Wu Xie called Zheng Fang a teacher, not Professor Zheng, which made Zheng Fang a little unhappy.
"Everyone knows that France is a country with very developed literature. I wonder if you have read some French literary works?" Zheng Fang said this in English, mainly to make everyone understand
His words, otherwise, in order to show off his French proficiency, would be very useful in French.
Chen Ying's eyes showed a proud look. Wu Xie claimed to have studied French to pick up girls. How could this vulgar person have read some French literary works? And if a French teacher only stays at speaking French and writes some French.
To a degree, it is not enough. A French teacher must also learn about some important French literary works.
"Of course I have seen it, like Guillaume Misso and Mark Levi, I like it very much." Wu Xie said with a smile.
Zheng Fang's eyes showed a look of contempt and sneered: "It turns out that Teacher Wu Xie likes two of the most famous popular novel writers in F Country. What I want to ask is whether Teacher Wu Xie has seen the literary masters in the history of F Country.
Books, such as Hugo, Dumas, Flaubert, oh, by the way, of course, they have to read their original French version. I know, this is a bit difficult for ordinary people, but we are university teachers and should go
To appreciate the charm of the master, for example, I like the most is Flaubert's "Madame Bovary". There is a famous saying that is widely circulated in Kundera, Milan, which is roughly the meaning is until the appearance of Flaubert.
The novel finally caught up with the poetry…”
Zheng Fang talked endlessly, and everyone around him cast a respectful look at him, and his face was even more proud, as if there was a golden light protecting his body and a rosy light shining on his back.
"Teacher Zheng, please pause. This lesson is about how to learn French, not about French literature. Since Teacher Zheng has read so many French literary works, then can Teacher Zheng recite your favorite literary works?
What about a clip in it?" Wu Xie interrupted Zheng Fang with a smile.
Zheng Fang frowned, a little angry at Wu Xie's behavior of interrupting his words, but there was no displeasure on his face, and he was even a little proud. Since Wu Xie interrupted his words like this, he let him go.
He recited a classic French literary work, which must be because he did not have any confidence in his heart.
Zheng Fang thought so in his heart.
Wu Xie did not make things difficult for him for this request. He has read many masterpieces of postings and of course he has memorized many of them. All of this is difficult for him.
"Of course." Zheng Fang smiled and read aloud in a high voice: "The bishop has no contempt for the hard-working criminal Jean Valjean, but has a sincere relationship. When Jean Valjean stole the bishop's silverware,
The bishop was not angry, but gave him two silver candlesticks. He said: Sir, I will use these candlesticks to redeem your soul from the devil, and from now on your heart will belong to God.
Now.”
After saying that, Zheng Fang showed a proud look in his eyes, "This is the most exciting passage in Hugo's "Les Miserables", and it also laid a solid foundation for the whole book. Because "Les Miserables" shows rain
The humanitarian spirit advocated by the Lord and the idea that only truth, goodness and beauty are the ones that dominate the world.”
"Professor Zheng is really amazing. I didn't expect that he could recite that passage word by word in one breath."
"Yes, and the pronunciation is so perfect."
Those French majors all showed admiration in their eyes.
Wu Xie nodded, smiled slightly, said nothing, reached out to pick up the chalk and wrote it on the gangster.
The audience was in an uproar!
Zheng Fang's eyes were extremely shocked because Wu Xie wrote exactly what he had just read, and he wrote a word incorrectly.
Those who were originally discussing how powerful Professor Zheng was, all their eyes widened at this moment because they all understood that what Wu Xie wrote was exactly what Zheng Fang said.
The news spread throughout the auditorium.
"Teacher Wu Xie is so amazing. I didn't expect that his post was no worse than Professor Zheng at all, and it seemed even better." A little star of admiration appeared in a girl's eyes, and the girl who studied French was also very romantic in her heart.
They seemed that the young and handsome Wu Xie was much more charming than Zheng Fang. Zheng Fang was so old that he actually showed himself so proudly in front of a young teacher, and he felt like he was relying on his seniority.
Seeing this, a boy next to him said sourly: "Maybe it's a blind cat who meets a dead mouse."
"Then let's wait and see!" The girl looked at the boy with dissatisfaction.
Zheng Fang frowned and continued to whisper in French: "As accustomed to peaceful days, she likes the troublesome autumn. She loves the sea just for the surging waves on the sea; she loves the grass because the grass embellishes the broken walls.
She asked food to suit her preferences; she thought it was useless if she could not immediately satisfy her spiritual needs; she was sentimental and did not fall in love with art, and she sought subjective feelings, not objective scenery."
"I know this, this is a clip from Madame Bovary."
"Yes, Professor Zheng is really amazing."
"I don't know if Teacher Wu Xie can write it..."
Before he finished speaking, he looked at Wu Xie on the stage in shock. The passage he had just said had been wiped clean by Wu Xie with a blackboard brush. However, the passage of the text that Zheng Fang read was written by Wu Xie with a pen
I wrote it out word by word, and it was done in one go, without any feeling of being dragged on. Someone even brought all the original posts of "Baofari" I brought with me. When I turned to that page, I found that Wu Xie had actually connected one
There is nothing wrong with punctuation.
"This is simply amazing. Has he memorized all of this?"
"Idol, I finally have an idol. I didn't expect that he is not only as good as fighting, but also as good as French."
Zheng Fang's face turned pale.
There was a smile on Sun Pingze's face. Sun Yingben's somewhat nervous expression was relaxed at this moment, and his tight hand opened easily, letting a sigh of relief.
Unlike Sun Pingze, the expressions of the two brothers Chen Mo and Chen Ying are as ugly as they are.
Chen Ying turned his head and looked at Xiao Wang angrily, Xiao Wang's whole body was trembling.
"Xiao Wang, do you have anything else to say?"
Chen Ying's eyes were as cold as ice, which made Xiao Wang feel a sense of collapse. He looked at Wu Xie on the stage with hatred.
"Don't talk, right? From now on, you will be fired!" Chen Ying said coldly.
"Director Chen, please give me another chance! I can't lose this job. My parents and people in the village are proud of me. If I lose this job, then I'm in
The countrysiders couldn't straighten their backs even before they were there." Xiao Wang begged.
A cold smile flashed in Chen Ying's eyes, "This is the price of your lie. You dare to cheat me. Humph, get out. If I let me see you again, you will not want to find a job in Shanghai in the future.
!”
After Chen Ying finished speaking, he turned his head and did not look at Xiao Wang again.
Xiao Wang feels abandoned by the whole world. He is a little unwilling to accept that he graduated from an authentic prestigious university with a master's degree. Why do others get expelled if they want to be expelled? But Wu Xie is just a junior high school student, but he can become a teacher in college.
Still so famous, thinking of this, a strong jealousy occupied his patience. He hated Wu Xie, and never hated him like now, but when he thought of Chen Ying's words, he still lowered his head and secretly disappeared from the auditorium
No one noticed his departure, he was just a small character. However, there was a special post in the online forum that said.