It was Ye Shengxue whom I hadn't seen for a few days.
Ye Shengxue first raised her head and glanced at the crowd in front of her. A trace of surprise flashed through her beautiful eyes. Then she turned to look at Fang Yu and smiled sweetly.
Fang Yu nodded towards Ye Shengxue.
However, Ye Shengxue's face was not very good. Although there was a light makeup on her face, it could not hide her pale face and haggard eyes.
Ye Shengxue slowly walked towards the back of the classroom.
"Senior, I will give you my position." At this time, a freshman boy sitting next to the aisle stood up with his face flushed.
"No, thank you, I'll stand behind for a while." Ye Shengxue said with a smile.
After saying that, Ye Shengxue walked straight to the open space behind the classroom, and the boys who were crowded in a group consciously gave way to the space.
Not long after Ye Shengxue stood still, another girl walked into the classroom door who couldn't help but attract attention.
Song Liuge looked at Fang Yu, her beautiful eyes widened. She said in surprise: "Fang Yu, it's really you. I always thought you were bragging!"
"I rarely brag." Fang Yu replied.
Song Liuge turned around and saw the classroom that was packed with seats.
"Wow, you are so popular." Song Liuge said.
Fang Yu smiled faintly.
Most students just wanted to watch the fun.
"Then I'll go find a seat first." Song Liuge smiled and waved to Fang Yu, then walked to the seat above.
Following the example of the freshman boy who took the initiative to give up his seat, this time many boys stood up and gave up their seats to Song Liuge.
Song Liuge's cheeks turned red, and he accepted the kindness of a boy in the front seat and sat down.
"bell……"
At this time, the class bell rang.
But the noise in the classroom did not decrease at all.
After Ye Shengxue and Song Liuge arrived, the atmosphere in the classroom was extremely high!
The group of boys almost fell into a carnival.
It was just an elective course, but three school beauties appeared!
Ye Shengxue, Song Liuge, and Tang Xiaorou, who had already taken seats early in the morning!
Although you can't touch it, being able to see it so close can make boys feel extremely excited!
Damn, I was right to choose this course!
Many boys thought to themselves.
"Xiaorou, do you really know this Fang Yu?" the girl sitting next to Tang Xiaorou asked curiously.
At this time, Tang Xiaorou's expression was not very good. She held the pen in her hand and looked angrily at Fang Yu on the podium.
Ye Shengxue and Song Liuge, who appeared just now, seemed to know Fang Yu and were very close to Fang Yu.
How many days has school started? Fang Yu has already met two beauties!
"Xiao Rou?" the girl next to her called again.
"Uh, yes, I know him. He used to be in the same middle school as me and was my deskmate." Tang Xiaorou glanced at Song Liuge, who was sitting not far in front, and said.
Song Liuge seemed to have heard Tang Xiaorou's words, turned his head to look at Tang Xiaorou, and smiled lightly.
This smile made Tang Xiaorou stunned for a moment, and then the displeasure in her heart became even higher.
"Be quiet."
At this moment, Fang Yu's voice suddenly reached the ears of every student present.
It was as if Fang Yu was standing beside him.
How could his voice carry so far?
All the students in the classroom looked at the podium in front of them.
"My name is Fang Yu, and I am a visiting professor at the School of Liberal Arts. You should have heard of me." Fang Yu stood in front of the podium and said.
"Of course I have." Many students responded with laughter.
The classroom started to become noisy again.
They didn't take Fang Yu seriously at all.
Such a young visiting professor might be a relative of one of the leaders who came in through the back door.
Although many people have heard about the miracle of Fang Yu's college entrance examination results. But no matter how good his college entrance examination results are, they don't think Fang Yu is qualified to become a professor.
"This course is called Literature and Writing, but actually, I just want to talk about literature. Writing depends on talent and accumulation. If I teach you, you won't be able to learn it."
Fang Yu didn't care at all about the noise in the classroom and said to himself.
But the strange thing is that he didn't shout when he spoke, but his voice was firmly transmitted to the ears of each student, extremely clear.
After hearing Fang Yu's words, the classroom immediately became quiet.
What does it mean?
Say they have no talent?
Many students were unhappy.
They were able to get into Nandu University, and everyone's college entrance examination scores were not bad. Most of them were among the top students in the class from elementary school to high school and had extremely strong academic talents.
Even the old professors dare not comment on their talents.
But Fang Yu's words were extremely arrogant.
"Professor Fang, right? What you said is contradictory. I know that you scored full marks in Chinese in the college entrance examination and your articles are very good. I recognize your talent. But when you talk about accumulation... everyone is around 20 years old.
Young man, how much better can your accumulation be than ours?" A boy with a short haircut sitting in the front row said with a sneer, "You wouldn't say that you started studying when you were still in the womb, right?"
As soon as these words came out, there was laughter all around.
"If you really want to say that, then I have no choice but to admit that you are awesome." The boy with the short hair said proudly.
The laughter grew louder.
Tang Xiaorou, who was behind, bit her pink lip, clenched her fists, and said, "Does this boy know how to respect others? What is he talking about?"
"Professor Fang's words just now are indeed a bit excessive...after all, he made fun of the entire classroom at once." The girl next to him whispered.
Fang Yu looked at the short-haired boy and asked, "What's your name?"
Want to file a complaint if you can't say it?
The short-haired boy sneered and replied: "My name is Lu Wei, a freshman in the Department of Ancient Chinese Literature."
"Lu Wei, what a good name." Fang Yu said with a faint smile, "The reeds on the wall are top-heavy and shallow-rooted. The bamboo shoots in the mountains have a sharp mouth, thick skin and a hollow belly."
This sentence reached the ears of every student equally clearly.
The meaning of the pair is very obvious, and all the students present can hear it directly.
This means that Lu Wei's knowledge level is low and he has no real talent or knowledge, but he is sharp-tongued and thick-skinned.
Reed and Luwei are exactly homophonic, and their directivity is very obvious.
Everyone looked at Lu Wei, and saw that Lu Wei's face was red from holding back, and for a moment they couldn't think of how to refute.
Everyone looked at Fang Yu again, and their eyes looked different now.
Fang Yu seems to be really talented and is not just an exam machine.
"Luwei... I'm sorry, the hypothetical question made by Lu Wei just now was very good."
"As for accumulation, you think it takes a lot of time to accumulate, but in fact it doesn't. People with real talents accumulate very quickly. Their memory is amazing, reaching the point of photographic memory. Whenever they are exposed to new knowledge, they
You can quickly remember that I encountered it back then..."
"Forget it. This kind of talent is too far away from you, so I won't talk about it and start taking literature classes next." Fang Yu said.
The classroom finally became quiet, and many students stared at Fang Yu, wanting to see what flowers Fang Yu could tell.
"Okay, you can start asking questions." At this time, Fang Yu suddenly said.
All the students were stunned.
Why are you asking a question all of a sudden?
He obviously hasn’t said anything yet!
"Literature is a huge category and I don't know what to talk about. So let's just do this. If you have any questions about literature that you don't understand, you can ask them and I will answer them for you." Fang Yu said.
Can you still attend class like this!?
There was silence in the classroom, and the students looked at each other.
At this time, a girl in the front row stood up.
It is Song Liuge.
The eyes of everyone in the classroom were immediately fixed on Song Liuge.
"Professor Fang, I would like to ask, what do you think of Liu Yan, a controversial writer in history?" Song Liuge asked.
Liu Yan?
Fang Yu had a strange expression on his face.
According to the interpretation of today's literary circles, Liu Yan was a highly accomplished human being and left behind many famous poems and paintings. His most famous work is a story about the Double Ninth Festival.
What is controversial about this person is that he was extremely young when he became famous, exactly twenty years old.
All his poems and paintings that have been handed down to this day were completed when he was twenty years old.
But since he was twenty years old, Liu Yan suddenly disappeared without a trace.
There is no historical record of his whereabouts, and there is no news of his death.
This genius just disappeared into the long river of history.
Therefore, most of the current literary circles believe that Liu Yan does not exist. It is possible that someone from that era compiled some unsigned works and unified them with the pseudonym Liu Yan.
There are also some people who believe that Liu Yan does exist, but it is not his original name, and the original author may not be able to reveal his identity for some reason.
In short, there are many opinions about Liu Yan throughout the Chinese historical and literary circles, but there has been no conclusion.
"Professor?" Song Liuge asked again when he saw Fang Yu was stunned.
Fang Yu came back to his senses and said with a smile: "You asked the right person this question.