A little-known visiting professor came to Nankai University. He was less than twenty years old, and he was a handsome guy.
The news quickly spread throughout the school.
You must know that the total number of teachers and students at Nankai University is only five or six hundred, and they are basically invisible, and the most talented and famous young people in the country basically come from scholarly and official families.
But no one has heard of this name.
"Feng Ziheng? I have never heard of this name. Is there a famous family named Feng?"
"When Boss Mei formed the 'National Opera Society', there was a Sanqin man named Feng, but he was an opera singer."
“What great literary figures can be produced by opera singers?”
"That's right. Even if Principal Zhang sacrifices himself for five buckets of rice, he can't invite a descendant of an actor to be a professor of literature."
Everyone was talking about it, and some older professors couldn't help but shake their heads and sigh, saying that President Zhang had no regard for his face in order to raise funds, and anyone could be recruited as a professor. It wouldn't matter if it was a business school, but if you recruit a visiting professor from the liberal arts school
, and starting an elective course specifically is just a joke.
When Lu Xun and Hu Shizhi went to Peking University, Cai Yuanpei did not give them such great treatment.
The young lecturers were agitated and said they would go to Principal Zhang to file a complaint to see if there was something shady behind the protest.
When Chen Zhiyuan returned to the office, the small office was already crowded with people. When they saw him, they asked:
"Brother Chen, have you found out the origin of Professor Feng? Is he a graduate of Tsinghua University and Peking University, or from a famous foreign university?"
"Xiao Chen, did he come in through connections?"
"Teacher Chen, I heard that Professor Feng is very handsome."
Chen Zhiyuan was confused by their questions and said with a wry smile: "I don't know very well. Professor Feng doesn't like to talk, but it can be seen that although he is not old, he has a strong aura and a straight waist..."
"Your waist is straight? You can't be a soldier, right?"
"What? Qiu Ba can also be a professor?"
"I heard that Yang Ziren, the leader of the Red Party, also served as Qiu Ba, but his cultural level is not low, right?"
"Hmph! Yang Ziren was just a librarian at Peking University. How did he ever become a professor?"
…
The whole office exploded.
Seeing the mess in the office, Chen Zhiyuan immediately regretted it. Seeing everyone's indignation, he quickly said: "But Professor Feng has a very deep understanding of literature and seems to have a foreign background."
"Haha, foreign background? Most of the professors and lecturers present have returned from studying abroad. What's so great about having a foreign background? You, Mr. Chen, have also returned from abroad, and you are older than that self-proclaimed one. Aren't you still a lecturer?"
A professor who was relying on his elders shook his head and said.
He was older and famous, so he didn't care about Chen Zhiyuan's expression and continued: "Even if you are a child prodigy, you can become a professor at the age of seventeen or eighteen without systematic study and research?"
"Yes, Professor Hu is right." Many people nodded in agreement.
"In my opinion, now that Marshal Zhang is commanding a large army and ruling the Northeast, Pingjin, Shanxi, Lu, Chasui and other places, I am afraid that some of his family members will not become officials or start companies, but will go to school to gild their business.
The last pure land of the school has become so smoky that it is really a disgrace to elegance and elegance." Another old professor sighed.
"That's right. I heard that Principal Zhang broke his leg while running to raise funds. There is inevitably something unspeakable in this."
"Why……"
When Principal Zhang was mentioned, everyone lamented.
It is also difficult for President Zhang. For the development of the private Nankai University, he broke his leg, suffered a lot of glares, and lost his face. Presumably, this appointment as a professor was also a compromise by President Zhang.
Many people remained silent, with a trace of disdain flashing in their eyes.
Seeing that no one seemed to trust Feng Ziheng, Chen Zhiyuan couldn't help but feel a little doubt in his heart.
Although Feng Ziheng is straight-backed, with his chest raised and his back straight, he is full of magnanimity, but he does not look like a knowledgeable literary master.
"Could it be that he really came here to get gold plating?"
Time passed quickly, and it was two weeks since Nankai University started.
And Feng Zhou’s first public class is finally about to begin.
Because of everyone's suspicion, many people have been eagerly awaiting this long-rumored visiting professor. Many young lecturers are gearing up to embarrass this gilded professor who is less than twenty years old in public classes.
.
"Brother Haicheng, have you heard about it? The elective course teacher in the School of Liberal Arts is a visiting professor. I heard he is very young, less than twenty years old."
Zhang Haicheng’s roommate Liu Chen said.
Zhang Haicheng is tall, has a steady temperament, and is handsome. He is very popular with girls when he walks on campus or on the street.
And his roommate Liu Chen is also a handsome guy.
Both of them are talented students in the pre-med department, and their families also come from medical families. It is said that their admission examination scores were among the best. As soon as they entered the school, they became famous academic leaders and were deeply admired by everyone.
"Really?" Zhang Haicheng replied calmly.
There is a trace of sadness in my heart.
"According to dad, Uncle Gong also hopes that Ruomei will get admitted to Nankai University. I don't know if she can get admitted next year. Hey, it would be great if she graduates from high school this year, so that I can walk with her on the Nankai campus."
Three years ago when they were traveling to Fengtian, Zhang Haicheng remembered Gong Ruomei's extraordinary beauty, and was attracted by her dignified and dignified personality. He remembered that he had agreed to come to Nankai University with her at that time.
A few months ago, when he was about to graduate from high school, he finally couldn't help but tell his father what was on his mind. His father immediately wrote a letter to Gong Baosen. Although Gong Baosen did not nod, he did not refuse, but the messenger Lao Jiang also
As I said, Gong Ruomei yearns for Nankai University very much.
When he heard the news, Zhang Haicheng thought about the agreement made back then, and became more and more certain that Ruomei had Zhang Haicheng in her heart.
"Yes, I also heard that this so-called visiting professor came in through the back door. He may not have any real talents. If President Zhang hadn't been away during this period, the people who went to his house to protest would have broken the threshold.
.So I heard that this guy’s first open class today, many people are gearing up to deal with him.”
"What's the matter, do you want to see this fun too?"
Zhang Haicheng understood what he meant and joked with a smile.
"Didn't you just happen to sign up for this course? I'll go with you, it's a great event not to be missed!" Liu Chen's eyes shone.
When they arrived at the classroom, they found that it was already crowded. Even the lecture theater for open classes was already full of people, including several foreigners.
Many of the students were girls, obviously coming for the rumored handsome visiting professor.
Zhang Haicheng and Liu Chen finally got seats.
Suddenly, there was an exclamation at the door. Zhang Haicheng looked up and drove away, and saw a young man of medium build stepping into the classroom.
His eyes are like lightning, he looks very handsome, with broad shoulders and a slim waist, and he is very stylish.
"No wonder so many female classmates come here, he is such a handsome guy."
Liu Chen couldn't help but sigh sadly.
"I am your new teacher, Feng Ziheng. You can call me Teacher Feng, or Professor Feng."
Feng Zhou walked to the podium and looked around, feeling very calm and content.
Nervous? Of course not.
When he was in the last world, he visited China as a billionaire Chinese American and gave lectures at this school. He could speak eloquently in front of thousands of students.
The two hundred students in front of me are nothing to worry about.
"This course I teach is about the future of English literature and Chinese literature. First of all, let me briefly explain to you what literature is and what is the future development direction of literature."
Feng Zhou opened his mouth and preached.
"Feng Ziheng? This name is quite strange. I remember the messenger said that Uncle Gong's new disciple, Ruomei's junior brother, also has the surname Feng." Zhang Haicheng thought in his mind.
The class went on quietly, no one spoke.
At this time, someone suddenly stood up and said loudly:
"Professor Feng, I don't quite understand what you are talking about."