Chapter 17 The boys love to learn English
In the past, most of the girls on campus liked boys who were very good at basketball, and now there are many girls who like boys who are very good at playing games.
As a game god with a good external image, from the first grade of primary school to the second year of college, Fang Ziyu can always remain single, and he can't do it without any real skills.
Fang Ziyu has a good ability to "chat with unfamiliar people and talk to death at any time", coupled with his enthusiasm for games and neglect of social interaction, he has very few familiar friends, let alone girlfriends.
The classmate in the back talked for a long time, Fang Ziyu didn't know how to respond, and he was embarrassed not to respond, so he let out a serious sound, but it seemed that it was better not to respond.
The chubby boy was a little embarrassed, but he had long been accustomed to Fang Ziyu's special way of chatting, and said to himself: "I know you don't believe it, but I heard that it is really beautiful, better than the sexiest teachers in the country of sticks!" How about we'll take a look in a moment? ”
It's better looking than the Internet celebrity teacher who has reached the pinnacle of P-map technology, and I think it's the one I saw in the video yesterday. After listening to the fat buddy's words, Fang Ziyu said in his heart: I believe it, and I'm afraid you don't believe it, I've already seen it.
"Forget it, Wu Yang, the elective course we signed up for is not business English." Fang Ziyu shook his head, he was not interested in this, he was only thinking about how to obtain the six hundred points of future observation index and buy the holographic simulation game warehouse.
Compared with the game experience that the holographic simulation game warehouse can bring, what alliance of kings, what VR concept games, all have to stand aside. Since reading the introduction of the game warehouse, Fang Ziyu can be said to be haunted by dreams, and he just wants to buy a game warehouse.
"What's wrong with not reporting for her class? The school doesn't stipulate that you can't take this elective course if you don't report it! Wu Yang didn't give up easily, and continued to instigate, "Let's go, anyway, there will be no class for a while, and you can't go back in advance if you have a professional class in the afternoon, and you can't go back in advance if you're idle, let's go and have a good time, maybe there will be an unexpected gain, hehehe." ”
Windfall? Fang Ziyu's expression moved slightly, Wu Yang's unintentional words gave him a hint.
So far, Fang Ziyu has seen a total of two videos on his future notebook, of which the first video is autoplay, and the second video is "paid on demand", both videos seem to be things that happened around Fang Ziyu.
So, does it mean that the videos played in the future notebook are all future clips that happened around Fang Ziyu?
If you think about it this way, a new problem will arise: if Fang Ziyu hadn't seen the video of the bus spontaneously combusting, he wouldn't have the idea of bringing his computer to find his best friend, Orange, and he wouldn't have taken the burning bus. So, what would happen if things did develop this way?
Because there is no paradox of mutual cause and effect, the spontaneous combustion of the bus has nothing to do with Fang Ziyu, so whether Fang Ziyu is in the carriage or not, the bus will spontaneously combust, but without Fang Ziyu, most of the passengers in the car will be burned to death in a panic, so the video clip of the future notebook predicting the future has become a real event. And Fang Ziyu will not get the 500 points of future observation index.
Linked to the explanatory text of the Future Observation Index, one can conclude that by participating in the future predicted by the video, and then changing the future, you can obtain the Future Observation Index.
So, is it possible to actively participate in the future foreshadowed by the second video, and to get a future observation index?
Thinking of this, Fang Ziyu's eyes lit up, maybe there could really be an unexpected gain? Even if you don't, you won't suffer if you go and see the beauties for a feast of your eyes! Anyway, being idle is idle, so it's better to try your luck.
"Good!" Fang Ziyu immediately changed his words and agreed, "Which classroom is the Business English elective in?" ”
"Mingli Building 201, let's go together after class in a while!" Wu Yang is overjoyed, this is the kind of thing to join in the fun and watch beauties, go alone, cowardly and boring, walk together, wave and hilarious.
At this time, Teacher Yan, who was in charge of teaching professional courses, hurriedly walked into the classroom and spent nearly ten minutes counting the names of the class before starting the class.
Teacher Yan is very responsible, but he is stubborn and rigid, the lectures are boring and boring, few people in the class are willing to listen carefully, except for a few students sitting in the first row, everyone else is killing time in their favorite ways.
Fang Ziyu was no exception, he was thinking wildly, guessing the source of the future notebook, while waiting for the bell to ring after class.
The length of college courses is generally twice as long as that of high school classes, and there will be a few breaks in the middle, and a few buddies who can't stay up pretend to go to the toilet and slip away first, but they never expected that Lord Yan (Teacher Yan's nickname) will be named again.
Fang Ziyu noticed that after Teacher Yan found that someone had slipped away, the expression on his face was not annoyed and angry, but a trace of sadness in helplessness.
"Alas, today's students, if they don't want to learn in such a good environment, no matter how tightly I grasp it, it's in vain."
What he said was really sad, Fang Ziyu couldn't help but feel a little sympathetic to Teacher Yan, until he opened the roll call list and crossed three crosses behind the names of the students who skipped class.
Gotcha, I'm wrong about the object of sympathy, and it's the buddies who sneak back to the dormitory halfway to play games that should be sympathized.
After another few dozen minutes, the bell finally rang for the end of class, and the students who had suffered so much poured out.
Those who don't have classes either go to the dormitory or the cafeteria, and those who sign up for elective courses change classrooms to attend classes, and Fang Ziyu, who should have gone to the dormitory to instruct his roommates to qualify for the competition, put on his bag and rushed to Mingli Building with Wu Yang.
When I entered the Mingli Building, before I went up to the second floor, I saw a large number of people crowding towards 201, blocking the classroom door.
"I'll be good, God, and you'll know we're not in the wrong place just by looking at this battle. You said that if Lord Yama had this popularity, he wouldn't wake up laughing without dreaming? Wu Yang squeezed hard as he spoke, and finally entered the classroom, but only occupied two seats in the last row.
People were still coming in at the door, and seeing that there were no seats, there were actually people standing in the aisle of the multimedia classroom, or even sitting on the steps, vowing to see the beauty.
"The classroom is full before people even come, which is amazing." Fang Ziyu nodded in admiration, and then began to observe the others in the classroom.
Most of the boys crowded in the classroom, there are only a dozen girls, it should be the students who have signed up for the business English elective course, they obviously feel crying and laughing at this scene, and the girls who are doing good things also took out their mobile phones to shoot short videos, saying that they want to post it on Weibo to let the masses of people see the enthusiasm of the boys of the silver university for learning English courses.
After a while, the class bell rang, and a faint fragrance wafted in.
"Hello everyone, I am in charge of the Business English elective course this semester, my name is ......"
After a pause, two beautiful chalk words appeared on the blackboard: Wen Yan.