The paper that Gu Qingcheng submitted later also made Professor Xue very satisfied.
He has already reserved Gu Qingcheng as his student, and is only waiting for her to finish all the affairs of S University, graduate early, and then transfer to Beijing University.
Professor Xue also gave Gu Qingcheng a list of books, asking her to study according to the list and submit her reading notes (i.e. papers) regularly.
I didn't expect that I, a student, was so energetic that after reading books and writing papers, I still had time to write novels.
There’s no problem writing novels!
Professor Xue knew that his young apprentice was a professionally trained writer.
But, since you obviously have such profound professional qualities, why not write a serious work? Why do you want to write online articles?
In this era, online literature and internet celebrities are similar, both are known for their low barriers to entry and varying quality.
For traditional scholars, online literature is just fast food literature and junk food.
Gu Qingcheng's behavior made Professor Xue feel like he was wasting resources.
"Teacher, this is quite interesting!"
Gu Qingcheng acted coquettishly in front of the phone in a rare playful manner.
Ahem, your princess also has her share of naughty moments.
"Okay! I'm not going to waste my time talking to you. I have an old friend who's an expert at the Palace Museum. He has a research project and he found your book to be quite useful!"
"However, your description in the book is still relatively superficial. Do you have something else in mind?"
Professor Xue coughed lightly and got to the point.
"It's not about keeping a secret! It's just that some skills can't be passed on to outsiders!"
Gu Qingcheng also restrained her smile and spoke seriously.
When she said "it cannot be spread outside", she didn't mean that it should be kept to herself.
The skills she acquired were originally the crystallization of the wisdom of the working people of this time and space.
If there are relevant technicians or scholars in the country who want to learn, Gu Qingcheng will generously teach them everything he knows.
But she couldn't write it in a book and publish it.
This belongs to the Celestial Empire, not the world.
Gu Qingcheng is no longer the ancient native. She has experienced so many small worlds and understands what a patent is!
Furthermore, Gu Qingcheng is a citizen of the Celestial Empire at heart. How could she let barbarians steal the good things of the Celestial Empire?
"Does it need to be kept secret? Then--" Professor Xue hesitated.
He thought Gu Qingcheng didn't want to say it.
"Teacher, what I mean is that I can hand it over to the country, but I can't write it in a book!"
Gu Qingcheng knew that Professor Xue had misunderstood and hurried to explain.
"Oh!"
Professor Xue understood immediately and nodded with satisfaction, "That's good! That's good!"
"In that case, come to the capital when you have time."
"OK!"
I can just happen to go and see Gu Sinian on the way.
During this period, several of Gu Sinian's roommates would send her messages regularly.
Apart from tipping off, there was more chatting.
Especially that Chen Xu, who would transfer money from time to time and send gifts regularly.
Occasionally, he would fly over to treat us to meals and various other expenses.
Gu Qingcheng accepted all the gifts and gave Chen Xu a return gift - a personally signed copy of "I Repair Cultural Relics in the Forbidden City".
Chen Xu: ...
I still feel something is weird.
Gu Qingcheng's response gave him an illusion:
He is not pursuing a goddess, but chasing a star.
Ahem, just like some crazy fans who spend money on their idols.
She spent a lot of money on transferring money, sending flowers and bags, and in the end, people would give her a signed work.
What the hell is this “restoring cultural relics”? I’m a second-generation artist, not a hipster or a craftsman!
After receiving the return gift, Chen Xu felt more and more uncomfortable. He threw it back home and attended a charity dinner in the evening.
At the banquet, there was drinking and chatting, and elegant clothes were everywhere.
This is the real world of fame and fortune.
Chen Xu was surrounded by celebrities and stars, and only then did he feel a sense of dignity as a wealthy young man in Beijing.
He was in a good mood, so he drank a few more glasses.
I was sent home at eleven or twelve o'clock, and as soon as I entered the door, I threw myself directly onto the bed.
Staying up late + drinking alcohol.
As usual, Chen Xu would sleep until noon the next day.
But at 6:30 in the morning, his door was banged on.
"Damn! Who is this? So early in the morning! Don't you know I'm sleeping?"
The splitting headache caused by the hangover made Chen Xu's moodiness when waking up almost reach its peak.
Without raising his head or opening his eyes, he cursed angrily.
"..." The knocking sound paused for a moment, and then there was a burst of angry cursing, "You little bastard, who are you talking about as 'old man'?"
Chen Xu suddenly opened his eyes, and his body bounced up as if a spring was pressed.
He didn't even bother to put on his shoes. He ran to the door and opened it. Seeing that the person knocking was indeed the ancestor he couldn't afford to offend, he hurriedly smiled and said, "Grandpa! Are you looking for me?"
Grandpa Chen: ...Humph, this unlucky grandson is as disgusting as ever.
He managed to go to Kyoto University, but he didn't learn well and still had the bad habits of a playboy.
However, now was not the time to scold his grandson. He held up the thing in his hand and asked directly: "Where did this come from?"
Chen Xu looked over and saw a few big words: I am repairing cultural relics in the Forbidden City!
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