Mist Fairy

Chapter 10 Microcomputer Society

Professor Wen was playing chess at an old friend's house. After receiving a call from his wife, he immediately left the game he was about to win and rushed back home.

Ten minutes later, he hurried to the door of the house, took a deep breath, opened the door and entered as if nothing had happened.As soon as he entered the door, he saw his wife whispering mysteriously: "They are all in the study, this is the first time Xixi has brought a boy home!"

When Professor Wen heard this, he glared at his wife, and then said, "Calm down! I haven't written off the horoscope yet." After speaking, he walked towards the study.

After hesitating at the door, he pushed open the door and walked in.Then I saw Zhang Cundao sitting on a small chair, while his precious granddaughter was sitting on the desk constantly looking for something.

"It's you!" Professor Wen was very surprised to see Zhang Cundao.How could my granddaughter know Zhang Cundao?
"Hello, Professor Wen!" Zhang Cundao immediately stood up and said hello.

"Why are you here?" Professor Wen's face darkened, and he asked in a bad tone.

"I originally wanted to ask for your help, but I heard that you are not at home, and Wen Xi said that she has a good knowledge of ancient Chinese..." Before Zhang Cundao finished speaking, Professor Wen understood what was going on.

He murmured in his heart, why does this special sports recruiter care so much about ancient prose?
Then he glanced at his granddaughter, and suddenly a ridiculous idea popped up in his mind.

"Could it be that this kid's ulterior motives are not about drinking at all!!" Thinking of this, his heart suddenly rose.If his target is his granddaughter, then everything makes sense!What appreciation of ancient prose... what love for ancient prose... what ancient scriptures...

"What a scheming and gloomy person! I was careless!" Professor Wen gasped and sucked his teeth.Look at Zhang Cundao again.

Of course Zhang Cundao didn't know what the old professor was thinking.Seeing that the old professor's eyes suddenly became unkind, he was also a little puzzled.

Is it too presumptuous to visit by yourself?
At this time, Wen Xi suddenly said, "Grandpa, you can help me too."

What the granddaughter said made Professor Wen ignore Zhang Cundao for the time being, but came to the desk, and was soon attracted by "The Classic of Transforming Demons".

"Xixi, your explanation is a bit wrong! It shouldn't mean that."

"But according to the context, this explanation is more reasonable!"

"No, no, no! Although your explanation seems reasonable, it is too absurd. When we interpret ancient texts, we must first set the tone. We must not be nihilistic and free and idealistic, but objective and materialistic. Meaning, but you can't really treat it as a goblin, this should be a metaphor and a reference..."

Professor Wen corrected, but Zhang Cundao could clearly see Wen Xi pouted, as if he didn't agree with Professor Wen's words.

"Grandpa, if we are all preconceived like this, then how can we truly restore the meaning of the ancient Chinese and how can we know the thoughts of the ancients?" Wen Xi retorted.

"So, this is the meaning of our study of ancient Chinese, we are going to save the chaff from the chaff..." the old professor said persistently.

Wen Xi had no choice but to say, "Okay, okay, then what does this word mean here!"

Once the grandpa and grandson enter the state, they will be very focused, constantly discussing and revising, constantly refuting and affirming.In the end, the more than 800 words of the Demon Transformation Sutra were gradually explained by them.

However, both of them are not satisfied with the result, because many of these things are the result of compromise between the two parties.The old professor thought that his granddaughter was too empty and did not remove some unreasonable things in the scriptures.Wen Xi, on the other hand, thinks that the old professor made too many deletions and revisions, which made the meaning of the scripture deviate.

At this moment, grandma's voice came from the door: "Xixi, old man, it's time to eat!"

At this time, the three of them realized that it was already noon.Hearing his wife's call, Professor Wen suddenly said to Zhang Cundao: "Student Zhang, it's getting late, you should go home for dinner!"

After finishing speaking, he handed over the fruits of his labor this morning.

Wen Xi was taken aback, and immediately said, "Grandpa, it's time for dinner..."

Professor Wen immediately interrupted her and said, "Yes, let him go home for dinner."

Wen Xi curled her lips and said nothing more.Of course Zhang Cundao also understood what Professor Wen meant, but he had already asked someone to do something, so he couldn't stay for a meal, so he said immediately: "Then I'll go first, Professor Wen and classmate Wen Xi have worked hard!"

After he finished speaking, he packed up his things and left.Watching him go out, grandma said very unexpectedly: "Student, don't you stay for dinner?"

Zhang Cundao immediately said: "No, there is food left at home, I will go home to eat. Goodbye, grandma!"

"Ah! Goodbye!" Grandma said with a smile.

When Zhang Cundao left, the grandparents and grandson came to the table for dinner, and the grandma said, "I thought he stayed for dinner. I made two extra dishes."

Professor Wen felt upset when he heard that, he said lightly: "This man is too scheming, he is not a good match for Xixi!"

As soon as Wen Xi heard it, she immediately said: "Where is this going? We just met today! Isn't my orchid in bad condition? I wanted to ask someone to take a look, but I didn't expect him to give some pointers downstairs. And it makes sense."

"By the way, Grandpa. Does he know orchids very well?" Wen Xi finally asked.She still didn't believe Zhang Cundao said that he didn't understand orchids.

Professor Wen hummed a few words, but instead of answering the question directly, Zhang Cundao's gloomy judgment was confirmed in his heart!He even found out that his granddaughter likes orchids!Also use this as a breakthrough!
This man is so scheming!

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On the other side, Zhang Cundao growled with hunger.He went to the cafeteria to buy a few big buns, and ate them as he walked.Does anyone in his house leave food for him? This big steamed stuffed bun is his lunch today!
When passing by the library again, a classmate stopped him, and then took out a leaflet and said to him: "Student, let me know about Microcomputer Society!"

Zhang Cundao took the flyer, saw this simple flyer, his curiosity was aroused, and he asked: "Student, what is this computer?"

The classmate smiled, and immediately said: "This microcomputer is a microcomputer, a powerful computing tool. It has functions such as data processing, information classification, dissemination, record interaction, etc. It is a powerful information processing platform..."

Zhang Cundao was in a fog with a bunch of technical terms that this classmate spoke.A trace of confusion appeared in his eyes.The classmate looked at it, then looked at the direction he came from, and said with a smile: "Student is from the Faculty of Arts, right? This microcomputer can be used for typing! It's faster than handwriting and typewriters! It also has word processing functions, what? Typesetting and retrieval can all be realized.”

After Zhang Cundao heard this, he just nodded.He is indifferent to these.When he was about to leave, the classmate continued: "And the computer can log in to the Internet, chat with people thousands of miles away in real time, post information, and ask for help in the forum. Think about it, one of your help posts, Wouldn’t it be a great thing to get help from college students from across the country and the world, and you can communicate with students from across the country and around the world?”

(End of this chapter)