Chapter 9 Like a handful of snow on a high ridge
As soon as eight o'clock arrived, the old professor walked into the large classroom with no less than 200 people.
The moment everyone's eyes touched the old teacher, the entire Great Hall was silent, as if a needle could be heard falling on the ground.
Qiao Rong silently praised this group of scholars in her heart, you must know that Jiangcheng University, as the only 211985 double-first-class university in Jiangcheng Province, its strongest majors, the Department of Clinical Medicine and the Department of Mathematics, are nearly 100 points behind its worst majors, Botany and Philosophy.
In the college entrance examination, one point can get rid of thousands of people, let alone a gap of 100 points.
Rao is a natural IQ higher than ordinary people, Qiao Rong went to the college entrance examination in the second year of high school, but she couldn't get into the two majors of Jiangcheng University, and she could only take a medium major at most.
Of course, if she takes the college entrance examination normally according to the third year of high school, then Emperor University and Beijing University are just a piece of cake for her.
Speaking of her IQ, she really has to thank her parents who died young and never met, which they inherited from her.
If Qiao Rong, the silver-haired old teacher, took it for granted, then the next person who appeared behind the old professor really surprised Qiao Rong.
Let's not talk about the face that made her eyes shine, it was that unconcealable temperament and grace that made it difficult for Qiao Rong to recognize him.
It's just that he changed from a simple black sportswear to a white shirt and trousers today, which made Qiao Rong even more indescribable.
But how did Wen Changqing appear here?
Didn't he say to go abroad?
As if to solve the doubts in her heart, this question just popped up in her mind, and the next second the old professor took the microphone and explained it to everyone.
"This is my Feng protégé, who is about to go abroad to study for graduate school, but because there are still three months to go after leaving a foreign university, it just so happens that my old man has a new project in his hand and needs help, so my old man is cheeky to leave Xiao Wen as my assistant professor temporarily.
He is five years older than you, and he is your senior and your teacher. You must not be as disrespectful to him as you are to me.
In this way, let your senior Wen give you two words. ”
After Professor Feng finished speaking, he smiled kindly, and stuffed the microphone directly to Wen Changqing, who had not had any expression since he entered the door, and motioned him to say a few words to everyone with his eyes.
Wen Changqing originally planned to listen to Professor Feng say that it would be good for him to be pestle next to him, who knew that his master was disrespectful to the old man, and he still made jokes about him when he was old.
No way, since the microphone is in his hand, he will say a few words.
"First, don't call me a senior and call me a teaching assistant.
Second, don't play WeChat, don't play QQ, don't answer calls from strangers.
Third, my knowledge is shallow and limited, and if you need to solve the problem privately, please go directly to Professor Feng. He's idle and can look for him.
There's nothing else to say, the first class can't be wasted, everyone prepares and goes to class. ”
After Wen Changqing expressed everything he wanted to express concisely, he directly turned around and picked up the white pen and wrote his name on the white teaching board.
Wen Changqing.
As soon as these three words were settled, there were many whispers from below.
They have been listening to Professor Feng's praise for the name Wen Changqing for a year, and now they have finally seen it, but they didn't expect that people are really like a handful of snow on the high ridge as rumored, and they can't reach it.
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