[Thanks to the night elf brother with the wind for the red tip! Thank you brothers for your support!]
As soon as I got back to the bedroom, I quickly took the wooden box off the bookshelf and opened it solemnly. The scent of the wooden box is soothing. I guess that this medical book is packed in such a wooden box, it has no deep meaning. Reading requires a peaceful state of mind. The fragrance of this wooden box can calm the mind, and naturally can make people quickly enter the state of reading.
I didn't want to spend too much time thinking about this, so I carefully took out the medical book. Instead of turning the pages immediately, I sank into the book and searched for the thoughts attached to it. It was not what I expected. Such ancient books will definitely have pure thoughts attached to them. Especially for this kind of manuscript book, the person who left this medical book must have put a lot of energy into this book, and a high degree of concentration and spiritual sustenance will naturally leave extremely pure thoughts on the book.
You must know that this medical book is used as a medium for inheriting medical skills, and the person who wrote the book was so focused when writing this book. Moreover, each generation of people who accept the inheritance will also leave extremely pure thoughts when they learn the techniques of this book. These ideas pooled their doctors' medical experience. For a slacker like me, it's better to digest these thoughts than to slowly grasp the content of the book from the book. This is the welfare of the cultivators I am waiting for. Many people think that cultivators have supernatural powers that they can never forget and that they can understand by analogy. Of course, whether other cultivators can digest their thoughts, I have not been able to verify this question.
As I ascended to the yin god stage, I digested these thoughts much faster than before. Moreover, this medical book is the inheritance book of Professor Qi's family. Not many people have read this book, although the thoughts on it are pure. But there are not many. Fortunately, as a book of inheritance, the Qi family has been very careful to keep it. The ideas in the book are hardly wiped out. All were kept. Medical books are not written by one person. Instead, it has been revised and supplemented by the Qi family from generation to generation. The content is very informative,
Absorbed these thoughts. Reading this medical book again is like reading your own diary. Especially in some of these cases, the treatment process actually replayed in my mind. I naturally know how valuable such an experience is.
Consecutive days. I didn't even go to the library, I read the thick medical book in my bedroom every day. A medical book contains the Qi family's medical experience of generations of doctors. My understanding of Chinese medicine is also deeper than before. The reason why Chinese medicine has slipped to where it is today is not the fault of Chinese medicine. It is the severance of cultural heritage. Chinese medicine is built on a long cultural heritage. Cultural inheritance is unsustainable, and traditional Chinese medicine naturally loses the soil for survival. How can soilless trees thrive? Being able to survive until today is entirely due to the solid foundation of traditional Chinese medicine. It doesn’t feel bad to sell the land from generation to generation. Even if the foundation of traditional Chinese medicine is solid, how can it withstand such profligacy
At this point, I can understand Professor Qi's mood. Willing to kill the enemy. Powerless. Even though he tried his best to hold up the banner of traditional Chinese medicine, how could he be able to compete with the menacing Western medicine alone
I was so engrossed in this medical book that I almost forgot that the festival had already begun. Various departments take turns to hold various cultural activities. The art festival is the annual highlight of the Medical University, and the school and various departments attach great importance to it.
The school has a good relationship with the provincial orchestra, and they are invited to perform at the school every year. The provincial orchestra has put down the so-called artist shelf over the years. They are no longer limited to performing on the stage of the provincial theater, but strive to cooperate with various institutions and schools to send art to various units. Therefore, for art festivals like the Medical University, they are also very happy to come and participate.
However, the artist always has the feelings of the artist, although he puts down his body to perform at the Medical University. But there are times when there will inevitably be some contempt. Especially when the students of the Medical University performed on the same stage with them. Medical students can clearly feel the contempt of these artists.
Although the students in the art troupe are already at the highest level of the Medical University, they are still amateurs no matter what, compared with the professional level of the provincial orchestra. Naturally there is a huge difference. As the head of the group, Zhang Lixian naturally has to bear the greatest pressure. Her personal experience is also the most direct and real.
I automatically joined the art troupe that day, and after attending a party, I never showed up in the art troupe again. Recently, even the performance in the bedroom has been temporarily stopped. The cultural program in our dormitory building suddenly became a lot more monotonous. I could only hear the bathing song coming from the bathroom every afternoon.
Yang Lingyun came here every day, but seeing that I was attentively reading the medical book, she sat in our dormitory for a while and then went back by herself. Other students are embarrassed to disturb me. After all, for students, learning is the first task. And my book was given by Professor Qi, and it was very advanced at first glance. It is completely handwritten in traditional Chinese characters. But I looked like I was looking at it, and it turned quickly. The way they looked at me. Full of admiration.
Zhang Lixian couldn't sit still and ran to our bedroom in person. I just read this medical book. Let's end for now.
"Huang Jingyang, Huang Daxia! You really can sit still! Our art troupe has been in a mess these days. The provincial orchestra is coming soon, and you're sitting in your dormitory reading books all day long. You're not prepared at all. In this state, how can you give the arrogant artists of the Provincial Orchestra a disgrace? Let me tell you, if you don't pay attention to them, they will not ignore you." Zhang Lixian said.
"How is it possible that they don't know me. What's more, they are artists of the Provincial Art Troupe. How can they put me in the eyes of a college student?" Naturally, I didn't quite believe it.
"As usual, they would naturally not put a college student in their eyes. But it is hard to guard against thieves. Du Shenwei has a relative in the vocal orchestra. At this time of year, he volunteered to contact the provincial orchestra. You don't know what it's like. He definitely doesn't want to see you. He will definitely tell the Provincial Orchestra about your situation, and at the same time, disclose our plans." Zhang Lixian said this, I understood.
This Du Shenwei is also a very strange person. He wants to chase Yang Lingyun, but other people don't like him at all, and even put resentment on my head. And being so hypocritical. He was actually able to be the deputy head of the school's art troupe, and he was still the head of the art troupe. It is estimated that he is also a very good person in front of the teacher.
"I'm at this level anyway. Even if I practice every day, it's the same thing. Just prepare when they're ready." I don't care that much. Compared with a few ordinary people, if I don't have any confidence at all, why would I talk about cultivating
"Why aren't you in a hurry at all? It's really worrying. They must have prepared the guqin. Your guqin is very good, and they will definitely come to the master of guqin to beat you. Maybe they will play the guitar like you. It will even use other musical instruments that you do not know to attack you completely. If you lose, our well-prepared counterattack this time will be a complete failure." Zhang Lixian said worriedly.
"Don't worry. Soldiers will block water and cover with soil." I said calmly.
The evening party of the art troupe and the provincial orchestra became the most popular one of the Medical University Art Festival. As early as a few days before the party, the tickets for the party were very popular at the Medical University. This ticket is not easy to get. The allocation of tickets is fixed. The faculty and staff will share a portion, and the student union will keep a portion, and then each department will receive a certain share. Finally, the art troupe has a part of itself. But the total is just as many tickets, and the total number of students in the school is so large. Impossible to cram it all into the auditorium. The TV in the classroom will be live simultaneously. But where can there be such a good effect when watching live broadcasts
Before the party started, the atmosphere of the party was already brewing. The discussion on this evening party on medical *bs was also extremely lively. Most people think that my guqin level is absolutely the top level among students, but compared with the professional level, it is still not enough.
And there is also a certain number of people who think that those who don't like me are not really listening to my performance. So greatly underestimated my level. They think that my level is no longer a professional level and can be measured. If there are still master-level luthiers in this world, I should be counted as one.
"Huang Jingyang, look, you are now a big star in the Medical University. You are the one who talks about you every day on bbs. Someone posted the recording of your performance that day on bbs. It's so handsome. I don't know about these people. What are you thinking? What kind of artists are those in the Provincial Orchestra in name, but aren't most of them actually graduates from music schools? If they really have great skills, they would still be in the Provincial Orchestra? Why don't they go to concerts? What? But this time they knew in advance that there is a master like you, and they should send a guqin master here. You still have to be careful." Fan Zhilong brought the notebook over and showed me the contents above.
"Be careful! As far as Huang Jingyang's level is concerned, it is useless for anyone to come to the provincial orchestra. This time Du Shenwei is going to shoot himself in the foot. He is also going to hit Huang Jingyang. Isn't this obviously putting his face together and letting Huang Jingyang beat him? If the orchestra really did this, they would be pitted by Du Shenwei. Wouldn't this make Huang Jingyang smash their brand? If it is known that they lost to a college student at the Medical University, who will invite them to perform with the orchestra in the future? "Li Chaoyong smiled disdainfully. (.)