When Han Yu walked into this big classroom that was a bit noisy, for a moment, almost all the sounds disappeared, and then, even the little noise that was left gradually subsided.

Han Yu was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously looked back at the door to see if Chen Xian's guy had returned.

But after a closer look, there is none.

Han Yu looked back at the silent classroom, and a group of students stared at his boss's eyes, feeling a little panicked in his heart.

After thinking about it, Han Yu straightened his collar and walked onto the podium with a classroom full of eyes.

Thanks to the fact that he has solved his psychological problem now, otherwise in the previous situation, Han Yu might have turned around and left.

"The ......"

Han Yu stood on the podium, glanced at the unusually quiet classroom, and cleared his throat, "I am the new Chinese teacher in the school, and my name is Han Yu. ”

As he spoke, Han Yu turned around calmly, picked up the chalk and wrote on the blackboard two powerful traditional Chinese characters - "Han Yu", and then wrote his Korean name next to it.

After writing this, Han Yu turned around and looked at the still quiet classroom with a calm face, but the hand holding the podium couldn't help but tighten.

What the hell is going on......

"Chinese teacher?"

At this time, a gentle doubt sounded in the classroom, and then, the whole classroom sounded like a cannon battle with a fuse lit!

"Teacher?!OMO, so young?!"

"Dafa!!, so handsome!!"

"Hey Yigu, Mo Fei, teacher, is your part-time job a model?"

"Teacher Han, hey, I'm going to be fascinated by him, really, so handsome......"

"Haha, Dafa, those girls are still skipping class, saying that the Chinese teacher must be a bad old man, and now ...... Haha, no, I'm going to take a picture and send it to anger them!"

"Hurry up, hurry up, take a picture and send it to CY!"

"Yes, yes, and IG and Twitter!"

……

Han Yu's eyes widened slightly, looking at the classroom in front of him that was chaotic like a pot of porridge for a moment, and his heart was almost messy.

"Stop. ”

The sound was so low that it was drowned out by the noise that filled the classroom.

"Stop!!"

Suddenly, most of the students stopped, glanced at Han Yu in surprise, and then immediately realized that the environment they were in now was still in the situation, and hurriedly sat up.

The rest of the people who didn't hear turned their heads to look around after hearing the classroom gradually fall silent, realized the current situation, and immediately sat down as well.

Han Yu glanced at the class, which was finally a little disciplined, and his somewhat stiff face finally eased slightly, but his eyes couldn't help but reveal some surprise.

The most disliked thing about South Korea is their dignity and inferiority system, at best it is polite, at worst it is completely unruly, and the brain is too rotten, but, sometimes, I have to admit that the dignity and inferiority system is also beneficial.

Koreans respect teachers a lot, especially university teachers, and even more so if they are professors, so this also determines that even if Han Yu looks very young, he can still control the scene.

Moreover, this is Seoul National University, so of course there will be no problems with the quality of students.

"From today onwards, there will be one Chinese class of mine every week, and I won't be able to do your business, but I will do a good job by name. ”

Han Yu propped his hands on the podium, looking at the still quiet class, his eyes finally showed a look of satisfaction, "So, now, are there any students in the classroom who have never been exposed to Chinese before?" ”

When the words fell, Han Yu glanced at it lightly, and no one raised his hand, which made Han Yu a little happy in his heart, at least he could save some effort.

"Since everyone has been in contact with it, then, the "Analects" should have been studied, this lesson is to find out, you take out a piece of paper, and write all the sentences you can recall in Chinese characters silently, if you can add annotations yourself, it is better, after writing the "Analects", and then write out the Chinese famous sentences and words that you can recall. In addition, if you think you remember a lot of people, you can come up and dictate it to me in Chinese, and that's it, let's get started. ”

After Han Yu finished speaking, he sat directly on the chair behind the podium and stopped talking. His teaching style is the same as his personal style, which is efficient, straightforward, concise and clear.

Koreans have great respect for Confucius and the Analects, so the Chinese language test is definitely no stranger to students with a certain foundation.

However, Han Yu's main purpose this time was not to let them memorize the Analects, but mainly to see how well these students wrote Chinese characters and how well they expressed their language.

I have to say that Koreans seem to be born with obedience in their bones, even if Han Yu is young and only writes two Chinese characters from beginning to end, no students question him, to question his teaching, and no one even comes to the stage to endorse Han Yu, Han Yu believes that among these people, there should be no fewer people who can do this, but no one comes up.

Han Yu can roughly guess one or two of the reasons, the most critical point is that he is a new teacher, if someone does not follow his regular arrangement at the beginning, it is inevitable that Han Yu will feel that the students are giving him a dismissal, which is absolutely not daring in Korean universities, and it is a big deal to fight against the seniors, not to mention that there is a little feeling that he is arguing with the teacher.

Of course, the students will not always be like this, now they just look at the new teacher with a cold expression and simple words, and think that he is a very serious person. Later, after discovering that Han Yu is still an easy-going person, he will slowly relax. After all, students are not soldiers in the barracks, and it is right to listen to the teacher's arrangement, but you can't listen to them.

All in all, Han Yu's first class today was unexpectedly smooth.

However, Han Yu has also learned a lesson today, at least in the near future, if he wants to go to the street again, he must wear a mask. Although up to now, except for Chen Xian, Han Yu has not met anyone who recognizes him, and recognizes him as the rumored boyfriend of the national goddess Kim Tae-hee, who broke out a few days ago, but he is not afraid of 10,000 just in case.

Han Yu wasn't sure if no one recognized him, or if someone recognized him and didn't say it, for example, now in this classroom, Han Yu wasn't sure if anyone recognized him, the only thing he was sure of was that, at least for now, most of the students in the classroom should not recognize him.

And this is also where Han Yu is most fortunate, if they really recognize it, in terms of the situation before they have calmed down, Han Yu really feels that the current situation will not be so optimistic.

After thinking about it for a while in his heart, Han Yu looked up at the students who were almost all silently writing, and suddenly remembered something in his mind, stood up, took out something like an identity card, looked at it, and then walked down the podium and walked into the student seats distributed up layer by layer.

Han Yu taught in a large classroom, almost accommodating more than 100 people, when Han Yu walked by, most of the students were quite calm, unmoved and continued to write their own things, that is, there were some female students, when Han Yu passed by, raised their heads and glanced at Han Yu carefully, and when they found that Han Yu was more handsome than he looked at from a distance, he immediately couldn't help but smile at Han Yu a little nympholy, and then quickly lowered his head shyly.

And Han Yu didn't hide it all the way, just lowered his head.

It was a bit of a hassle for him to be recognized, but it wasn't to the point where he had to cover it up with his body. As for those who have been staring at him, just look at it, and it won't drop a piece of meat anyway.

Holding the identity card-like thing in his hand, Han Yu's gaze kept scanning among the students, he was looking for someone, a rather interesting girl, a girl who had bumped him twice but he couldn't see her face.

Han Qinse...... Where?"

Han Yu stood in the aisle, frowning lightly and looking around, muttering softly in his mouth.

"Han Qinse?"

A student sitting next to Han Yu raised his head, "Teacher Han, if you want to find Han Qinse, she is over there." ”

With that, the student raised his hand and pointed to the northwest corner of the classroom.

Han Yu followed the student's hand and saw a lonely figure sitting in the corner at a glance, he suddenly couldn't help but raise his hand and gently pat his forehead, sometimes, people always subconsciously ignore the most conspicuous places.

Now that he had found his target, Han Yu strode over directly.

And after getting closer, Han Yu found that this Han Qinse's dress was similar to the dress he bumped into on the street for the first time, except that his clothes were changed into a tight-fitting hooded black down jacket, nothing else had changed at all, his face was still a white mask, and even his head was covered by the hat of the down jacket as usual.

Standing not far from Han Qinse, Han Yu looked at this girl with some curiosity, not only in her dress, but also in the actual situation, who seemed to be a bit of a maverick.

In his hand, he was holding a student ID card of Seoul National University, which was the card that Han Woo picked up after being hit that day.

When Han Yu picked up this student ID, he was very surprised, not only surprised that the person who bumped into him was so coincidentally a student of Seoul National University, but also surprised him even more that there was no photo on this student ID, only a name called "Han Qinse" was a bit useful.

Han Yu didn't know what kind of student it was to get the school to agree to make a student ID card without a photo, so he was curious. And this girl who looked reckless actually bumped into him again today, which couldn't help but make Han Yu even more interesting.

Anyway, being idle is idle, Han Yu doesn't mind finding something to do for himself, not to mention that he has to return her student ID.

Flipping through the student ID card in his hand, Han Yu glanced at Han Qinse, who seemed to be writing seriously not far away, thought about it, and walked forward directly.

However, before he could speak, Han Yu heard a pleasant voice faintly muttering something.

"CJ can't get in, JYP excludes, YG excludes, S.M, CCM, you can give it a try......"

CJ, JYP, what's that......

Han Yu stood behind Han Qinse, thinking with a somewhat strange expression.