Zhou Peng likes to read Mao's works very much, but as for the one that Mr. Mao said, he disagreed.

Why?

Teacher Mao is too young to suppress Zhou Peng at all.

In Zhou Peng's eyes, this teacher Mao Xuan, who has a white beard on his chest, holds an enamel jar, sits on the podium, and opens his mouth full of famous sayings and aphorisms.

What big truth can a young girl in her twenties say?

This can't be helped, since 1999, after the country began to open up the expansion of university enrollment, the demand for teachers in the university has increased greatly, and a large number of undergraduates who have been eating and playing for four years have become university teachers.

With an enrollment rate of tens of percent a year, there is obviously a problem.

The weakness of the faculty naturally leads to the decline of the level of university education.

The increasing number of low-quality talents cultivated by high academic qualifications has also become one of the drawbacks of university education.

Zhou Peng has been reading Ma's classics every day since junior high school, and to be honest, the female teacher who taught Qin Min on the podium really couldn't teach him.

However, Zhou Peng likes to take Teacher Qin Min's class very much, why, because Qin Min is so beautiful.

That figure, that temperament, that face, Zhou Peng really can't take enough classes for her.

In his previous life, when he was in Qin Min's class, Zhou Peng raised his head, he was pounding with excitement, and then lowered his head in a panic. That kind of nest is like the other party seems to want to reject his confession.

Qin Min's temperament is too dignified and generous, standing on the podium, his skin is as white and greasy as milk, and his face is so dignified and beautiful, he is really the dream lover of all men, and he is the ideal of his life.

Ji Wei, who was sitting behind Zhou Peng, pinched his chin, and his eyes stared at Qin Min on the podium: "It's so fucking exciting!"

As Ji Wei said, Mr. Qin, it's so good.

I don't know what the ending of such an excellent female university teacher as Teacher Qin will be, but it's a pity that I was not at the same level as them in my previous life, and I don't know much about it.

Anyway, Zhou Peng just felt that kind of feeling, a woman like Teacher Qin was not born to be a person of their level.

Teacher Qin spoke, as gentle as water.

A class lasts forty-five minutes, with a fifteen-minute break in between, followed by the next class.

Mao Ji has two classes, once a week.

In the classroom atmosphere like a spring breeze, a class passed quickly, and then Zhou Peng snapped his fingers at Bao Huailiang and Li Keqing, who were sitting next to him, and then walked quickly to the podium.

"Teacher, you have worked hard, I will give you a pack of masks, you are so beautiful!"

Zhou Peng smiled and politely gave Qin Min a pack of masks, and behind him Bao Huailiang and Li Keqing were startled, they dared to praise their teachers for being beautiful and fat.

"Oops, it's a mask, thank you, thank you. ”

Qin Min smiled politely and took the mask, she looked so beautiful when she thought about it, Zhou Peng was thinking, if she married such a wife, how many gold bricks could she hold.

Cao Na happened to pass by, and when she looked back, Zhou Peng dared to give a gift to the female teacher, what is wrong with the world?

Next to him, Bao Huailiang hurriedly said, "Teacher, we need to use your microphone." ”

Bao Huailiang took the microphone handed over by Qin Min, then turned his head and shouted at everyone: "Everyone be quiet, the students in the second class have listened well, and now listen to Zhou Peng to tell you a few words." ”

Cao Na, who was still on the side, heard this, and directly lost interest in going to the toilet, and then stood aside and looked at Zhou Peng, who had been bullied by herself, with a smile.

Zhou Peng took the microphone, coughed dryly, and then looked at everyone.

There are only fifteen minutes between classes, and someone will go out to the bathroom, get water, smoke a cigarette, and even couples will go out to hug and kiss or something. But most of them are still waiting in the classroom, and even the students in the back row are not awake yet.

"In the special period of class, let me tell you a few words, I bought some masks in the first few days, I can't use them myself, now I will send a pack to each of our students in the second class, don't be too young! Then the class leader will read the name, and go to the podium to get it, everyone be orderly, don't mess up!"

When the students of the second class heard this, they immediately boiled.

"Long live Zhou Peng!"

"I love Zhou Peng!"

"I'm going to give Zhou Peng a monkey!"

"I'll give him a monkey!"

Students from other classes also followed suit, of course, because of envy and jealousy.

Zhou Peng didn't say much, but his one-meter-seventy-six body stood there, and suddenly it seemed to flash light, illuminating the entire classroom.

Teacher Qin Min next to him nodded approvingly, probably still thinking in his heart, hey, my class was not in vain.

Bao Huailiang shouted several times with the microphone, and then the scene was controlled, and then began to roll call, Zhou Peng carried the mask, and then Li Keqing was responsible for distributing it.

The act of distributing masks directly touched the students in the second class.

Zhou Peng stood on the podium and came to receive the mask, the boy first nodded to him and said thank you, and then someone began to shake hands with him, and the next one had to follow. After shaking hands a few, the people behind were creative again, and they hugged directly!

The girls didn't dare to show weakness, and at first they smiled very embarrassedly, and then when it was Cao Na's turn for the fourth, they actually gave him a kiss directly! This was too sudden, and Zhou Peng wondered in his heart, why didn't Cao Na shake hands? He skipped a grade! However, how could Zhou Peng, who was almost forty years old psychologically, be frightened by the kiss of an eighteen or nineteen-year-old girl? He would just think that the other party's kiss was not warm enough.

Kisses aren't enough!

In the end, when it was the turn of Wang Panpan, a fat girl in the second class, Zhou Peng obviously trembled in his heart.

And Wang Panpan got the mask, but he didn't kiss Zhou Peng, which made Zhou Peng's hanging heart finally settle down. However, Wang Panpan's next action made the whole scene boil directly.

She actually picked up Zhou Peng!

What's even worse is that it was even lifted high!

At this time, Zhou Peng finally panicked in his heart and blushed.

It's not that I'm blushing shyly, it's mainly that I'm almost out of breath because I was strangled by Wang Panpan.

"Alright, alright, it's time for class. ”

In the end, it was Qin Min who relieved Zhou Peng, and then everyone returned to their respective positions and started the next class.

Qin Min's eyes were always fixed on Zhou Peng, and watching Zhou Peng walk off the podium, she hurriedly shouted: "Hey, that classmate just now, come back." ”

Zhou Peng, Bao Huailiang, Li Keqing and Wang Panpan all turned their heads and saw Teacher Qin pointing at Zhou Peng, and Zhou Peng hurriedly pointed at himself: "Me?"

"Yes, you come back. ”

Zhou Peng came back, and then Qin Min asked, "What is your name, classmate?"

"My name is Zhou Peng. ”

"Do you have a QQ number? ”

Zhou Peng frowned and left his QQ number to Teacher Qin Min, and then shook his head and got off the podium.

On the way back, Teacher Qin Min began to speak: "See, just now, what our classmate Zhou Peng did is what I said, the spirit of serving everyone, let us applaud Zhou Peng." ”

Warm and serious applause immediately sounded in the classroom, and Zhou Peng, who was walking on the road, felt particularly satisfied.