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Chapter 280 Zhuangzi Research Institute

Chapter 280 Zhuangzi Research Institute

Huang Yanni thought for a while and said, "We can make a batch of small hanging tags with epigrams from "Zhuangzi" written on them, and then hang these hanging tags on the branches of the campus boulevard, and sign all the names of our Zhuangzi Research Institute."

Song Nuan's eyes suddenly widened: "Wait, what was the last sentence you said just now?"

Huang Yanni repeated inexplicably: "The name of our Zhuangzi Research Institute is all signed, is there anything wrong?"

Song Nuan finally heard clearly this time: "Zhuangzi Research Institute..."

Huang Yanni slapped her head quickly: "Oh, I made a slip of the tongue, it should be Zhuangzi Study Club."

Song Nuan raised her index finger and shook it: "NO, NO, NO, you didn't make a slip of the tongue, instead, you gave our society a more suitable name?"

Huang Yanni was taken aback immediately: "Huh?"

Song Nuan: "Obviously, your Zhuangzi study club is more meaningful than mine!"

"Xi means practice. Confucius said that it is a joy to learn and practice from time to time. The optics are not good enough, so you have to practice it from time to time."

"When we study Zhuangzi, we can't just stay at the metaphysical level. We have to practice it from time to time, so that we can better understand the essence of Zhuangzi, right?"

Shi Xiang raised his eyebrows disapprovingly: "However, the core of Zhuangzi is inaction. If you want to practice it, wouldn't you be doing something? This is contrary to Zhuangzi's theory!"

Song Nuan: "The practice we are talking about is not advocating to do something, on the contrary, we are advocating not to do something! For example, we can choose one day every month to completely throw away the mobile phone, and on another day follow the law of heaven. Work day and night, or sit under the pines without doing anything in a daze..."

Tang Yimo raised his eyebrows lightly: "It sounds quite attractive. I have always wanted to practice these things, but I can't do them without restraint."

Song Nuan's eyes immediately sparkled like a sparkle: "That's right, if you want to do it but can't do it because there is no binding force, you should join the club! The club's initiatives and activities are to allow individuals to gain group power Inspired!"

Huang Yanni nodded: "Hearing what you said, I feel like I can't wait to join this club."

Song Nuan: "Then let's officially name our society...Zhuangzi Research Society!"

Huang Yanni: "By the way, don't you have to pay a membership fee to join an association? How much do you plan to charge?"

Song Nuan: "How much do other clubs charge?"

Huang Yanni: "It seems to be around one hundred yuan."

Song Nuan waved a big hand: "Okay, then we will follow the trend and collect one hundred yuan."

"Then let's divide the work now. Yimo, you are responsible for purchasing the ancient costumes for the four of us. You should pay for it first, and then ask me to reimburse you."

"Yanni, go and extract Zhuangzi's aphorisms, and then find a Taobao store to make these aphorisms into hanging tags that can be hung on tree branches."

"Xiang, you are responsible for finding a tree-lined avenue with a lot of traffic, and then go to the student union to apply for the privilege of hanging tags on trees."

"I will make club background boards, leaflets, small gifts and so on."

The four nodded, expressing that they had no objections.

Song Nuan stood up and stretched out her right hand boldly, and the other three also stood up and stretched out their right hands.

"Zhuangzi Research Institute, rise up!"

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At 9 o'clock in the evening, a Shaanxi noodle restaurant outside the University of Peking.

A man in his 30s wiped his mouth with a paper towel in satisfaction after eating a bowl of fried noodles.

Obviously, the taste of fried noodles in this era is much more authentic than that of 100 years later.

Maybe it’s because there are still a lot of handmade ingredients in the ingredients from the raw materials to the making of the noodles. Unlike that era 100 years later, there are almost no artificial ingredients in a bowl of fried noodles.

Although the efficiency is very high, it loses the original and natural taste of the food!

The man got up, took out 20 yuan from his wallet and put it on the counter.

The proprietress raised her eyebrows lightly, found 5 coins and put them in the man's palm.

People who still pay with banknotes in this era are almost becoming rare animals, and the man in front of him is the best among rare animals.

If I remember correctly, he has eaten noodles here for 10 consecutive days, and he has paid all in cash.

Men are not antiques, but mobile payment will leave a lot of unnecessary network traces.

After all, for this era, he is a person who does not exist, so it is better not to leave any clues.

After leaving the Shaanxi noodle shop, the man put the hood of his sportswear on his head, and lightly weighed 5 coins in his palm, making a rhythmic metallic sound.

The man walked unhurriedly along the crowded street.

He likes to observe these people coming and going. Although their clothes and hairstyles are so old-fashioned in his eyes, their faces also have expressions very similar to those of people 100 years later.

Hasty, dignified, dazed, numb, happy, excited, calm...

The same variety, with mixed flavors.

When passing a milk tea shop ahead, the man stopped, put 5 coins on the counter, and ordered a cup of classic original milk tea.

The milk tea maker is a 27-year-old girl with a crisp ponytail, eyes with a clarity that does not match her age, and a striking mole at the corner of her mouth.

Every time the man's gaze would pass over the mole on the corner of the girl's mouth, he felt that the mole was like the finishing touch, endowing the girl with a cute and playful temperament.

The girl made the milk tea and handed the milk tea to the man with a smile: "Your milk tea is ready, welcome to come again next time."

The man took the milk tea, turned around and walked several steps away, the image of the girl's smiling face remained in front of his eyes.

He felt as if he liked that girl a little bit...

However, this idea is very dangerous, because once he makes a move to approach the people of this era, it will inevitably cause chaos in time and space 100 years later.

The man entered an inconspicuous neighborhood in front of him, and then walked into the basement through the side door of a building.

It's not because he likes living in the basement so much, but because it can avoid contact with neighbors as much as possible. For that reason, any deep contact will easily cause chaos in time and space a hundred years later.

After closing the door, the man immediately picked up the watering can and sprayed water on the green plants in the house. These green plants are good for improving the musty smell in the basement.

After that, the man sat in front of the computer while sipping milk tea, and pressed the power switch.

Almost instantly, the computer entered the desktop, the man opened the video log, and began to record today's content.

By the way, I forgot to introduce, the man's name is Zhou Yang, a name that sounds extremely common even in this era.

(End of this chapter)