Into Unscientific

  After leaving Lao Tang's dormitory.

  Xu Yun didn't return to his room, but went straight to the downstairs of the dormitory.

  The weather today is not bad. The warm sun shines on the ground through the gaps in the leaves. It looks like a good weather for hunting and eating.

   "Today is a good day, my heart is ringing. Everything I want can come true~ Today is a good day, open the door of my heart and welcome the east wind~"

  Xu Yun hummed leisurely, feeling inexplicably at ease.

  After leaving the dormitory, his pace quickened a bit.

  At present, the tool person in the Department of Mathematics cannot be counted on, so looking at Cambridge, only that person can help me at this time.

   But I just walked a few steps.

  Xu Yun suddenly paused.

   His eyes locked on a certain figure sitting under a tree more than ten meters away.

  This person is leaning against the tree at this time, seriously reading a book whose content is unclear, and whispering something in his mouth.

  However, what attracted Xu Yun's attention was not the other party's actions, but because this person was really.

   Tian Haosuo who I just met in London yesterday!

  Looking at Tian Haosuo who was completely absorbed in reading, Xu Yun pondered for a moment.

   Still turned around and walked towards him slowly.

  After coming to the other party, he took a deep breath and said in Chinese:

   "Good afternoon, Brother Hao."

   Hearing the Chinese language with the correct accent coming from his ear.

   Tian Haosuo closed the book almost subconsciously, stepped on the tree stump with his left foot wearing a cloth shoe, bounced off the ground with his strength and pulled himself away, taking a defensive posture.

  However, after discovering that the person who came was Xu Yun, the defense on Tian Hao's face instantly turned into astonishment:

   "Luo Luofeng? What...how is it you?"

  Xu Yun spread his hands towards him, and asked with a smile:

   "Why can't it be me? I'm also a student at Cambridge University anyway?"

  Afterwards, he straightened his face, cupped his hands at Tian Haosuo, and said:

   "Brother Hao, you and I are both Orientals. It is fate to meet in Europe. We should support and help each other."

   "However, Luo was unable to get away from something before, and he never came to visit. Brother Hao, please forgive me."

  Tian Haosuo was slightly taken aback, and immediately clasped his fists and said:

   "Brother Luo Feng is a graduate student. The younger brother is only a newcomer to his undergraduate degree. He is not as old as his elder brother. It should be the younger brother who should go to visit Brother Luo Feng."

  Tian Hao’s Chinese has an obvious Cantonese accent, which sounds a bit laborious.

   Fortunately, when Xu Yun was in the youth class, one of his roommates was from Chaoshan, Guangdong Province. After being influenced by his ears and eyes, he could understand the "Mandarin" spoken by Tian Hao.

   Then Xu Yun looked around and found that there was a stone table not far away, so he pointed there and said:

   "Brother Hao, how about you and I going over?"

  Tian Hao hesitated a little in the face of Xu Yun's invitation, but finally agreed:

   "That's very good, brother Luo Feng, please!"

  Xu Yun glanced at the "Introduction to Calculus" in his hand calmly, and replied:

"Please."

  Then the two of them walked a few steps forward and came to the stone table, where the north and the south sat facing each other.

   "Brother Hao, let me introduce you formally."

  After taking your seat.

  Xu Yun clasped his fist at Tian Haosuo again, and said:

   "Xialuofeng, style name Ji Ning, number 30,000 daily, ancestral home in Fuqing, Fujian Province, now twenty-four."

   "However, brother Hao, since you and I are in Dongyang, it is a bit inconvenient to pronounce words, so brother Hao can call me Luo Feng or Brother Luo Feng."

  Tian Haosuo immediately replied:

   "Little brother Tian Haosuo, written back, his ancestral home is Chaoshan, Guangdong Province. He was born in the twelfth year of Daoguang. He turned eighteen after last month."

  Although Tian Haosuo still looks a little restrained, under the pressure of the European environment, Tian Haosuo still shows some intimacy.

  It's a pity that there is no tea at the moment, after all, it still lacks some oriental flavor.

   After each other's age.

  Xu Yun pondered for a moment, and took the initiative to say to Tian Hao:

   "Brother Hao, when did you come to Europe?"

  Tian Haosuo raised his eyelids and glanced at him, then replied:

   "Brother Luo Feng, to tell you the truth, my little brother has been living in Europe since he was a child, about fifteen or sixteen years ago."

  Xu Yun raised his eyebrows and raised his voice a little:

"Oh?"

  Tian Hao's answer was somewhat unexpected—he thought Tian Fang was an overseas student sent by the government.

  Tian Haosuo nodded again, sighed, and explained slowly:

   "My father's name is Tian Liu. He was a merchant who traveled westward in the early years. He followed Frangji and came to Europe from Magang."

   "After many years of operation, I have a small business, so my family settled in Europa."

   "However, the sky did not go as planned. Five years ago, my father was killed in a sea trip. The family fortune has come to an end. My mother also died three years ago due to overwork."

   "Fortunately, my younger brother has good grades since he was a child. After studying hard, he was admitted to Cambridge University this year."

  Xu Yun nodded thoughtfully.

  Speaking of Frangji, many people may subconsciously think that this is the transliteration of French.

But in fact.

  Francois refers to the Portuguese and Spaniards.

  Portuguese began to trade with China in Magang in the 16th century, and most of the early Chinese students who studied abroad also took the road of Frangji people.

  The Spaniards were actually more disciplined in the early days of trade. All powers in Magang were in the hands of the Ming and Qing governments, which can be regarded as a win-win operation.

  It's a pity that they tasted the sweetness later, and these people showed their robber nature.

   Then Xu Yun raised his head, and his eyes quickly swept across Tian Haosuo's face.

as predicted.

  On Tian Haosuo's left cheek, a trace of abnormal red can be vaguely seen.

   Seeing this situation, Xu Yun asked again:

   "Brother Hao, do you have no relatives or old friends in London?"

   Strange to say.

  Hearing the words "old relatives", Tian Haosuo's expression froze.

  The already cramped facial lines became more and more rigid, as if recalling some bad memories.

after awhile.

  He let out a breath of boredom and said:

   "The little brother still has a seven-year-old sister in his family, and the rest are some uncles who partnered with him to do business when my father was alive, but... hey, let's not talk about that."

  Tian Hao waved his hand suddenly while talking, and for the first time since we met, he showed a proactive attitude, objecting to Xu Yun and asking:

   "Brother Luo Feng, what about you?"

"me?"

  Xu Yun was a little surprised by the change in Tian Hao's attitude, but he quickly replied:

   "Brother Hao, like you, I am also a descendant of Orientals, but the family-run area is mainly in the Netherlands"

  Xu Yun repeated the rhetoric he had used before, that is, his ancestors sold cotton in the Netherlands.

  Although many of the contents are false information fabricated by Xu Yun, he is a traveler of the 21st century after all, and his vision far exceeds that of Tian Haosuo, an aborigine in 1850.

  After some descriptions, Tian Haosuo was simply taken aback for a moment, without the slightest doubt.

  The two talked like this for more than ten minutes. The content was not too in-depth, but Xu Yun also found some useful information.

  For example, the largest Chinese gang in London is called the Flying Eagle Gang, and they work in several major ports in London on weekdays.

  The main members are Chinese people, and there are also Nanyang people, Cochin people, and even Neon people who are somewhat dependent.

  The Flying Eagle Gang has about 300 laborers. Since most of the laborers did not bring their relatives to England, the total number of people radiated by the entire gang is about 500 or so.

   Not too much, but not too little either.

   Except for the Flying Eagle Gang.

  Xu Yun also got another news from Tian Hao:

Up to now.

  The number of Chinese students studying abroad in this timeline, or the number of Chinese people who have received university education, is much higher than normal history.

  In normal history.

  As of 1850, the total number of foreign students who had received university education in Europe and America and were still alive was about 10-20.

   Half of these people are descendants of Eastern merchants, and the other half are Cantonese who came from Hong Kong.

   But in this instance right now.

  Up to now, there have been more than 50 Huaxia international students with the same conditions.

  The root of all evil that caused this situation is none other than Xu Yun!

   Or rather.

  Fat fish.

   If you want to be more precise, it is .

   "What are you talking about, many universities in Europe are looking for Fenglingyueyingzong?"

   Facing Xu Yun who was stunned, Tian Haosuo nodded slowly and said:

   "In the manuscript left by Mr. Newton, Mr. Fat Fish and the Fenglingyue Shadow School behind him have been mentioned many times."

   "If Mr. Newton has both nostalgia and admiration for Fat Fish, then he only has curiosity and awe for the mysterious Fenglingyue Shadow Sect."

   "According to Mr. Newton's guess, the knowledge mastered by Feng Ling Yue Shadow Sect may exceed this era by more than a hundred years."

   "So after the death of Mr. Newton, many universities took the idea of ​​giving it a try and admitted some descendants of Orientals."

   "Unfortunately, no one knows the news of Fenglingyue Shadow Sect, and no one can grow to the height of Mr. Fat Yu, but it has cultivated a lot of Chinese overseas students."

  “.”

  Xu Yun glanced at Tian Haosuo, who was talking eloquently, and felt that his throat was stuck and he couldn't vomit.

   Didn't expect that a noun I said casually at the beginning would have such a profound impact?

To know.

  For a single university, it may only admit two oriental students every three to five years.

   But how many universities are there in the whole of Europe?

  After long-term accumulation, this is actually a very considerable knowledge force.

  This power may be dispensable for Europe, because the intellectual power of the Western race they cultivated is greater.

  But for the long-term development of the East, it is undoubtedly a new force that may produce miraculous effects.

   Indeed.

   It is possible that only a few of these people have returned to the East, and it is more likely that they are still in their early stages at this time.

  But once the wheel of history turns as usual, and policies such as "learn from barbarians to control barbarians with their own skills" are put forward, this force may change some things.

Of course.

   is just possible.

all in all.

  At present, Xu Yunhe doesn't have many clues, and the relationship with Tian Hao's office is not too close. Some more in-depth contents are temporarily inconvenient to discuss in detail.

  So after a few more courteous words, the two parties agreed to talk about it another day, and they said goodbye to each other.

   After separation.

  Xu Yun walked alone on the road, frowning slightly, pretending to be in thought.

   "Tian Haosuo"

be honest.

  There should be no problem with Tian Hao’s background, and he can’t lie to himself about this kind of thing—normal undergraduate recruitment requires a certificate of completion of secondary education, and the relevant files can be found by looking for William Whewell.

  So the introduction of Tian Hao’s family experience in this part will probably not be false.

But on the other hand.

  He must still have a lot of inside information that he hasn't told himself.

  For example, why does he turn pale when he hears about old friends and relatives?

   Another example is the scar face he saw yesterday, why did he slap Tian Haosuo?

  Why is that Holt from the police department on the side there?

   This is obviously not an "uncle in business" who can explain the past.

   And there is

  The reason why Yicrow did not explode in this timeline, could it have something to do with some of the students from the East?

   It's confusing.

  With this doubt, Xu Yun walked all the way to a building.

   This is a three-storey row building. When Xu Yun first arrived at Cambridge University, it was here that he met William Whewell—of course, and the ax-throwing Prime.

  The student on duty in the Academic Affairs Building today was replaced by a short-haired, round-faced girl with a pair of large glasses, who looked a bit like a female version of Harry Potter.

  Xu Yun took the initiative to step forward and asked her politely:

   "This classmate, is Professor Faraday here?"

Note:

  Hands hurt so bad, I can’t even bend, I did acupuncture. These 4,000 words are one of the few manuscripts I have saved. I’m glad I didn’t update them yesterday.

  Tomorrow, when I recover, I will continue day after day. The foreshadowing is almost done, and the next step is the climax! !