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Chapter Ninety-Three: Calm Down


Licograss had already said that she would find something else for Cheng Junjie to do.

Even after three days of intense enough work to make a person lose his memory for a short period of time, the old man still remembered it vividly.

There was originally a study in the compound, but because the licograss moved all the books to the hall, the study looked empty.

On the afternoon of the second day after Cheng Junjie got his wish and slept on the same chuáng with Ye Zixin, Gan Zhicao led him into this study room, which basically had no books.

"Master, what are we going to talk about today?"

"Don't say anything."

Gan Zhicao replied softly, walked to the edge of a closet, pointed to the urn, and said to Cheng Junjie: "Apprentice, take out the contents inside." ” "Huh."

Cheng Junjie opened the xiǎén according to what the master said, and when he saw the things inside, he couldn't help but smile: "I memorized the four books and five classics in the morning and practiced calligraphy in the afternoon, how do I think that I am studying Chinese instead of Chinese medicine here?"

Lixicao smiled but didn't answer, so Cheng Junjie didn't bother to ask, and simply took out the things.

In my heart, I thought that Licograss was disgusted with his bad words, and wanted him to practice hard.

A knife rice paper was spread out on the case, the ink was studied, and the pen was lifted, Cheng Junjie was just about to do it, but he heard the licocous say in a deep voice: "Writing is like practicing medicine, at the beginning, it can be slow."

Take your time, and it's not easy to make mistakes.

Not only is it not easy to make mistakes, but if you are serious, you can also gain something. ” Cheng Junjie held one hand in the air, and the licograss had already recited a well-known classic in an old voice: "Knowing and then there is determination, determination and then being quiet, being quiet and then being able to be peaceful, being safe and then being able to worry, and then being able to get it." ” Back here, Gan Zhicao suddenly smiled and said: "After graduating from college, I just learned a little bit about the skin of Chinese medicine, and then in just two months, because of my adventure, I sat like a rocket and reached an academic height that ordinary people could not reach in their lifetime."

Apprentice, do you feel that your heart has been fluctuating lately?

I obviously have a skill, but I seem to be no different from ordinary people."

With Cheng Junjie's vision of entering more than 10,000 in the month, he naturally never thought about this problem at all.

However, at this time, when Licograss mentioned this, he really felt something.

Cheng Junjie put down his raised hand, put the ink-dipped áo pen on the pen stand, nodded and said softly: "It seems to be a little." ” "That's right" Gan Zhicao smiled and walked to Cheng Junjie's side, picked up the áo pen, and wrote down four words very casually.

"Tranquility and far-reaching" Cheng Junjie read it softly in a suspicious tone, and the old and hoarse voice of licograss sounded in his ears again.

"All famous people are geniuses.

All geniuses are one step ahead.

But all geniuses, from being one step ahead of others to becoming famous and starting a family, have to be at least a few decades old.

Many people say that the older you get, the more valuable you are, because the older you are, the more experienced you are.

Apprentice, what do you think?"

Cheng Junjie said with a smile: "Master, if you ask this, there must be other answers." ” "Slippery head" Sweet Grass rarely showed a kind face, shook his head and said, "But you're right. ” Ganzhicao picked up the xiǎo wine jug, poured a mouth, and exhaled a breath: "Every doctor, the first ten years of his debut should have seen the most patients, and the more famous he became later, the fewer patients he saw."

The older Chinese medicine gets, the more valuable it is, and it may have something to do with experience, but the relationship is not as good as the folk tradition. áo pen words" Cheng Junjie nodded.

Then I listened to the licograss spit out three words: "Calm down." ” People who never forget, no matter what they learn, always have an advantage.

It is obviously a snow-white white paper, but in Cheng Junjie's eyes, it is the Song version of the Tao Te Ching given to him by the licocalyptus, and every word is neatly printed on it.

In this way, it is better to say that it is a copy, but it is better to say that it is a red painting.

Stroke by stroke slowly, each word has to be written for at least half a minute.

The original text of more than 5,000 words, Cheng Junjie has been writing from 1 p.m. to 6 p.m., until the licograss comes to knock on it, and it is only one-tenth of the completion.

The rice paper placed in the most conspicuous position has not even dried up the ink on the paper.

Cheng Junjie looked proudly at what he had worked hard all afternoon, and felt that it was obviously more than one grade stronger than the dog reptile he wrote a few days ago.

Licograss bent down and hunched over, and after looking at it with faint old eyes for a long time, he first nodded with satisfaction, but then said something that made Cheng Junjie cry and laugh: "You can be a little slower." ” After dinner and the news, Cheng Junjie was just about to take chess to the yard to make the old man happy, but he was stopped by licocalyptus: "Apprentice, go up to the hall and read a book." ” "Watch it at night, too" Licograss began to endorse again: "Don't wait, the young man's head is white, empty and sad." ” Cheng Junjie looked at the licocotic grass that was inexplicably weird today with a black line on his face, and hurriedly stopped the master's words, and said in a loud voice: "Understand, go immediately" Seeing Cheng Junjie reading honestly, Licograss walked out of the house humming a Beijing accent.

It seems that he should be going to Uncle Zhang's house.

Su Man looked at the old man's back and couldn't help but ask Ye Zixin: "Do you think Teacher Gan is different today than usual?"

Ye Zixin nodded affirmatively and said, "After coming here for so many days, it feels like he looks like a person in his 90s for the first time."

But don't really say it, the feeling of this fairy wind bone will come out immediately."

During the day, I sat in the clinic and read books, practiced calligraphy in the afternoon, read books at night, and hugged Ye Zixin to sleep after reading the book.

This kind of simple but not monotonous, and even let Cheng Junjie enjoy it a little bit for three days.

Under the watchful eye of licocalyptus, a large cabinet of books in the hall has been turned over by Cheng Junjie for half a month.

So in order to celebrate Cheng Junjie's complete studies 11 months ahead of schedule, Old Man Gan checked Cheng Junjie to death 11 times in a row all night, and just when Old Man Gan was so happy that Yu Xianyu died, and Cheng Junjie was abused to death, a phone call finally saved him from the dire situation.

The ringtone of the mobile phone, which has not moved for several days, looks particularly abrupt in the cool breeze of the night.

Cheng Junjie took out his mobile phone and looked at the number, then turned to Su Man and said, "Dean." ” Su Man seemed to suddenly remember something, and was just about to say it, when Su Qingshan had already spoken: "Xiǎo Cheng, you have to go to the interview tomorrow afternoon, don't forget that the time is 3 o'clock." ” Su Qingshan's reminder, Cheng Junjie remembered that he had completely left behind the teacher qualification certification, and replied with a smile: "It's really troublesome to the dean, and I want you to remind you." ” "Eh, I'm your elder, do you care about you" Su Qingshan's old fox brought Cheng Junjie's relationship closer to him, and then said three sentences without leaving Su Man, "Let Su Man send you directly over tomorrow."

Su Qingshan thought for a while, and then said in a rather meaningful voice: "If there is a written test, it is best to deliberately make a few mistakes."

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