"Just call me Xiao He."

Bai Ning's eyes moved slightly, and he nodded slightly.

Feng He got out of the car as he said and refused Bai Ning's hand that came over to help her carry her bag.

She stood in front of the huge school gate, looking up at the few Greek letters above, as if they were ...... Thucydides?

On the side, Bai Ning looked at the girl quietly.

Feng He has a natural sense of worship for things like "school", so he wore overalls that were hard to find, with a white shirt inside, and stepped on a pair of newly bought sneakers, wrapped tightly from top to bottom.

Only below the hem of the trousers, the delicate white ankles are exposed.

Bai Ning had a little appreciation in his eyes, and said that the boss's vision was not bad.

From the quality of Miss Feng, it can be seen that Qiao Zhenzhen's tutor is really good.

She happily took Feng He to the Academic Affairs Office of the Preparatory Department, made up for the enrollment procedures owed before, and the two were led to the classroom by the smiling logistics teacher together.

Unlike the Greek gates, the main body of the preparatory department is a Spanish-style courtyard, square and at the very end, connected to a Romanesque building, which is said to have been converted from a century-old church.

Fortunately, the architect of the building had good money and taste, and along the way, the cloister was paved with staggered black and white stone bricks, simple and elegant, and the combination of these different styles of buildings did not make people feel too rich.

Feng He had never seen these, and he was a little excited as if he was watching the International Exhibition.

"Wind ...... Classmate, this is it. The teacher led her to a door.

It was not early, close to half past eight.

The curved lecture hall is nicely decorated, and even has a Romanesque vault on top.

The circle of solid wood tables and chairs was also finely carved with flowers, and the style was very in line with the classic atmosphere of that week.

In front of each seat is equipped with various data interfaces and microphones, and in front of it is a whiteboard and a large screen, on which someone is debugging something.

The only thing that wasn't quite right was the students.

There weren't many people, they sat sparsely, the girls were talking together and giggling, and a few boys were sleeping on the table.

Feng He frowned.

"We have small classes, so even if we have a big class, there won't be many students." The teacher hurriedly explained on the side, "The students are also screened, the quality is very high, and you can go straight to the main department after the exam......

She said a thunderous name, and the university was indeed highly ranked on QS.

Feng He naturally didn't know.

Bai Ning raised her eyebrows beside her, and she heard a feeling that there were no silver three hundred taels here.

But she had checked the information before, and this school was indeed a branch of that university.

The Preparatory Department also has a so-called "Talent Program", which trains students in languages and general studies for a number of special students, some of whom will be admitted to the main department after a year through the college entrance examination abroad, and the other part may stay at the Xinhai branch.

As for the entrance threshold, one is money, and the other is a variety of out-of-the-ordinary quality education programs, such as sailing, skiing, equestrian and the like...... Well, it's still money.

She watched yesterday's live broadcast, and ordered a copy of "Wang Fanzhi's Poetry Proofreading" online before it was sold out.

In Bai Ning's opinion, it is not timid to be able to say such out-of-the-way poems casually, and she is not timid when asked questions, and the literary literacy of Miss Zhenzhen's sister should be good.

And she didn't frown much when she looked at the English document just now......

Why do you want to squeeze this track with these rich kids?

Is it bad at math?

Forget it, the boss didn't pay her to be an invigilator here.

Bai Ning spoke: "Xiao He, is there anything else you need here?" ”

The academic affairs teacher also hurriedly answered: "It's okay, if you need anything, you can contact our academic affairs here." ”

Feng He glanced at her, she felt that this teacher was a little too attentive, but she couldn't say anything, so she could only turn to Bai Ning: "Thank you, Teacher Bai, you can go back first." ”

Bai Ning originally wanted Feng He to call her name directly, but then glanced at the teaching staff who was lingering beside her and was reluctant to leave, and said, "Okay, then you go to class first." ”

"Hmm."

Feng He carried his bag, entered the classroom and looked around, and saw that the seats in the back row were full, but the front row was empty, so he sat down in the front row, took out the prepared textbooks and tablets, and looked forward to the upcoming teaching.

Bai Ning stood outside the door for a while.

She saw the teaching teacher taking a picture of Fenghe with her mobile phone, and said, "What are you doing?" ”

"Heck, I'm just going to record attendance." The teaching staff hurriedly put away her mobile phone, and she didn't know where this "Teacher Bai" was, so she could only give priority to retreating under this direct line of sight.

The music of the class sounded.

A bearded foreigner came from the other side of the corridor with two assistants, and this man was familiar.

Seeing him enter, Bai Ning turned around and left.

The man slammed his handbag down on the podium, and there was no more commotion in the classroom.

In silence, two assistants began to help him turn on the multimedia equipment, put the book in front of him, and even put a microphone on his head.

This treatment is like that of an emperor.

Feng He was very curious, it was the first time he had close contact with a "foreigner", and he stared at the bearded teacher seriously for a long time.

Gray brown hair, brown eyes, white skin red, a little long face, eyebrows and eyes are deeper than those of Chinese people, and the figure is probably a little bloated because of age.

Like a Garfield.

Then she looked down at the textbook again.

History of Chinese Civilization?

She didn't understand why it was a foreigner who came to teach.

But it doesn't matter, it's always nice to have access to knowledge.

When the assistants finished preparing for the class, one of them took the microphone from the podium and said:

"Good morning, ladies and gentlemen, Thucydides College's general education course this semester, The History of Chinese Civilization in the General History of the World, is honored to have the famous historian Dr. George Rogge give a lecture, and everyone applauds Professor Rogge."

The students applauded obediently, and the do-gooders whistled twice.

Feng He frowned, this was not the classroom etiquette she was familiar with, but after all, she followed the customs of the locals, and she applauded with everyone.

The assistant who spoke exited the classroom, and the bearded teacher Garfield slowly stood in front of the stage and spoke, not very fluent in Chinese.

"I myself am very interested in Chinese culture, as we all know, Huaxia has a history of more than 2,000 years, of course, I personally want to believe that the history of Huaxia may be 3,000 years."

He didn't use honorifics, and even thought he was joking.

"Only two thousand years? Isn't our China 5,000 years old? ”

"Yes, I don't even say it's two or three thousand years old."

"It can't be that our previous teacher taught me wrong, right?"

Later students begin to discuss what is being discussed in a small area.

Of course, Rogge didn't care what these students from Huaxia thought about it, and continued: "But in the eyes of those of us who study history, there must be a corresponding archaeological basis in order to identify history.

"Although the legends of the Three Emperors and Five Emperors of your China are indeed very interesting. I have to say that your ancients are really wise enough to make up such myths......

"In short, as recognized by our archaeological circles around the world, the history of your Huaxia Kingdom is more than 2,000 years."

After Rogge finished speaking, he looked at the unconvinced students in the audience, and a smile hooked up on the corner of his mouth, this is a scene that repeats itself every year.

He's not afraid to argue with anyone.

But I heard that these sons and eldest ladies of the Huaxia Kingdom are all enrolled by their talents, so who will study history?

In any case, after a semester of study, they would naturally assume that their country's history is more than 2,000 years.

That's it.

He cleared his throat and was about to start his lesson.

A slender white hand was raised in front of him.

"Wait a minute."