Baby daddy's unrestrained life

In the auditorium.

It's quiet.

At this time, thousands of pairs of eyes are staring at Ye Feng.

Ye Feng is standing at the table. Her daughter's little hand tightly grasps his big hand and looks down at the stage. Ye Feng calmly looks down at the stage and doesn't speak.

After three or five minutes, Ye Feng has no mouth, just calmly looking at the audience.

Gradually, the auditorium began to talk again.

"What is Professor Ye doing?"

"Professor Ye is not stage fright, is he?"

"It's probably brewing. After all, Professor Ye is giving a lecture for the first time. How can we also need an adaptation link?"

"Well, what do you think our brother-in-law is going to say?"

"I don't know. Maybe it's Tang poetry? After all, my brother-in-law is famous for his Tang poetry. Didn't he explain the Tang poem by ziyedashen at the beginning

"Not necessarily. There are a lot of Song Ci in the most sage of Confucianism and Taoism written by my brother-in-law."

Su Ling, a small circle of students, was talking in a low voice. Xueba sun Xuejie, sitting not far away from them, pushed her glasses and said in a soft voice, "in the course of poetry appreciation, all that can be said except Tang poetry is Song poetry. No matter which one Professor Ye chooses, there is no problem with his level."

Qi Qing was a little puzzled, "Why are these two? Isn't there many poems? Is there no poetry in other dynasties? "

Su Ling understood, "it's not without, it's not easy to say."

Besides the Tang and Song Dynasties, which are famous for their poems, each dynasty has other representatives, such as the philosophy of the pre Qin period, the songs and Fu of the Han, Wei and Jin Dynasties, and the novels of the Ming and Qing Dynasties. Although there are poems in these dynasties, they are either immature or declining, Compared with the prosperous Tang and Song Dynasties, there is nothing to talk about. "

Xueba sun Xuejie added: "the core of poetry appreciation course is to let students understand poetry. Explaining Tang poetry and Song poetry is naturally the best choice. After all, it was the most brilliant time of Chinese poetry."

With such an explanation, Qi Qing suddenly realized.

In addition to the students, the professors also looked at the silent Ye Feng talking endlessly.

Ye Feng didn't say a word. Zhao Huangming's eyes jumped straight. He said, "well, Professor Ye has just come here. I'm not ready. Let's give Professor Ye some time."

Is Dean Ma and Zhao Huangming in one mind? He also explained to the professors in other schools: "it's still early. Don't worry. Anyway, Professor Ye has come."

"As I said, Professor Ye should teach mathematics. Look at it. You have to prepare for teaching Chinese now. What's it called? If Professor Ye teaches mathematics, you'll see it again. If you don't recite it backwards, you'll come with your mouth open!" The old professor of Tsinghua said with a smile.

Hu, the head of the Chinese Department of Peking University, disdained to sneer and said, "I think that's what he teaches. Standing on the platform, he can't say a word, and he still wants to teach? Oh, a fool says a dream

"That's it."

……

There is a lot of discussion under the stage, but Ye Feng is still standing, looking at the stage calmly.

After a while, Ye Feng, who was standing quietly, suddenly raised his hand to cover the baby's ears, and then suddenly drank towards the stage.

"Class!"

This sudden shout, through the microphone, just like thunder in the ears of all the people at the scene, reverberated continuously. I don't know how many people were shocked by this shout.

All of them are staring at Ye Feng on the stage. They don't know what the hell Professor Ye is up to.

Ye Feng is very calm in front of the stage: "I said class, didn't you hear me?"

be quiet.

There was no sound.

No one answered Ye Feng.

In the face of this embarrassing scene, Ye Feng suddenly smiles, and then uses a very plain language: "don't you need to stand up and say hello in class?"

After Ye Feng said this, the audience suddenly realized.

"Stand up!"

I don't know which classmate yelled, and all the students stood up immediately.

"Good old teacher!"

Although the voice is not very neat, but the momentum is very enough.

It can be seen that the students at the scene have already given Ye Feng a lot of face. It's not easy to stand up so unorganized for the first time.

Seeing this, the leaders and professors of Haida all laughed.

President Wu nodded and said with a smile, "Professor Ye is still very skillful."

Zhao Huangming is also very satisfied with Ying he said: "yes, Professor Ye Liwei has done a good job. Be more strict. No one dares to stab in class in the future."

Even those leaders who come from other schools to find fault have to nod their heads secretly at this time. In the first class, they should let the students see the dignity of a teacher. Otherwise, how can you lead the students in the future? Teachers need peace, but dignity is also indispensable.

Just as the leaders of the group of professors nodded to Ye Feng, Professor Ye spoke again, "front students, didn't you bring your ears in class?"

Ye Feng stood on the stage, looking at the leading professors sitting in the front row, saying word by word, "classmate" is particularly clear.

As soon as the words were finished, the scene fell into silence again.

The leading professors couldn't believe their ears.

Not only those professors and leaders are unbelievable, but also the students or reporters on the scene are staring at Ye Feng one by one.

What is it?

Brother, what did you say just now?

The... Students in front?

What are you doing?

Inflated?

You don't know who's sitting in the front rows, do you?

Either the Dean, or a very senior professor, or a well-known expert and scholar in the field of education, do you call someone a classmate?

They didn't bring their ears?

There is also the headmaster of Haida!

What are you doing? Do you want these guys to stand up and say hello to the teacher?

This group of people, no matter who they are, have a little reaction at this time.

However, Professor Ye is the head iron, and his words are not surprising. "I'm the teacher standing here, and you are the students sitting below. Since all of you come to my class, they are all my students."

"If it's not my student, I'm sorry. Please turn left and go out. If you don't send me, please walk slowly."

Ye Feng's tone is very flat, but in fact, the fire in his heart is really big.

Motherfucker, I come to class, not to play monkey for you!

In Ye Feng's mind, hospitals and schools are relatively sacred places. Classroom is the place to teach and educate people. Teachers speak above and students learn below.

Well, since you are sitting down and ready to listen to me, you are my student in my eyes.

I don't care who you are?

As a student, if you can't respect your teacher, I'm sorry. Please go out.

Don't do that to me!

Just what these people think, ye Fengmen qinger.

He doesn't care about these things, but since you are in my class, you must obey my rules.

The leading professors in the first few rows, whether they are from Haida or other universities, are as black as the blackboard.

"Hello Professor Ye, student Li Shuwen!"

All of a sudden, no one thought that someone really stood up again, and this person is still Professor Li Shuwen!

Looking at the old man who bowed his head and clasped his fist, everyone was dumbfounded.

What is Mr. Li's identity?

It's not too much to call it a national treasure!

He even called himself a "student" in front of Ye Feng?

This directly shocked the eyes of the whole place!

"Hello Professor Ye, student Wang Lun!"

Another one!

It's Professor Wang lunlao from Haida!

"Hello Professor Ye, student Chen Lu!"

"Hello Professor Ye, student Qin Qi!"

"Hello, Professor Ye, Wang Aimin, Department of mathematics, National People's Congress!"

"Hello Professor Ye, student, Li Zi, Department of mathematics, Beijing Normal University!"

"Hello, Professor Ye, Fudan students..."

……

One after another, some people stood up to say hello. In a flash, not only all the professors in the Mathematics Department of Haida took up the place, but even the mathematics professors from other schools also stood up to say hello to Ye Feng. In the end, even Dean Ma Luanma and Professor Zhao of Tsinghua mathematics department all claimed that they were students and said hello to Ye Feng.

Looking at this scene, those Chinese department people directly silly.

What the hell?

Do you want to be shameful?

How old are they?

Still licking a face to call someone else teacher Ye Feng?

Perhaps he felt the scorn of the Chinese department. Old professor Li Shuwen stood upright and said with a smile: "Professor Ye once said that there are priorities in learning and skills, and those who have achieved are teachers. Professor Ye's achievements in the field of mathematics have attracted worldwide attention. In the past 100 years, he has never been better than others. We are still afraid that Professor Ye will not accept such students as me. "

"That's it."

"If Professor Ye opens the door to accept apprentices, I'll be the first to learn from him!"

"Although Professor Ye is young, his knowledge is far beyond us. In front of him, he should treat himself as a student!"

"Who can solve Goldbach's conjecture except Professor Ye? More than enough to be my teacher

A group of old professors said the righteous words, which embarrassed Ye Feng on the stage.

The big guys in the Chinese department were confused when they saw it.

what the hell!

If so, they call Ye Feng a "teacher" is really his no problem!

What about us?

We're not in math!

Why do we call him a teacher!

Wrote a few broken poems, with a little title can be my teacher?

Joke!

Wu Dehai is also constipated. I am the headmaster of Haida. How can I stand up for a teacher? Do you want to do this?

Mad!

Looking at the expressionless Ye Feng on the stage, principal Wu gritted his teeth and finally stood up.

"Professor Ye."

Headmaster Wu nods to Ye Feng with a smile. Although he has been trampled by 10000 grass mud horses for 10000 times, the headmaster of Haida must face life with a smile!

Zhao Huangming a look, come on, the principal has stood up, he also pull what light ah!

"Professor Ye."

Like President Wu, Zhao Huangming nodded with a smile and didn't say anything about the mess of "students".

As soon as they got up, the remaining teachers and professors of Haida also got up one after another.

Forget it. It's a tribute to science.

All of a sudden, all the teachers and students in the room were left behind by the Chinese Department of other schools.

Ye Feng looks at them.

Principal Wu turned to look at them.

Zhao Huangming and Ma Luan looked at them.

All the professors looked at them.

Thousands of students in the back also looked at them.

At this moment, they became the focus of the auditorium and gathered all the eyes.

"Why don't you go to the reception room and have a rest first? Class will be over soon anyway."

President Wu said with a smile that he was still a little happy at this time.

Ya, aren't you here to do something?

Don't you want to hit us in the face?

How are you, comfortable?

These big guys, one by one, look gloomy and terrible. At this moment, these people all look at Hu Chenyang, Dean of the Chinese Department of Peking University. You're the big brother. What should we do? Let's talk. We all listen to you.

President Hu's face was livid, biting his lips, and the sweat on his forehead rolled down.

get out?

Didn't he come for nothing?

I didn't even hear the class. How can you spray people's Ye Feng?

What's coming?

Isn't it just for Ye Feng?

But to say hello to Ye Feng?

What a shame... Forget it, I'd better stand up. Now it's more humiliating to go out.

"Professor Ye."

President Hu stood up and didn't look at Ye Feng. He just said something perfunctorily.

As soon as he took the lead, others also stood up one by one.

"Professor Ye."

"Professor Ye."

……

These big brothers stand up, which means that all the teachers and students, no matter who you are, are standing up for Ye Feng at this moment.

Ye Feng calmly looked at the more than 1000 people, then said to the group of reporters: "what about you? Are you going out? "

"What?"

"We?"

"No?"

"I'm dizzy!"

This group of reporters are taking pictures, and they are very cool when they suddenly see Ye Feng talking to them.

What do you mean? We have to get up, don't we?

Looking at the calm appearance of Ye Feng, well, just stand up.

"Hello, Professor Ye."

"Hello, Professor Ye."

These reporters are not so coy. They won't go out. They just stand up. Anyway, there are few people sitting. What a big thing.

Up to now, there is really no one sitting in the auditorium except the baby sitting on the desk.

Students stand up!

The professor stood up!

The Dean stood up!

The headmasters all stood up!

Even other journalists have stood up!

In everyone's gaze, Ye Feng gently picked up the little baby, let her stand on the desk.

"Sit down."

A word in a soft voice resounded throughout the auditorium!

This class, from the beginning, has been doomed it will not be ordinary. Vaguely, the atmosphere at the scene was solemn.