Almighty Fat Goddess

Chapter 217 The Strange Fifth Professor

Baifeng nodded, Wang Changzhi took out his mobile phone, dialed the number, hung up the phone within a minute, and gave Baifeng an OK gesture.

"Okay, tomorrow at three o'clock in the afternoon, we will meet at Peking University! How about this, I will go with you tomorrow..."

"Okay, thank you, I will drive to pick you up tomorrow morning!"

After temporarily solving the troubles, Bai Feng completely relaxed, chatted about the trivial matters of Qinxi Provincial Radio Station, and then went back to the hotel.

At night, Baifeng went to bed before eight o'clock, set the alarm for five o'clock the next morning, and arrived at the entrance of the radio station at six o'clock, Wang Changzhi was already waiting with his bag.

As soon as he got into the car, Wang Changzhi spoke.

"Walk around, go to your store first, get a bottle of wine for this guy, he likes this one, I forgot to tell you yesterday."

"Huh? Red and white?"

"He likes white ones, but don't take three bowls to pass the post, it's easy to delay things."

Bai Feng turned around with a smile, went to the store and hugged Santan Zhuyeqing and Nvnvhong. The two got on the expressway from the periphery of the University City, afraid of being late, Baifeng started drag racing as soon as he got on the expressway, almost scaring Wang Changzhi Heart attack is about to come out.

By 02:30 in the afternoon, the two had already arrived at the gate of Peking University.

Peking University and Tsinghua University, in this world, are still holy places for students all over the country. The two schools are facing each other and have stood for a hundred years.

After registering, Wang Changzhi led them. The two walked around for about 10 minutes. When they arrived at the downstairs of an old-fashioned teaching staff, Wang Changzhi pushed his glasses and looked upstairs.

He smiled and pointed to the third floor.

"Hehe, did you see that the one with the window open is their house. This guy is a nerd with a weird temper. When the time comes, don't talk, I will take care of everything."

Bai Feng nodded.

On the third floor, Wang Changzhi knocked on the door. After a while, a person came out. Bai Feng saw that he was Sparta. This person had disheveled hair and was wearing a faded Chinese tunic suit. The buttons were white and gray, and it was obvious that he had changed them many times. Yes, she suspected that the dress was older than her.

The other party's glasses were thicker than the bottom of a beer bottle, he opened the door for a moment, then scratched his head in doubt and asked.

"Old Wang? Why are you here?"

Wang Changzhi seemed to be no longer surprised, and explained with a smile.

"Hehe, I made an appointment with you yesterday, and I'm going to bring someone to show you today. It's the interview for the ancient poetry appreciation class you taught!"

Only then did the other party let out an oh, recalled it, let the two of them into the room, and went in to see that Bai Feng was Sparta again.

The house with two bedrooms and one living room made Bai Feng think that he had entered a refugee camp, and the dust on the concrete floor seemed to have just experienced an explosion.

The four walls were turned into bookshelves, filled with random books. The sofa was a leather sofa from the 70s, and the middle was rotten. He stuffed a bunch of books into it and used it as a cushion.

Bai Feng couldn't find a trace of modernity in the whole house. There was even a tungsten light bulb hanging above his head. On the dining table were half of books and half of messy notes. There was an old desk lamp in between. There was also a bucket of half-eaten instant noodles.

It's really like what Wang Changzhi said, this guy really likes to drink, leaning against the corner next to the dining table, there are a lot of empty wine bottles piled up, all of which are the cheapest Erguotou.

"sit down."

Wu Jian sat on the sofa with an unshaven beard, and made an invitation to Wang Changzhi politely. Bai Fengxin said, where should we sit?

Who knew that Wang Changzhi was even more insane, he directly dragged two books with an unknown name more than ten centimeters thick from the side, gave one to Bai Feng and one to himself, and sat down with a puff.

"Any cigarettes?"

To Baifeng's dumbfounded, this guy actually asked Wang Changzhi for a cigarette, and Wang Changzhi smiled and took out his own cigarette and threw it over.

hiss……

He swallowed most of the mouthful and spit out thick smoke rings, he seemed to have returned half his life, and asked with a tragic smile.

"Hehe, this is the talented girl you mentioned, she looks too young, doesn't she?"

Wang Changzhi smiled and waved his hands.

"Hehe, when will you return your fifth sword..."

He didn't finish half a sentence, but Fifth Sword waved his hand, motioning for Bai Feng to speak, Bai Feng smiled.

"I urge God to cheer up and send down talents of all kinds! Fifth teacher, I don't think a person's talent can be judged by age..."

Wu Jian frowned, and even smiled.

"Well, yes, this poem has a lot of connotation, eclectic talent... Okay, yes, but what we want is a man, you..."

"Bending the bow to be a man, I used to have a relationship with a thrush in my dream. A woman does not give up to a man, and a woman holds up half the sky. Fifth teacher, gender and talent have nothing to do..."

Wu Jian narrowed his eyes more and more, and laughed.

"Unexpectedly, you still have the ability to speak well. If so, then I will test you. Do you know the origin of my surname?"

"Hehe, of course, there are not many fifth surnames. It originated from the surname 妫. It came from the compilation of the title of Tian's family when Liu Bangqiang moved to the former Qi State during the Warring States period. Dating back to Emperor Shun, there were five surnames of Gui, Tian, ​​Chen, Yao, and Hu, all of the same root and origin, and were called "the five surnames of Guirui" in history. Not only that, but in China, from the first to the eighth are all compound surnames !"

"Well, yes, what you said is correct, but... I still think you are too young, and... I heard from Lao Wang that you seem to be a chef, and when it comes to literature..."

Bai Feng revealed a helpless look, and secretly glanced at Wang Changzhi next to him. Wang Changzhi understood, smiled and took a bottle of daughter red brought by Bai Feng, opened the mud seal, and immediately smelled the aroma of wine.

Wu Jian's eyes were immediately attracted, his Adam's apple twitched, and he looked a little embarrassed.

"Haha, fifth, do you want to drink it? This is Baifeng's own wine. Your monthly salary is enough to drink a bottle, and...even if you have money, you can't buy it, because of the rules in their store. Alcohol is not allowed to take away.”

Wu Jian swallowed, his face became more embarrassed, he was embarrassed to try to grab the wine, and anxiously started scratching his bald scalp again.

After struggling for a long time, I finally seemed to have made a difficult decision.

"Okay, I promise you, I will try the class first tomorrow, but I have agreed that the teachers of the entire literature department will come to attend the class, as long as there is one person who disagrees, then it will not work!"

After speaking, he was going to grab a drink, but Wang Changzhi stopped him.

"Eh? One person disagrees? That's not okay. Will someone really play tricks then?"

"Then... then two people!"

"Two are not enough! There are at least 50 people in your Chinese department plus visiting professors. I think it's only fair if the majority of people agree to Bai Feng's trial class!"

"Okay, the majority is the majority, hey, hey, I agree, you still drink?"

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(End of this chapter)