ah?

this?

According to Xia Hongjun's idea, since he came, he would at least listen to one class to show respect for the teacher. After class, he would find Professor Wen and say that it would not be too late to not attend class in the future. Unexpectedly, he directly called him and asked him to leave!

Xia Hongjun had no choice but to stand up, bow to Wen Ming, then carried his schoolbag and walked towards the classroom door.

Awesome.

Can the teacher go out directly?

The students below were talking a lot, and well-informed people already knew the origin of Xia Hongjun and whispered.

"Hey, do you know why this guy is so awesome?"

"Why?"

"Xia Hongjun won the second prize in the poetry competition held by the Poetry Magazine not long ago!"

"Grass! Now there are so many poetry competitions in various places, and my buddy has won the second prize."

"You know what the hell is! Who is the first prize?"

"who?"

"North Island!"

"Gu Cheng and him tied for the second prize! Shu Ting only won the third prize!"

"Damn it! There are such a great man in our Normal University?" his companion was shocked.

.....

...

Another part of the classroom.

"Hey, do you know which poetry club Professor Wen is talking about? It's our Chaohua Poetry Club! These formulas were written by Xia Hongjun! Hehe..." This is a girl's voice. "The people from Haitang Poetry Club came in a fierce manner and walked away in shame. Xia Hongjun is so powerful."

"No wonder, you always looked at people just now. It turns out that you know each other, why don't you say hello?" the companion said curiously.

"I...sorry..." The girl was shy.

"Oh... are you attracted by being kind-hearted and handsome?"

"Don't talk nonsense... it's not." The two girls laughed in a low voice.

Xia Hongjun naturally didn't know this. He just stepped out of the classroom door with his schoolbag on his back when he suddenly heard Wen Ming say behind him: "Xia Hongjun, there is no need to wait for your poems for that long, right? I'll hand them over tomorrow!"

So urgent?

Just give it to him now.

Thinking of this, Xia Hongjun returned to the classroom.

"Student, I'm sorry." Xia Hongjun took out the paper and pen, lay down on a student's position near the door, and started writing.

Within two minutes, Xia Hongjun handed over the written poem to Wen Ming.

Wen Ming looked carefully and smiled on his face.

"You can leave now, I will give you full marks in this course."

"Thank you, teacher." Xia Hongjun bowed respectfully again and walked straight out of the classroom.

"Teacher, can we listen to the poems he wrote?" Before Wen Ming could speak, there were already students in the classroom.

"sure……"

When Xia Hongjun walked in the corridor, he heard Professor Wen recite loudly in his unstandard Mandarin:

wait

For some reason, I obviously want to talk to you.

But I lied to you that the storm is just right, so I should write some poems.

Don't laugh at me,

I think it's the sound of nature, too.

...

.....

I want to drink some wine to lose weight and be blown away by the wind.

But when I think it will be your passerby,

I felt that I had become a passerby in the whole world.

Even though the wind is strong, it bypasses my soul.

....

....

There was warm applause in the classroom.

"Next, I'll start calling..."

At this time, Xia Hongjun had just walked out of the stairs.

This is the masterpiece of Xibei, a poet born in the 1990s.

It is a poem that Xia Hongjun likes very much.

Since class was not in, Xia Hongjun was about to go to the library to continue his typing work.

"Time is worth every inch of money. The teacher said that money cannot buy time..."

Xia Hongjun hummed the song and walked towards the library with light steps.

Almost two hours passed, Xia Hongjun rubbed his somewhat sore wrinkled wrists, packed his schoolbag and walked towards the teaching building. Below was an English class.

According to his ideas, you will definitely skip classes in English, but you still need to observe the situation in the first class. Seeing how the teacher calls out, is he likes Professor Wen?

This time, he did not sit in front but to the end, an inconspicuous corner, very close to the back door, and could sneak out at any time while the teacher was not paying attention. Coincidentally, Wu Xiaobing and Yang Tao were there, and it seemed that both of them had the same plan.

The English teacher is very young, and she looks elegant and elegant in her early thirties in a gray suit and gold-rimmed glasses.

As soon as he got on the podium, he spoke a lot of English, and the students in the classroom were confused.

These days, students learn mute English in high school. Look, no problem, listen? Who can understand?

When Xia Hongjun heard this, he heard it.

Haha, it's OK!

Immediately packed my schoolbag and prepared to leave.

"Hey...what did he say? Is this class no longer available?" Wu Xiaobing asked hurriedly.

"He said he just came back from the United States and was very convinced of the American education method. Students can come to class or not, no problem."

This time, Xia Hongjun was the first to leave the classroom, and the English teacher nodded and smiled.

What a good teacher...

Xia Hongjun looked at the blue sky. If the university teachers were like these two, how comfortable this university life would be!

Kaisen!

On the first morning, I didn’t even listen to a few minutes of class!

Another great advantage of not attending classes in the morning is that you can rush to the cafeteria to make meals in advance. Xia Hongjun went to the cafeteria to get a portion of rice before the large army of students flocked to him.

Xia Hongjun returned to the dormitory swayingly. He originally thought that Shen Jinzhu and the others had already gone to the cafeteria to have dinner, but he didn't expect that except Yan Yubing, the rest were all in the dormitory. When he saw him coming in, he immediately looked at him with one look.

"What's wrong with you? Don't go to the cafeteria to have a meal? Or are there anyone going to treat you?"

Xia Hongjun is very strange.

"Lao Xia, what's the matter with that formula for writing ancient poetry?"

"Did you write that song "In the Mirror"?"

"Are you the next door Lao Xia?!"

"Are you admitted to the wrong person?!"

"Old Xia, what did Lao Wu tell me? It's awesome. I didn't even attend a class this morning!" Shen Jinzhu's voice was very loud.

"Old Xia, your affairs have spread among the freshmen in several classes now, so don't pretend." Wu Xiaobing looked envious.

"Hey, what's there to say about the past?" Xia Hongjun was humble.

"No! Lao Xia, you should have said it earlier! I was so confused that I was in the library yesterday, and I was still dizzy until now." Shen Jinzhu complained.

"I said, Boss, what does it matter if you go to the library or not to tell me?" Xia Hongjun was both angry and funny.

"Of course it's related." Shen Jinzhu was justified: "What kind of person in my dormitory is good at writing poetry? I'm just learning what you wrote."

Speaking of this, Shen Jinzhu looked serious and said earnestly: "Old Xia, it's up to you whether I can find you a beautiful sister-in-law."
Chapter completed!