Zhang Qingyuan's face remained unchanged, there was no seizure, and there was no anger, he was very calm, because he could understand these students, not to mention that they were only eighteen, nineteen, twenty or twenty-year-old sophomores, or teachers and parents in their forties and fifties were unimaginable, so Zhang Qingyuan waited quietly for them to stop making trouble.

Fortunately, the students finally remembered that this was the classroom, and they didn't see any unhappy expressions on the young faces on the podium, as if they were not surprised by their noise, and the students were still innocent after all, and gradually, after everyone was shocked, they all quieted down.

However, there are still restlessness, such as Hong Desheng.

"That...... Are you sure you're Professor Zhang, not a counselor in the wrong classroom or another teacher? Hong Desheng said loudly.

Hearing Hong Desheng's words, the students in the audience all laughed, and Zhang Qingyuan also laughed.

Zhang Qingyuan raised the roster in his hand, glanced at Hong Desheng, and then glanced at the students in the audience, and said with a smile: "I don't believe that we can call the names now, and everyone will know if it is right." ”

Hearing Zhang Qingyuan's words, Hong Desheng's eyes froze, and the students were also stunned, looking at what he meant, it seemed that it was really like that.

However, for the college students' talk about changing colors, the second-year students did not have the slightest fear, with Jiang Xinyou, their truancy rate was basically zero.

"Bai Jinyan!" Zhang Qingyuan named the first name.

Hearing the name in Zhang Qingyuan's mouth, after a short silence in the audience, a crisp female voice sounded: "Here!" ”

Zhang Qingyuan smiled at the girl with glasses and small tiger teeth, and continued to name the next one.

At this time, the students finally realized that this was not a joke, and that this young and non-talkative little white face on the stage seemed to be really the teacher of their sketching class, and moreover, he was an associate professor......

The students began to sit upright, the male students all looked at Zhang Qingyuan with infinite admiration and envy, and the female students all looked at Zhang Qingyuan with curiosity and admiration.

In addition to a person's appearance, what can make others pay attention is the aura of his identity.

Such a young associate professor, not to mention that they have never seen it, they have never even heard of it, and now, there is such a legendary figure standing in front of them, how can they not be surprised, and look at it with an inquiring look, that look in their eyes...... made Zhang Qingyuan a little hairy, and it seemed that he had become a giant panda in the zoo in an instant.

When Zhang Qingyuan finished counting the names of 90 students, more than ten minutes had passed, making Zhang Qingyuan sigh slightly that it was too late.

And Hong Desheng, who had been peeking at Jiang Xinyou behind him, suddenly felt a little unhappy, because he found that the goddess who had always looked like a goddess who did not eat fireworks in the world in his mind had been looking at Zhang Qingyuan intently at this time, her beautiful eyes flickered, and she seemed to be very interested in this professor.

If this expression was facing himself, Hong Desheng would definitely be beautiful, but it was another man, which made him feel a little sour, and then looked at Zhang Qingyuan, and saw that he was starting to lecture on the stage, and Hong Desheng suddenly remembered that this Professor Zhang didn't seem to bring anything.

Don't say you're an associate professor, you're a professor, you can't go to class without textbooks, you can do without textbooks, you have to bring a lesson plan, you're good, you brought a roster in the first class!

Thinking of this, Hong Desheng couldn't help but raise his hand, and a look of triumph appeared on his face.

Seeing Hong Desheng raise his hand, Zhang Qingyuan stopped and smiled at Hong Desheng: "Hong Desheng, do you have any questions?" ”

"Uh...... How could he remember his name all at once? After Hong Desheng was slightly stunned, he thought about it, he had dealt with him, and it was not a big deal to pay a little attention to it when he was named, and he couldn't help but curse himself in his heart that he was also shocked by his identity and his IQ became low.

Hong Desheng stood up and questioned: "Teacher Zhang, I want to ask, weishenme, you give us a lesson, don't bring anything?" Don't talk about bringing textbooks, at least you should bring a lesson plan, right? ”

When the students, who didn't know what Hong Desheng was doing, heard his words, they all began to whisper, and some craned their necks to look at the podium, and found that there was really nothing on it except a roster, and they all began to be dissatisfied.

Originally, you were shocked enough that a young man could become a professor, and you really thought of yourself as a prodigy, which is extremely disrespectful to us!

The students are enthusiastic, the students are easily agitated, seeing that the quiet classroom has become a vegetable market in an instant, Hong Desheng didn't expect his words to cause such a big repercussion, and he couldn't help but feel proud in his heart, thinking I see how you end, if you were behaving properly, I can't help it, who made you so conceited?

Among the people present, only Jiang Xinyou frowned slightly, not only because Hong Desheng was so sensational, but also because although it was the first time she had seen Zhang Qingyuan, it was not the first time she had heard his name, on the contrary, she was like thunder about this name.

There is no other reason, Jiang Hangong is her father.

Jiang Hangong has a son and a daughter, Jiang Xinyou is his youngest daughter, but he has no interest in Jiang Hangong's career, and the painting talent she has shown since she was a child has made her embark on the road of art, but when she applied for a major, Jiang Hangong was very depressed and chose clothing design, but Jiang Hangong, who has always been more democratic to his children, did not interfere, I have to say that this is Jiang Xinyou's happiness.

Since returning from Siming Mountain, Jiang Hangong has to mention Zhang Qingyuan's name in front of Jiang Xinyou every day, and in just a few days, he can say that a girl with a quiet personality is almost violent, you can imagine how much Jiang Hangong admires this uncle.

Although Jiang Xinyou was disdainful of Zhang Qingyuan's performance at home, if she really wanted to take Zhang Qingyuan's class, Jiang Xinyou was still looking forward to it in her heart, and she also wanted to see how amazing this legendary 'Uncle Ancestor', who was praised by her father for being in the sky and on the earth, and whose legendary medical skills were extremely clever.

And now, when she was listening intently to Zhang Qingyuan's lecture, Hong Desheng suddenly jumped out and made trouble, how could she not be angry.

"Hong Desheng, what are you doing?" Jiang Xinyou shouted in a low voice.

Hearing that Jiang Xinyou took the initiative to talk to him for the first time, Hong Desheng should have been extremely excited, but this content made his heart even more sour, okay, you yourself can't take your eyes off this Professor Zhang, I question it a little, not only did you not talk about him, but you also came to reprimand me, isn't he just an associate professor, what's the big deal.

For the first time, Hong Desheng was stiff in front of Jiang Xinyou, ignored her, and made Jiang Xinyou's pretty face frosty, and Jiang Xinyou's expression looked in Hong Desheng's eyes, which made him feel indescribably sad.

These thoughts and conversations only happened for a moment, Zhang Qingyuan heard Hong Desheng's questioning, and his heart was slightly unhappy, but for the first time, he didn't want to compete with the students, so he couldn't help asking:

"Hong Desheng, please take a look at the cover of the sketch textbook in your hand and see who the editor is?"

Hearing Zhang Qingyuan's words, all the students in the audience hurriedly closed the textbook, and when they saw Zhang Qingyuan's name ranked first on the cover, everyone's eyes widened, and Hong Desheng's face was red and white, and he was embarrassed to find a crack in the ground to get into.

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