Luo Yanyi was excited, this Teacher Ye is really powerful, it seems that the Chinese Department has found the right person this time. Ω "Literature Fans."

I heard that a Chinese teacher who came over last semester had more than 100 people sign up for classes, but then there were only 7 people, which is really embarrassing.

Ye Yingfan smiled and said: "Tang Taizong Li Shimin is not only a famous politician and military strategist, but also a calligrapher and poet. For example, his poem "The Sun is Approaching" describes 'a hundred barbarians are worshipped, and all nations are not young', which has the domineering spirit of an emperor. And in "Song of Rain", "the clouds are floating far away, and the rain is flowing into the long river", has his tender side. ”

"Wow, Mr. Ye is very knowledgeable, the more I listen, the more I want to listen. Some students excitedly took out their mobile phones and looked at their moments.

"Hurry up and come to the big classroom, that Teacher Ye is not only handsome, but also very good at teaching, and it will be a waste if you don't come. ”

"Hmph, don't lie to me, listening to those poetry classes is basically sleeping classes, don't go. ”

"Huh, is that handsome guy really a teacher? can be a star. ”

When the student got on the circle of friends, many people replied.

Jian Xinyu became more and more surprised, because she now Ye Yingfan went to the podium to give a lecture, and she didn't bring lecture notes or lesson plans or anything at all, and she didn't use a USB flash drive to plug in the computer with slides.

What's going on? Ye Yingfan is really good, can he be a university lecturer?

Because they have been in college classes for so long, no matter which teacher they are, they will have textbooks or courseware, but Ye Yingfan is just standing there and talking, as if he has poisoned many students.

Especially the beautiful little girl beside her, who was already looking at Ye Yingfan intently, how could she go on like this?

"By the way, Mao Dong, is this Teacher Ye called Ye Yingfan?" Jian Xinyu asked the little girl beside her.

Mao Dong thought for a while and shook his head and said, "No, it seems to be called Ye Guannan, a doctoral student at Beijing University." He seems to be very young, not like he is in his twenties. ”

Four years of undergraduate, three years of graduate and then doctoral students, even if they have been admitted smoothly, they are all over 26 years old.

Ye Guannan: Isn't it Ye Yingfan? Did you recognize the wrong person? Jian Xinyu thought secretly.

He must have recognized the wrong person, otherwise how could Ye Yingfan be so powerful? I really didn't expect that there were such similar people in this world.

"Students, just now I talked about the poems describing the emperor, now I will talk about the poems describing the peasants. This poet, also surnamed Li, wrote two very famous peasant poems. "Ye Yingfan said that it was good to talk about farmers.

Because he was originally a farmer, he could give an example to be more vivid.

"Teacher Ye, is it Li Shen's "Compassion for Nongs II"?" asked Mao Dong with his hand raised.

"Yes, little girl, you are getting prettier. Ye Yingfan nodded in appreciation.

In fact, Ye Yingfan was secretly observing Jian Xinyu while lecturing.

Although there are more than half of the female students in these 100 students, and there are many beauties among them, they are much worse than Jian Xinyu, and his Xinyu is still beautiful.

But Jian Xinyu had been sitting there and didn't laugh because of his vivid lecture, so Ye Yingfan put his mind on Mao Dong.

Attacking the west, this kind of tactics in the thirty-six strategies should also be able to be used on pickling girls.

"Hahaha, Teacher Ye, you're funny again, why is Mao Dong getting more and more beautiful?"

Ye Yingfan smiled and said, "Didn't I say it just now? That little girl's knowledge is very beautiful, after listening to my class, her knowledge is even more powerful, isn't it getting more and more beautiful? Are you thinking crookedly? Thinking of the beautiful appearance of other little girls?"

"Hahaha, I'm laughing to death, it's the most pity that Teacher Ye doesn't talk about cross talk this year. The students burst into laughter.

"Of course, if you want people to be pretty, you can also do it, fair lady, gentleman. Ye Yingfan teased again.

"Hahaha. There was laughter in the classroom again.

Mao Dong's face was flushed by Ye Yingfan's words, and his shy look was very cute.

Some boys also noticed Mao Dong, although Jian Xinyu was more beautiful, but they knew that this school girl who had just come to school and became the most beautiful school girl in the school could not be chased, not only did they have money, but they didn't talk to male classmates, so everyone should be realistic.

And this Mao Dong is so beautiful that it is a bit realistic, which makes them want to start taking action to chase it.

"Just now, I used my physiognomy and knowledge to string together, what kind of poetry did I use?" Ye Yingfan liked this kind of class more and more, and asked a question casually.

"It's synaesthesia. Jian Xinyu blurted out.

Because Jian Xinyu thought that this Teacher Ye was not Ye Yingfan, but might be Ye Guannan, who was similar to Ye Yingfan, she also entered the state of class and immediately answered the questions raised by the teacher.

"Yes, that classmate is also beautiful. Ye Yingfan praised Jian Xinyu.

Jian Xinyu was praised by the teacher, and her little face also showed excitement.

"Wow, Xinyu, I didn't expect you from the Department of Finance to know ancient poetry so well?" Mao Dong looked at Jian Xinyu in surprise.

"When I was in middle school, I was the president of the Literature Club. Jian Xinyu said proudly.

Ye Yingfan continued to lecture: "The little girl just said that Li Shen's "Compassion for Nong" II is very famous, describing the life of peasants who work hard all year round and the sharp contradictions in society at that time. ”

"But we're only talking about poetry, not politics, so I'm going to share some of the verses with you. On the afternoon of hoe day, do you know what a hoe is?" Ye Yingfan was excited as soon as he said "hoe", if he hadn't come to the school to find Jian Xinyu, he would have come to the podium with a small hoe and show everyone the iron hoe he designed himself.

"A hoe is a hoe. "There is a boy who said.

"Yes, which of you is from the countryside? Raise your hand. Ye Yingfan asked.

"I, I, I......" A dozen students raised their hands.

Ye Yingfan nodded and said, "Well, children in the countryside know that hoes can not only work in the field, but also be used to deal with wild beasts and beat bad guys." If we are bad people, we can do the right thing for heaven. ”

Oh my God, what's wrong with Mr. Ye? It seems to be talking about the heroes in the Water Margin. Luo Yanyi was satisfied with Ye Yingfan's words at first, but when she saw that Ye Yingfan was still making moves, she couldn't help but worry.

Ye Yingfan said as he made the appearance of holding a hoe and preparing to cast an axe.

As soon as he got this frame out, there was a very powerful momentum that attracted the students.

"Bang bang. The students applauded. "Okay, Teacher Ye is amazing, give 100 points. ”

"Teacher Ye, you look like an emperor, don't you set off Li Shimin's poetry just now. A student shouted.

Now Ye Yingfan has also come to his senses, knowing that he has had a good time playing with a hoe, and has turned a literature class into a physical education class.

"Yes, you are now writing an ancient poem based on my posture just now, as well as my lecture today, as an assignment this time. Ye Yingfan will accept it when he sees it.

Although he was a teacher for the first time, he had been a student for many years and knew that teachers had to assign homework in every class.