The layout of the university's large conference rooms is basically the same, with a fan-shaped student area from low to high, followed by a teacher's podium on a fan-shaped dot, usually at an angle of either close to 180 degrees or close to zero.

The classroom where Caesar lectures is the kind that is close to zero, basically only a little curvature. Normally, this kind of classroom can't accommodate many students, after all, with the addition of desks, chairs and benches, the number of people is very long, not to mention whether the students in the back can see and hear, even the architecture teachers in the university can't tolerate such a building. Therefore, Caesar's teachers did not have as many tables, chairs and benches, but consisted of stairs from high to low, like a viewing platform in a sports field. As a history expert, Caesar complained that it looked like the Colosseum in ancient Rome more than a classroom when he first came to the classroom, and this statement instantly became popular throughout the history department, and the students respectfully called the humble teacher the Colosseum.

I don't know what the students thought in their hearts, anyway, the teachers of the entire architecture department were at odds with Caesar at that time, because this room was built under their design, and at that time, they were famous for pursuing retro style, narrowing the distance between students and students, so that the teachers could see the collective smiles of more than 200 students at a glance.

Caesar doesn't know if it has any effect, but it looks quite crowded at a glance.

This is the environment of Caesar's class, I have to say that this classroom is very well designed, the three-dimensional seats basically allow all students to see the teacher's every move, and because it is high enough, even the outermost students are not far from Caesar, which makes Caesar feel like he is surrounded by students around the fire to listen to his story every time he goes to class.

However, it was obvious that Caesar, who was in class, was obviously not concentrating, otherwise he would not have heard his student assistant shout to him twice.

"Mr. Odin?" Caesar's students usually call him by his last name, and a glasses lady with a good figure but a nerdy face in an American drama called out to Caesar.

"Huh?" Caesar came back to his senses, and then he saw the strange eyes of the students looking at him, so he coughed quietly to ease the awkward atmosphere, and then continued the lecture as if nothing happened.

In fact, compared to the level of Caesarology's papers, his lecturing ability is much worse. Compared to his level of being able to describe a boring political class as a hot talk show scene at the same time, Caesar's swordsman style is like a teacher in a private school in ancient China, old-fashioned and boring, who only knows how to read from the book.

But this does not affect his popularity, and there are always his fans who come to listen to his classes.

After class, Caesar walked out of the classroom with a handout, and chased after the glasses lady with a large notebook of notes.

"Mr. Odin, are you alright?" She asked with concern.

"It's okay, Hannah, I just didn't get a good rest yesterday, how are I talking today?" Caesar quipped with a laugh.

"Like you said, no matter how bad it is, someone will listen!"

Caesar patted the girl on the head with a handout and walked towards his office with his hands behind his back.

"Your hat looks good!" Hannah said behind Caesar.

There are two kinds of students who have been introduced to this school before, and it is clear that Hannah is the latter who came up on her own. But unlike the others, this guy doesn't have any big ambitions in his own right. Like people like her, such as Caesar before, they could see at a glance where their target was as soon as they entered school, and they were not moved by external objects at school at all, and they ran towards their goal without moving.

It's a pity that Hannah has a pretty good family, so she doesn't worry too much about her future, plus she has a really good brain and was admitted to this university.

I think that a girl like her will basically be booked by the head of a club or a certain department of the student union as soon as she enters school, and then there will be a set of smooth operations.

The senior sister has a party, and the senior sister brings the entry, with a little sucking big hemp or something, here, big hemp is not considered contraband. Then she threw it on the bed, and within a month, a spiritual little sister was formed.

Caesar didn't know much about the pickled things among the students, and he couldn't control them, but the little girl had a good first impression of him, so she stayed by her side and protected her first.

The male college students who cheat their schoolgirls on bed generally don't provoke the face of a school like Caesar, so they stop most people out of the door for the question of whether it's worth it on the spur of the moment, as for true love, don't make a fuss, only nerds like nerds here, and their self-proclaimed dashing guys don't look down on Hannah.

However, after getting along for a while, Caesar found that the girl was okay, so he kept her by his side as an assistant, and it is estimated that he will enter Caesar's studio as a leek in his junior year next year.

The teachers' offices are nothing to describe, just the kind of one that is one and the other, except that it is a little larger and a little more luxuriously decorated. At this time, there was basically no one in the office, and Caesar left class early, and the others should still be in class at this time.

There are no decorations on the desk, basically some handouts used by Caesar, and some materials, and there is a pot of Hannah's succulent next to it, Caesar can come to this place once a week, basically this position is Hannah's care, Caesar comes to sit for a while every time he comes.

Caesar pulled out his phone and put it on the table, then put his watch on it, shrugged his belt, and unbuttoned his chest and wrists, so that he could sit more comfortably. As for the contact lenses and hats that cover his eyes, forget it, he better bear with it, he doesn't want to see him on the New York Daily News tomorrow.

Why didn't you hold back last night! Caesar had time to repent.

Elizabeth, who had left in the morning, had become a puddle of mud, tired and unable to lift her head in bed, and Caesar was glad not to face this woman in the first place.

Why didn't you hold back! Caesar couldn't help but think deeply, it's not like he hadn't eaten and seen, what did he think yesterday, so that he could give up the whole forest for a tree, and the thought of going to be around a woman all the time in the future Caesar will go crazy!

He was only twenty-six, and he was tied to death on Elizabeth's at a young age, how could this be! Could it be that the girl drugged me? Caesar couldn't help but think of that glass of water he drank yesterday?

But according to the physique of his own half-breed, feeding the donkey to Caesar will not work, how can it be put in a glass of water.

And if it's an aphrodisiac, then why is Caesar thinking about Elizabeth's figure last night, his throat is a little itchy, and he is somewhat unsatisfied, you must know that Caesar's customers didn't admit it when they put on their pants before.

Caesar couldn't help but touch the dragon horns on his forehead through his hat, could it be in response to the old saying in Li Jiaming's memory, dragon nature is promiscuous?