Chapter 366 Love is like fire, parting is like wind
"Nine hundred and twenty-one."
Zhang Zhong looked at the number of homework submissions in the background and sighed slightly. He thought it would be good if only a few students submitted their homework.
Today's college students are very realistic. This kind of non-mandatory homework without the temptation of credits is a thankless task for them.
But for such a thankless task, 921 people did it.
"Ding dong."
Before Zhang Zhong could finish sighing, another message popped up in the background. Another person submitted an assignment, and the number of assignment submissions jumped from 921 to 922.
"Okay, it seems we need to speed up, otherwise we won't be able to finish reading."
Zhang Zhong poured himself a cup of hot water, and then began to read the homework submitted by the students.
He originally thought that if he submitted his homework so quickly, it would be short, but as soon as he clicked on the first copy, he was stunned. The homework submitted by the student named "Pei Yuan" turned out to be more than 5,000 pieces long.
words.
This only takes half a day, and five thousand words is really a lot.
Since the students were so serious, Zhang Zhong couldn't take it seriously, so he looked at it carefully.
In this article of more than 5,000 words, Pei Yuan told his story. When he was young, there was a girl who was his childhood sweetheart. The two played together every day. Every year when it snowed, they would build a
Snowman, and will also dress up the snowman carefully.
Until last year, when the first snow came, after Xiang finished building a snowman as usual, his childhood sweetheart told him that their family was going to immigrate abroad and might never come back again.
The youthful love between boys and girls makes people feel envious and emotional at the same time.
The sweetest thing is love, and the bitterest thing is love.
After Zhang Zhong finished reading, he decided to leave something for this classmate.
"Farewell is to love, just like wind to fire. It extinguishes the sparks, but it can fan the flames."
Zhang Zhong remembered this sentence from a writer named Babayeva from the former Soviet Union.
After writing this sentence after the teacher's comment, Zhang Zhong clicked on the next assignment.
This 5,000-word assignment took him a lot of time. If these 922... Zhang Zhong glanced at the top and saw that the total number of assignment submissions had reached 957.
That's all, if you can see that one is a good one, the hole he dug has to be filled up no matter what. He should do less homework assignments next time. He really underestimated the enthusiasm of the students.
Fortunately, the word count of the second assignment is much smaller, only 180 words, and it can be completed in two or three minutes at most.
Zhang Zhong reviewed twenty assignments in a row, which took him more than two hours.
Since it is something to be done, it must be done very seriously. He will not only read it, but also write his own comments after reading it. If the writing is good, he will comment a few more sentences. If the writing is ordinary, he will give a formulaic encouragement.
However, his efficiency is really low. More than two hours have passed, and the number of unreviewed assignments has not decreased, but has increased.
Take your time, he didn't force students to hand in homework, and of course he wouldn't force himself to review all the homework in a short time.
After looking at the homework for more than two hours, plus the previous work, Zhang Zhong felt that his neck was a little tired, so he raised his head and drew "dung", and then went back to sleep.
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Pei Yuan is a freshman at Jiangyang University. He did very well in middle school. Originally, he had always wanted to go to the Chinese Department of Xiangnan University.
Shonan University's domestic ranking has always been at the top of the 30th place, while Jiangyang University's overall ranking has been stable at just outside the 50th place, and this year it has squeezed to the 46th place.
There is still some gap between the two universities, but because of Zhang Zhong, Pei Yuan finally chose the slightly weaker Jiangyang University.
Since coming to Jiangyang University, Pei Yuan has always wanted to meet Zhang Zhong. The only way to meet Zhang Zhong is to attend his open class.
Although there are many people in Zhang Zhong's open classes every time, Pei Yuan always goes to squeeze in.
This time Zhang Zhong gave an assignment, and of course he handed it in right away, and it was more than 5,000 words long.
When he was in middle school, his classmates and teachers all praised him for his good writing skills and gorgeous articles. However, after Zhang Zhong's class in the morning, he suddenly realized that his so-called gorgeous articles were completely soulless.
So this time, he wrote the five thousand words with all his heart.
The things written in it are all his own feelings, and he did not deliberately choose the words. He almost wrote whatever came to his mind.
After writing it, he found that although it lacked a lot of gorgeous words, it read more smoothly and was more touching.
After submitting his homework, he was always very nervous. In the afternoon, he went to the library to read for a while. After he couldn't stand it, he walked around the school again.
In this windy and snowy weather, walking around the school was not a comfortable thing. Sure enough, being blown by the wind like this, he felt a little tired after returning to the dormitory, so he lay down on the bed and fell asleep.
After waking up, it was already dark, and several classmates in his dormitory were playing black and white games. Thinking about his homework, he turned on his computer and logged on to the campus network.
After logging in, I found that I had a message.
Zhang Zhong read his homework and even got a comment!
"Farewell is to love as wind is to fire. It extinguishes sparks, but it can fan the flames."
Slowly chewing on Zhang Zhong's comment, Pei Yuan became more aware of the truth in it.
Isn't that right? When Xiaoya was here, he and Xiaoya were inseparable every day at school, and they didn't feel any affection. But when it snowed at the beginning of last year, Xiaoya suddenly told him that he wanted to immigrate.
, he can feel his true inner thoughts.
Later, he would think of Xiaoya almost every day. The longer the time passed, the stronger this feeling became.
The small fire in his heart was fanned into a raging flame because of this separation.
"Oh, Teacher Zhang Zhong is really a born poet. Even a simple comment is so poetic."
Pei Yuan stood up and walked to the window, opened it, listened to the howling wind outside, and let the cold snowflakes blow into the house.
Several roommates who were playing games immediately started scolding me.
"Woc, Pei Yuan, you want to murder your roommate, right? I'll freeze to death."
"Pei Yuan, please pay an extra twenty yuan for this month's electricity bill. Damn it, all the heating you finally saved has been ruined in one fell swoop."
"Close it quickly, do you really want us to freeze to death?"
Pei Yuan held a few snowflakes, turned around, and said with a smile, "Students and brothers, put down the keyboard in your hands and let me feel the biting chill of winter. Let us compose a hymn for the falling snow in winter.