Originally, Professor Yang took Zheng Qian there, but halfway through, a phone call came, and Professor Yang's face instantly became ugly.

Zheng Qian noticed the anomaly and couldn't help asking, "What's wrong?" Professor Yang!"

Professor Yang looked apologetic, "I'm sorry, Mr. Zheng, just now the nanny at home called and said that the person had a sudden cerebral hemorrhage and fainted, and now he is being sent to the hospital......"

Without waiting for Professor Yang to finish speaking, Zheng Qian said, "It's okay, Professor Yang, you go first, I can find it myself." ”

Professor Yang said apologetically: "I'm really sorry for Mr. Zheng today!"

"It's out of the way!" Zheng Qian said with a smile.

After saying that, Professor Yang left directly.

Zheng Qian took his three daughters straight to the calligraphy class, asked people along the way, looked for the way, and finally found it.

But because it was a short notice, it would take some time for the students to come over, and there were only a few people in the class.

Lin Yunxi's three daughters didn't want to go in to join in the fun, so they stood in the corridor, and Zheng Qian walked in by himself.

Because it was not yet class time, Zheng Qian did not go directly to the podium, but sat in a free seat in the first row.

Next to him sat a girl with thick-bottomed glasses, headphones in her ears, and a novel in her hand, looking at it with relish.

Zheng Qian glanced at it and asked with a smile: "Are you all coming to class so late?" The announcement on the radio is that it is half past ten, and it is ten thirty-five, and there are only so many people in the classroom?"

The girl glanced at Zheng Gan, took off one of the earphones, continued to read, and said without squinting: "Classmate, is it your first time to come to a calligraphy class?"

Zheng Qian smiled, "Well, it's the first time ......"

The girl continued to put on the headphones and muttered: "Every time I come to teach calligraphy, I am the kind of old man who is about to retire, and the reason why we will apply for calligraphy as an elective course is completely because this course is the easiest to mix credits among the elective courses, how many people do you expect to come?"

"What if it's not an old man who attends the class, but a handsome guy?"

Zheng Qian asked with a smile.

The girl was not ready to pay attention to Zheng Gan, but when she heard Zheng Gan's words, she was also stunned, she stared at Zheng Qian for three seconds, "Impossible!"

Zheng Qian smiled and ignored it.

At this time, some students came over one after another, and when Zheng Qian was just about to get up and go to the podium, he suddenly saw a familiar figure appear at the door.

The Tong Fei who didn't know what was going on before appeared in the corridor again, and was talking to Lin Yunxi's three daughters, but the three girls didn't pay attention to it at all, he was not discouraged, and jokes came one after another.

Zheng Qian turned his head and looked at the students in the class who had basically arrived, and it was already ten forty o'clock, and ten minutes had passed.

He walked directly onto the podium, and the students below didn't pay attention to it at all, still doing what they had to do.

Zheng Qian cleared his throat, "Students, start class now...... I'm ......."

Zheng Gan's voice was not small, but Rao was still covered by the voice below.

He grabbed the blackboard on the podium and slapped it fiercely, and the voice below was quiet, almost everyone looked at Zheng Qian on the stage with a strange face, and the girl wearing headphones in the front row had a strange look.

"Ahem......" Zheng Qian cleared his throat and said, "Everyone, from today onwards, I will be your calligraphy teacher, and in the future, anyone who wants to mix credits in this class will be honest!"

Zheng Qian's words can suppress honest students, but it can't suppress those old fritters.

Fang Yuanyuan at the bottom saw Zheng Qian standing on the podium, and was stunned all of a sudden.

"This ...... How can this calligraphy teacher be ......" Fang Yuanyuan's face was full of incredulity. In her impression, Zheng Qian is still only at the level of solving Guo Bai, in her opinion, the reason why Tang Yunyun was able to compete with Zheng Qian, the latter must be a certain son-in-law of the Shen family group, but if it is really a son-in-law brother, can he come to Beijing University to teach?

Zheng Gan's words have initially shocked the students in the audience, and if you want to convince them, Zheng Qian will definitely show some means next.

After the polite words, when Zheng Qian was just about to get into the main topic, Tong Fei, who had been hooking up with Lin Yunxi's three daughters at the door in vain, walked in, because he didn't hook up, he was not in a good mood.

He saw Zheng Qian standing on the podium, and said coldly: "If you want to be my teacher, are you qualified?"

Tong Fei's words fell, and the class suddenly set off a burst of discussion.

Tong Fei is a celebrity for students, and he is also a person who never takes his graduation certificate seriously, and his words just fell, which immediately attracted the attention of the class.

Zheng Qian also stared at Tong Fei coldly.

"As a teacher, since you are here to teach calligraphy, at least you have to show a few hands, if you can't even do this, I'm not convinced!" Tong Fei stared at Zheng Qiandao, his heart was already full of anger, why could those three peerless beauties be so favored by this kid, and they did everything they could, and they all ignored it?

Zheng Qian raised his eyebrows, "Okay, how do you want to shine?"

Seeing Tong Fei and Zheng Qian facing each other, Tang Yunyun didn't know why, her heart tightened inexplicably, and her little face was also full of worry.

Tong Fei smiled coldly, "I heard that some particularly awesome calligraphers can judge the character of the person who writes through the handwriting, so let's do it, it's not difficult for me for you, we select ten people from the class, each of them writes according to the requirements, if you analyze their character through the words they write, as long as the accuracy rate is more than 60%, I will obey you!"

Zheng Qian was silent, staring at Tong Fei like this.

The students at the bottom are all talking about it, what kind of competition is this? People come to teach calligraphy classes to teach how to write, not to see character through handwriting, but also to be accurate at more than 60 percent, this is the first time people have come, and is it so difficult?

Many students were upset for Zheng Qian, Tang Yunyun was even more angry, and Fang Yuanyuan was staring at Zheng Qian curiously, she wanted to know how Zheng Qian should solve this problem.

Tong Fei looked at Zheng Qian's delay, and suddenly laughed: "If it doesn't work, get out of it as soon as possible, don't be embarrassed here, you don't feel ashamed, I will be ashamed to say that I have such a teacher in the future!"

Some classmates who had a good relationship with Tong Fei also burst into laughter.

Suddenly, Zheng Qian also smiled, he looked at Tong Fei, "It's not that I don't dare to take it, it's just that the difficulty is too small, it's better like this, now the whole class of forty people, let's participate together, everyone writes a sentence, no need to sign, I guess the person by looking at the words, and comes with a diagnosis of the word, the accuracy rate is 90%, if there is any mistake or omission, I will resign immediately, how about it?"