Li Fan looked at Duan Huanhuan quietly, "Full House of Romance is the first domestic animation film with a box office of more than 200 million, and it will become the first domestic animation film to be introduced by an island country in two months. ”

"Teacher, I don't watch the news. Duan Huanhuan said timidly.

Li Fan asked, "What do you usually like?"

"Read a book. ”

"Besides reading?"

"Except for reading...... Uh, buy books. ”

"What about the other than the 'book'?!"

Li Fan's voice, which suddenly became higher, frightened Duan Huanhuan and said weakly: "Uh...... Organize your reading notes. ”

Li Fan hugged his head and almost cried bitterly, "In your world, are there any other colorful things, such as talking about boyfriends, of course, you may also talk about girlfriends, going to the playground, watching Smecta...... Is there one?"

Duan Huanhuan shook his head silently.

Li Fan asked again: "Then you don't even have idols, right?" ”

"I'm chasing, I'm chasing!" Duan Huanhuan suddenly rejoiced.

"Don't tease, who are you chasing?"

"I'm chasing you, you're my idol, my only idol!"

Li Fan smiled: "It's about the same, count you as tasteful." ”

Duan Huanhuan rarely took the initiative to speak, "I especially admire the teacher, I have read all your articles and books many times, and even the "Oracle Bone History" compiled by you I have collected it. ”

Yes, it's a book again.

Li Fan took a deep breath, "Huanhuan, you haven't done anything else in the past 20 years, have you?

"Uh......" Duan Huanhuan took out a green notebook from her schoolbag, which was full of traces of time, and she handed the notebook to Li Fan, "Teacher, this is the book I have recorded and read." ”

Li Fan took it and flipped through it carefully, the whole notebook was crowded with book titles, and the reading date was from 06, that is, when she was just in elementary school, she made a reading record.

Li Fan briefly flipped from the beginning to the end, closed it, and asked again about yesterday's question, "Huanhuan, tell me, do you want to be a writer." ”

"I—I can't. ”

"I'm not asking you if you can do it, but if you want to! What is your heart? You have to say what you think in your heart.

If you want to become a writer, I will make a writer's training plan for you, and if you want to become a literary critic, I will also respect your ideas and cultivate your ability to screen aesthetics.

Respecting your interests, teaching students according to their aptitude, and cultivating them in a targeted manner is what I want to do, and you have to tell me what your ultimate goal of graduate school is. ”

"I ...... Then I want to be a writer. However, at the dinner just now, you said that you wanted to see my artistic imagination, and as a result, you also saw that I was a regular type, and I couldn't compare with that friend of yours, she was really amazing, so she was a cartoonist, and I would never be able to become it. ”

"Who can compare to Zhang Mengmeng? She is the most artistically talented person I have ever met. But artistic imagination is one of the talents of a writer, and it is not the whole thing. There are thousands of types of writers, and other people don't need to think about Zhang Mengmeng, she is too talented, and you can also understand that the brain circuit is abnormal.

My advice to you is that you have read enough books and you need to put down your textbooks. You now desperately need to fit into life and perceive life. Are you going home before school starts?"

"Don't go home, I have a package of books...... Well, I don't read it. ”

"I'll ask my assistant to accompany you in his free time, and you can go out and do more shopping yourself. You have to remember that what you read in books is someone else's feelings, but that is always someone else's.

When you actually go through it, you will find that the works you respected before are actually full of mistakes. ”

"Okay, teacher. ”

Sitting in the car, Li Fan began to comment on Zhang Mengmeng's creative advertisements again, and analyzed why other people's creativity is good.

"Why did the advertisement of the oversized bi-yun suit be made into an animation of three pairs of leather shoes moving forward enthusiastically? Those who understand understand it in seconds, and those who don't understand it will be very confused. ”

Duan Huanhuan said curiously: "Yes, I haven't figured it out yet." ”

"Men have a third leg, understand?"

Duan Huanhuan was taken aback, "The man still has a third leg?"

Li Fan rolled his eyes, he was angry!

Li Fan remembered a piece of news, which said that after a doctoral couple got married, they didn't have anything for a month because of their lack of knowledge. It seems that this kind of bizarre news may not happen!

However, people have biological instincts, and if they don't have any xing knowledge, they can explore each other and understand it, right?

Duan Huanhuan thought for a while, "Teacher, I understand, could it be that the coccyx is a man's third leg?

"You...... I was defeated by you, and I now order you as a teacher, and your future tasks are to go to the mall, watch the news, watch brain-dead dramas, and so on. ”

Duan Huanhuan saw Li Fan's angry face, she said sadly: "Teacher, I'm still too stupid, I've disappointed you, I'm sorry for you." ”

"You're not stupid, you're out of line with society, and I'm going to pull you back into the real world, so that it will only benefit you in your academic and personal life. ”

"Thank you, teacher, what is the third leg?"

Speaking back to the advertisement just now, why is that advertisement good, because whether you understand it in seconds or not, three pairs of leather shoes will become a deep imprint in your memory, so unique, you can't forget it!

You think, the general bi-yun set of advertisements is just similar to Jie Shibang's 'extremely thin, invisible romance', this kind of advertising is not attractive and memorable, this in communication, uh, by the way, I'm not a teacher at the School of Communication, I won't teach you. ”

"Teacher, you are such an all-rounder. ”

Li Fan smiled: "In the next two years, I should only teach the four of you, and there is another kid I haven't seen for the time being, I hope each of you will be successful." ”

"Teacher, have we decided on the topic after the start of school?"

Duan Huanhuan finally stopped passively "um!", "ah!", "oh!", and finally took the initiative to ask a question.

"I'm going to take you to a new field and lead you to a new genre of literature. ”

"Huh, what?"

Li Fan slowly spit out four words: "Absurd literature." ”

"Absurdist literature?"

In fact, there is the shadow of what I call absurd literature in literature around the world, and our drama "The Peony Pavilion" also has absurd genes. Our task is to create and expand the genre of absurd literature and standardize the spiritual core of creation. ”

Duan Huanhuan was so happy that he couldn't sit still, what did the teacher just say, this is another sect start! And as the teacher's protégés, the four of them will be solid supporters of the teacher, and under the light of the teacher's academic brilliance, the four of them will cheer for the teacher!

With honor! With honor!!

Look, this girl was thinking about being honored at this time, rather than wanting to make a name for herself in the literary world with the light of her teacher.

It can be seen that this deep-rooted self-denial psychology will affect a person's personality in all aspects.

Duan Huanhuan finally got up now, she flipped through the notebook and said, "Teacher, how can we cooperate with you in this project, what preparations should we make in advance? What book do I want to read when I go home tonight? You say, I'll remember it." ”

Li Fan's face instantly darkened, and he mentioned reading to me again!!