With dark circles under his eyes, Xue Yi got up from the bed and looked at his mobile phone at six o'clock in the morning.

After listening to Lu Caizi's criticism last night, he was so excited that he wrote two more chapters and almost didn't get up.

The roommate was still sleeping, Xue Yi had already washed his hair, applied alabaster and looked at himself in the mirror, well, a little handsome.

Start your day with a book!

High math? Do two questions first!

Macro and micro economics, turn a few more pages!

Finance? Look again!

Although it tastes like chewing wax, the internal inertia of the scumbag is crazy and resisting, but all of them are ruthlessly suppressed by him.

Although I am very sleepy, although I really want to lie on the soft flesh, caress my slender waist, and be an unrestrained scumbag, no one can stop the heart of becoming better.

Take out your attitude of reading literature at night and being willing, as if you are reading Shakespeare, Qian Zhongshu, Mo Yan, Yang Jiang, and Ollie!

This self-hypnotization, not to mention, at least the whole person is concentrated a lot.

One comes and goes, a few hours in the blink of a finger.

When Jiang Xueba got up, it was very strange to see that there was no one on the opposite bed, and the quilt was neatly folded, didn't this person most appreciate Lu Xun's habit of creating daytime sleep at night?

Woke up so early today?

Glancing down, Xue buried his head in a book and pondered.

He actually doesn't understand that those Chinese and foreign literary masterpieces are so good-looking?

If I don't study well in this major, what should I do if I get a job in the future?

Jiang Hongjian had a towel hanging on his shoulder, walked past Xue Yi with a basin, and was stupid after a close glance.

This person actually reads all professional books?

Even if Xue Yi bought him milk tea yesterday, he was not so surprised, it was really this person who was too disdainful of professional classes, and people said in public that he would become a great writer in the future!

Do great writers still want to study finance?

……

The roommates got up one after another, Xue Yi also stopped studying, and looked at the class schedule, in the morning it was a public class on macro and micro economics, and he was teaching in the second class.

Lu Jian was in the second class of 09 finance, so he left first.

Xueba has a girlfriend, so I went to the cafeteria to line up first.

Fu Chengcheng waited for him, and asked with a blank eye: "Xue Yi, I see that you wrote a lot last night, can you show me later?"

Xue Yi handed over the phone with a headache, he really didn't understand what Fu Chengcheng liked about this novel.

He is not an arbitrary person, he also carefully read it after writing it to ensure that it is 'toxic', and the conclusion he came to is even worse than Lu Jian, he really can't find any merit, and he is completely free from his aesthetics at least 100,000 light years.

If you can't figure it out, you can 'eliminate' him.

……

In the past, there was such a problem.

Many years later, how do you feel when you return to your alma mater for breakfast?

"Spicy, too spicy, hey Nima, too much chili. Halfway through a bowl of copying hands, Xue Yi stopped and poured water with a bang.

He thinks that he has a lot of endurance, so he can ignore the young ladies who hide back and forth in the crowd around him, with different temperaments and flavors;

He can also ignore Fu Chengcheng, who is holding his mobile phone and laughing like a fool, isn't it the protagonist's senior brother who made the dice into weapons?

Hey, where's the laugh?

But he didn't expect that he would lose to the pepper of his alma mater.

Dear canteen aunt, I said add some spicy, not "butterfly" spicy!

It's a little bit, not a flax butterfly butterfly~

……

When he came to the Second Sect, the spicy feeling was alleviated a little, and Xue Yi found a middle seat to do a good job, but because the novel inexplicably brought him closer to Fu Chengcheng, this is more annoying than the current Siamese person, where you go, where he goes.

At this time, classes started at 9:45 and 10 o'clock, and students came one after another.

Xue Yi saw the squad leader Ju Xiaoyou, she changed into a student uniform, the kind with a particularly youthful atmosphere, the tight-fitting shirt-style jacket was full of material, and she wore glasses with thin edges and large frames, and her tone was very quiet.

Jiang Xueba walked in with a fashionable dress and a delicate girl who developed her figure at a glance, with a baby face and this figure, Xue Yi somewhat understood why he was a green roommate before.

There are other people, male or female, some people look familiar, can't name them, some simply don't have an impression, but they glared at him angrily, it was a good-looking young lady, but she was thin and had no meat, and she always felt that the taste was poor.

In the large classroom of several hundred people, there were less than 100 people in total.

At ten o'clock sharp, an old gentleman in a tunic with meticulously combed hair, black and white, walked in, his figure looked slim but trying to straighten, holding a book in one hand and a teacup in the other.

"Okay, students, now let's start class. "The voice is full of energy.

When such people see them on the street, they seem to subconsciously feel that they are cultured, elegant, and easy-going.

At first, Xue Yi also thought so.

The discussion of the students is like this,

"Do you have headphones?"

"Alas, I knew I wouldn't come to the old pedant's class, but I didn't want to hang up. ”

"He had to scold and cry a few times in every class. ”

Fu Chengcheng, who has always been lazy, doesn't talk about novels anymore, and sits with a serious expression. ，

has a greasy appearance, Xue Yi didn't take it seriously, anyway, he wanted to listen to the lecture well, and he didn't plan to be in the limelight, study hard, be a gentle and quiet scumbag who worked hard to improve, and a wave that was not noticed by the tigress was over.

Until......

"You are the class leader, you should take the lead, you can't do it without a sight, you are the 'eye' here, you are wandering out of the world alone, what if I don't care about you, teacher?

"What will you do with the rest of your life?"

"What do you do to compete with the best people from other schools after you graduate?"

Ju Xiaoyou was stunned for a while, speechless, and countless "grass" grew in his heart!

Passers-by who have no sense of existence, A, B and C are like **** wetting their wings, and the petrel is also spit fragrant.

"It's not that I'm talking about you, your parents spent years of their savings to send you here, why? “

"I didn't let you fool the teacher, you think I can't see if you pretend to listen to the class?"

"Can you pretend in front of me, can you pretend in the money society outside?"

"The so-called free and useless soul, I have always felt that you have over-interpreted this time, you can't just be free and catalyze uselessness, so that in the end it will only be you who will be ruined. ”

"How many people have spent the school motto seriously?"

"What is learning?"

"Erudite and ambitious, inquisitive and thoughtful. ”

"Did you do it?"

Xue Yi felt that something was wrong, this was an indiscriminate attack, and people didn't bring a dirty word, at first glance, which sentence was wrong?

But the key teacher, your lectures are like a book from heaven, didn't you look at Jiang Hong, a scholar who has always been responsible for improving his professional attainments, on the other side, and gradually fell asleep?

The teacher's surname is Yan, and his classmates affectionately call him Professor Yan.

A big class, a full 90 minutes, a lot of people sneaked away.

Xue Yi couldn't last the last ten minutes, he was more tired than reading and deciphering ancient texts by himself, so he took out his notebook and wrote and scratched on the paper casually, thinking about holding on to the end in a low-key manner.

Professor Yan on the podium is estimated to be the rise of the lecture, which has given students an unprecedented freedom problem, starting from Ali's business model, imagining the future, and making sense.

As soon as this question came out, everyone panicked, if this answer was not the right old man's taste, I was afraid that I would not be able to run away for a while.

Xueba Jiang Hong gradually pulled his girlfriend's tender little hand~

Ju Xiaoyou and many others put their hands on their schoolbags~

Fu Chengcheng quietly stabbed Xue Yi with his elbow~

Everyone's inner turmoil is almost the same: "The situation is not right, prepare to retreat." ”

Only Xue Yi was immersed in writing on the paper, smiling like a fool.

Among the students, from the perspective of Professor Yan's podium, Xue Yi's performance was extremely conspicuous, and his face immediately sank.

The others followed his gaze to the boy who was dressed in a slightly sunny youthful style, with pale skin and a bad smile.

Looks handsome enough!

Woe, too!

Blatantly deserted, did he think that Lao Yan couldn't move the knife?

The good-looking party girl can't bear to look at it directly, and she feels distressed when she thinks that the little handsome face is about to be sprinkled with oxygen and hydrogen smelling complex!

And Xue Yi obviously felt that Fu Chengcheng's movements were violent, and he told him that he wasn't writing a novel, so he was in a hurry?

As soon as he looked up, he met a pair of kind eyes!

Hey, when did Professor Yan come to his seat five or six steps in front of him?

Xue Yi glanced at the surrounding classmates quickly, their eyes were sympathetic, happy, and happy to get revenge?

"This classmate, you are smiling so happily, do you have any unique opinions!" Professor Yan said with a smile, the Italian cannon behind the smile has been set up and can fire at any time.

Xue Yi: "......"

Who am I?

What's this?

What did he say?

He was a little embarrassed!

Professor Yan was not surprised by his speechless appearance, he had never seen anyone in the Sect for thirty years, and he was very familiar with the innocent eyes of desertion and being caught.

The professor even smiled slightly, and casually picked up what Xue Yi wrote again, and it was not too late to criticize after reading it.

After watching it for a few seconds, his expression gradually became extremely solemn.

Xue Yi was stunned, and the word "don't" choked in his mouth, because what he wrote was too shocking in the eyes of people now, and this was going to be seen and made public, and the Wenqing hat could be taken off immediately, and the hat of fantasy disease could be put on.

Many of the students turned their heads, as if they couldn't bear to look at it, and they were also curious, what did this person write on the paper, which could make Professor Yan angry like this, and the first time he looked at the old man, he became more and more expressions in a second.

The atmosphere fell into a deathly silence.

After a long time, the old professor exhaled, and his face suddenly changed to a kind smile.

"This classmate, it seems that the teacher misunderstood you. ”

"Well, you're nice and thoughtful. “

"What's your name?"

"Ugh. Xue Yi didn't expect it, and replied: "Xue Yi!"

The students were also stunned, they didn't expect that they didn't wait for the old professor's ultimate education motto, but praised this person?

Did you hear that right?

I obviously plucked my ears when I went out.

What did he write on paper?

The old professor walked briskly to the podium as if a newlywed had entered a cave room, and the bell rang at the right time for the end of class, and he said solemnly:

"To be honest, I didn't expect to get any novel answers before I asked this question. ”

"Now, I find that I underestimate you. ”

"Xue Yi's classmates' ideas are very good, although the timing may be insufficient, but I personally believe that it must be the general trend of the future. ”

"That Xue Yi, if you have time, I will introduce you to a graduate student I brought with me, and you must come to talk. ”

"Okay, class. ”

The old professor walked away, leaving all the students confused.

When did an old professor praise a person like this? I have been in his classes for almost two years, and I have only a handful of impressions.

Last time, Jiang Hong, a scholar, was gradually commented: There is more than wisdom, but the strain is insufficient, the level is acceptable, and you still need to work hard.

It's just a comment written on paper, and Xueba has been silently arrogant for a long time.

And this person, the old professor actually praised him on the spot, or a long paragraph.

Xue Yi's image suddenly became majestic in the hearts of everyone present, this is a cow!

Many pairs of curious eyes from the young lady of the opposite sex cast over, and the eyes were shining, obviously further, maybe there was a story.

But what exactly did he write in his notebook?

Most people were curious to look at a page that had been quietly torn off by Xue Yi and tightly crumpled in his hand.

Fu Chengcheng asked directly, "What did you write?"

Xue Yi didn't reply, picked up the book and went out with a strange face.

He's also very confused, it's just a blind chicken in the notebook, how long will it take to go online shopping for two days, eating is takeaway, taking a taxi is Didi, a mobile phone to go around the world, it's inexplicably praised?

He still doesn't even know what the old man asked!

It's not impossible to praise yourself, very welcome, although I am a low-key, gentle, elegant and easy-going, studious and humble young man, but at least let me know what the situation is!