Chapter 135: Is There Such a Young Associate Professor?

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Hearing the boy's words, Zhang Qingyuan looked at the student with a smile and said with a smile: "I remember that the classrooms in our school are all casual sitting, how can I listen to the meaning of your words, do you still have a fixed seat for the second grade?" ”

In school, all majors will use abbreviations, such as fashion design majors, which are generally referred to as clothing.

The boy snorted dissatisfiedly and said, "Pretend, you pretend again." ”

Zhang Qingyuan said inexplicably: "What do you mean, what am I pretending?" ”

Hearing Zhang Qingyuan's words, not only the boy was a little sluggish, but several boys with him showed dull eyes, and then said with a look of contempt: "Uh...... I said buddy, everyone is in the same way, it's boring for you to pretend like this. ”

Hearing this boy's words, Zhang Qingyuan was even more confused, and couldn't help but stand up in confusion, frowning: "What are you talking about, I can't understand a word." ”

"Poof~~~" Hearing Zhang Qingyuan's words, several boys made exaggerated expressions of spurting blood, and then stretched out their thumbs to Zhang Qingyuan and said, "Dude, you cow, you have really practiced the realm of pretending to be home, and we are willing to bow down." ”

Another boy also chimed in: "It's true, if we have this kind of skin, what kind of girl can be caught." ”

Zhang Qingyuan blinked, and said in his heart I am only a few years older than you, is there already a generation gap, or is this era happening too fast, only two months of hard work, I can't understand the words of these college students?

"Dude." A boy patted Zhang Qingyuan's shoulder, looked at the students who walked in one by one, put his mouth to Zhang Qingyuan's ear, and said in a low voice: "Everyone is here to wait for Jiang Xinyou, otherwise we wouldn't have rushed over just after the first class, I didn't expect it to be a step later than you, but this position is indeed occupied by us yesterday, or do you move over there?" ”

As he spoke, the boy pouted towards the side of the second row.

Hearing this boy's words, Zhang Qingyuan couldn't help but understand that his feelings were a group of boys who wanted to get close to the water and get the moon first, and that moon seemed to be a girl named Jiang Xinyou.

For a moment, Zhang Qingyuan had the urge to smoke this boy, and said in his heart that if you don't explain it again, Professor Ben will almost start to doubt his IQ.

The muscles on Zhang Qingyuan's face trembled, but he still resisted this impulse, patted the shoulder of the boy who whispered to him, shook his head with a wry smile, and left, leaving the boys looking at each other, not knowing what trick this brother was playing.

"Victory, what did you just tell him, you actually made him bow down and completely retreat, awesome!" One of the boys in glasses watched Zhang Qingyuan walk up to the podium and sighed.

"I didn't say anything, I just debunked the essence of his pretend, I didn't expect him to leave like this." Hong Desheng was also a little confused.

At this moment, another boy rushed in, seeing that the position on the side of the first row was vacant, he couldn't help but rush over with an arrow step, trying to get in, but Hong Desheng grabbed the collar and startled the boy.

"Fang Lin, what are you doing, you want to grab food, go aside." Hong Desheng is at least 1.8 meters tall and is also strong, so he pulled Fang Lin back.

"Hey, victory, I thought there was no one here." Fang Lin tore Hong Desheng's hand off his collar as if he had just seen Hong Desheng, and sneered.

"Yes, another pretending ......" Hong Desheng looked at the buddies beside him, speechless for a while.

Then, as if he was afraid of a thick-skinned guy like Fang Lin, Hong Desheng hurriedly sat in, and after him, the five boys who came with him also sat on the side of the first row, just filling the six positions on the side, and Fang Lin who was watching glared, so he had to hang his head and walk back.

In just such a moment, the classroom was almost full, and the students looked at Zhang Qingyuan on the edge of the podium curiously, and at the same time found a place to sit down.

At this time, Professor Zhang Da glanced at the roster and then at the students sitting below, and his thinking short-circuited again.

"That's not right, there are three classes in the second grade, thirty people in each class, and there are only ninety people in total, why do I look at at least more than a hundred people?"

Zhang Qingyuan frowned, puzzled, suddenly, he saw six girls coming in from the front door, all of them were young and beautiful, especially a girl walking in Zuihou, wearing a white dress, long hair to the waist, what caught Zhang Qingyuan's attention the most was her delicate face like a fairy in a painting, even with a critical look, she is definitely a beauty among beauties, not only that, but her figure is also very positive, the convex convex, the thin, the warped, and there is an ethereal temperament.

At this time, this beauty was talking to the girls in front of her, and walked into the classroom with a gentle smile, and as the six girls walked in, the classroom was suddenly silent, and countless eyes were cast on them.

Zhang Qingyuan watched the six people walk to the second row on the side, it was Zhang Qingyuan who was sitting behind the first row just now, and at this moment the six positions were all empty, as if they were specially reserved for them, Zhang Qingyuan's heart moved, that girl with long hair fluttering, wouldn't it be Jiang Xinyou?

After Zhang Qingyuan felt the strangeness in the classroom, he was even more sure of his thoughts, and even he felt that the increase in the number of people in the class should be because of this Jiang Xinyou.

Because at the moment, there are boys in the classrooms, and the proportion of boys and girls in each class on the roster is evenly divided!

Zhang Qingyuan shook his head, his heart is really youthful age, it seems that he is really about to have a generation gap with these students.

At this moment, the class bell rang, Zhang Qingyuan solemnized his throat and walked onto the podium, and the moment he stepped onto the podium, all the students, including Jiang Xinyou, looked at Zhang Qingyuan, and the classroom became silent again.

Zhang Qingyuan suddenly thought a little depressed in his heart, does this count as his limelight overshadowing this Jiang beauty? After all, Jiang Xinyou and the six girls will never look at themselves, at least at this moment, Professor Zhang Da has six more attention than Jiang Meinu.

As the silence passed, like an outbreak after depression, a chaotic and noisy whisper instantly sounded in the classroom, buzzing, and everyone looked at Zhang Qingyuan curiously, especially the six Hong Desheng who had an intersection with Zhang Qingyuan at the beginning, and they opened their mouths wide and looked at Zhang Qingyuan in disbelief.

Zhang Qingyuan smiled bitterly, it seemed that every time he started class, he had to experience this kind of scene, fortunately, he was used to it, opened his hands, Xiangxia pressed, and after the voice gradually calmed down, Zhang Qingyuan said loudly: "Hello students, in the next semester, I will lead you to learn the course of sketching." ”

As Zhang Qingyuan finished speaking, a more lively voice broke out in the classroom again, and everyone's expressions were strange, some were shocked, some were curious, and some were suspicious...... In fact, Professor Zhang Da looks too young, and the students have seen the class schedule, and in front of the name of the main teacher Zhang Qingyuan, they all remember that he is an associate professor, so it will be unbelievable for a moment.

But, is there such a young associate professor? You can't be wrong with the school, right? Or did this counselor run to the wrong classroom?

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