Wednesday, February 24th.

This is the first day of the official class.

Cao Xiuyan only had one ancient literature in the morning today, but because he had to train intensively, he still got up early.

I was a little late on the phone with Chi Qian last night, so I was a little wilted when I got up.

The whole body is tired, even there.

With a tired body, Cao Xiuyan blew the wind a little better, and rode to the place of morning training.

Yin Qiao didn't let the two of them practice in the underground parking lot, but let them meet at Qiming Lake.

Let them face the lake, practice their voices, practice their breath, and practice recitation.

It's early spring, and the temperature in the south isn't as cold as in the north, and some trees are already blooming with a little greenery on their branches.

But in the early morning, the cold of the cold night had just faded, and it was still a little cold standing on the shore of the lake.

Lu Zixi may have underestimated the temperature in the morning, dressed a little less, and jumped in place with long legs, as if he could warm up by moving.

Cao Xiuyan said that it would really warm up if he moved a few times.

It's Lu Zixi's long legs that are shaking, which is a bit eye-catching.

Spare the bird, sister, it says it's tired.

The lake is calm and the water is not rippling.

The dry yellow belt on both sides of the strait is green, blooming with vitality.

It was such an early spring scene, but the atmosphere was broken by the shouts of Cao Xiuyan and Lu Zixi.

Open your voice and shout with all your heart.

Then there was another string of tongue twisters, live tongue.

Finally, facing the lake, he said emotionally, "When the cobwebs mercilessly seized my hearth" or "I quietly put on my coat and took the door out".

Fortunately, there are no old men and aunts walking in Qiming Lake, and it is relatively secluded, otherwise it will definitely be watched by the aunts and uncles.

Yin Qiao sat on a rock, drinking soy milk, playing with his mobile phone in one hand, while watching Lu Zixi and Cao Xiuyan reciting, and from time to time he also sent out the education of love:

"Lu Zixi! There is a problem with the sentence break here, do it again!"

"Cao Xiuyan, haven't you eaten breakfast, the breath here is weak, and if you are weak, you can't go up, if you can't go up on the competition field, you're finished!"

"The two of you are still far from this level, let's practice hard!"

Cao Xiuyan is thick-skinned and doesn't care about these at all.

Lu Zixi has long been accustomed to it, and has also begun to be obedient.

Yin Qiao left at half past seven, and Cao Xiuyan and Lu Zixi left at seven forty-five.

Because Cao Xiuyan had a morning class, he hurriedly finished his morning training and went to class.

The morning class is the history of ancient literature.

When Cao Xiuyan arrived, the classroom was already full.

There are only a few seats left in the front row.

Cao Xiuyan had no choice but to walk from the back of the classroom to the front and sit in the first row, next to the teacher's podium.

If you look up, you can make eye contact with the teacher.

Cao Xiuyan glanced up at the teacher standing on the podium-

Yo, a change of teacher. This time it's the goddess Yuqing.

Yu Qing is also a popular teacher in the Faculty of Humanities, and is very popular among students because he treats students very gently and softly, making people feel like a spring breeze.

Because the teachers in the Faculty of Humanities are good at different contents, there will be several teachers in a course from beginning to end. Take ancient literature as an example, the teacher in the last semester was better at pre-Qin literature, so he was the one who taught pre-Qin literature, and in this semester, he was replaced by a teacher who was good at Wei and Jin literature.

The history of ancient literature is carried out according to the period, and this semester I will study the Wei and Jin dynasties.

Seeing Cao Xiuyan sitting in the first row, Teacher Yu Qing smiled at Cao Xiuyan, and then said softly:

"Hello everyone, I am your teacher of ancient literature this semester, my name is Yu Qing. ”

As he spoke, he wrote his name on the blackboard.

Yu Qing's characters are very beautiful, and Cao Xiuyan speculates that there is the basis of Zhao Mengfu's "Bile Tablet".

"This semester, our main content is literature from the Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties periods. This is a very magical period, and when we mention this period, the first thing that comes to mind is the four words of Wei and Jin Fenggu......"

Cao Xiuyan sat down and listened to the lecture quietly.

Teacher Yu Qing is very organized, from the macro concept of Wei and Jin Dynasty style bones, to some interesting stories of literati in this period, and then transitioned to the main content of this class, Jian'an style bones.

The period when five-word poems flourished and seven-word poems were laid.

The first is a certain Cao Xiuyan's family who is a good wife.

Cao Xiuyan put on his glasses and listened to the lecture while taking notes.

Teacher Yu Qing's PPT is still very organized, with a lot of her personal insights and ideas, as well as some books she recommends.

Cao Xiuyan sorted it out very seriously.

When talking about Cao Cao's "Short Song Xing", Teacher Yu Qing said that there was a student who wanted to volunteer to recite this poem.

No one raised their hand.

Cao Xiuyan looked at this "Short Song Xing" and muttered with his mouth.

A sullen voice came from behind:

"Teacher, Cao Xiuyan is okay, he can recite well. ”

You don't need to look back, Cao Xiuyan knows that it is Li Li.

Teacher Yu Qing immediately glanced at Cao Xiuyan, with a smile in his eyes, and said, "Xiuyan, then you can recite this poem." ”

Cao Xiuyan stood up, pondered for two seconds, and began to recite:

"When you sing about wine, life is geometric!

For example, the morning dew is bitter in the past.

Be generous and unforgettable.

How can we solve our worries? Only Du Kang ......"

As soon as you open your mouth, you will know that the old rivers and lakes are gone.

Yu Qing's eyes were full of appreciation, and he nodded from time to time.

"Thank you Cao Xiuyan for your recitation, please be seated. Yu Qing smiled and said to Cao Xiuyan, "Why don't you be the class representative of Cao Xiuyan?"

Cao Xiuyan looked confused.

One thing to say, he didn't want to be the class representative.

How many of the students sitting in the audience are believers in the "deadline teaching", and they will not hand in their homework until the last minute. Just like some men who support themselves, women don't push, and resolutely don't say that they are good.

The class at the end of the semester represents an angel with folded wings in his last life.

However, the teacher took the initiative to invite, and Cao Xiuyan would be a little embarrassed if he replied inappropriately.

"Good teacher, thank you for the recognition. ”

Cao Xiuyan agreed.

Continue with the lesson.

During recess, Cao Xiuyan sat in his seat and read a book.

Teacher Yu Qing took a sip of water, got off the podium, and said to him softly: "Xiuyan." You should know what the class representative does, right?"

Cao Xiuyan hurriedly adjusted his sitting posture and wanted to stand up, but was stopped by Yu Qing and asked him to sit.

"Well, yes, Mr. Yu. Cao Xiuyan replied politely.

Yu Qing nodded and said, "That's good." You remember my phone number, and then you can add my WeChat, if there is any notice, I will notify you at that time. You can set up a course group at that time, and I will pass the courseware to it at that time. ”

Cao Xiuyan built a group while listening, and said, "Well, teacher, I have already built it." Wait for the group number to be announced, and let the students in. ”

Yu Qing nodded and said, "That's good." I went to listen to the school speech contest last year, and I was very impressed with you. Especially when you said that there was no winner after the gunshot, I especially liked it. ”

Cao Xiuyan was a little embarrassed.

After all, he didn't say it, he stole it......

"Teacher, you have an overreputation, and I have to learn more from you in the future. Cao Xiuyan smiled modestly.

"Come on, communicate with the teacher in time if there is anything. After Yu Qing finished speaking, he walked back to the podium and continued to lecture.

Cao Xiuyan continued to listen to the lecture.

Wait......

I don't seem to know it, I brushed my face?

The first brush of the school year, is it that simple?

Cao Xiuyan couldn't believe it.