The first class in the morning is "Introduction to the Subject", which is actually some professional science popularization by teachers of professional courses on their own research directions, stimulating students' interest in learning professional courses.
"Introduction to the Subject" is taught by five lecturers in turns. The lecturer currently in charge of Zhou Yan's class is a young man wearing black-rimmed glasses. Zhou Yan has some impression that he was a teacher of a professional course when he was a sophomore.
The criterion for judging whether a class is interesting is not whether the content to be learned in the class is interesting, but whether the lecturer is interesting.
At least in Zhou Yan's opinion, this teacher named Wang Hua is quite interesting.
Although what is taught is not within the scope of what is currently acceptable, it can still be understood by students by explaining it in simple and in-depth terms.
Even... mesmerizing.
Chen Xiaole and Yang Lei stopped whispering and listened intently to Wang Hua's lecture.
However, Zhou Yan also knows that these two things belong to the three-minute popularity. Now Wang Hua has aroused his interest in learning professional courses. When the time comes to learn "Mathematical Analysis", he will complain all kinds of things, and even stay in every semester. On the failing list.
As for Liu Feng, although he was addicted to it, Zhou Yan had never seen Liu Feng fail a test. Every time, he would just get stuck and fail in every test.
It's quite strange, but it's easy to understand.
Sometimes it is better to cram for things at the last minute than to listen attentively in class and be indifferent after class.
Liu Feng naturally did not listen to Wang Hua's lecture now.
He was concentrating on writing and drawing on a piece of white paper. Zhou Yan was sitting three seats behind Liu Feng, sitting with Lin Congru. Liu Feng's writing and drawings were a bit vague, but he guessed it. Some.
Zhou Yan looked at Lin Chuzhou next to him, who was wearing a peaked cap as usual, and saw that the little girl had memorized a dense notebook. The beautiful small characters were particularly eye-catching. They were in very standard regular script.
There is an edge hidden between the strokes of the pen, but it is very restrained, as if it is deliberately held back, but it is also very comfortable to read.
Zhou Yan knew that without his intervention, Lin Churro would have been recruited by Hongda Medical College in the future, and then go to the National Institute of Traditional Chinese Medicine as a researcher. Sometimes Zhou Yan thought that he was greedy and kept Lin Chow by his side. , asking her to hide her weapon without exposing it, is it a bit of a delay for her.
But people are all selfish.
The same goes for Zhou Yan.
Letting Porridge go may not really be the path Porridge wants to take.
If you stay by his side and have him take care of you, you won't be bullied by anyone.
Pretty good too.
Zhou Yan supported his chin with the back of his hand and looked at the mountain girl in front of him who was paying attention to the lecture and taking notes. He looked at her pure and flawless eyes and her eyelashes that were flapping like elf wings. He couldn't help but be lost in thought.
"Zhouzhou, don't look at me."
Lin Congru lowered his head and spoke very quietly to Zhou Yan.
Zhou Yan smiled when he heard Lin Congru's words.
It turned out that Xiao Congee knew that he was looking at her.
Zhou Yan pinched Lin Porridge's cheek and whispered: "Porridge concentrate on listening to the class and don't worry about me."
Feeling the touch of Zhou Yan's fingers, Lin Congru's pretty face turned red and she whispered, "Oh."
The classroom is very large, and Wang Hua, who is focused on teaching, will naturally not notice Zhou Yan's small movements, and even if he does, he won't say anything.
Three classes of the subject introduction class are taught together. With so many students, it is impossible to manage them even if they have to leave. Moreover, this class has a very affectionate name among the student group - "Water Class"
Ever since, Zhou Yan observed Lin Congru attentively, observing her smooth baby-like face, pure gem-like eyes, straight nose and small red lips.
Zhou Yan thinks, no matter how you look at it, it tastes good.
Lin Congru's eyelashes trembled slightly. She knew Zhou Yan was looking at her, but she didn't look good either. She didn't understand why Zhou Yan liked looking at her so much.
It must be a joke between friends.
Although, it's a bit strange.
Lin Churro pressed down his peaked cap and began to listen attentively to Wang Hua's lecture. However, when the pen was writing on the notebook, it still trembled slightly, and an unsightly word appeared behind a very neat line of words.
Lin Congru wrinkled his beautiful eyebrows, pretended to ignore the word, and continued to write.
But I didn’t realize it until I finished writing a word.
It is written in the character Zhou.
Lin Congee secretly glanced at Zhou Yan and found that he was still looking at her and hadn't noticed what he wrote in the notebook. He felt a little relieved and pretended to be very casual and covered the notebook with his arm. Lin Congee said After the word 'week', another week is added.
After that, I bypassed the two characters Zhou and continued taking notes.
But every time she finished writing a line, Lin Congru would look at the two characters Zhou, as if there was some special magic that attracted her to look at them.
She secretly glanced at Zhou Yan again and found that he was looking down. Lin Congru quickly subconsciously stretched out her hand to block it. However, she quickly realized that something was wrong. It was as if there was something real in the way. Lin Conglu moved her arm. open.
Seeing Zhou Yan looking at his notes again, Lin Congee blocked it for no reason.
She didn't want to block it, but she couldn't help it.
"Is there something?" Zhou Yan approached Lin Churri and asked softly.
Lin Congru shook his head and quickly moved the notebook to the right.
Zhou Yan smiled and didn't care much.
It was not good to disturb Chu Zhou's study, so Zhou Yan just listened to Wang Hua's lecture briefly.
Lin Congru glanced at Zhou Yan secretly again and found that he was no longer looking at her. He was relieved but also a little disappointed.
She glanced at the word 'zhouzhou' surrounded by rows of small characters, and by some strange coincidence, 'porridge' was written behind the two words.
After finishing writing, Lin Conglu used his arm to block the writing, fearing that Zhou Yan would see him.
Although Zhou Yan was listening to the class, he had also been paying attention to Lin Churro. He didn't know what extraordinary things were written in that notebook, so he asked Churro to protect it like a hat, so that he could secretly take it back to look at it later.
But Zhou Yan didn't know that when he was looking at Lin Congru, someone was also looking at him.
Hu Xin'er was sitting behind Zhou Yan at this time. Because she got up late, Hu Xin'er asked Churro and another roommate to leave first, and she would come to class later. As a result, the front of the classroom was basically full except for the first three rows. , Hu Xin'er could only sit in the back row.
She had no intention of listening to this water lesson. Her focus was always on Lin Churri and Zhou Yan.
When she saw Zhou Yan pinching Lin Chuzhou's face, she opened her mouth unhappily.
Zhou Yan never pinched her.
And Zhou Yan has been observing Lin Churri, which makes Hu Xin'er feel depressed even more.
She is obviously prettier than Lin Congee and has a better figure. Why does Zhou Yan like Congee so much but not her?
Don’t you say that men are superficial animals?
Hu Xin'er didn't understand.
She looked at Zhou Yan depressedly and just watched the entire class.
Nothing was heard.
Fortunately, Zhou Yan didn't do anything to Lin Churri except pinching Lin Churri's face.
Hu Xin'er was thinking that Zhou Yan probably just wanted to tease Congee and was not interested in Congee.
Hu Xin'er also breathed a sigh of relief.
...
The next class is "Mathematical Analysis" and it lasts until 12 noon.
Since many students have downloaded the Hongda Home App, they no longer have to log in to the school's academic management platform to check class schedules, which can be said to be very convenient.
As for this mathematical analysis course, after Hongda Home App learned that it was taught in the same classroom, all the students in Class 101 also stayed in this classroom.
Because it is a small class teaching, students from the other two classes have left one after another, making the classroom very empty.
Zhou Yan and Lin Churri were still sitting in their original positions. Lin Churri originally wanted to sit separately from Zhou Yan and wanted to leave.
Zhou Yan directly grabbed Lin Congru's hand and asked her to sit here.
Lin Congru blushed and agreed.
At this time, Hu Xin'er also came up and sat on the left side of Zhou Yan.
Zhou Yan looked at Hu Xin'er sitting next to him and asked angrily: "What are you doing here?"
"I like it, don't you?" Hu Xin'er raised her snow-white swan neck, tilted her head, and looked at Zhou Yan with a look that said, "I am happy."
"Definitely."
Zhou Yan was too lazy to pay attention to this tiger girl and just sat next to her. She smelled strange and it was a pleasure to sit next to her.
Zhou Yan glanced at Zhang Ye, who was sitting far away, and found that he was also looking here, with an envious look on his face, but as if he didn't dare to come over even if he wanted to, and he sighed in his heart that it was hopeless.
Liu Feng also put down his pen at this time and took a deep breath.
"Little madman, what are you writing about?" Chen Xiaole came over curiously.
"Outline." Liu Feng said calmly.
Chen Xiaole directly took the piece of paper from Liu Feng and looked at it. He put it back in its place without looking at it for a few seconds. He curled his lips and said, "You little madman, you don't really want to write anything."
"Try it." Liu Feng said.
"Then do you understand this word yourself?" Chen Xiaole pointed at the crooked handwriting written by Liu Feng.
Liu Feng looked at the ugly words he had written on the white paper, and his face felt a little hot.
Yang Lei, who was originally playing Fishing Master, stretched his head over, took a look, drooped his lips and shook his head: "The little madman needs to practice calligraphy."
"I got it, Brother Lei." Liu Feng blushed even more. He looked around and found that no one was paying attention to him, so he breathed a sigh of relief.
Liu Feng was about to go to Zhou Yan with the outline he had just written. He had heard Zhou Yan say that he could give him some opinions, so Liu Feng planned to go to him after finishing writing.
Liu Feng quickly found Zhou Yan in a seat in the back seat. Class was over now and there were still twenty minutes left for class. Liu Feng wanted to get up and go over, but he noticed two girls sitting next to Zhou Yan. One was Hu Xin'er, secretary of the Communist Youth League. , one was a girl who often followed Zhou Yan wearing a peaked cap. Liu Feng thought about it and sat back in his seat.
You can't disturb Brother Zhou's love affair.
You can go back to the dormitory and look for it again.
Liu Feng glanced at the draft paper that he had written on the dense outline, and folded it up like a treasure, but soon he took out the draft paper again and read the words on it.
It's really ugly.
Liu Feng thought for a while and took out another piece of draft paper from his school bag, intending to make another copy.
But before he could write Gong Gong Zheng's words, Liu Feng felt his hands were very sore.
He wanted to take out his phone and take a break, but when he thought of what Zhou Yan said before, Liu Feng felt a sense of guilt.
Be a family?
Liu Feng murmured in his heart that he liked it very much and really wanted to give it a try.
Liu Feng gritted his teeth, turned off his phone, and stuffed it back into his schoolbag.
Looking at the draft paper filled with densely packed ugly words, and then at the blank draft paper next to it, Liu Feng became heartbroken and began to copy carefully again.
His hands were very sore, and they became very sore and swollen after not writing a few words, but Liu Feng still gritted his teeth and endured it.
Copy it bit by bit.
When Yu Song, the professor in charge of "Mathematical Analysis", passed by Liu Feng, Chen Xiaole and Yang Lei both reminded Liu Feng.
Liu Feng didn't realize it and continued to copy the outline.
Yu Song smiled and said nothing, but walked directly to the podium: "Everyone, turn the book to the first page. Let's start class."
Chen Xiaole and Yang Lei looked at Liu Feng, who was still concentrating on copying the outline, and wiped away the cold sweat for him.
The two looked at each other and picked up their phones in perfect agreement.
Yang Lei: [I said Xiao Le, why did you say Liu Feng’s handwriting is ugly? You see he is autistic now, so you copied it again. 】
Chen Xiaole: [I was laughing so hard, didn’t you say that too? (smiley face)]
Yang Lei: [It wasn’t you who started it. (rolling eyes)]
Chen Xiaole: [Isn’t this a good thing? (rolling eyes)]
Yang Lei: [Is it a good thing to do other things in class? (Confuse)】
Chen Xiaole: [It’s just like you don’t do other things. (picking nose)]
Yang Lei: [We are each other. (Squints and smiles)]
Chen Xiaole: [But this teacher Yu Song should be easy to talk to. He didn’t say anything when he saw Liu Feng just now. 】
Yang Lei: [Indeed, I also think that maybe this class will be easy to pass and it will not be easy to fail. 】
Chen Xiaole: [That makes sense. 】
Yang Lei and Chen Xiaole were so absorbed in chatting that they didn't even notice that Yu Song was already standing next to them.
"You two, I just said, don't use your mobile phone in class, didn't you hear?"
Yu Song suddenly spoke, which startled Yang Lei and Chen Xiaole.
"I confiscated the mobile phones first. I'll bring them to my office after class." Yu Song directly took Chen Xiaole's and Yang Lei's mobile phones in his hands.
"ha?"
Chen Xiaole and Yang Lei were stunned when they saw their hands were empty.
"Do you have any opinions?" Yu Song's voice was low but serious.
Chen Xiaole waved his hand: "No, no."
Yang Lei smirked: "Me neither."
Yu Song said with a straight face: "Don't smile playfully in class."
"Okay, okay." Yang Lei and Chen Xiaole responded quickly.
Yu Song returned to the podium and glanced around again. Many students were alerted, and the sound of cell phones being jammed could be heard in the seats.
Yu Song didn't say anything more, but took out the "Mathematical Analysis" reference book again: "Now turn to page 20. Let's learn the ultimate sum of a sequence."
Chen Xiaole and Yang Lei looked confused.
what's the situation.
In just a short time, twenty pages jumped?
Chen Xiaole did not dare to whisper to Yang Lei, for fear that Yu Song would find trouble again, so he passed the note around.
Chen Xiaole: Xiaolei, did you speak so fast just now? What is the limit sum of a sequence?
Yang Lei: If you ask me, who should I ask, my fucking cell phone has been confiscated.
Chen Xiaole: What else can I do? Go get it after class.
The two secretly passed the note, and Yu Song's voice came again: "Now turn to page thirty-five."
Chen Xiaole rolled his eyes when he heard this.
It’s already page thirty-five again?
Speaking so fast?
Chen Xiaole looked at Yang Lei and found that this guy had already started reading a book. He was also a little speechless. He was just chatting stupidly while reading the book.
Chen Xiaole secretly scolded Yang Lei for being a jerk.
But he quickly opened the book.
Darling, if you don't keep up with the progress, you'll be distracted and you'll probably be unable to keep up.
Chen Xiaole took another look at Liu Feng and found that this idiot was really focused when he was focused. He was still copying the outline bit by bit, and he had already copied most of it. Chen Xiaole was not interested in this kind of thing, but he still said something in his heart. admire.
Liu Feng, so terrifying!
I just don’t know when I will be able to turn my fighting spirit into wings and become a strong warrior in the Dou Sect.
Chen Xiaole doesn't know.
well.
The phone was taken away, and I don’t know if Xiao Yunyun sent a message.
Chen Xiaole listened to Yu Song's talk with some depression, then he started to read the book. He didn't know what to read, and when he saw Chen Xiaole, he rolled his eyes.
Even the heavenly books are not so outrageous.
Chen Xiaole rolled his eyes and sat softly on his seat. Listening to Yu Song's hypnotic voice, his eyelids began to twitch.
Then he lay down directly on the table, and soon he began to purr.
Yu Song stopped talking.
The classroom was surprisingly quiet, except for Chen Xiaole's snoring.
Everyone looked at Chen Xiaole.
Yang Lei also poked him speechlessly.
"Is get out of class over?" Chen Xiaole stopped talking and looked at Yang Lei with some confusion.
There was laughter in the classroom.
Chen Xiaole's face turned red and he suddenly woke up.
Picking up the book with a numb scalp, he looked pretending.
"Okay, now turn to page 45." Yu Song continued his lecture.
Chen Xiaole rolled his eyes, but still immediately followed the instructions.
Seeing the proof process like a ghost drawing a talisman, Chen Xiaole wanted to die.
Why was he paying attention to Liu Feng just now? Why was he chatting with Yang Lei, a fool? What the hell was this Yu Laomo talking about?
Chen Xiaole regretted it extremely. He should have listened carefully from the beginning.
Chen Xiaole secretly glanced at Yu Song and found that Yu Laomo was looking at him while giving a lecture. Chen Xiaole shivered again.
And in this class, even if he didn't understand what Yu Song was talking about, Chen Xiaole was particularly energetic.
Zhou Yan was listening to the class nonchalantly from the back. Yu Song's lectures were very boring. At that time, no matter whether he was a freshman or a sophomore, he would always feel sleepy as long as he listened to Yu Song's class.
Moreover, the teaching speed is very fast, and finishing a unit in one class is not just about talking.
Of course Zhou Yan didn't care.
His mind was not on class.
Just mathematical analysis.
I've gone through it before, it doesn't matter whether I listen to it now or not.
How can it be interesting to watch Xiaoporridge?
Zhou Yan looked at Lin Congru and found that she took notes and remembered them very quickly. Her writing was quick and easy, but she was very steady. Every word was very neat. He didn't know how she practiced it.
Lin Conglu noticed Zhou Yan looking at her again and whispered: "Zhou Zhou, concentrate."
"Well, focus on you."
When Lin Conglu heard Zhou Yan's words, his face turned red again. This time, it reached the base of his ears.
