Rebirth: Return of the Abandoned Young Man

In the blink of an eye, half a month has passed since I came to Qinglan University, and Zhuo Bufan was already late for more than a week, and in the blink of an eye, it will be the National Day.

University life is different from high school. University life is more free and the curriculum is very flexible. Students in a class spend very little time together every day. Zhuo Bufan is only familiar with Fatty and Chen Junyang. As for the others, he has no one. know.

For the past half month, Zhuo Bufan was two points and one line, except at school, he went back to the medical clinic to help Zhang Xiaocui. The only thing that made Zhuo Bufan feel depressed was that Zhang Xiaocui was deliberately trying to match him and Zhang Huan, but he didn't say it clearly. He couldn't find a reason to refuse directly, and it was impossible for him to pull Zhang Huan outside and tell her that he didn't like her, it would hurt the girl's heart.

"I searched more than half of the school library, but I still haven't found any written records on the treasure map." Zhuo Bufan frowned.

Qinglan University is known as the No. 1 University in Zhejiang Province and the top ten institutions of higher learning in Longguo. Although the library is not as good as Harvard, it is not small. The three libraries together can accommodate tens of thousands of students. Read a book in it.

"It would be great if you cultivated your spiritual sense. Then you don't need to read one by one here like now. Just scan it with your spiritual sense, and you will know where the things you need to find are." Zhuo Bufan stood In front of the bookshelf, he smiled wryly.

The bookshelf in front of him is full of dusty books, all of which are articles published in the 1970s and 1980s for postgraduate entrance examinations in ancient Chinese literature. Normal thing, so these books are covered with dust.

Zhuo Bufan put the books in his hand into the bookshelf, sighed, and suddenly looked to his side.

I saw a white-haired old man wearing presbyopic glasses standing by and flipping through a book with a tattered cover, on which the words 'Gu Loulan' could be faintly read.

"Professor Yu." Zhuo Bufan called out politely.

This old man is the professor of the elective class he applied for. He has been doing literature research all his life and dedicated his time to academics. This kind of person, Zhuo Bufan has a heart of respect.

"Oh." Yu Wenda pushed the presbyopic glasses frame on the bridge of his nose, and looked at him suspiciously. Zhuo Bufan rarely blushed. Although he respected the old professor, he hadn't been to the professor's class a few times. The old professor It's normal not to know him.

Yu Wenda smiled and said, "You are Zhuo Bufan?"

Zhuo Bufan didn't expect that he still remembered himself, maybe it was because of the impressive scar on his face, he nodded and said, "Professor Yu, what are you looking at?"

"Just flip through it. I have been doing research and research on Gu Loulan for the past few years, but unfortunately there has been no progress!" Yu Wenda said, shaking his head, and sighed: "The society is different now, and I can calm down Fewer people come to do research, as marketing managers, doing anything can make more money than high academics, and the national funds are used to develop science and technology, medicine, and real estate, which is better than using old men like us to do research.”

Zhuo Bufan nodded approvingly, doing academic research does have little effect on social progress, and it would be faster than building a building.

"However, I still think it's better to do research. The birth and destruction of every civilization will always inspire the world, so as not to repeat the same mistakes." Zhuo Bufan said suddenly. He once saw a Da Neng destroyed a planet with one move, just because the people on that planet sent people to beat him for no reason.

A gleam flashed in Yu Wenda's cloudy eyes, and he said with a smile: "You have such comprehension at such a young age, it's not bad, it's true that our academic research can't bring benefits to the society and the country immediately, but it does The impact is long-term.”

Zhuo Bufan didn't hear what he said clearly, anyway, he had to leave the earth to go to the universe to cultivate, but his eyes fell on Professor Yu's other hand, which was holding a broken page of the book, The pages of the book are yellowed, but the text on it is exactly the same as the treasure map in Zhuo Bufan's hand.

"Professor Yu, what is in your hand?"

"Oh, what are you talking about? My friend and I bought this from a Captain Mo Jin. I have been studying the words on it all the time, so it's so-so." Yu Wenda glanced at the page in his hand and said with a smile : "But I checked a lot of materials in the National Library, but I didn't find any records of this kind of writing. It should be a writing left by a small tribe or race."

Zhuo Bufan thought about it seriously, should he give the treasure map in his hand to Professor Yu for help?

After hesitating for a while, Zhuo Bufan finally made a uniform order. It is undoubtedly as difficult for him to search like a needle in a haystack. Even if Professor Yu knows the secret above, it doesn’t matter. That's it.

"Professor Yu, in fact, there is a piece of cloth in my house that wrote this kind of writing on it. My grandmother in my hometown picked it up from outside. I don't know what it is." Zhuo Bufan pretended to be hazy, and touched his nose.

But Yu Wenda's eyes lit up like light bulbs, "Really, show me quickly, I dragged a lot of connections and spent a lot of money to get such a small piece of yellow paper, I have studied it for three years, do you really have it at home?"

"Well, there are, but in my hometown, I can get them when I go home after the National Day." Zhuo Bufan didn't take them out recklessly. He still wants to check the information these days. If he can find the best by himself, The fewer people who know this secret, the better.

Yu Wenda pondered and said: "You are still in my hometown, so hurry up and take it back for me to have a look, maybe you will find something important, and you will be the first to do it by then." After finishing speaking, Yu Wenda took out a white business card, He presented his hands to Zhuo Bufan and said, "This is my phone number, just call me when the time comes."

"Well, yes, Professor Yu." Zhuo Bufan nodded, and glanced at the business card. There was only a string of phone numbers and names, and nothing else. It's too low-key, after all, he is a professor at the full level, and even the school leaders want to buy him some face.

After bidding farewell to Professor Yu, Zhuo Bufan left the library and went straight back to the class. Now there is finally a clue about the treasure map, hoping to crack the secret above.

Suddenly, Fatty and Chen Junyang returned from buying soda outside, they looked at each other, and walked in front of him.