The teacher's clothes and dress are very elegant, and she looks like a woman from a scholarly family.

A cheongsam was worn on her body, which showed her figure, not much or less, as if she was the rich young women from the Republic of China period.

Zhou Wen and Yin Xueyao saw the teacher on the podium at a glance.

The entire classroom is a large classroom that can accommodate hundreds of people, far from comparable to those small classrooms.

But even so, there were many students sitting in the entire classroom, almost filling the classroom.

Especially the seats in the front row have been occupied tightly, with no space at all.

Most of them are boys.

The boys commented on the female teachers on the podium, and many girls also looked at the female teachers on the podium with little stars in their eyes.

Yin Xueyao was very surprised to see this situation.

"Zhou Wen, what's going on?" Yin Xueyao asked.

"This teacher is named Yang Rou. He is a master's supervisor in our school's School of Literature. He is very popular in the school and has also appeared on several TV programs, which everyone likes very much." Zhou Wen explained.

Yin Xueyao nodded. No wonder this teacher has so many people in class, so that's it.

The two walked in from the classroom door.

When Teacher Yang Rou saw Zhou Wen and the others walking in, she smiled at them, and Zhou Wen also responded with a smile.

Because the front seats were already full, Zhou Wen and Yin Xueyao had to walk back from the aisle and find an empty seat to sit down.

At this moment, a boy suddenly shouted: "Zhou Wen, why are you here?"

Zhou Wen looked over and found that the boy talking was Qiu Yong from the school student union.

Qiu Yong looked at Zhou Wen and felt a sense of anger. Last time, Zhou Wen made a big fuss at the welcome party, which had a bad impact. Instead, he was severely punished by the teacher.

I originally thought that Meng Zhenxing, a teacher from the School Department, could completely remove Zhou Wen, but unexpectedly, not only Zhou Wen's roommate did nothing in the end, but Zhou Wen himself was not punished.

Finally, he tried every means to inquire and found out that it was because Zhou Wen defeated the student who came to play at the Shanghai University of Technology alone, and Meng Zhenxing let Zhou Wen go.

After learning about this, Qiu Yong did not dare to cause trouble for Zhou Wen by himself.

If someone who can beat him like this, isn’t he just giving him a head to him?

But the hatred in his heart did not decrease, but instead he became more and more day by day.

Because he knew that Zhou Wen and Su Qin were very close, and their relationship was absolutely extraordinary.

I didn't expect to meet Zhou Wen here today, and Zhou Wen was walking with another beautiful girl.

This person is so angry that he is more angry than others.

Qiu Yong looked around him and saw a group of men.

However... a sneer flashed across Qiu Yong's face.

After hearing Qiu Yong's question, Zhou Wen glanced around there.

Next to Qiu Yong was sitting a man dressed in a very fashionable manner and dyed with yellow hair.

The man also looked at Qiu Yong after seeing him questioning, with a sense of arrogance in his eyebrows and eyes, and seemed to not take anyone seriously.

After he swept over Zhou Wen contemptuously, his eyes stayed on Yin Xueyao for a long time.

Zhou Wen ignored Qiu Yong and walked straight to the back.

Qiu Yong obviously came to find fault on purpose, but Zhou Wen was too lazy to pay attention to him.

After taking Yin Xueyao to find a seat behind, the two of them sat down together.

Qiu Yong turned around and whispered in the ears of the people around him.

From time to time, everyone would look back at Zhou Wen, and it seemed that they were planning something.

"Mr. Long, is this teacher not bad?" Qiu Yong said flatteringly.

The yellow-haired man next to him nodded and said in a deep voice: "You kid have a good attitude and know what style I like."

Qiu Yong's face was full of smiles.

The man in front of him was not a student from Shanghai University at all, but a famous young master Long in the Shanghai market, a rich child who lacked nothing.

Qiu Yong was able to get along with Long Shao because Cui Li and Long Shao had some small contact.

In the rich circles in the Shanghai Stock Exchange, everyone knows that Long Shao likes Su Qin, the daughter of the chairman of Yunman Group.

Cui Li accidentally revealed Su Qin's situation at school at a party and said that a boy was with Su Qin.

When Mr. Long learned about it, he was furious and found Cui Li directly.

Over the past period of time, they have become familiar with each other.

However, because he had not figured out Zhou Wen's reality and reality, Mr. Long was not in a hurry.

Anyway, he did nothing all day long and just wandered around Shanghai University.

I go to have a freshman female student today and have a graduate student tomorrow. Under the offensive of money, there will always be people falling.

Mr. Long has been served by Qiu Yong and his group these days like the emperor.

Qiu Yong told him that there was a female teacher who taught Chinese in the school, who looked very delicious, so they ran over tonight.

Otherwise, with the character of Mr. Long, how could he sit quietly in his seat and listen to the class?

He stared at the beautiful teacher wearing cheongsams and high heels on the podium, stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, showing a sinister smile.

After playing with those women who are clever and flattering and full of dust, he felt very fresh when he saw this dignified and elegant female teacher.

If this woman can be put into bed, it will be a joy in life.

"Mr. Long, this female teacher, don't look like she doesn't want to enter a stranger, she is definitely a slut in her bones!" Qiu Yong instigated in Long Shao's ear.

"What do you mean?" Long Shao raised his eyebrows and asked.

Qiu Yong hurriedly said, "As far as I know, this teacher's husband serves in the army and is not at home all year round. You said she is a woman in her twenties and almost thirty years old. Her husband is not at home. Do you think she can not be hungry?"

Long Shao smiled on his face when he heard this. It turned out that there was something else, so he had a greater chance of succeeding.

As for harassing the military family, the matter of being automatically ignored by Mr. Long.

With his background, he doesn't care about this little thing at all.

Soon, the students walked into the classroom one after another.

As soon as the bell rang, Teacher Yang Rou on the podium began to attend class.

There is a microphone standing on the table on the podium to facilitate the teachers' lectures.

After all, this classroom is too big. If the teacher only talks with his mouth, he will not be able to teach two classes in such a big classroom even if he shouts.

Yang Rou has prepared the courseware to use in class in advance.

On the curtain in front of the classroom, what she will be talking about in this class is projected.

"Classmates, I am a teacher from the School of Literature. My name is Yang Rou. Thank you for listening to my Chinese class." Yang Rou's voice was very lively, with a strong fragrance of books.

As soon as he finished speaking, the classroom suddenly became in an uproar.

Many students started to make excuses.

"Teacher Yang, you are so beautiful!"

"Teacher Yang, please marry me!"

"Teacher, I want to give birth to a monkey for you!"

One by one, the boys shouted loudly.

Yang Rou had a smile on her face. Obviously, this situation was not the first time she had encountered it.

As a well-known teacher in the school, Yang Rou has encountered students confessing to her several times.

As for the full classroom, Yang Rou would not naively think that it was really the students who fell in love with Chinese classes.

The university courses are very busy, and students do not have so much time to learn Chinese and cultivate their sentiments.

At least half of these students in the classroom came for her people.

However, it is enough to attract these students to listen to Chinese classes.

As long as half of the students who came to listen to the audience could like literature, she would be satisfied.

So Yang Rou won't care about some harmless jokes from the students.

She slowly pointed to the curtain and said, "What I want to tell you about the Book of Songs today."

As her voice fell, the college Chinese class began.

In the seats below the stage, Yin Xueyao was a little excited.

She took out a notebook and pen from her bag and listened carefully to the class and took notes.

Zhou Wen felt ashamed because he only brought his body and cell phone.

This Chinese textbook was not his class, so it doesn’t matter whether he listens or not, and there are no credits to earn.
To be continued...