One thing Ye Zixuan has been busy with after work is what his old father, who was teaching at Tokyo University late at night, explained last time.

Chen Sunflower and the others, who also worked in the department, were curious for a long time, and today they finally heard Ye Zixuan gently talk about the source of this matter.

It turned out that the old professor of journalism at the University of Tokyo, who is Ye Zixuan's father, wanted to work more on this class of freshmen.

Originally, the source of this year's students was better, only a little worse than the one or two next door, such as Fudan Tongji.

This kind of fine jade must be carved in a variety of ways.

As the most senior professor at the University of Tokyo, Ye Zixuan's father, Ye Zhengrong, has always been committed to letting his students master all the Chinese culture, but at least know a thing or two.

Don't get mixed up in a certain field, ask about our Chinese culture, but you can't answer anything.

The ability to start was limited, and only a small range of cultural activities could be carried out in one department.

But as I slowly mature, I have the heart to become bigger.

Expanding the activities of the whole school is a big idea for Ye Zhengrong.

Among the people who can help, Ye Zhengrong can naturally think of his good daughter immediately.

The results she did in Yuesheng were also notified at the dinner table at home, so don't trouble her.

So since he took his father's phone call that time, Ye Zixuan has become very busy.

Because the date of the event is also approaching.

"Xiao Ye, it seems that I have to relieve your pressure recently, so hard. Chen Sunflower said with a smile.

Although Ye Zixuan is a labor model of the Ministry of Culture, she is basically in the forefront of everything, taking the last time she helped Yue Qingya write a manuscript, she is also a person of merit.

But this time, the deadline for his father's explanation is coming, Ye Zixuan doesn't want to be strong, and he doesn't know how to doppelgänger, so it's not a good thing to work hard.

Sister Kwai offered to let her decompress, in fact, it was just to let Ye Zixuan's work intensity return to normal, and there was nothing pretentious to speak of.

After agreeing, several colleagues from the Ministry of Culture clapped their hands and said, "Finally, I can see Xiao Ye who gets off work normally!"

Ye Zixuan laughed, but when he thought of what he was going to be busy with, he was angry for a while.

Fortunately, Chen Sunflower said softly that all the colleagues in the department are colleagues, one person and one head, in case of emergency, are you afraid that you won't be able to think of any way?

Ye Zixuan raised his eyes.

Sitting in the office, Ye Zixuan couldn't help but think of his father and mother.

At this point in time, they should be standing on the podium and telling the students a big reason, right?

Ye Zixuan thought about it, and his eyes were in a trance.

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That's right, Ye Zhengrong is indeed standing on the podium.

Offstage were a group of freshmen, all of whom were unfamiliar faces and a little childish.

They are all children who have just risen from high school, and there is nothing to talk about, and what is placed in front of the children is one thing after another to be familiar.

Because it is a professor-level class, this time, most of the students of the Department of Journalism gathered in the big classroom, and Lei Lei was also in it.

Ye Zhengrong is nearly fifty years old, but he doesn't see his old age at all.

Even though the hair on his head can no longer resist the invasion of time and has turned a little gray, Ye Zhengrong's persistent teaching and health preservation over the years has made Ye Zhengrong the most energetic among so many professors of the same generation.

A pair of old pedantic eyes rested on the bridge of his nose, and his eye frames were somewhat sunken and black.

With neatly combed hair, Ye Zhengrong's mental demeanor was completely revealed.

The simple old tunic made the students sitting below feel the traces of the age.

Ye Zhengrong didn't speak, nor did he sit.

Standing on the stage, he quietly watched every student who walked into the classroom.

He is observing, whether it is a familiar person or a stranger, he has to observe.

He hopes to know a general idea of each student, so that the training plan he gives will not easily step into the forbidden area of misleading people's children.

Somehow, Ye Zhengrong felt the different gazes standing by the classroom window.

He turned his head to look over.

It's a couple of young people.

Looking at the age, it seems that he is also a student.

The young man standing by the window also looked at it and smiled.

Ye Zhengrong's slightly old-fashioned face nodded in response.

Not a student who didn't come to audit his class.

There are even students from other schools who come here, which has happened before.

However, Ye Zhengrong felt that the eyes of these four people were very different from the so-called audit students.

The students who were listening were curious, and the four young people were more like parents......

Ye Zhengrong didn't know if he was wrong, but when the bell rang at this time, he couldn't think too much.

The bell rang, and the slightest movement in the audience was also pressed.

Ye Zhengrong smiled: "There shouldn't be any classmates who skip class, right?"

As soon as these words came out, no matter how they sounded, they were too improper.

It's not at all like what a demanding old professor would say.

Of course, this is only because the new students have too fixed impressions in their minds.

There was some movement in the audience.

Ye Zhengrong continued: "Don't worry, I won't name this class." ”

Someone in the audience breathed a sigh of relief.

In fact, no matter what university you are in, there will always be a phenomenon of skipping classes.

"You may think that after your junior and senior years, you will be very busy, busy with internships, busy looking for jobs, and if you want to continue studying, you will be preparing for graduate school with all your heart. ”

"But you should also think that you were actually very busy when you first entered school. ”

Standing outside were the four of Zhao Junhao.

In the afternoon, the four of them slipped to Tokyo University to see how the teachers came to teach and educate people when Lei Lei was in class.

Unexpectedly, when I first came, I saw this Professor Ye's amazing words.

Don't talk about the content of the book, don't ask the audience why there is such a big gap in the middle of the audience, there should be people sitting there.

Standing on the stage, they just chatted like this, regardless of whether there was an answer from the audience.

"I allow you to take a month to adapt to this new environment, and after a month, I hope that my classroom will be full inside and out!" Ye Zhengrong had a smile on his face, and his tone was not a little reprimanded for the students who secretly dropped because it was a big class.

"Actually, many of your seniors also want to come to the class, but because you are freshmen, I drove them all back. Ye Zhengrong said happily.

According to him, the students in the audience should thank him, right?

Some people are not convinced, which is really a normal performance.

But they will know in the future that this Professor Ye's class, as long as it is in the open word, it will be full.

"This teacher can do it. Hu Fatzi, who had been observing for a while, whispered.

Zhao Junhao nodded.

Suddenly stunned.

This professor's surname is Ye ???

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