"Oh my god, you...are you the beautiful writer Tan Xiaozhou and Teacher Tan?"
Before Tan Xiaozhou could introduce himself, Bian Xiaoxiao, who was sitting in the back row, jumped out and rushed to the podium, looking at Tan Xiaozhou with excitement.
Then, in front of everyone's surprised eyes, he performed lines from Tan Xiaozhou's works in a very exaggerated way.
Bian Xiaoxiao is a big fan of Tan Xiaozhou and has read many of Tan Xiaozhou's works.
She never dreamed that her idol would become her teacher today.
It's so exciting.
"Yes, I am Tan Xiaozhou."
Looking at the female classmate in front of him who couldn't help himself, Tan Xiaozhou also smiled slightly, elegantly and calmly.
However, compared to meeting his fans here, Tan Xiaozhou was more curious about the student author Lei Ming mentioned.
After hugging Bian Xiaoxiao, Tan Xiaozhou looked at all the students in the entire class. Lei Ming had already given her each student's information, so it was easy to identify Zhou Chen.
"I didn't expect him to be even more handsome than in the photo."
Tan Xiaozhou glanced at Zhou Chen, and the smile on his pretty face grew stronger.
Immediately, Tan Xiaozhou gathered his thoughts and began to lecture.
"Chinese is actually a very useful subject."
“As a native language, we use it everywhere and everywhere.”
"We can use it to communicate and express, for example, your friend posted an update on Moments..."
As a beautiful teacher in the new era, Tan Xiaozhou has her own teaching methods.
In her opinion, the best way to improve students' performance is to get them interested in Chinese language. After all, interest is the best teacher!
Once students' interest in Chinese is aroused, these students can improve their grades on their own without even having a teacher to teach them.
"Okay, let's do a live demonstration now."
Tan Xiaozhou looked at everyone with a smile,
"For example, if a boy likes a girl, how would he confess to his beloved?"
After the words fell, all the students in the class couldn't help but look startled, and even many people showed a touch of unnatural shyness on their faces.
Everyone is around eighteen years old, full of longing and expectation for love, but hiding a faint shyness, just like flowers waiting to bloom.
"Come on, squad leader Li Ran, try it!"
Tan Xiaozhou pointed his finger and named Li Ran.
"ah?"
Li Ran stood up uneasily, his mind went blank, he hesitated for a long time, and finally bit out a few words,
"Teacher...I...I don't know how..."
As the words fell, the whole class burst into laughter.
"Teacher, can I confess my love to classmate Cheng Yushan?"
Jiang Qinglang, who has a cheerful personality, raised her hand directly, eager to try.
"sure!"
Tan Xiaozhou spread his hands and signaled Jiang Qinglang to give full play.
Jiang Qinglang ran directly to Cheng Yushan and told him a rustic love story he had learned online. The laughter in the classroom became even louder.
Cheng Yushan, who was sitting in his seat, looked even more embarrassed.
Jiang Qinglang confessed her love in front of so many people, which made her very uncomfortable.
"Classmate Zhou Chen, come and try!"
Amidst the roar of laughter, Tan Xiaozhou locked his eyes on Zhou Chen.
A pair of beautiful eyes full of expectation.
Yesterday, in the latest chapter, the paragraph between Xiao Yan and Yunzhi was written in a very ambiguous way. She was very curious about how Zhou Chen would confess his love to Cheng Yushan.
"ah?"
Zhou Chen, who was crazily typing with his head down, was confused when he saw someone suddenly calling him.
For him, there was no need to attend Chinese classes, and he didn't expect to be called on.
Confess your love to Cheng Yushan?
Zhou Chen blinked his eyes and ignored everyone's teasing glances. Instead, he stood up and slowly walked towards Cheng Yushan.
"I've always wanted to be with you,"
"Walking up that beautiful mountain road,"
"There is a gentle breeze, there are white clouds, and you are by my side."
“Listen to my happy and grateful heart.”
Zhou Chen looked at Cheng Yushan who was so close, his eyes were like stars, emitting a different kind of light, every word seemed to have a unique rhythm, which was particularly beautiful.
"My request is actually very small."
"As long as there is a summer like that,"
"Just go through that once."
"At that time, the sunset was blowing on my face."
"You were looking back."
"Laughing quietly."
This is "Walking with You" by Xi Murong, which does not exist in this world.
However, Xi Murong's poem expressed regret about breaking up, while Zhou Chen directly changed the latter into his own words, taking it as a confession to Cheng Yushan.
As soon as he finished speaking, the entire Class 11 fell silent.
As for the person being confessed to, Cheng Yushan, who was originally as cold as an iceberg, now seemed to be filled with a layer of red clouds on her pretty face.
A very poetic picture suddenly appeared in her mind. No, to be precise, it was a memory from a month ago.
During the summer vacation, one day she was feeling depressed. After teaching Zhou Chen a math problem, Zhou Chen pulled her out without saying a word. He just accompanied her and walked forward silently.
She walked until dusk, when the sunset glowed over her face and she saw the beautiful scenery on the horizon. The depression in her heart was swept away, and a smile appeared on her face.
"Does he really like me?"
Cheng Yushan thought secretly in his heart.
The more I think about it, the redder my ears become.
"Zhou Chen, I didn't expect you to be a poet!"
"It sounds so romantic. He is much taller than Jiang Qinglang."
"Awesome, no wonder my Chinese score is so high!"
At this moment, the students in the classroom also reacted, especially the boys, and gave Zhou Chen a thumbs up.
They didn't expect that Zhou Chen would be able to show off such a skill as soon as he arrived.
Li Ran, who was sitting not far away, clenched his fists. He was a little envious of Zhou Chen. He clearly wanted to say something but couldn't express it. It was really uncomfortable.
"good!"
At this time, Tan Xiaozhou had already walked down from the podium, and his beautiful eyes noticed the latest chapter that had just been written in the middle of Zhou Chen's desk.
However, Tan Xiaozhou was also slightly shocked by Zhou Chen's improvised modern poem.
"I didn't say anything about my love directly, and there was no empty and pale expression. Instead, there was a gentle breeze, white clouds, and two lovers walking together and watching the sunset. This is the charm of language!"
Tan Xiaozhou praised Zhou Chen without hesitation.
"I don't know, I thought you really liked Cheng Yushan!"
"Come, let's applaud classmate Zhou Chen!"
As he spoke, he took the lead in applauding, but his eyes remained on Zhou Chen.
Just reading the novel, Zhou Chen's writing style is actually average, even simple and straightforward, but Tan Xiaozhou did not expect that Zhou Chen's poetry writing was so good.
"Maybe he would be better off writing novels full-time, right?"
Tan Xiaozhou thought secretly.
"But, modern poetry is very beautiful, and our ancient Chinese poetry also contains many poems expressing love. Let's see how the ancients expressed love..."
Tan Xiaozhou smiled lightly, stood on the podium again, and began to give a formal lecture.
However, when she saw that someone was still writing a novel with his head down and not listening to her lectures at all, there was a hint of bitterness on the corner of her mouth.
