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Chapter 37 Han Qinse

When Han Yu walked into this noisy big classroom, almost all the voices disappeared in an instant, and then, even the little noise that remained gradually subsided.

Han Yu was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously turned around to look outside the door to see if that guy Chen Xian had come back.

But after a closer look, no.

Han Yu turned his head to look at the silent classroom, and a group of students were staring at his big eyes, feeling a little panicked in his heart.

After thinking about it, Han Yu straightened his collar, and walked up to the podium with the eyes of a classroom full.

It's also thanks to him that he has solved his psychological problem now, otherwise Han Yu might have turned his head and left in the previous situation.

"that……"

Han Yu stood on the podium, glanced at the unusually quiet classroom, cleared his throat, "I am the new Chinese teacher at the school, and my name is Han Yu."

As he said that, Han Yu turned around with a calm expression, picked up chalk and wrote two strong traditional Chinese characters on the blackboard-"Han Yu", and then wrote his Korean name beside it.

After writing these, Han Yu turned around and looked at the still quiet classroom with a calm face, but his hand holding the podium couldn't help but tighten.

What's going on here...

"Chinese teacher?"

At this time, a slight doubt sounded in the classroom, and then, the whole classroom was like a firecracker that had been ignited, and it immediately exploded!

"Teacher?! OMO, so young?!"

"Big hair!! So handsome!!!"

"Hey Yigu, could it be that teacher, is your part-time job a model?"

"Mr. Han? Hey Yigu, I'm going to be fascinated by him, really, so handsome..."

"Haha, Dafa, those girls still skipped class, saying that the Chinese teacher must be a bad old man, now...haha, no, I want to take a photo and send it over to piss them off!"

"Hurry up, hurry up, take a picture and send it to CY!"

"Yes, there are also IG and Twitter!"

……

Han Yu slightly opened his eyes wide and looked at the classroom that was in chaos like a pot of porridge in an instant, and his heart was almost messy.

"stop."

The voice was too low, and was covered by the noise of the classroom.

"stop!!"

Immediately, most of the students stopped, glanced at Han Yu in surprise, and immediately realized that there was something wrong with the environment they were in, and hurriedly sat up.

The rest of the people who didn't hear heard the classroom gradually quiet down, turned their heads and looked around, realized the current situation, and immediately sat down.

Han Yu took a look at the classroom which was finally a little disciplined, and his somewhat stiff face finally eased a little, but there was some surprise in his eyes.

The most disliked thing about South Korea is their system of superiority and inferiority. At best, it is polite. At worst, it is completely obsolete, and the brain is too rotten. However, sometimes, I have to admit that the system of superiority and inferiority also exists. good.

Koreans respect teachers very much, especially university teachers. If it is a professor, it is even more important, so this also determines that even though Han Yu looks very young, he can still control the scene.

And here is Seoul National University, so of course there will be no problem with the quality of the students.

"Starting today, I will have a Chinese class every week. It's up to you whether I come or not, but I will do a good job at roll call."

Han Yu propped his hands on the podium, looked at the still quiet classroom, and finally showed a satisfied expression in his eyes, "So, now, are there any students in the classroom who have never been exposed to Chinese before? Some raised their hands to indicate. "

After the words fell, Han Yu glanced lightly, but no one raised his hands, which made Han Yu a little happy, at least he could save some effort.

"Since everyone has been in contact with it, then you should have learned "The Analects of Confucius". It’s better to add notes. After finishing the Analects, write out the famous Chinese sentences and words that you can recall. In addition, if you think you remember a lot of people, you can directly come up and dictate to me in Chinese. That’s it. let's start."

After Han Yu finished speaking, he sat down on the chair behind the podium and stopped talking.His teaching style is the same as his personal work style, focusing on efficiency, speaking straightforwardly and concisely.

Koreans highly respect Confucius and "The Analects of Confucius". Therefore, "The Analects of Confucius" is definitely no stranger to students who have a certain foundation.

However, Han Yu's main purpose this time is not to let them recite "The Analects of Confucius", but mainly to see how well these students write Chinese characters and how well they express themselves in language.

What I have to say is that Koreans seem to be born with obedience. Even though Han Yu was young and only wrote two Chinese characters from beginning to end, no student questioned him, questioned his teaching, or even No one came to the stage to endorse Han Yu. Han Yu believed that among these people, there should be quite a few people who could do this, but no one came forward.

Han Yu can roughly guess one or two of the reasons. The most important point is that he, a new teacher, has just arrived. If someone does not follow his regular arrangement at the beginning, it is inevitable that Han Yu will feel that the students are doing him a favor. It is absolutely unacceptable in a Korean university to dismount, it is a big deal to fight against the seniors, not to mention that it feels like you are challenging the teacher.

Of course, the students will not be like this all the time. Now they just see the new teacher's indifferent expression and simple words, thinking that he is a very serious person.After finding out that Han Yu is still an easy-going person, he will slowly relax.After all, students are not soldiers in the barracks. It is right to listen to the teacher's arrangement, but you can't just listen to it.

All in all, Han Yu's first class today went smoothly beyond his expectations.

However, Han Yu has learned a lesson today. At least for a while, if he wants to go out on the street again, he must wear a mask.Although until now, apart from Chen Xian, Han Yu has not met anyone who recognized him as the rumored boyfriend of the national goddess Kim Tae-hee who broke out a few days ago, but he is not afraid of anything.

Han Yu is not sure whether no one recognized him, or someone recognized him and didn't say anything. For example, in this classroom now, Han Yu is not sure whether anyone recognized him. The only thing he can be sure of is, at least for now Said that most of the students in the classroom should not recognize it.

And this is what Han Yu is happiest about. If they really recognize it, considering the situation before they calmed down, Han Yu really feels that the current situation will not be so optimistic.

After thinking for a while in his heart, Han Yu looked up at the students who were almost immersed in writing silently. Suddenly something came to his mind, he stood up, took out the identity card-like thing, looked at it, and then Walked off the podium and walked into the student seats that were distributed upwards layer by layer.

Han Yu taught in a large classroom, which could accommodate about a hundred people. When Han Yu walked by, most of the students were calm and continued to write their own things unmoved, but there were some female students. , when Han Yu passed by, he raised his head and took a careful look at Han Yu. When he found that Han Yu was more handsome than he looked from a distance, he couldn't help but smiled at Han Yu in a nympho, and then Quickly lowered his head shyly.

And Han Yu didn't hide anything as he walked all the way, he just lowered his head.

Although being recognized was a little troublesome for him, it wasn't enough for him to cover it up with his body.As for those eyes that have been staring at him, just look at it, anyway, they won't lose a piece of meat.

Holding something like an ID card in his hand, Han Yu kept scanning the students. He was looking for someone, a very interesting girl, who bumped into him twice but he couldn't see her face girl.

"Han Qinse... Where is it?"

Han Yu stood on the aisle, frowning slightly and looking around, mumbling softly.

"Han Qinse?"

A student sitting next to Han Yu raised his head, "Mr. Han, if you want to find Han Qinse, she is over there."

After speaking, the student raised his hand and pointed to the northwest corner of the classroom.

Han Yu followed the student's hand and saw a figure sitting alone in the corner at a glance. He couldn't help but raised his hand and patted his forehead. Sometimes, people will subconsciously ignore the most conspicuous The place.

Now that he had found the target, Han Yu strode over directly.

And after getting closer, Han Yu realized that this Han Qinse's dress was similar to the one he met on the street for the first time, except that his clothes had been changed into a tight black down jacket with a hood, nothing had changed at all. It was still a white mask, and even the head was covered by the hood of the down jacket as usual.

Standing not far from Han Qinse, Han Yu looked curiously at this girl who seemed to be a bit unique not only in her clothes but also in her actual situation.

In his hand, he was holding a student card of Seoul National University, which was the card that Han Yu picked up after being hit by someone that day.

When Han Yu first picked up this student ID card, he was quite surprised. Not only was he surprised that the person who bumped into him was a student of Seoul National University, but he was even more surprised that there was no photo on the student ID card. , only one name called "Han Qinse" is somewhat useful.

Han Yu didn't know what kind of student it was that the school agreed to make a student ID card without a photo, so he was curious.And this girl who seemed very reckless bumped into him again today, which made Han Yu even more interested.

Anyway, idle is idle, Han Yu doesn't mind finding something to do for himself, not to mention that he has to return her student ID.

Flipping through the student ID card in his hand, Han Yu took another look at Han Qinse who seemed to be writing silently not far away, thought for a while, and walked straight forward.

However, before he could open his mouth, Han Yu heard a pleasant voice murmuring vaguely.

"CJ can't get in, JYP ruled out, YG ruled out, SM, CCM, you can give it a try..."

CJ? JYP?What are these things...

Han Yu stood behind Han Qinse, thinking with a weird expression.

(End of this chapter)