All the students looked at Fang Yu together.
Liu Yan is a highly legendary and controversial figure in history, with no definitive conclusion to date. They are also very interested in this question.
Liu Yan’s works can be divided into two periods: the first half of the year and the second half. The works from the first half of the year are mainly about praising and singing the beauty of mountains and waters…
Fang Yu’s understanding of Liu Yan was just as deep as his understanding of himself.
Because Liu Yan, is actually just himself.
More than a thousand years ago, Fang Yu temporarily left his reclusive life to travel the world.
During this time, Fang Yu made a friend who was considered a prominent writer at the time.
Influenced by this great writer, Fang Yu also had a burst of talent, writing many poems and painting numerous landscapes, signing them as Liu Yan.
About a year later, Fang Yu left that place, and Liu Yan disappeared from then on.
Apart from being known as Liu Yan, Fang Yu had many other identities recorded in history.
However, the poems and paintings casually created back then surprisingly achieved such a high status in the literary world today. Their fame even surpasses that of the famous author’s works from that time, which came as a bit of a surprise to Fang Yu.
In his own opinion, the level of his poetry and painting was inferior to that of the great literary master.
But the aesthetic standards and appreciation levels of each era are different, which is understandable.
“The “Double Ninth Festival” is actually not Liu Yan’s pinnacle work. His highest level of work should be that absolute poem…”
After Fang Yu finished speaking, the entire classroom was silent.
All the students stared at Fang Yu in astonishment.
They took Fang Yu’s class just to join in the fun. They also thought his class would be easy and convenient for skipping later on.
But Fang Yu’s literary ability does not seem to be at the level one would expect from someone his age.
Whether he reaches the level of a professor or not, he is definitely far superior to this group of college students!
A wealth of allusions and poems are readily available, and the analysis of Liu Yan’s works is particularly incisive.
Professor Fang… doesn’t seem to be joking.
Song Liuge, who had asked the question, was also a little stunned at this time.
She stood up to bring up this issue, actually mainly wanting to ask Fang Yu if she thought the person Li Yan really existed.
Unbeknownst to anyone, Fang Yu had actually analyzed and evaluated Liu Yan’s works from every period. This left everyone stunned.
However, I think Liu Yan’s literary achievements are not as highly regarded as they are now. The reason his poems are so famous is simply because of the controversy surrounding him as a person. Fang Yu commented.
“That… Professor Fang, do you think Liu Yan really exists?” Song Liuguo asked the question she had wanted to ask from the beginning.
“Liu Yan doesn’t exist, but the author of the poems and paintings is a real person.” Fang Yu replied.
“So, Liu Yan is just a pen name? There’s actually another author?” Song Liuge said.
Fang Yu nodded.
“Why would the original author do that? Such excellent poetry and paintings, wouldn’t it be better to use their real name? Didn’t previous scholars all take pride in doing so?” Song Liugē inquired with confusion.
“That’s just for most scholars, some people may not necessarily want to be famous,” Fang Yu smiled faintly.
“Thank you, Professor Fang,” Song Liuge bowed slightly to Fang Yu and sat down.
It’s been so long, why isn’t class over yet?
Fang Yu glanced at the clock on the back wall of the classroom.
The first lesson had only been going on for about half an hour.
Teaching is really not easy.
Fang Yu frowned slightly, thinking to himself.
After answering Song Liuge’s question, the atmosphere in the classroom calmed down considerably, no longer as boisterous as before.
All of you here are students from Nantah University, which is among the top universities in China.
Their learning aptitude was high. After confirming that Professor Fangyu, the guest lecturer, was not just making a show but truly knowledgeable, they naturally stopped underestimating him and began to attend class seriously.
Professor Fang, regarding this poem “Song of West Lake,” I’d like to know…
Professor Fang, what’s your view on the Poet Saint…
Professor Fang…
Several students stood up at the same time, wanting to ask Fang Yu questions.
“Classmates, please remain calm. Because my throat isn’t feeling well, I need to rest for ten minutes after answering each question. You can all study on your own first.” Fang Yu said.
All the students were taken aback.
Can class be like this?
“Dean Wang, how are you feeling?”
At this time, in the corridor outside the classroom, Guo Gang stood beside an elderly man and asked.
“Pretty good,” Wang Yangshi nodded, saying with approval.
Seeing Wang Yangshi so satisfied, Guo Gang felt relieved.
Hiring such a young guest professor is actually a rather bold decision. If it doesn’t work out, the Human Resources department will be bombarded by the professors in the Literature Department!
But now it seems there are no problems.
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This time, Fang Yu deliberately slowed down his speech, speaking one word at a time. It took him twenty minutes to answer each question.
“Ring…”
Soon, the school bell rang.
Fang Yu let out a sigh of relief.
He rarely spoke so much in just over an hour, and having forgotten to bring water, he now felt a little thirsty.
“Professor Fang!”
Song Liuguo ran up to the podium and placed a bottle of mineral water on it, smiling lightly. “Professor, you’ve worked hard. Have some water.”
Fang Yu picked up the mineral water and glanced at it, then glanced at Song Liuge.
Song Liuge braced her hands on the podium, looking up at Fang Yu with a mixture of curiosity and admiration in her beautiful eyes.
Professor Fang…class is over now, can I call you Fang Yu? Song Liuge said.
“Hmm.” Fang Yu twisted open the bottle of mineral water and tilted his head to take a drink.
Song Liuge looked at Fang Yu’s actions, a flash of wonder in her beautiful eyes.
“Fang Yu!”
Just then, a haughty voice suddenly rang out from behind.
Tang Xiaorou, with a look of displeasure on her face, quickly walked to Fang Yu’s front.
The remaining students in the classroom turned their attention back to the podium.
Fang Yu seems to know both goddesses and they seem to be on good terms?
In the eyes of the boys, there was envy.
To be able to have such close-up interactions with two goddesses is a dream come true for them.
But many girls sighed inwardly.
After the class, they developed a fondness for the young Professor Fang at the podium.
Although he isn’t particularly handsome, he is at least well-educated and witty.
To them, such men are quite attractive.
But with both goddesses making their move, these others with lesser looks naturally had little chance.
“I’ll treat you to ice cream, come with me.”
On the stage, Tang Xiaorou glanced at Song Liuge, then turned to Fang Yu and said.
Song Liuge’s eyes changed slightly, a smile appeared on her face, and she said to Tang Xiaorou: “Hello, my name is Song Liuge. What’s your name?”
“My name is Tang Xiaorou, and I was Fang Yu’s high school deskmate!” Tang Xiaorou said angrily.
But she quickly realized that tone was rather impolite, and her face softened considerably.
“High school deskmates, huh…” Song Liuge’s face showed a hint of surprise.
“Yeah.” Tang Xiaorou didn’t want to talk much with Song Liuge. She turned to Fang Yu and said, “Fang Yu, let’s go, the dessert shop near school will be packed later.”
“Let me have a couple of sips of water first.” Fang Yu picked up the mineral water Song Liuge had handed him, tilted his head back and drank half of it in one gulp.
Song Liuge watched Fang Yu drink water, her eyes flashing with a triumphant look.
“Come on, come on!” Tang Xiaorou said impatiently.
“Would you like to go together?” Fang Yu looked at Song Liuge and asked.
Song Liuge shook her head gently and said, “I have something else to do, so I won’t go. Please me another time.”
After saying that, Song Liuge gave a playful smile and turned to walk out the classroom door.
Fang Yu watched Song Liuge’s departing figure, his eyes narrowed slightly.
Song Liuge walked out of the classroom door and quickly left the sight of those boys. She went to the corner by the staircase in the teaching building.
She took her phone out of her pocket.
He has drunk the holy water. You may prepare the ritual in advance and await my return. Upon my arrival, commence immediately.
At this time, Song Liuge’s expression was icy cold, without a trace of the warmth and charm she had before.
……
“Fang Yu, who is Song Liuge? How do you know her? Why is she taking your class? Didn’t you used to not come to school?” Tang Xiaorou’s questions came one after another.
But Fang Yu completely ignored her, instead staring intently at the bottle of mineral water in his hand.