It has been more than half a month since the start of school, but Lin Kun, the professor of the literature appreciation class in Song Xiangran's class, has not appeared for a long time, and has been substituted by a young male teacher.

I heard that this male teacher was Lin Kun's former student, so he was specially asked to substitute for the teacher.

Because this young male teacher is quite handsome, he has become the object of discussion after tea and dinner in the girls' group for a while.

Unlike other girls, Song Cha has never been interested in these bells and whistles, she only looks at the essence.

&;In the afternoon, it was Ren Yuan's class again, and I didn't want to go. Song Cha lay on the bed and said boredly.

Li Xiuqin didn't quite understand what Song Cha meant, so she asked in confusion: "Ah Cha, don't you want to go? Why? Everyone likes Teacher Ren Yuan's class very much." &;

Song Cha, who was lying on the bed, was stunned, smashed his mouth again, and then pulled Li Xiuqin seriously, and said: &; Xiuqin, they like to take Ren Yuan's class, that's because of their looks, how many of them are for his class? &;

Li Xiuqin heard this, and felt that it made sense, so she nodded and said: &; That Lin Kun's student is like this, I don't know how he is. &;

Suddenly, Bai Xingxing, who was applying a mask on the bed, stretched out a hand and gestured to Song Cha and them, then uncovered the mask, showing a somewhat panicked expression and said: "Haven't you heard, Lin Kun, it's very scary!&;

&;Ah?isn't it??What a terrible method?&;Wu Jingjing is timid, and as a Ren Yuan's girl, she feels scared and pity.

&;It's not terrible, how terrible can it be?&;Song Xiangran shook his head disapprovingly, expressing his disapproval.

At this time, Liu Hongyun walked in from the balcony, shrugged his shoulders, and said to everyone: &; I heard a few sophomore seniors say that Lin Kun's class is very strict, and he is not allowed to be late, and it will be miserable if he does not hand in his homework on time. &;

&;Wow, this is a university, how can there be a teacher who catches being late. &;Wu Jingjing held her face in disbelief and looked at herself in the mirror worriedly, &;And literary appreciation is almost always in the morning! Then I can't sleep lazy!&;

&;Go to bed early and wake up early. Song Xiangran smiled and comforted.

In fact, although Liu Hongyun and Bai Xingxing were so terrible as Lin Kun, Song Xiangran felt that it was not so exaggerated.

After all, sooner or later, the class is a sign of a lack of time concept, and it is understandable that the teacher is not satisfied with this behavior. Besides, it is also natural to write an assignment and submit it on time and write it carefully.

As long as he obediently listens to the class, writes his homework carefully, and hands it in on time, Song Xiangran feels that Lin Kun has no way to do anything about himself.

At the strong request of Song Xiangran and Li Xiuqin, Song Cha finally gave up the idea of skipping the literary appreciation class in the afternoon, and reluctantly followed the classroom together.

Song Xiangran, who has always been a good student, has to sit in the front row of the classroom every time he goes to class, not for other reasons, but because he feels that he can sit close and hear clearly.

But to the disappointment of most of the girls, it was not Ren Yuan who came this afternoon! It was Professor Lin Kun, who was known as the Great Demon King of the Faculty of Arts!

There are many Ren Yuan's girls, and they are all secretly sad, because Lin Kun is a middle-aged man with a mediocre appearance! Compared with the young and handsome Ren Yuan, it is really too bad, and it is not eye-catching at all.

Lin Kun probably ran back to school directly after the end of the business trip, wearing a dark gray suit, leather shoes, tie, and the top of his head was a little protruding, but the whole person was very energetic.

&;Hello students. &;Lin Kun pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, there was no expression on his face, and after glancing around lightly, his brows frowned slightly, &;Is this all the people in your class?&;

Everyone didn't dare to make a sound, Song Xiangran probably glanced at it, it is estimated that today is Ren Yuan's class, so they are all about the same.

&;If you don't answer, I'll take a roll call and get to know everyone. Lin Kun pushed his glasses again, then casually flipped through the roll call list and began to read the names one by one.

Unlike those math teachers in high school, there are many names that are not easy to pronounce, Lin Kun pronounces them accurately, and when he encounters an uncertain sound, he will ask the person concerned, and then nod and call again.

No matter what others thought, Song Xiangran and Song Cha glanced at each other and smiled understandingly, the first impression that this teacher gave them was not a big demon king.

And Liu Hongyun and Bai Xingxing and others are different, they feel that they will be named one by one at the beginning of the class, and they will remember everyone's face, which is really a veritable big demon king.

There are three classes in this classroom, and there are more than 100 people, but after Lin Kun took the roll call, he seemed to have the ability to remember, and everyone remembered it clearly. In this way, everyone is even more scared, thinking that this is confirming the identity of the senior sister and senior, and they will not dare to skip class in the future.

After the roll call, Lin Kun simply wrote his name on the blackboard with chalk, and then began the class.

He seemed to have memorized the content to be taught, and he put a lesson plan and a textbook on the table, and when he lectured, he did not turn over the whole process.

Although Lin Kun is not smiling, he does not lose his humorous side when he talks about the class, although he himself does not laugh, but it makes the classmates in the seat laugh.

For a while, everyone's impression of Lin Kun didn't seem to be so bad.

When the class was about to end, Lin Kun looked down at his watch, and as if he had just come to this classroom, he glanced at all the students in the seats lightly, and then asked: &;I need a class representative for this class, are there any students who are willing?&;

Although everyone accepted Lin Kun's teaching method just now, at this moment, no one dared to raise their hands and volunteer to be the class representative of this teacher who started from entering the door to the end of this class, and there was no second expression.

From childhood to adulthood, Song Xiangran has been the leader of the class, but when he arrived at the university, he didn't know why, but when he encountered this situation, he retreated a little.

Although Song Xiangran wanted to raise her hand, she had been hesitant, because she thought that the class representative of the university might be more troublesome than the previous class representative, after all, there were more than 100 people in the entire classroom.

Just when Song Xiangran lowered his head and hesitated to grab his fingers, Li Xiuqin, who was sitting next to Song Xiangran, stood up as if he was puffing up his breath, raised his hand and said: &; Teacher, I ...... I want to give it a try. &;

Even when he speaks, there is a trill that can be heard.

An imperceptible hint of surprise flashed in Lin Kun's eyes, but he still nodded expressionlessly and said, "Let's come to the podium to register after class." &;