The next day, when he got up early in the morning, Ye Feng was still in a fog about the game in the game yesterday.

What the hell?

Didn't do anything, and then won?

But think about it...... What a thrill!

Early in the morning, Ye was in a good mood.

Originally, I wanted to give Su Ning a set of jewelry, but now that it's okay, I even have clothes.

Count the days, well, there are more than ten days.

It seems that they have to be urged to urge Li Lao, why hasn't the amethyst been in place yet?

Can it be done?

This group of big brothers can't be liars, right?

If it's over, that broken crystal will still have a fart!

Thinking about some messy things in his head, he drove the car, took the little baby, the little baby took Xiao Ha, and the father and daughter set off.

Professor Ye didn't have a class today, but those bastards at Haida actually changed the class schedule!

Professor Ye, who didn't have a single class, turned out to be a full class today!

Moreover, it is all poetry appreciation......

Four classes a day, all the same class, and the other are all the same electives......

I was also drunk, and I guess this is the first time in the history of Haid.

It is still the auditorium of the Chinese department, and the security guard is still the big brother at the door.

"Professor Ye!"

Seeing Ye Feng coming, the security guard brother hurriedly put on a smiling face and helped Ye Feng open the door.

Ye Feng hugged Yiyi, Yiyi hugged Xiaoha, and he couldn't spare his hand, so he nodded with a smile and said, "Thank you." ”

"No, no, it should be. The security guard was flattered and hurriedly waved his hand.

Ye Feng entered the auditorium with a smile, raised his eyes and roughly scanned it, it was almost the same as yesterday, the black pressure was overwhelming, and the entire auditorium was full of people.

still took off his coat and put it on the lectern first, and then hugged his daughter on the table.

"Baby, good boy. ”

Ye Feng leaned in the little baby's ear and whispered.

The little guy came here yesterday for a day, and he didn't recognize his life so much today, so he nodded with his arms in his arms.

After placing the baby girl, Ye Feng stood up straight, facing the microphone, and looked at everyone in the audience.

This look directly startled Professor Ye.

I'll it!

The number of people is the same as yesterday, only a thousand or a hundred.

But!

Who are these people?

Are you sure these are all students coming to class?

Although there were few students who took poetry appreciation yesterday, most of them came to join in the fun. But, at least, they are all other students!

What now?

What's going on?

Looking up, almost all of them are big brothers over forty!

What about jokes?

More teachers than students?

Ye Feng stood on the stage dumbfounded, those students sitting below, the mentality of each one has exploded, okay?

In the college circle, the sea circle, a post has been pinned.

The title is called: "You may not believe me when I say it! Lao Tzu came to a class, and he has more teachers than all of us students!"

I don't know how many replies there are below.

"Stop bragging. ”

"Hehe, one student and ten teachers teach, your father is the director?"

"Now it's for the fire, there's no bottom line!"

"You're just going to deceive the kids......"

Some of the first replies were all cynical and unbelieving.

However, some classmates began to put pictures later.

"There is a picture and a truth!"

Here are a few photos from the auditorium, which appear to have been taken by a student sitting at the back of the room, as there are many rows of seats in front of him.

However, this classmate was sitting in the back row, and there were seven or eight teachers sitting in his field of vision!

"Have you ever experienced despair?"

Another classmate released a picture of the auditorium, in which he and a teacher were crammed into a seat......

"Hehe, what are you, why didn't I skip class to see my idol, but he met our guide!

"You skipped class, why the hell did I skip school from the imperial capital to meet Boss Yezi, and I met our principal, what do you say?"

……

There are constantly classmates complaining, and some people who don't understand the situation look at those pictures with a confused face.

"This is the Chinese auditorium. ”

"What kind of exchange meeting?"

"No, what are you students doing?"

"That's right, the school has a meeting, and now all students need to attend?"

Students from other departments thought that the Chinese Department was holding some kind of exchange meeting, and one by one it was quite strange.

Scold.

Exchange......

I'm going to talk to you second uncle!

"This is our elective!"

"Poetry appreciation!"

"I'm also drunk, and now in class, the students in my class are about to become national treasures. ”

"Seriously, you come to our class to have a look, the principal, the dean, the expert, the professor, the students in other classes, only you can't think of it, there is nothing you can't see, that is, they can't see the students in our class!"

……

The students who chose poetry appreciation have exploded one by one, and Ye Feng is also very confused when he stands on the stage.

Although there were a lot of experts and professors from other schools who came over yesterday, compared with today, they are a bit of a trivial.

Who are these people?

The people in the front rows now have name tags in front of them.

What is Hu Chenyang, dean of the Chinese Department of Peking University, Li Lihua, director of the Chinese Department of Renmin University, Liu Libo, deputy director of the Institute of Chinese Studies of Beijing Normal University, what is the chief professor of this, and the dean and director of that, this is obviously a level higher than those who came yesterday!

At this time, President Wu coughed, stood up from the first row, and said with a smile to Ye Feng on the stage: "Professor Ye, you have also seen it, these are all experts in our domestic mathematics community, and they all rushed over overnight. Our school can't help it, so we will temporarily change your class into an academic exchange meeting. It's okay, you just have to go to class normally and don't delay the children's learning. ”

Looking at the smiling Principal Wu, Ye Feng looked back, I was dizzy.

The banners are all hung out in the back?

Symposium on the History of Poetry?

What the hell is this!

Will this not delay the students' classes?

Yes, it can't be delayed, it's more than enough for twenty teachers on the scene to teach one student, and you can also give you two reporters to record the video in a group!

"Well, let's get started. Principal Wu turned around and said loudly to everyone.

Looking at Principal Wu, Ye Feng tugged at the corners of his mouth.

Forget it, let's start at the beginning, Professor Ye will still have stage fright?

Isn't it just another big and large number of experts?

Don't panic!

It's hard to come as many as you want!

In the face of iron-like facts, you have to kneel!

Clearing his throat, Ye Feng said into the microphone angrily, "Class!"

Looking at Ye Feng, who was not smiling on the stage, the teachers and students who had experienced yesterday's incident were speechless.

I said, big brother, are you still here?

"Stand up!"

I don't know which outstanding student shouted, but suddenly there were many people standing up in the auditorium.

These are all students who came to class yesterday, there are professors, deans, and reporters, and as for the students, needless to say, they all naturally reacted and stood up.

But those experts who only arrived today are confused!

Especially when I saw President Wu and Dean Zhao sitting in the first row, they all stood up "poofed", and their eyes widened.

Well?

I'll go!

Even the old dean of the Chinese Department of Peking University, Hu Chenyang, stood straight?

What's going on?

Isn't it just a young professor?

As for it?

Ye Feng, who was standing on the stage, didn't speak, just looked at those who hadn't stood up yet.

At this time, the professors who knew each other began to pull next to each other, and at the same time, they were still whispering something in their mouths.

After about three minutes, the new professors and experts all stood up one by one as if they were constipated, and the whole auditorium sounded again with the untidy and dying "old ~ teacher ~ good".