A graceful figure walked in from the doorway.
It’s Ye Shengxue after all these days.
Ye Shengxue first looked up at the full audience, a glimmer of surprise flashed in her beautiful eyes, and then she turned to Fang Yu, giving him a sweet smile.
Fan Yu nodded to Ye Shengxue.
However, Ye Shengxue’s face wasn’t looking too good. Although she had a light layer of makeup on, it couldn’t hide her pale complexion and weary eyes.
Ye Shengxue walked slowly towards the back of the classroom.
“Study, senior sister, I’ll give you my seat.” At that moment, a freshman sitting by the aisle, face flushed red, stood up.
“No need, thank you. I’ll just stand here for a while.” Ye Shengxue smiled faintly.
After saying that, Ye Shengxue walked straight to the open space behind the classroom and squeezed into a group of boys who consciously made way for her.
Ye Shengxue had just stood up when another girl walked into the classroom, one who was impossible to ignore.
Song Liuge looked at Fang Yu, her beautiful eyes widened in surprise, and she said, “Fang Yu, it’s really you! I always thought you were bragging!”
“I seldom brag,” Fang Yu replied.
Song Liuge turned around and saw that the classroom was packed.
“Wow, you’re so popular.” Song Liuge said.
Fang Yu smiled faintly.
Most students just want to see the excitement.
“Then I’ll go find a seat.” Song Liuge smiled and waved to Fang Yu, walking towards the seats upstairs.
Following the example of the senior male student who proactively gave up his seat earlier, many male students stood up this time and gave their seats to Song Liugu.
Song Liuge’s cheeks flushed, and she accepted the kindness of a boy in the front row, sitting down.
“Ring…”
At this moment, the school bell rang.
But the noise in the classroom didn’t decrease at all.
After Ye Shengxue and Song Liuge arrived, the atmosphere in the classroom became unusually excited!
That group of boys was nearly ecstatic.
It’s just an elective course, and yet there are three goddesses at the level of campus beauties!
Yè Shèngxuě, Sòng Liǔgē, and Táng Xiǎoróu who had already taken their seats earlier!
Although I can’t touch her, being able to see her up close like this gets me so excited!
Damn, I definitely picked the right class!
Many boys thought so.
“Xiaorou, do you really know this Fang Yu?” the girl sitting beside Tang Xiaorou asked curiously.
At this moment, Tang Xiaorou’s face was not looking good. She clutched the pen in her hand and glared angrily at Fang Yu on the podium.
Just now, Ye Shengxue and Song Liuge both seem to know Fang Yu and are very close to him.
“Xiao Rou?” the girl beside her called out again.
“Well, yeah, I know him. He went to the same middle school as me. We were classmates,” Tang Xiaorou said, glancing at Song Liuge who was sitting not far ahead of her.
Song Liuge seemed to hear Tang Xiaorou’s words, turned her head and glanced at Tang Xiaorou, a faint smile appeared on her face.
This smile made Tang Xiaorou pause, and the displeasure in her heart grew even stronger.
“Be quiet.”
Just then, Fang Yu’s voice suddenly reached the ears of every student present.
It’s as if Fangyu were standing right beside me.
How can his voice travel so far?
All the students in the classroom looked toward the front of the room.
“My name is Fang Yu, and I’m a visiting professor in the College of Literature. You probably already know me.” Fang Yu said standing at the podium.
“Of course I’ve heard of it.” many students responded with laughter.
The classroom started to get noisy again.
They didn’t take Fang Yu seriously at all.
This guest professor is so young, he must be some leader’s relative who got in through the back door.
Although many people have heard about Fang Yu’s miraculous college entrance exam scores, they still don’t believe that he is qualified to become a professor, even with such excellent results.
“This course is called Literature and Writing, but in reality, I only want to talk about literature. Writing is something that comes from talent and accumulation. If I teach you, you won’t be able to learn it.”
Fang Yu ignored the noise in the classroom and spoke to himself.
But strangely, he didn’t shout when he spoke. His voice, however, entered every student’s ear clearly and distinctly.
Upon hearing Fang Yu’s words, the classroom immediately fell silent.
What does this mean? <<<
They say they have no talent?
Many students felt upset.
They were all admitted to Nanchu University, with each of them scoring high marks in the national college entrance examination (Gaokao). Most of them had been top students from primary school to high school, possessing exceptional learning abilities.
Even the most senior professors would hesitate to comment on their talents.
But Fang Yu’s words were incredibly arrogant.
“Professor Fang, is that right? You’re contradicting yourself. I know you scored full marks on the Chinese language exam in high school and your writing is excellent, I admit your talent. But you said about accumulation… We’re all young people around twenty years old, how much more accumulated knowledge could you possibly have than us?”A boy with a crew cut sitting in the front row said with a sneer, “You wouldn’t say you started learning even when you were in your mother’s womb, would you?”
As soon as this statement was made, laughter erupted around the room.
“Well, if you put it that way, I guess there’s nothing I can say. You win.” the boy with the buzz cut said smugly.
The laughter grew louder and louder.
“This boy doesn’t understand respect, does he? What is he even talking about?”
“Professor Fang’s words just now were a bit too harsh… after all, he publicly ridiculed every student in the classroom.” The girl next to him whispered.
Fang Yu looked at the boy with a buzz cut and asked, “What’s your name?”
Can’t argue so resort to complaining?
A boy with a buzz cut let out a derisive laugh and replied, “My name is Lu Wei, a freshman in the Department of Classical Chinese Literature.”
“Lu Wei, a good name,” Fang Yu said with a faint smile. “Reeds on the wall, heavy head and light feet, shallow roots. Bamboo shoots in the mountains, sharp mouths, thick skin, empty belly.”
The sentence also reached every student’s ears clearly.
The meaning of the couplet is very clear, and all the students present can directly hear it out.
This is saying that Lu Wei has a low level of knowledge and lacks true talent, but he is sharp-tongued, thick-skinned.
Reed and Lu Wei, the two names sound very similar, pointing to a clear intention.
All eyes turned to Lu Wei, who was red-faced and speechless for a moment.
Everyone looked at Fang Yu again, but their eyes were different this time.
Fang Yu, it seems, is truly capable and not just a test-taking machine.
“Reed… I’m sorry, Luwei’s hypothetical question just now was very good.”
“As for accumulation, you might think it takes a lot of time, but that’s not actually the case. Truly gifted individuals accumulate knowledge quickly; they have incredible memories and can recall things instantly. Whenever they encounter new information, they remember it swiftly. I met someone like that once…”
“Forget it, your talent is too far from mine. I won’t say anymore. Now, let’s begin the literature class.” Fang Yu said.
The classroom finally fell silent, with numerous students staring at Fang Yu, eager to see what kind of flower he would come up with.
“Okay, you can start asking questions now.” Fang Yu suddenly said.
All the students were taken aback.
Why are you suddenly asking questions?
He hasn’t said anything yet!
“The category of literature is too broad, and I don’t know what to say. So, simply put, if you have any questions about literature that you don’t understand, you can ask me, and I will answer them for you.” Fang Yu said.
Can this be a class like this?!
The classroom was deathly silent, students looking at each other in bewilderment.
At this time, a girl in the front row stood up.
It is exactly Song Liuge.
All eyes in the classroom were suddenly fixed on Song Liuge.
Professor Fang, I’d like to ask you, how do you view the literary figure Liu Yan, who has been quite controversial throughout history? asked Song Liugu.
Lilyan?
Fan Yu wore a strange expression.
According to contemporary literary circles, Liu Yan was a highly accomplished scholar with a profound understanding of literature. He left behind many renowned poems and paintings. His most celebrated work is a piece titled “Notes on Double Ninth Festival”.
The controversy surrounding this person stems from the fact that they rose to fame at an extremely young age, just twenty years old.
All of his poems and paintings that have been passed down to this day were completed in the year he turned twenty.
And since the year he turned twenty, Liu Yan vanished without a trace.
There is no historical record of his whereabouts or death.
This genius, just disappeared in the long river of history.
Therefore, in the current literary world, most scholars believe that Liu Yan did not exist as a person. It’s possible that someone from that era compiled some unsigned works together and attributed them to the pen name “Liu Yan.”
Some people also believe that Liu Yan truly exists, but not under his original name. The original author may have chosen to remain anonymous for some reason.
In conclusion, there are many different accounts of Liu Yan throughout Chinese history and literature, and no definitive conclusions have been reached.
“Professor?” Song Liuge saw Fang Yu stunned and asked again.
Fang Yu came back to his senses and smiled faintly, “You asked the right person about this.”
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