In the courtyard.
From that day onwards, a figure appeared. It was an even smaller figure, only three or four years old. It had a small body, but its eyes were unimaginably intelligent. It was also unknown if it was the same kind of person.
Xue Sen soon started playing with him. Even though there was a big age gap between them, it didn't seem to disturb their relationship. Xue Sen even took the initiative to teach Qian Bingqiong.
This undoubtedly saved Jiang Chen a lot of trouble.
After all, enlightenment was still very troublesome.
Of course, it would be best if someone could do it for him.
As for whether Xuesen would lead Qian Bingqiong astray, Jiang Chen wasn't worried at all. These two were the top experts in nuclear physics in the future, so how could they lead astray? The two of them grew together, and there might be unexpected gains.
One had to know that in the original trajectory, the two of them did not cross paths at the beginning.
Although the ancestor was the founding emperor of the Wu Yue Kingdom, Qian Liu. Ke Xuesen was a branch of Lin 'an, while the top three were a branch of Wuxing. The two of them only had one source.
However, it would be nonsense to say that they were really related.
It wasn't until they joined the new Huaxia Country that they began to interact with each other.
But now, when he appeared, when the two of them were under the same roof at the same time, what kind of sparks would bloom? To be honest, Jiang Chen couldn't help but look forward to it.
He had never felt such anticipation before.
The heat of summer spread under the sky of Beiping.
In the courtyard.
Liu Changchun and Qian Bingqiong were tempering their bodies.
He didn't know what was going on between him and Xuesen, but it was obvious that this guy didn't like body tempering and couldn't even endure it. If Jiang Chen didn't hold him down, he would have run away.
However, he had no willpower.
Qian Bingqiong was obsessed with the knowledge Xue Sen taught him.
He was not even willing to let go of a moment.
Even when he was eating, he was holding a book.
One had to know that he was only four years old at this time. He had just passed the stage of reading. This level of obsession could not be explained simply by his lack of perseverance.
Facing such a result.
Jiang Chen was a little impatient.
He could only choose to do the same thing as Xuesen.
At the very least, he had completed the most basic body tempering. As for the rest, he would not force it.
As for the most basic body tempering, it was to lay a good foundation for these people. As a top talent, Jiang Chen didn't want these people to die young. Under such circumstances, this was the best choice.
As for forcing him to practice martial arts…
There was no need for that, and there was no need for that.
Everyone had their own path, and forcefully interfering with the path of others might only make both of them unhappy.
Jiang Chen, who came from the future, was very clear about this.
Of course, it was also fortunate that they were the only ones. Although Liu Changchun was also extremely eager to practice martial arts, when he continued to temper his body, he clearly felt that his physical fitness and physique had improved, so he no longer resisted.
In fact, the time he lasted far exceeded the others.
The effect of this perseverance was also extremely obvious. In half a month, his physical fitness had already improved by a large margin, and even his body could not help but rise by a section.
Jiang Chen was satisfied with this.
At this moment, the Peking University campus was exceptionally lively. In the countless classrooms of Peking University, exams were starting one after another. They were passing the postgraduate exam.
This was also the condition Jiang Chen set.
Of course, Jiang Chen wasn't the only one who applied, there were other instructors as well.
On one hand, although Jiang Chen was attractive, he only recruited science students and wasn't very friendly to liberal arts students, so naturally, he would apply for other people.
Secondly, Peking University was full of elites. Even if Jiang Chen had enough reputation, he couldn't completely monopolize it.
Of course, this had nothing to do with Jiang Chen.
At this moment, he was still looking forward to his student.
The three-day exam soon ended.
However, before he could wait for it to end.
An unexpected meeting disrupted his rhythm.
The cause of the incident was a class.
Mr. Zhong Fu returned from overseas and taught at Peking University, promoting the vernacular movement. Later, Hu Shizhi suddenly became famous. Especially with the emergence of Hu Shi, the most proud of Huang Kan's life, the highly regarded Fu Sinian, quickly fell to the new literature camp.
This made Huang Kan extremely furious.
Therefore, every time he went to class, he would scold Hu Shi first before giving a proper lecture.
This time, for the postgraduate exam, Huang Kan realized that there were very few applicants under his name. Almost all of them were Jiang Chen. He couldn't compete with Jiang Chen, but Hu Shizhi had more than him.
Moreover, it was not just a little bit more. This time, it made him explode.
In the classroom.
He directly threw the new youth at his feet.
He then spoke.
"Today, students, let's enjoy this wonderful article together. Recently, there was a young boy called Hu Shizhi who wrote a few poems in the vernacular. They were actually published by the famous New Youth and even received a lot of praise. It's really ridiculous. When I read this article, it's like seeing cow dung. It makes people unable to eat and think about it like flies in a thatched shed. It makes people unable to sleep. Therefore, from today onwards, I will set a rule. That is, I will use 20 minutes to criticize this vernacular, this vernacular poem. Until he was thoroughly criticized????”
Huang Kan's words instantly stirred up a thousand waves. All of a sudden, the entire student could not help but explode.
The current era was different from the original trajectory.
In this era, although the status of vernacular and vernacular poetry was not as high as ancient prose, it shocked the entire literary world because of Jiang Chen's 100 poems in one day. Everyone had to agree.
Especially the subsequent developments, which made the vernacular reach the peak.
Because Jiang Chen stepped into the peak.
Regardless of whether he was willing or not, Jiang Chen's status in the country was now unshakable unless his mother, sister, and no one else could shake him.
As such, his views were naturally pushed to the peak of history.
Previously, although Huang Kan had criticized Hu Shizhi, everyone dared to be angry but did not dare to say anything. Now that the map cannon was attacking, many students could not stand it for a while.
On the spot, some students in the classroom spoke up.
" Sir, vernacular literature isn't about seeing piles of cow dung that makes people unable to eat or think about it like flies in a thatched shed, causing people to be unable to sleep. It is the future of our nation and the key to our rise.”
" Yes, sir. Mr. Jiang Chen said that the vernacular represents the future and the ancient language represents the past. We can't abandon it.”
"Sir, how is vernacular poetry unsightly? When Mr. Jiang Chen wrote 100 poems in a day at Peking University, didn't you say anything?”
One student after another spoke up.
As these students spoke, Huang Kan was a little embarrassed in an instant.
"Jin Gu, I admit that he has outstanding talent in science, but humanities is not something that a science student like him should be involved in.”
Huang Kan said coldly.
His words didn't seem to be belittling, but in fact, they were belittling, which undoubtedly caused the crowd to explode even more.
Although there were no idols in this era, it was about time.
Jiang Chen's fame, along with his Peking University speech and the Nobel Prize in Chemistry, directly made him enter the Hall of God. What was the Hall of God? Jiang Chen was a saint.
There would be no mistakes.
Even if there was, it would definitely be fake.
There was no doubt that this was the current situation of the entire society.
This was also the main reason why Jiang Chen thought he was coated with a golden body.
This era was not the future.
A person who had won glory for the country and even proved the existence of the entire nation had already surpassed the entire society today, whether one was willing to admit it or not.
He didn't look, even though Jiang Chen was at Peking University.
But whether it was Li Yuanhong, Duan Qirui, or the Northern Warlords, no one dared to disturb him. This was prestige. As long as Jiang Chen didn't rebel, then his golden body would always exist and there would be no possibility of taking it away.
This person's reaction was undoubtedly trampling on their faith.
The crowd exploded.
If it was a rebuttal before, then the entire class could not continue.
"Sir, what do you mean?"
"Sir, you're going too far by slandering Mr. Jin Gu!”
"Sir, Mr. Jin Gu's attainments in history are obvious to all. Are you saying that Mr. Jin Gu has no right to participate in the humanities?”
....
This was still relatively mild.
The irritable ones slammed the door and left.
Of course, it was just slamming the door.
After all, in this era, students still respected their teachers.
As tradition still affected the entire Huaxia, it was impossible for someone to hit a teacher in this era.
Once that happened, no matter what the reason was, this student might really be crippled. The world would no longer tolerate him. However, slamming the door and leaving was already extremely disrespectful.
For a moment, Huang Kan's face turned red with anger.
"You, you guys!"
His voice trembled as he spoke.
However, no one paid any attention to him.
If he had only scolded Hu Shizhi, most people would definitely be unhappy, but there were also some who felt that it should be so. After all, Hu Shizhi was only a young man, and Huang Kan had the right to evaluate him. Even if this evaluation was a little overboard, he still had the right to do so.
But Huang Kan directly brought Jiang Chen in.
At this moment, not to mention those who did not support his views, even those who supported his views felt that Huang Kan was crazy.
Jiang Chen was indeed young, even younger than Hu Shizhi.
But who is Jiang Chen?
Huang Kan, originally named Qiao Nai, later renamed Qiao Xin, finally changed to Kan, the word Ji Gang, also known as Ji Zi, in his later years, he called himself Liangshou Jushi, Hubei Qichun people. He was a modern Chinese democratic revolutionary, a pioneer of the 1911 Revolution, a famous language scholar, and a master of Chinese studies.
In 1905, he studied abroad in Japan, where he studied under Zhang Taiyan. He received primary school and classics, and became the eldest disciple of the Zhang family. He was a professor at Peking University, Central University, Jin Ling University, and Shanxi University.
Later generations even called him, Zhang Taiyan and Liu Shipei "Masters of Chinese Studies", and called him and Zhang Taiyan "the masters of primary school since Qianjia" and "the inheritance of traditional language and writing".
It was very powerful and awesome.
But that was all.
In comparison, Jiang Chen.
He was the pioneer of vernacular literature, the creator of vernacular poetry, the creator of the Shang Dynasty, and the winner of the Nobel Prize in Chemistry.
He might not have as many titles as Huang Kan, but his weight was far greater than the former.
Jiang Chen was someone Huang Kan could evaluate.
For a time, Huang Kan had practically become a despised existence in Peking University.
Meanwhile, Peking University also stirred up a huge storm.
It was to the point that Duke Cai had no choice but to appear personally.
The seminar began.
In the courtyard.
Jiang Chen didn't know about the chaos in the school. He didn't have classes these days, so he taught a few children in the small courtyard and practiced martial arts at the same time. He didn't even go out of the small courtyard.
However, as the seminar began.
Mr. Zhong Fu had arrived.
It was obvious that they were here to invite him.
"Mr. Zhong Fu!"
"Come, come, I've been quite interested in chess recently. Mr. Zhongfu, are you interested in a game?”
In the small courtyard, Jiang Chen, who was playing chess with himself, saw Mr. Zhong Fu's arrival and his eyes lit up. He quickly stepped forward and prepared to pull Mr. Zhong Fu down.
"Brother Jin Gu, you still have the mood to play chess!”
Mr. Zhong Fu looked at Jiang Chen's actions and said helplessly.
"What's wrong?"
Jiang Chen was surprised, but he didn't care too much.
After all, in his memory, this era was still considered stable. Especially after Duke Cai took over Peking University, the environment in Peking University could be said to be the best in the era. He did not panic at all.
As for the outside world, the First World War was not over yet, so what was there to be worried about?
"Brother Jin Gu, you don't know yet, right? Peking University is about to start fighting.”
Mr. Zhong Fu said with a bitter smile. He looked at the confused Jiang Chen and couldn't help but slap his forehead. He knew Jiang Chen probably hadn't left the courtyard for a few days.
He finally saw Jiang Chen's home.
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(The first chapter was blocked previously. It was uploaded again. Awkward.)
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