Liang Fanxin didn't know that the hospital belonged to Zhang Yingyao's family, and Zhang Yingyao didn't know that Liang Fanxin was hospitalized, but even if the two parties knew, they wouldn't be embarrassed to bother.

"What Mr. Lu said is, this is really too coincidental, but now let's hurry up to the classroom, the time for class is coming soon, this time only the people in our class are in the classroom, in the small classroom over there, and this time it must be a roll call, let's not be late."

Zhang Yingyao reminded the two of them that time is running out now, and it is more important to hurry to the classroom.

In fact, although he has a diploma from the highest college, a doctorate and various honorary degrees, Lu Yifan has really never taken classes so honestly.

This is the first time that a big girl has been on a sedan chair, which is really fresh, but I really don't know what's going on.

The three of them arrived at the right time, three minutes before the class, and the teacher hadn't arrived yet, but basically the students had already arrived. After all, this class must be named, as long as you don't want to be suspended, you basically have to go.

Lu Yifan's face still caused a lot of movement more or less, some people know his identity, some people don't, but just looking at his appearance is already very surprising.

However, looking at Liang Fanxin beside Lu Yifan, and the intimacy between the two people, I basically understood the relationship between the two people, although I was a little curious, why this handsome guy was blind again, but... Basically, no one rushed over to talk like a fool.

"Is that how you sit in a classroom like this every day?" The two of them finally chose the seats in the last row, and Bei Shuying disappeared again, and a good student who has never been worried about failing the course is so casual.

Lu Yifan looked at the rows of seats, as well as the tables, and about sixty students around him, he had never come to such a classroom to take classes, and he didn't know what to do now, watching Liang Fanxin skillfully make the last row, and then took out the textbook and put it on the table, pretending.

"This class is a Marxist theory class, and the person in charge of teaching us is a very old and very old man, you wait a minute, don't talk to me casually, otherwise the teacher will be angry with us, every time that old man scolds me and Bei Shuying, we are more worried that he will be excited, and we will be angry to death."

Completely ignoring what kind of student was sitting next to him, Liang Fanxin pursed his lips, and then couldn't help but complain about his old white-haired professor.

What does this professor say, although he is only sixty-three years old now, it seems that he is ninety years old, and some people believe him.

First of all, the gray hair, and the hair that has not been ignored all the year round, the few sparse white hairs on the top of the head, fluttering in the wind all day long, and then the wrinkles on the face and the emaciated figure, shivering when I walk.

Although I don't know why he looks so anxious, this old professor is really conscientious, and there will be no perfunctory and sloppy at all.

Every time I give a lecture, I will always have full passion, high emotions and strict classroom discipline, basically the whole class, even if it is a scholarly character, will be afraid of this old professor, listening to his class is really ... How to say it... There is a feeling of folding longevity.

Three minutes had passed, and I walked in on time with the bell ringing for class.

Lu Yifan's attention was attracted by the footsteps at the door.

Sure enough, I saw an old man who looked like he was ninety years old, with a cane in his hand and a pile of books.

"Isn't the retirement age of a male teacher sixty-five now? Even if some professors in the university are older and often go back to school to take extra classes after retirement, this one is too old, and are you sure he has been taking you with him all the time? Not a retired teacher? Seeing such an old man trembling in and standing on the podium, Lu Yifan felt that this was really very...

"I know you see that our teacher looks very old, but in fact, he is only sixty-three years old..."

The old professor on the podium was already in place, and Liang Fanxin was also bored looking at the class in his hand. Most of the students around me are listening carefully and taking notes, but it seems that there are still some lazy people who are playing games or sleeping.

The first time Lu Yifan did this kind of class, it was indeed quite fresh, and even if he was in some very famous universities before, 3300 listened to some classes, but it was completely different from now, and the classes he listened to at that time seemed to be mainly for... What are you doing? It's been too long, and this kind of thing, which is not worth remembering, has long been forgotten.

"That classmate over there, could you please stand up and answer what I just said?" Within ten minutes of class, an old professor on the background stage of a lucky person succeeded in grabbing it.

This person was standing in front of Lu Yifan and Liang Fanxin, and it seemed that he was playing a game or sleeping just now, but he was lying on the table and not listening to the lecture anyway.

"Teacher, what you just said was too fast, I didn't hear it clearly." The man glanced at the knowledge in the book, and finally gave up struggling, waiting for the old professor on the podium to go crazy for his life.

"Hmph," snorted coldly, the old professor was in a very bad mood now, "I spoke too fast, I can still be faster at this speed, I know that you didn't listen carefully just now, how can the other students listen clearly?" Okay, now the student in the back stands up and answers the question just now. ”

The classmate in the back seems to be just that... Lu Yifan?

Lu Yifan, who was inexplicably named, was stunned in place and at a loss, and the people around him didn't seem to be reliable, such as Liang Fanxin who didn't wake up in a daze, or the female classmates who looked nymphomaniac...

"I'm sorry teacher, I don't seem to hear clearly." After reading it for a long time, I found that I didn't have the answer I wanted, so I could only stand up and say a word, Lu Yifan told the truth, I really didn't know that the schools he studied in the past were basically abroad, and the most important thing was that there was no such course.

The old professor standing on the podium widened his eyelids that could never be opened, in fact, just now he looked at the student behind him who had been concentrating from the beginning of the class, thinking that the other party should be very serious about his class, but he didn't expect... Could it be that the other party is in the god of Leng?

"Look at you one by one, your parents let you come here to study and receive a higher knowledge education, that is, let you play games and sleep? And that classmate, didn't you listen very carefully just now? Why? Can't answer my question? Also, why, I haven't met you? ”

The old professor is very characteristic when he speaks and disciplines, always one word at a time, sonorous and powerful, which is completely inconsistent with his appearance.

Lu Yifan was actually facing such a situation for the first time, standing in place and not knowing what to do, but looking at the benevolent brother in front of him seemed to be used to it.

But the old professor on the podium seems to be asking himself a question just now, right?