Rebirth of the era of struggle

Chapter 247

There are many people on the elevator on the first floor.

On the seventh floor, there were only three people left.

In addition to Lu Yang, there is also a man and a woman. The girl is of average growth and walks in front with a schoolbag on her back. The boy is holding a notebook with a fountain pen on it. He is also dressed very coquettishly, wearing a white shirt. All stuffed into the black slacks, revealing a big septwolves belt buckle.

Looking at Lu Yang who was empty-handed, the boy said, "Are you also here for elective courses?"

"Yeah, modern history, you too?"

Lu Yang glanced at him.

Unexpectedly, I also met a classmate.

"I am also a modern history."

Hearing that Lu Yang said it was modern history, the boy nodded, and then said: "Why don't you bring your notebook and pen to class? Professor Lu in our class is very strict. If he finds out that you came empty-handed, be careful that you will leave me alone." You get out."

"Is it so cruel?"

Lu Yang said uncertainly.

A university teacher is different from a high school teacher. It’s just an elective course.

"Then you don't understand. I'm from the business school. I don't know. It's still right to be careful. It's still too late. I advise you to go back and get it."

The boys seem to understand.

"Forget it, I won't go back. If you drive me out, I will admit it."

Lu Yang didn't care.

There are so many people in elective courses, it doesn't matter whether they take roll call or not. How can there be a teacher who is so serious. Besides, there are no dormitories for Ben and Pen, and they have to go to the supermarket to buy them. There is no need for this.

Seeing that Lu Yang did not listen to persuasion.

The boy shook his head and said nothing.

After coming out of the elevator, the second classroom is 702. Before entering the door, the boy just lifted up his pants on purpose, which made Lu Yang, who was following behind, a little speechless.

This guy is quite enthusiastic, but he's a little secondary.

Not surprising though.

Age is here after all.

In this era, boys in their twenties are more or less a little bit.

There are already a lot of students in the classroom. When signing up, Lu Yang checked the number of people. There are 38 places for this elective course, and [-] people have already come for this meeting.

Lu Yang looked around.

There were papers and pens on each student's desk, and some girls even carried a cloth bag on purpose. Lu Yang found an inconspicuous place in the back row and sat down.

He picked up his phone and checked the time.

It's already seven forty.

There are still 10 minutes before class.

This class lasted until [-]:[-], it was considered as two class hours, twice a week, a total of ten times, after ten times, this elective course was over.

After passing the teacher's assessment, you can get the corresponding credits. However, this kind of elective course is basically a formality. The so-called exam is probably just an assignment assigned by the teacher, and it is enough to complete it.

"Student, what's your name, which college?"

The senior who came in together was sitting next to Lu Yang, separated by an aisle.

Seeing Lu Yang playing with his mobile phone, he asked.

"Lu Yang, from the engineering institute."

"My name is Lu Lin, from the Department of Finance. Your mobile phone is not bad. How much did you pay for it?"

"Five or six thousand, I don't remember."

Lu Yang said.

Lu Lin pouted.

Five or six thousand, I still don't remember...

He felt that the student named Lu Yang in this engineering institute was pretending to be aggressive.

"How about using it? I'm planning to change my phone too. If I can, I'll buy one too." Lu Lin continued.

Lu Yang said: "Then you can wait, 4S will come out soon, it's a bit of a loss to buy this now."

"Oh, then I'll be waiting."

Students come in one by one.

However, college students seem to have a special liking for the seats at the back. Lu Yang was originally at the back, but now there are two rows behind him, but the front is sparsely populated and empty.

"The teacher is here."

A reminder sound came from his ear, Lu Yang turned the phone to silent and put it away.

on the podium.

An old man in his 60s came in with a thick textbook.

The old man had a square face, his hair was a little gray, but it was very thick, and he looked very serious. Standing there, he seemed to have an aura, and the whole classroom fell silent.

"Students in the last two rows, sit in the first row."

As soon as the textbook was placed on the desk, the teacher said this sentence.

Lu Yang looked back.

Fortunately.

He is not the last two rows, there are two rows of tables behind him, and there are people.

The students sitting at the back were very reluctant, and moved forward timidly. Lu Baohua frowned, rolled up his sleeves, looked at his watch, and said, "It's 20 seconds, if you haven't sat down, you can go out, this door The class will be passed directly."

As soon as these words were said, the students who were reluctant to go to the front rushed to the front, for fear that they would not be able to occupy their seats if they went late.

Electives are not important though.

But it is still a course after all, if you fail the course, it will be very troublesome, at least the scholarship will definitely be gone.

Lu Lin next to him glanced at Lu Yang, as if to say, see, I didn't lie to you.

Lu Yang was also a little surprised.

This teacher is really interesting.

It doesn't take 20 seconds. Under the threat of failing, in just ten seconds, the last two rows are empty, and the first and second rows in front are full.

Only then did Lu Baohua hum with satisfaction, cleared his throat, then picked up the chalk and wrote on the blackboard.

Modern Chinese History.

Lu Baohua!
Lu Yang looked at the blackboard.

Seeing these words, I have to admit that this teacher has something, at least the writing with this chalk is of a very high standard. An ordinary teacher will never be able to meet such a high standard in his lifetime.

There are quite a few people who have the same idea as him. After writing these words, the eyes of many students have changed slightly, but they dare not communicate in a low voice due to the deterrent force of the teacher just now.

After writing.

Lu Baohua put the chalk into the chalk box and said: "Our class is called Modern Chinese History. There are a total of [-] class hours, twice a week, on Tuesday night and at noon on Friday. Remember the time well, don't forget Alright, now I'm going to roll the roll..."

As he said that, Lu Baohua picked up a roster and counted it.

"Zhang Yang."

"arrive."

A boy raised his hand and said.

"Zhao Yunle"

"arrive."

"Feng Yue."

……

Lu Baohua read very quickly. In the first class, few students were absent. Before Lu Yang, there was only one student who did not show up. After Lu Baohua shouted twice in a row, he marked it with a pen, and Lu Lin’s name was also called. up.

"Lu Yang."

A loud voice sounded.

"arrive."

Lu Yang responded.

Then he noticed that Lu Baohua was looking at his direction, because Lu Yang sat relatively far back and the lights were not clear at night, Lu Baohua even wiped his reading glasses, and then walked down.

"Fuck, you're done."

Lu Lin didn't expect Lu Baohua to come down suddenly.

Lu Yang didn't even bring a piece of paper to class, and if Lu Baohua saw it, he would definitely be criticized.

Other students are also a little curious.

Why did it stop when I clicked on Lu Yang's name, and the teacher stepped off the podium, but things didn't go as Lu Lin thought.

Lu Baohua walked a few steps, and after seeing Lu Yang clearly, he stopped: "Your name is Lu Yang."

The voice seemed to confirm.

There is still some hesitation.

"Yes."

"Computer department?"

"Yes."

Lu Baohua nodded, glanced at Lu Yang's empty desk, and said, "Which student has extra pen and paper, lend it to Lu Yang."

Many girls carry schoolbags.

Seeing Lu Yang's handsome face, a girl sitting two rows in front of Lu Yang handed over a book and a pen, and said, "I have it!"

"Thank you."

Lu Yang took it with both hands and thanked him.

Lu Baohua continued: "Lu Yang, you will be the monitor of this class from now on. For the next ten classes, before I come, you will help me check the number of people and put away my homework."

"Okay, okay."

Although Lu Yang didn't want to be the so-called class monitor, he couldn't refuse in public. It just felt strange. How could this professor have such a soft spot for him?

Something is wrong.

Weird, weird.

He glanced at the names on the blackboard.

Lu Baohua.

Professor Lu.

Lu Xiaoyu.

He won't be...

There is a vague guess in Lu Yang's mind. If this guess is true, then the other party's behavior just now is not very strange. The old man is not taking revenge on me.

Because Lu Xiaoyu was exploited and exhausted by himself in the company, he found so many jobs for me as soon as he came up, and even asked me to be a nominal monitor. Isn't this the same as Lu Xiaoyu's status in the company? ?

what is this called.

Self-inflicted can't live?

Lu Yang looked strange.

Old man, you can understand that you feel sorry for your girl, but don't play like this, this is public revenge. Thinking of these [-] class hours, you have to come to the classroom on time, Lu Yang felt uncomfortable for a while.

Lu Lin next to him had a shocked expression on his face.

"Lu Yang, you are awesome, is there any relationship between you and Professor Lu?"

It seemed that he envied Lu Yang's position as monitor.

after all.

Professor Lu is notoriously strict. Who knows if a few students will be blocked from passing, but the monitor will definitely not have such a risk.Anyway, it was hard work, hard work without credit, no teacher would be so heartless.

Lu Yang wanted to give him the position of squad leader.

I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, Lu Yang was the last person on the list, after his name was clicked, Lu Baohua started class.

"Since I have chosen this class, I need to know which time zone modern history is in. Can some students tell me?"

Lu Baohua's voice was loud, and when he asked a question, he even glanced at Lu Yang.

Lu Yang pretended not to see it.

Lu Lin next to him raised his hands high.

Lu Baohua said: "Then tell me."

Lu Lin stood up excitedly, and said: "Modern history refers to the history from the first Opium War in 1840 to the founding of New China in 1949, about 110 years before and after."

"Well, what this classmate said is good."

Lu Baohua waved his hands down, indicating that he could sit down.

He continued: "Modern history is the history from 1840 to 1949. Since the first Opium War, the Chinese nation has experienced a history of humiliation for a hundred years, signed countless treaties that humiliated the country, lost vast land, and fell into the To a semi-colonial and semi-feudal society..."

Lu Baohua was speaking on the podium.

Lu Yang was reading the notebook that the female classmate had lent him just now.

"You moisten every inch of your skin with ice and snow."

"Saved up the loneliness and loneliness of a winter."

"But he was gently captured by the breeze."

"The sleeping flower bud in Nuanxin's heart."

"For whom to show pure beauty."

"The wind is ruthless."

"Wet the sour tears with drizzle."

"The fragments falling to the ground."

……

No more behind.

This poem called 'Sakura' seems to have only been written in half, and it looks pretty good.

Lu Yang glanced at the girl's back. He didn't expect that this enthusiastic female classmate was still a literary young man. This modern poem should be original, at least Lu Yang had never heard of it.

Quietly took out his mobile phone and searched online.

Sure enough, no one published it.

There are still a lot of literary young people in this era. Lu Yang was just like him when he was in high school. At that time, he not only wrote doggerel, but also wrote little pornographic essays. The most embarrassing thing is that he borrowed from how the villain , I also wrote a novel called I am a villain, but halfway through writing, it was taken away by the teacher. In the half of the book, the protagonist took in a total of twenty women.

If there was a word for death at that time, Lu Yang would only be left with a soulless body in his freshman year of high school.

but.

After all, Dong Guangru was a good teacher. After calling Lu Yang out and reprimanding him, he returned the novel to him. The embarrassed Lu Yang threw the novel on the stove and burned it when he returned home that day.

In order to thank the teacher, I also studied hard for a month.

At that time, Lu Yang believed that learning was for the teacher.

One month later, I continued to let myself go, stopped writing novels, and changed to skipping classes and surfing the Internet.

The right hand rests on the forehead.

Lu Yang stared at the half-written modern poem for a long time.

I just picked up my pen.

Write it down below.

"Sakura's longing."

"You said, you like cherry blossoms."

"So the season of blooming flowers has become the hometown that misses you."

"The crooked moon, the wall of dirt."

"Hazy sky, faint fragrance."

"Cherry blossoms all over the place, blooming like crazy."

"Which flower embodies your love?"

"Which one keeps your fragrance?"

After reading the previous part together a few times, Lu Yang smiled in satisfaction. It has been so many years, and his talent for writing doggerel has not been lost yet.

The meaning of this poem is very simple, and Lu Yang also wrote it according to the meaning that the girl wanted to express, probably by writing cherry blossoms to express lovesickness and express the confusion and sadness that cannot be loved.

To put it in a simple way.

It is that licking a dog is not a house, the key has not been licked, so it is very painful.

Glanced at the podium.

Lu Baohua was still eloquently lecturing, as if he didn't pay attention to him.

Put the cap on the ballpoint pen.

Lu Yang quietly sent a message to Lu Xiaoyu, he wanted to confirm one thing.

"Student Xiaoyu, what's your father's name?"

The seventh floor of the Pioneer Park.

Although it has been a long time since get off work, the office is still brightly lit. Wei He and his two teams as screenwriters are still fighting hard. The salary ranking posted on the wall gives them a strong motivation.

They have to work hard.

The monthly salary is over ten thousand.

As long as you can't paint to death, paint to death.

In the office, Lu Xiaoyu did not leave either. Today is the first day of the e-commerce launch. She has to keep an eye on the data all the time, then make models, analyze the data, and make plans for future product launches.

The phone rang.

Only then did Lu Xiaoyu look away from the computer, rubbed his sore eyes, and picked up the phone.

is a message.

Open it up and take a look.

"Student Xiaoyu, what's your father's name?"

"are you crazy."

Lu Xiaoyu muttered, and threw the phone aside.

(End of this chapter)