Chapter 416

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Chapter 416: You Asked the Right Person!

A graceful figure walked in through the door.

It was Ye Shengxue, whom he hadn’t seen for several days.

Ye Shengxue first looked up, glanced at the full seats ahead, her beautiful eyes flashing with surprise, and then turned to look at Fang Yu with a charming smile.

Fang Yu nodded to Ye Shengxue.

However, Ye Shengxue didn’t look well. Despite the light makeup on her face, it couldn’t hide her pale complexion and haggard eyes.

Ye Shengxue slowly walked toward the back of the classroom.

“S-Senior, you can have my seat.” At this moment, a freshman boy sitting by the aisle stood up with a flushed face.

“No need, thank you. I’ll just stand in the back for a while,” Ye Shengxue smiled.

After saying this, Ye Shengxue walked straight to the open space at the back of the classroom, where the group of male students consciously made room for her.

Shortly after Ye Shengxue took her place, another eye-catching girl walked in through the classroom door.

Song Liuge looked at Fang Yu, her beautiful eyes wide open, and said in surprise: “Fang Yu, it really is you! I always thought you were just boasting!”

“I rarely boast,” Fang Yu replied.

Song Liuge turned around and saw the classroom with no empty seats.

“Wow, you’re so popular,” Song Liuge said.

Fang Yu smiled faintly.

Most students just wanted to see what the fuss was about.

“I’ll go find a seat then.” Song Liuge smiled, waved at Fang Yu, and walked toward the seats above.

Following the example of the freshman who had offered his seat earlier, many male students stood up simultaneously to offer their seats to Song Liuge.

Song Liuge’s cheeks flushed red as she accepted the kindness of a male student in a front row seat and sat down.

“Ring…”

At this moment, the class bell rang.

But the noise in the classroom didn’t decrease at all.

After Ye Shengxue and Song Liuge arrived, the atmosphere in the classroom became exceptionally lively!

The group of male students was almost in a state of ecstasy.

It was just an elective course, yet three campus beauty-level goddesses had appeared!

Ye Shengxue, Song Liuge, and Tang Xiaorou who had already secured a seat early!

Although they couldn’t interact with them, being able to see them up close was enough to make the male students extremely excited!

Damn, choosing this course was definitely the right decision!

Many male students thought to themselves.

“Xiaorou, do you really know this Fang Yu?” a female student sitting next to Tang Xiaorou asked curiously.

At this moment, Tang Xiaorou’s expression wasn’t pleasant. She gripped the pen in her hand, angrily looking at Fang Yu on the podium.

Both Ye Shengxue and Song Liuge who had just appeared seemed to know Fang Yu and appeared quite close to him.

How many days had it been since the semester started? Fang Yu had already met two beautiful girls!

“Xiaorou?” the girl beside her called again.

“Uh, yes, I know him. He was in the same school as me before, and was my desk mate,” Tang Xiaorou said, glancing at Song Liuge who was sitting not far in front of her.

Song Liuge seemed to have heard Tang Xiaorou’s words and turned her head to look at Tang Xiaorou, smiling gently.

This smile made Tang Xiaorou pause for a moment, and then the displeasure in her heart grew even stronger.

“Quiet down, please.”

At this moment, Fang Yu’s voice suddenly reached the ears of every student present.

It was as if Fang Yu was standing right beside them.

How could his voice travel so far?

All the students in the classroom looked toward the podium at the front.

“My name is Fang Yu, a visiting professor at the College of Literature. You’ve probably already heard of me,” Fang Yu said, standing at the podium.

“Of course we’ve heard of you,” many students responded with laughter.

The classroom became noisy again.

They didn’t take Fang Yu seriously at all.

Such a young visiting professor must be a relative of some leader, who got in through the back door.

Although many had heard about the miracle of Fang Yu’s college entrance exam scores, they didn’t believe that Fang Yu was qualified to be a professor, no matter how good his exam scores were.

“This course is called Literature and Writing, but actually, I only want to talk about literature. Writing depends on talent and accumulation. Even if I teach you, you won’t be able to learn it.”

Fang Yu continued speaking, completely ignoring the commotion in the classroom.

Strangely, though he wasn’t shouting, his voice firmly reached the ears of every student, crystal clear.

Upon hearing Fang Yu’s words, the classroom immediately quieted down.

What did he mean?

Was he saying they had no talent?

Many students felt displeased.

They had all been admitted to Nandu University with excellent college entrance exam scores. Most of them had been top students from elementary school to high school, with extremely strong learning abilities.

Even the senior professors wouldn’t dare to comment on their talents so casually.

But Fang Yu’s words were extremely arrogant.

“Professor Fang, right? Your statement contradicts itself. I know you got a perfect score in the language section of the college entrance exam and write very well. I acknowledge your talent. But when it comes to accumulation… we’re all young people around twenty years old. How much more accumulated knowledge can you have compared to us?” a crew-cut male student sitting in the front row said with a cold smile. “You’re not going to say you started learning while still in your mother’s womb, are you?”

This remark triggered a wave of laughter around him.

“If you really want to say that, I have no choice but to admit you’re amazing,” the crew-cut student said proudly.

The laughter grew louder.

In the back, Tang Xiaorou bit her pink lips, clenching her fists, and said, “Doesn’t this guy know how to respect others? What is he saying?”

“Professor Fang’s statement just now was indeed a bit excessive… after all, he insulted all the students in the classroom at once,” the girl next to her whispered.

Fang Yu looked at the crew-cut student and asked, “What’s your name?”

Can’t win the argument so you want to report me?

The crew-cut student snickered and answered, “My name is Lu Wei, a freshman in Classical Chinese Literature.”

“Lu Wei, good name,” Fang Yu smiled faintly and said, “Reeds on the wall, top-heavy with shallow roots. Bamboo shoots in the mountains, sharp-mouthed, thick-skinned, and hollow inside.”

These words also clearly reached the ears of every student.

The meaning of this couplet was obvious, and all the students present could understand it directly.

It was saying that Lu Wei had a low level of knowledge, no real talent in his belly, yet was sharp-tongued and thick-skinned.

Reed and Lu Wei had similar pronunciations, making the target very clear.

Everyone looked at Lu Wei, whose face had turned bright red, unable to think of a retort for the moment.

Then they looked at Fang Yu, their gazes now different.

Fang Yu seemed to have real skills, not just being an exam machine.

“Reed… I mean, Lu Wei, your hypothetical question just now was quite good.”

“About accumulation, you think it takes a lot of time, but it doesn’t. People with real talent accumulate knowledge very quickly. They have amazing memories, reaching the level of photographic memory. Whenever they encounter new knowledge, they can quickly remember it. Back then, I met…”

“Anyway, this kind of talent is too distant for you all, so I won’t elaborate. Let’s start the literature class now,” Fang Yu said.

The classroom finally quieted down, with many students staring at Fang Yu, wanting to see what he could come up with.

“Alright, you can start asking questions now,” Fang Yu suddenly said.

The students were stunned.

Why was he suddenly asking for questions?

He hadn’t taught anything yet!

“The field of literature is too vast, and I don’t know what to teach. So let’s do this: if you have any questions about literature that you don’t understand, you can ask, and I’ll answer them for you,” Fang Yu said.

Can classes be taught like this?!

The classroom fell silent, with students looking at each other in bewilderment.

At this moment, a female student in the front row stood up.

It was Song Liuge.

The eyes of everyone in the classroom immediately focused on Song Liuge.

“Professor Fang, I’d like to ask, what’s your view on the controversial historical literary figure Liu Yan?” Song Liuge asked.

Liu Yan?

Fang Yu’s expression turned strange.

According to current literary circles’ interpretation, Liu Yan was a person with extremely high literary attainment who left behind many famous poems and paintings. His most famous work was “The Double Ninth Festival Record.”

The controversy about this person lay in the fact that he became famous when he was extremely young, at exactly twenty years old.

All of his poems and paintings that have been passed down to this day were completed in the year when he was twenty.

And after that year when he was twenty, Liu Yan suddenly disappeared without a trace.

No historical book recorded his whereabouts, nor was there any news of his death.

This genius thus disappeared in the long river of history.

Therefore, most of the current literary circles believe that Liu Yan did not exist. It’s possible that someone from that era compiled some unsigned works together and uniformly attributed them to the pen name Liu Yan.

Some people also believe that Liu Yan did exist, but it wasn’t his real name, and the original author might not have been able to reveal his identity for some reason.

In short, regarding Liu Yan, there are many theories in the historical literary circles of the entire Jiuzhou Nation, and there has never been a definitive conclusion.

“Professor?” Song Liuge asked again when she saw Fang Yu freeze.

Fang Yu came back to his senses and smiled, “For this question, you’ve asked the right person.”