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Chapter 18 Is the office soundproofed well?

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    In a dream.

    "The defense begins."

    "Hello teachers, I am Song Yiyuan, a 2008 student majoring in Chinese language and literature. The topic of my defense today is"

    "Song Yiyuan?"

    "yes."

    "Why didn't you come to the first debate?"

    "At that time, Teacher Du Zhong had a research topic, which was about the Ruan Ji. A batch of newly unearthed manuscripts were unearthed in Kaifeng, Henan, some of which were related to the Ruan Ji. So I stayed with the teacher to obtain information."

    "Does Teacher Du also suggest you do this?"

    "Teacher Du suggested that I come back to participate in the first debate first, and then go over after participating." Song Yiyuan paused, "But Teacher Du was in poor health at the time and could not work at a high load, so I applied to directly participate in the second debate."

    "Is the "Zhizong Manuscript" you repeatedly mentioned in your paper the new manuscript unearthed this time?"

    "Yes. Teacher Du Zhong discovered in this original manuscript that the famous Ruan Ji research expert Qian Zhizong has a younger brother, and both brothers have done extensive research on the Ruan Ji. The "Zhizong Manuscript" written by his brother Qian Zhizong,  Part of it is a study of Ruan Ji, and some of its views"

    "Wait a moment."

    Song Yiyuan stopped.

    Wang Boru, the leader of the defense team, looked at her: "You said Qian Zhizong has a brother named 'Qian Zhizong'? Which 'zhi'?"

    "Zhihu is also 'zhi'. Qian's father was most fond of Confucius's 'knowing it is knowing it', and made it his academic motto. After giving birth to two sons, the eldest son was named 'Zhizong', and the second son was named 'Zhizong', which has the same pronunciation.  Different words.¡±

    "So the "Zhizong Manuscript" was written by the second son, not the manuscript of Qian Lao, whom we are familiar with?"

    "Yes."

    Team Leader Wang frowned and asked, "Are you sure?"

    Song Yiyuan nodded, "I'm sure."

    Teacher Zeng looked at her seriously: "But classmate, you wrote "Zhizong Manuscript" in your paper. We thought you had obtained new historical materials."

    "impossible."

    Song Yiyuan opened her manuscript - it was Qian Zhizong!

    "Don't read it with your manuscript." Teacher Zeng pointed to the paper in her hand. "I just compared it with the papers in the hands of the other three teachers. The four of us are the same. There are more than ten full papers.  Qian Zhizong is mentioned everywhere, but all you write about is Qian Zhizong."

    "This is no longer a basic typo problem. Two names represent two different views and meanings. Your paper is based on this person, but you wrote the person's name incorrectly when you sent the paper to us.  Don¡¯t you even check it?¡±

    "No, I was still out of town when the school notified me to submit the paper"

    "We don't listen to this, we only look at the results presented in front of us. If you submit this paper to us, it means that this is your final draft."

    "I didn't come to participate in the first defense, but I handed over a paper like this in the second defense with the names of the most important people and the titles of books written wrong. Classmate, what are you busy with? Or do you think the defense is just a formality before graduation? Whatever  Can you fool me by just messing with it?"

    "¡­¡­I don't."

    "And the paper you wrote. So many scholars have not confirmed the existence of Qian Zhizong. Why are you, an undergraduate, arguing these things as historical facts?"

    "A scanned version of the original manuscript is attached at the back of the paper, and scholars from various universities also confirmed its authenticity on the spot"

    "Before these things are finalized and become information that can be checked by the public, you, an undergraduate, do not have the ability to write this stuff."

    ¡°Young people, be more humble and practical in your studies, and don¡¯t be so proud.¡±

    "Be more serious and correct. If you submit a paper like this, what do you want us to say?"

    "I¡­¡­"

    "Go down and correct it yourself, and come back during the third debate."

    "teacher!"

    Song Yiyuan was shaken awake by Yu Yi.

    The two people¡¯s eyes met, and Song Yiyuan was stunned.

    Yu Yi didn¡¯t speak, just looked at her.

    Song Yiyuan couldn't face any look. She buried her head in the quilt, "I still want to sleep."

    "You sleep."

    Under the quilt, my eyelashes were shaking violently.

    ¡°You shouldn¡¯t go to Y City, you shouldn¡¯t have these dreams.  What's the use of holding on to the past when people move forward.  Time never bends or stops for anyone.

    Song Yiyuan spent the whole morning in the fitness room, sweating profusely and feeling comfortable.He said, "Eat quickly, I haven't eaten yet."

    Yu Yi gave her a piece of beef and said, "Eat."

    Song Yiyuan gave him a chopstick of tomatoes, "Tomatoes are more delicious than beef."

    The two of them buried their heads in eating.

    Song Yiyuan¡¯s hair was disheveled, and the hair behind her ears unknowingly loosened up, blocking her from eating. Song Yiyuan said goodbye casually.

    After a while, the hair fell down again.

    Before Song Yiyuan could make a move, a big hand reached out, carefully but clumsily twisting a strand of hair, and said goodbye to her ear.

    He didn¡¯t pin it well. As soon as he put his hand on his hair, it fell down again, and Yu Yi twisted it again.

    Song Yiyuan looked at him.

    Yu Yi frowned unconsciously. He was serious and serious. His expression seemed to be that he thought this strand of hair was his naughty child. As a parent, he didn't want to hurt them at all, but he was so disobedient and had to be taught a lesson.  lesson.

    Song Yiyuan chuckled and asked him: "What are you doing?"

    Yu Yi pinned up her hair and said nothing.

    Song Yiyuan took off the tie rope on her hand, "Tie it up for me."

    Yu Yi put down his bowls and chopsticks, moved behind Song Yiyuan, and gathered Song Yiyuan's hair with all his limbs.

    The man¡¯s hands touched her ears and neck, carefully and attentively, as if he was carrying out a great project.  Song Yiyuan saw Yu Yi tying his hair in the reflective mirror. It was funny at first, but gradually she just felt her heart swell.

    Yu Yi is still so taciturn and can't speak.  His face is often extremely cold, as if he is very unhappy.

    Song Yiyuan felt safe and secure.

    Yu Yi stiffly tied up her hair. Song Yiyuan looked at it and pulled it off.

    Yu Yi was stunned.

    Song Yiyuan turned to face him, her eyes bright and something else, "Is the office soundproofed?"

    Yu Yi: "?"

    "Will anyone come during the lunch break?"

    Yu Yi pursed his lips.

    Song Yiyuan slowly hooked her arm around his neck: "Would you like to play in the office?"

    The four eyes face each other.

    At this time, the electric blinds suddenly started.

    Song Yiyuan looked at it - behind her, Yu Yi was holding the remote control.

    The blinds on all sides slowly lowered, making the office darker and darker.

    "Have you drawn the blinds?"

    "No."

    "First time?"

    "Um."

    "That¡­¡­"

    The man kissed her.  The two of them were close together, Yu Yi's big palm caressed her back, and Song Yiyuan inserted her fingers into his hair, intertwining their lips and tongues, making tut-tut sounds.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? So impatient.

    ¡°Tsk, man.

    Yu Yi picked her up, and Song Yiyuan grabbed his waist.  Song Yiyuan was put on the desk.

    The skirt worn by Song Yiyuan.

    Yu Yi¡¯s eyes are burning with fire, which can burn people.

    Song Yiyuan looked away and said softly: "Let me tell you first, I didn't wear a skirt on purpose today."

    "I also wore the skirt yesterday, and the skirt I wore the day before yesterday, I"

    Yu Yi blocked her again.

    Thunder from the sky and fire from the earth, tsk, intense.

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    The plots related to the two characters Qian Zhizong and Qian Zhizong are fabricated and should not be mistaken for historical facts.

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