Su Qingyu smiled:

"No, there are about 20 minutes before the start of class, but if you don't come again, I really can't hold this position, and many people are eyeing it."

Zhang Ting also turned her head to add oil and vinegar:

"What's more, those boys are all ready to move when they see that there is no one sitting next to Xiaoyu, a big beauty! You don't want to sit down yet. ”

"Light rain is the best, Momoda."

Zhang Yimiao straightened his clothes and hair and prepared to sit down.

Su Qingyu raised her hands high, stretched her little lazy waist, and turned her head slightly.

Inadvertently, Han Beixue noticed a boy in the corridor of the third row of District 2.

An inexplicable sense of familiarity rushed to my heart, but I couldn't remember where I had seen it.

Su Qingyu looked at Zhang Yimiao with the doubts in his heart and asked:

"Yimiao, is the boy next door to you from our class? How I am not impressed. ”

Zhang Yimiao showed a strange smile:

"Su Qingyu, these eyes are really vicious. His name is Lu Bei, a freshman in the computer department this year, he is very handsome, and the most important thing is that he is single. How? Innocent as you are also starting to throb? ”

Su Qingyu's face flushed, and he turned around:

"No, I just feel like I've seen him somewhere. Also, since it is a computer department, how can you come to listen to Mr. Zhang's class? ”

Zhang Yimiao covered her mouth for fear of laughing:

"Xiaoyu, this statement is too old-fashioned, no wonder it is said that as long as it is particularly handsome, people feel familiar, know, and where have they seen it. It turns out that this sentence is true. ”

Zhang Ting next to her also interjected:

"Recently, Xiaoyu has been a little nostalgic, which is understandable. Hasn't Mr. Zhang's class always been like this? Regardless of the class, students from other departments can come to the class, as long as there is a seat. ”

As soon as Zhang Ting said this, Su Qingyu's face turned even redder, and he hurriedly explained: "What's the matter, what I said is true." ”

"Good, good! It's all true. ”

The two of them said in unison, and then they burst out laughing.

Su Qingyu immediately stood up to appease the strange eyes cast at him, and hurriedly said, "It's okay, it's okay, the two of them forgot to take medicine." ”

"Still laughing !!"

Su Qingyu was so angry that he stomped his feet.

2:10 a.m

With 20 minutes to go, the classrooms were already packed.

Most of the people who came behind were disappointed.

Because there is a rule in Mr. Zhang's class that everyone knows.

That is, as long as there is a seat, you can come and listen, no matter what department you are, as long as it is the university.

However, if it is full, please leave, and other forms of attendance are not supported.

2:27 a.m.

An old man came in at the door, dressed in a Tang robe, with white hair, a long beard, kind eyebrows, and a trace of seriousness.

That's right, this person is Zhang Lao, who is known as the "Thousand-Handed Yama", Zhang Yitian.

Zhang Tiantian hated students sleeping or doing other things in his class.

Once discovered, they were directly kicked out.

Some of the top students even used a powerful formula to calculate the number of times he chased students more than a thousand times.

Hence his title.

Zhang Tiantian pressed with both hands.

"Good! Everyone, please be quiet, we will now begin our lessons. ”

As soon as the voice fell, the noise in the classroom became less and less, and gradually became silent.

Zhang turned around and wrote nine big characters on the blackboard one day.

"Financial crisis" and "financial opportunity".

Turning around, he spoke again: "Everyone put away everything on your table." This lesson, except for the mobile phone and computer usefulness, nothing else. ”

The students all looked at Mr. Zhang in surprise, and they didn't follow what he said, because they all wondered if they had heard it wrong.

According to the normal understanding, teachers will basically ask students to put away their mobile phones and computers and leave their textbooks.

Yet today why is it the other way around.

"Yes, you heard it right, this class can be carried out on mobile phones and computers."

Zhang Yitian saw that the students didn't dare to accept it, so he emphasized one side again.

"Brush, brush, brush..."

All of them are basically seconds because they are really happy.

Zhang Tiantian stepped off the podium and pressed his hand again, signaling quiet.

"There are four questions today, and if you answer them correctly, we will leave the class."

"First: what is a financial crisis?"

"Second: what is a financial business opportunity?"

"Third: What are the business opportunities in the financial crisis?"

"Fourth: What is the crisis in financial business opportunities?"

"Answer the first two of these four questions, then answer the last two, and speak freely.

This remark, the best answer, I will be posted in my Beiyang verified account column. and signed. ”

"Wow!!"

The scene boiled instantly, everyone knows what kind of character Zhang Yitian is, the leader in the finance department, and most of the remarks he once said are regarded as textbook models.

Set up a column specifically for this class, and it is in his own certification number, judging by the number of fans he has in the Beiyang software, the estimated amount of this column in the early stage must be at the level of tens of millions.

Naturally, who would let go of such an opportunity to soar.

"Teacher! I know! ”

"Teacher! I know! ”

"Teacher! I know it too! ”

Everyone spoke enthusiastically, but many of the answers were found on the Internet, and very few of them were understood.

"Everyone be quiet, you can talk about this classmate."

Zhang Tiantian pointed to a boy in the middle.

"Me? Me? The boy felt as if Lady Luck had come to him.

Pick up the mobile phone in your hand and read it aloud:

"A financial crisis refers to a crisis in financial assets, financial institutions, and financial markets, which is manifested in a sharp decline in the price of financial assets or the failure or verge of failure of financial institutions, or a collapse in a financial market, such as the stock market or bond market."

Zhang broke out in a cold sweat every day:

"This classmate, everyone knows everything on the Internet, and you can check it, so you don't need to read it out, right? Sit down first! ”

The male classmate sat down a little embarrassed, and the others pointed at him.

"Since there is a precedent, let's add a provision, mobile phones and computers can be checked in your dreams, but that can only be used as a reference.

If someone insists on pressing it out, 1 point will be deducted directly from the credits of this semester. ”

Zhang Yitian actually thought that such a situation would happen, so he had already prepared countermeasures. Just wait for someone to hit the muzzle of the gun.

Someone below whispered:

"This thousand-armed Yama is really ruthless enough, so basically only those powerful ones are left who can answer. Others go up to talk about it, it's simply self-inflicted. Pity the first classmate, the guinea pig is so miserable. ”

"Who else has come up with a point of view?"

Zhang Yitian simply sat on the table in the first row.

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Starting point author: Mo Ya