The white clothes are fluttering, and the brocade clothes are gorgeous, just like the son in the poem and the boy in the painting.

And a piece of jade pendant on his waist, although it is not a valuable commodity, can add a bit of elegance to him out of thin air.

A gentleman is like a jade, gentle and elegant, probably like he is now.

Chu Yao lightly covered her cherry mouth, her eyes were full of surprise, "Oh, my God, Qian Hao, you, you're too exaggerated." ”

"Well, is it an exaggeration? Isn't it handsome? ”

Qian Hao waved his sleeves and raised the two books in his hand, university Chinese, and teaching notes.

Not to mention, he really looks like a little teacher when he holds a book like this.

Actually, he doesn't need to bring books, after all, his illness allows him to remember the contents of these two books clearly. But as a teacher, it's always a bit awkward not to bring books, so he brought two books.

"No, it's handsome."

Chu Yao lowered her eyes shyly, and peeked at Qian Hao from time to time, like a child who had done something wrong.

Qian Hao smiled bitterly, this girl is usually gentle and generous, and she has never seen such shyness. How can you be with him, and even talk squirming?

The two didn't talk much, Chu Yao was in front and Qian Hao was behind, and they walked towards the classroom.

After a while, the two entered Building 7, climbed to the third floor, and walked into Classroom 318.

As soon as he came in, Qian Hao's heart couldn't help but beat faster, but he took a deep breath and calmly walked onto the podium again.

A three-foot podium, a blackboard, full of students.

The students in the post bar said to boycott him, ****, collective absence, but it didn't happen. On the contrary, the classroom was full, and there were even cases where two students were squeezed into a table.

Of course, this is because the back row is occupied by a group of teachers, so there is a difference of seven or eight seats. It's not that students come here so much that the seats don't need to be used.

Seeing the black pressure below, Qian Haogang's quiet heart couldn't help jumping up again. Especially the students' whispering, and even the doubts of the students in the front row, he heard them clearly.

As a result, he naturally felt pressured.

If it were someone else, even a trained trainee teacher would be shaking his legs and clenching his teeth at this moment. This is not an exaggeration, thinking about Master Shen Congwen in his previous life, he was nervous and speechless for the first time.

Of course, although he was under pressure, especially with a row of teachers behind him, he did not break out in a cold sweat and tremble in his legs. Instead, he adjusted his breathing slightly, and his mind gradually calmed down.

The teachers in the back row, including Chu Ren and Chen Su, couldn't help but be a little surprised. They didn't expect that this Qian Hao's psychological element was so strong.

The first time I went to the podium, I was not nervous and speechless.

In fact, Qian Hao looked at everyone in the classroom, and everyone in the classroom was also looking at him.

For example, Sun Xian, because the teachers came, he had to come over indignantly. However, he decided not to attend the lecture and embarrassed Qian Hao instead.

may be because of preconceived reasons, he was extremely unhappy when he saw Qian Hao's appearance. In particular, the other students were still staring at Qian Hao with bright eyes.

Except for some students, most of the students couldn't help but be a little surprised when they saw Qian Hao wearing Hanfu, and their eyes showed a look of surprise.

As for some girls, they couldn't help but light up their eyes and secretly took pictures.

Qian Hao didn't know that this group of girls took photos and actually posted them. So, there was a heated discussion in the post bar again.

"6666, Mr. Qian can play, and he actually wears a Hanfu."

"Ciao, really good at it, this outfit, but it adds a lot of points to him."

"Hehe, I just don't know if there is real talent to learn."

"Everyone upstairs shut up, from now on this is my male god, whoever pulls it again, the old lady abolished him."

"It's also the male god of this girl, ** shut up."

"Phew, what's handsome, it's not a little white face."

Students outside the classroom discuss, students in the classroom mutter, and even teachers evaluate in their hearts.

For example, Chu Ren looked at Qian Hao with admiration and felt that he was really bookish. In this way, he is worthy of the poetry he wrote.

Different from Chu Ren's thoughts, Chen Su frowned slightly, feeling that this Qian Hao was a bit exaggerated. Classes are in class, why wear Hanfu? Formalism.

As for the other teachers, some are optimistic, and some are lively.

The opinions of classmates and teachers, Qian Hao did not know. When he calmed down, he opened his book and prepared to give a lecture.

Of course, opening the textbook is just for a show, and the knowledge is in his mind, including the book, and what he wants to talk about.

When the students saw Qian Hao's movements, probably because of the teacher behind them, they couldn't help but quiet down.

As a result, the class was suddenly silent, only the sound of the wind blowing the curtain.

The teachers also put their minds away and listened carefully, but most of them were a little unimpressed. Only Chu Ren and Chen Su sat up straight and had an extraordinarily serious attitude.

The classroom quieted down, and Qian Hao also let go, so that there was a teacher behind him. He raised his head, thought about it, and then looked at the student for a while, and said seriously: "Hao has no knowledge, well, there is still a little more."

When the students heard this, they couldn't help but want to laugh, and some even laughed. And the teacher in the back row was also a little crying and laughing, this Qian Hao was too ...... Funny, right?

Only Chu Ren didn't laugh and looked at Qian Hao with interest. Oh, no, Chen Su didn't smile, but he frowned and looked at Qian Hao.

Qian Hao didn't seem to hear the laughter of the students, was silent for a while, and suddenly said in a deep voice: "Before the lecture, I have some words, don't vomit or be unhappy."

This sentence made the classroom quiet again, and also made the students look at Qian Hao again.

And Qian Hao still turned a blind eye, as if he was deeply immersed in his own world, and said with some heaviness:

"Today's students don't know how to learn unless they are compulsory. The atmosphere of the university is corrupted. This is not the life of one school, but the whole of China.

In class, sleeping, playing with mobile phones, chatting, there is no student at all; After class, sleeping, playing on mobile phones, and chatting, there is also no student at all. What's more, they often skip school and do not cherish this hard-won opportunity to study. ”

"Speaking of this, I suddenly remembered a small incident during the Franco-Prussian War. This is a very small matter, and even students who specialize in foreign history probably don't know much about it.

Although there are some digressions, most of the teacher's first class can be capricious. So, I wanted to share this story with you. For this, I wrote an article. ”

As he spoke, he turned around and wrote four big words on the blackboard: Last lesson.

And in this short period of time, the students couldn't help but talk. There are reflections, and there are also evaluations of Qian Hao's class. Of course, there are also students who sit quietly and wait for Qian Hao to continue lecturing. However, there are too few such students.

The teachers in the back row also reacted differently, but most of them listened with indifferent interest. There's no way, whoever called Qian Hao talked about some clichéd topics.

Chen Su's eyebrows furrowed into a Sichuan character, obviously becoming more and more dissatisfied. However, he did not say anything and did not leave the table.

As a teacher, he knows to respect people. And the best way to respect a teacher is undoubtedly to listen carefully to his lessons.

There are not a few people who are indifferent, impatient, disgusted, and disliked. If you want to talk about expectation, I'm afraid there is only one Chu Ren. He looked at the beautiful board book on the blackboard, pondering Qian Hao's words in his heart.

In the first lesson, but in the last lesson, what is he going to talk about? Seems interesting.