and develop my own understanding. His traditional and ancient teaching method is indeed effective." Mr. Zhu Tang first affirmed that Liu Changan, as a teacher, had some credit for Zhu Juntang's learning progress.

Of course, the main reason is that Zhu Juntang is quick-witted and eager to learn. Otherwise, if you are an idiot, you will not understand it no matter how many times you read it. You just memorized the translation of ancient poems and prose.

"What's the effect?" Yan Qingcheng asked cooperatively.

"Liu Chang'an said that the invention of writing has played a great role in the progress of human civilization, but literature is not. Literary works are just for entertainment and are not very important." Zhu Juntang nodded in agreement with Liu Chang'an's point of view, "This "Guanju" is So, no matter how classic and elegant it pretends to be, it is actually the same routine as what is written by garbage screenwriters and novel authors today."

"Ah?" Yan Qingcheng opened her mouth slightly, feeling that Zhu Juntang was about to make another remark that would impact Yan Qingcheng's inherent cognition.

""Guan Ju" is an ancient version of a dog-blood romance drama. It was born early, and the current TV series are still popular thousands of years ago." Seeing Yan Qingcheng's expression, Zhu Juntang had a feeling A little sense of accomplishment, "Think about it, it is mentioned in "Guan Ju"...can you recite it? Do you want me to read it to you?"

"No need. I can recite it." Yan Qingcheng said hastily, this seems to be a classic masterpiece that elementary school students can recite and ask to recite.

Zhu Juntang nodded. Luckily, Yan Qingcheng also has a little bit of classical literature, and was able to communicate with Zhu Juntang to a certain extent. Otherwise, if Yan Qingcheng didn't understand this at all, it would be meaningless for Zhu Juntang to show off his literary views up.

"I used to know a person. Her family used to be quite rich, but then it went bankrupt. Once I saw her looking at pianos in a piano store, but she didn't buy them. I asked and found out that she was really very rich. I'm poor, and I can't even afford a 400 million piano." Zhu Juntang sighed deeply, but luckily he wasn't so poor, so the problem was not big.

"400 million!" Yan Qingcheng was dumbfounded, what kind of piano is this, is it made of gold?Yan Qingcheng knows that pianos are very expensive, but this kind of thing is not a necessity of life, and Yan Qingcheng has no interest in developing music majors, so naturally she has never learned about the price of this thing, but it is too expensive!

"Taiwan dollars!" Zhu Juntang laughed, and quickly explained that it was actually not as expensive as she thought.

Is there a big difference? If it is 400 million Taiwan dollars, it is about one million yuan?That's still a sky-high price. In Zhu Juntang's eyes, a piano that cannot afford 100 million yuan belongs to the poor.

"Have you found the point? Learning music requires a lot of money. Even if poor people learn music, they can't afford expensive musical instruments. But in "Guan Ju", when this man pursues a girl, he is the friend of the piano, the instrument, the bell and the drum. In other words, he is a music student." Zhu Juntang said coquettishly, others must not have paid attention to this place.

"Is this what you researched?" Yan Qingcheng asked tentatively.

"Of course more than that." Zhu Juntang found that Yan Qingcheng didn't react much, and hurriedly continued, she was going to stop at the end, and didn't want to go too deep, "When I thought of this, I wondered if the cost of learning music in ancient times was relatively high. Low? So I searched online and found out that in ancient times, musical instruments such as zither, bells and drums were only available to the upper class and the aristocrats, and ordinary working people just sang and beat with a pot."

"Especially this clock, that's amazing. Most likely, he invited this girl to listen to the chime, just like the one I heard in the Huwu Museum! Think about it, what is it like to have a chime in an ancient home? What kind of family? When I checked the translation online, I saw some poem appreciation, and said that it was the poetry of the ancient working people. Got zithers, bells and drums?"

Yan Qingcheng looked at Zhu Juntang in surprise. Zhu Juntang didn't seem to have paid attention to these things that Zhu Juntang discovered, let alone thought deeply about them. Usually, he just recited the basic meanings to ensure that the exam involves no mistakes and it's over.

"In short, this is the same as the plot routine of the domineering president Cinderella in the current idol drama. In the one I watched recently, the male protagonist invited a top orchestra to perform for the female protagonist. This is the same as in "Guan Ju". What's the difference between listening to chime bells and playing music? Hey, people have used this routine to write poems thousands of years ago, and now the scriptwriters can't get rid of the routine of "Guanju", they are really cheap and incompetent." Zhu Juntang saw Yan Qing Orange's expression was very satisfied.

It seems that the old man's teaching method is not a problem, Zhu Juntang thought about it, she told Liu Changan a lot of nonsense last time, if an ordinary teacher would not accept it at all, she had to change her concept, but Liu Changan Not so.

It was precisely because Liu Changan allowed her to play, that Zhu Juntang could understand more deeply on his own, and his thinking was not limited, so he simply calmed down Yan Qingcheng.

Grandpa is amazing, and of course little fairy is also amazing. Zhu Juntang feels that he is almost far away from a literary master.

"From now on, you can call me Master Zhu." Zhu Juntang said triumphantly to Yan Qingcheng.

Master Bamboo?Shall I call you Wuzhu?Yan Qingcheng was speechless, she felt that she was a master just after reading "Guanju", Zhu Juntang was the only one who could be so confident.

Because of this confident self-confidence no matter what, Yan Qingcheng suddenly thought of Liu Changan. In terms of being good at rambling and nonsense, Liu Changan and Zhu Juntang are also very similar... That time I went to the agriculture and forestry base of the Department of Biology Liu Changan also fooled others into saying that he was a prolactinist, which made others stunned for a while, just like Yan Qingcheng was also fooled by Zhu Juntang now, almost thinking that he had read the fake "Guanju" before.

"Guan Ju": A top rich second generation peeks at a girl taking a bath every day. In the end, she was not held accountable because of her aristocratic status. She also used the idol drama routine of inviting the girl to experience the life of the upper class, and finally embraced the beauty.

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Recommend an old driver's book "The Heavenly Master and Mad Doctor" Introduction: A betrayal made him lose everything.

Starting all over again, he decided to play Sheng Dan Jing Mo Ugly.

In life, sometimes it depends on skills, sometimes it depends on luck, and sometimes it depends on acting skills.

Hua Ruifeng turned around quietly, she had transformed gorgeously, simply took back everything, and easily reached new heights.

　Many readers don’t know the meaning of the owl in the last chapter... The owl is an owl, which gradually became an unfilial bird in the Western Han Dynasty. Shangguan Dandan planned to buy an owl when he went to the supermarket with Liu Chang’an for the first time. Liu Changan was kinder to her mother. She didn’t buy the owl, but bought a thermos pot to give the thermos the meaning of the owl... Every time Liu Changan bullied her, she would touch the thermos to remind Liu Changan not to do it. Unfilial bird.

　　
　
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