I’m Really a Superstar

the next day

In the morning, my bedroom.

Dong Dong, Mom is knocking on the door outside.

"Xiao Ye, get up"

"I know mom."

"Come on, you are going to report to Peking University today."

"Get up, I'm getting dressed."

"I went to work with your dad, you behave well."

Boom, there was a sound of the door closing outside, and my parents left.

Zhang Ye stretched his waist and went to the bathroom in the outhouse to wash up. He immediately changed into a more casual suit. He didn't dress so rigidly, and went out after a while.

Today is the second of January.

Some people are still on vacation, and some people have already gone to work and started school.

For example, in Beijing City University, local students or students who have relatives in Beijing City for New Year's Day are returning to school one after another. Students and teachers are entering and leaving the main entrance, and everyone can see a kind of other ordinary college students on their faces. The lack of temperament - confidence, or a little bit of pride. It's no wonder that if you can get into this world-class university, which is officially ranked first in China, there are all outstanding people, and everyone has this proud capital. Zhang Ye can be regarded as a graduate of a prestigious school. The Beijing Municipal Broadcasting Institute - now called Communication University, is also one of the top universities in China. However, compared with Peking University, it is really nothing. It is not at the same level at all.

In front of you is the North University.

Next to it is Tsinghua University.

Zhang Ye used to walk on Zhongguancun North Street when he was in school, and he had to look up to him, but now he no longer had the awe and envy he used to have, because the Zhang Ye was no longer what he used to be.

He didn't eat breakfast and was a little hungry. Zhang Ye looked around in the car. There happened to be a small restaurant on the opposite street that served breakfast, so he got out of the car and walked over. The seats in the store were full, so Zhang Ye could only sit at the table outside.

The owner of fried dough sticks shouted to this side: "What to eat?"

Zhang Ye didn't hesitate, "Fried liver, half a drawer of buns."

"Okay, come right away." The boss said.

Next to another open-air table, there were seven or eight college students. I don't know if it was from Peking University or Tsinghua University, or which university was nearby. There are many famous schools here.

The fried liver is here. Zhang Ye is wearing sunglasses and eating it without using a spoon. The traditional way of eating in old Beijing is to "suck" the fried liver with a bowl. As for why, Zhang Ye doesn't know. Eat, get used to, um, although the sound of eating is a bit loud and not very elegant.

A few students are chatting over there.

Yao Mi bit the fritters, and said with her legs crossed: "This elective course is really wrong, you say we are not stupid, what kind of "Classical Classics Appreciation" is not an elective?

Li Ying also said depressedly: "That's right. Back then, we all had a simple appreciation of famous novels. At least compared to other courses, we have read the four major classics and some classical literature. I understand, so this elective course will be much easier, but who would think we, Professor Wang, are not healthy, this semester is almost over, and many other elective courses have already started preparing for the exam, what about us? "Classical Classics Appreciation" I haven't even taken the main class a few times. I haven't learned anything, and I don't know anything about the exam. How can I pass it? Let's see that no one of us wants to get this credit. If you have to choose another course, this semester will be wasted in vain."

His younger brother Li Li smiled bitterly, "I can't blame Professor Wang, Professor Wang's diabetes has worsened, I heard that he is still in the hospital, it is very serious.

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Li Ying smacked his lips and said, "Then you have to find a substitute teacher."

Yao Mi blinked: "I heard that the school is looking for it, but there has been no suitable candidate."

"There are so many famous teachers in the country, how come no one is selected?" Li Ying asked.

Yao Mi said: "A lot of people like to teach at Peking University, even if it is a substitute elective course, it is an honor, but it seems that President Wu, who is in charge of the Chinese Department, did not like it, and felt that they did not have the ability, so it was delayed until now. Also, the classical novels have long been told badly, and the TV dramas have also been blocked. Basically, everyone knows about the literature in it, and they can't tell new tricks. Yes, so of course it’s hard to find this candidate. Where is Peking University? It is the number one institution in the country, and it is impossible for ordinary teachers to enter. The school must strive for excellence, otherwise it will not be called Peking University.”

Li Ying brushed off her unshaven moustache, "They are seeking refinement, but we are suffering. At least arrange a substitute teacher to explain the content of the exam to us."

Li Lidao: "Maybe we will pass all of them directly."

"The beauty you think is possible in other schools, but how can it be possible in Peking University." Yao Mi sneered, "Don't think about such a good thing, even if there are objective reasons, the school will not give the green light, the most is to relax the exam Ask, but relax again, I have two big classes in one semester, how is this going? And it was a class a few months ago, I have forgotten what Professor Wang said."

"Me too ."

"Hey, let's get a lecturer now."

After several people finished talking, they talked about other topics.

Zhang Ye, who was eating breakfast by the side, moved his ears. Is this a student of Peking University? "Classical Appreciation" course? Lecturer hospitalized for diabetic complications? Haven't attended classes for a semester? Zhang Ye seemed to understand a lot in an instant. No wonder Wu Zeqing saw him on the plane. The two chatted for more than an hour. After getting off the plane, President Wu invited him to teach at Peking University. It turned out that his eyebrows were on fire. The elective course exam is over, but the students haven't even taken the class. That's why Zhang Ye was invited to save the scene.

Do you care bro?

Yes, you have found the right person

Zhang Ye didn't dare to talk about other things, but when he talked about classical novels, this was his specialty. Zhang Ye brought "Three Kingdoms" from his world, wouldn't it be well received in this world? Thinking of this, Zhang Ye, who had no confidence in his teaching ability, suddenly felt reassured. If Principal Wu threw Zhang Ye to talk about contemporary literature, he really wasn't sure, because today's literary novels or poetry Wait, most of him haven't read it, or even heard of it. This is naturally difficult, and he can't talk about it, but classical literature is different. The four famous works of this earth are still alive, like The Classic of Mountains and Seas, the Analects of Confucius, and even foreign Bibles are still there. These are all works that have a great impact on the world. There is no way to modify these backgrounds. Otherwise, cultural development and even the world pattern may be severely affected. Great influence, the world will not be what it is now.

Accidentally learned the inside story from several students of Peking University, Zhang Ye was also very happy and relaxed. He did not choose to walk, because the school covers a wide area, and even the bus would have to go around four or five stops to make a full circle.

within the campus.

Zhang Ye called Wu Zeqing. Beep beep, three beeps, connected.

"Hey, Principal Wu, I'm here."

"So early?"

"Well, I said come a little earlier, so I'll talk to the school first?"

"We're about to have a meeting here, but... Well, it's just right for you to participate. You go directly to the Chinese Department campus, the small flower bed on the east side of the artificial lake, you should be able to find it, I'll have someone pick you up. "Wu Zeqing's voice was still so dignified.

Zhang Ye loved listening to her talk, "Okay, I'll be there soon."

He arrived near the flower bed first, and the car was not allowed to enter here, so it could only park not far away.

Peking University.

Department of Chinese, on the sixth floor of the west second floor.

This is a small conference room. In the long table, there are more than a dozen department leaders and professors of the Chinese Department. Ordinary lecturers are not qualified to participate in the current meeting.

Wearing a pair of white casual trousers and a light yellow non-lady suit, Wu Zeqing sat at the front, smiled and hung up the phone, straightened the phone, and placed it flat on the conference table with her on top. The pen maintained a parallel line, with almost no error, "Here comes the man."

A middle-aged man said with emotion: "It's still Principal Wu who has a lot of connections, and he finally made up the wall."

The other little old man who thanked him said: "It's a matter of coming. The students have been making trouble for the past two months."

A middle-aged man in a suit said, "Yeah, if there are no lecturers to fill in the holes, our elective course of Appreciation of Classical Classics will probably not be able to go on next year."

The three people who spoke were:

Chang Kaige - Head of the Chinese Department.

Yan Jiantao, the most senior professor of the Chinese Department, is also the signature of the Chinese Department. Many people apply for the Chinese Department only because of Professor Yan's name.

Zhen Shuquan - The Department of Chinese has no records. He is the head of the department in name, but he has little real power. He is in charge of party and government work, and his qualifications and prestige are not comparable to that of Professor Yan Jiantao.

These three people are probably the main leadership of the Chinese Department of Peking University.

Wu Zeqing asked, "How is Professor Wang's health?"

Yan Jiantao sighed and said, "I went to the hospital just yesterday, and my body is showing signs of recovery, but I definitely can't teach classes anymore. I talked to Lao Wang, and he meant that he wanted to retire."

Wu Zeqing nodded, "Recuperation is the most important thing. It's not easy for Professor Wang to stick to the front line of education at his age. This year, the title of full professor in our department will be given to Professor Wang. I will report it to the above. Try to approve it within a month, do you have any comments?"

"No comment."

"It should be."

"Definitely no opinion."

More than a dozen Chinese majors nodded.

Whether it is from the qualifications of Associate Professor Wang or from the perspective of special care, no one can refute this decision, and they can't refute what President Wu has decided. Wu Zeqing is the vice president of Peking University, in charge of the Chinese Department and other three or four This is a key department and is the leader of all of them here.

Zhen Shuquan suddenly said, "President Wu, which professor is the lecturer invited this time?"

Chang Kaige said: "I heard that Professor Sun of the National People's Congress has retired? He is at a good domestic level in the field of classical literature research. Did President Wu invite Lao Sun?"

Yan Jiantao was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said, "Old Sun can't come, he is a child of the National People's Congress, and he has devoted his entire teaching career there."

Zhen Shuquan also frowned and said, "Professor Sun? Could it be him?"

Wu Zeqing smiled lightly and took a sip of tea, "I didn't look for Professor Sun, I recognize his teaching qualifications, but he is not suitable for the course "Classical Classics Appreciation". There is Dr. Chen who was always recommended last time. I also got to know him, and I didn't find him. I have read Dr. Chen's literature research papers, which are very good. However, in terms of eloquence and teaching ability, I don't think Dr. Chen is suitable. I can write, but I can't speak, and I can't play the role of Professor Wang."

Um?

Can't Professor Sun?

Not even Dr. Chen?

Is this too demanding?

Yan Jiantao said, "Then who are you looking for?"

Wu Zeqing glanced at the watch indifferently, "You will know when someone comes, I think this person is the most suitable for teaching this elective course, and in my personal opinion, from the interest of teaching, from the characteristics of the lecture, from the In terms of literary level and literacy, there is no other country more suitable for the discipline of "Classical Appreciation of Classics" than him.

Chang Kaige, Zhen Shuquan and the others looked at each other.

The other professors and lecturers of the Chinese Department present were also intrigued.

No one is more suitable than him? Principal Wu's evaluation is too high, right? Who is it? which professor? Turtles? Or from which famous school?

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

Dong Dong, a school administrative staff said outside: "Principal Wu, someone has arrived."

"Come in." Wu Zeqing showed an elegant smile.

The door opened, and the staff asked to look outside, "Please."

The next moment, Zhang Ye stepped into the conference room, "Principal Wu."

The moment they saw Zhang Ye, besides Wu Zeqing, there was one person in this room, and everyone was dumbfounded. Who is this? Why so young? Are you in your early twenties?

Among them, someone recognized him

"Zhang Ye?"

"Isn't this the lecturer of "Hundred Schools Forum"?"

Some people don't know them well, but they are all academics. Zhang Ye's reputation in Beijing is relatively high, so everyone knows his name after hearing it.

"It's him?"

"Didn't he talk about talk shows in Shanghai?"

Zhang Ye's appearance made Chang Kaige, Zhen Shuquan and others feel a little dizzy, and they didn't react at all.

Wu Zeqing ignored everyone's uproar and said to Zhang Ye calmly, "Mr. Zhang, introduce yourself and get to know everyone."

Zhang Ye just introduced himself. In fact, he doesn't need to be introduced to everyone, and everyone is familiar with him. After all, unlike these professors who are purely academic, Zhang Ye is still a celebrity and has a high exposure rate. Even if he doesn't even know how to use computers Yan Jiantao, the old professor who used it, knew about Zhang Ye, and even knew that he was a literary genius. Zhang Ye was notorious in the literary circles.

Afterwards, Wu Zeqing asked Zhang Ye to sit down and took the initiative to introduce him to the people present.

The people present stared at each other for a long time, some wiped their sweat, some patted their foreheads, and some looked at the ceiling silently, with different expressions.

it's him

Why did Principal Wu invite this stinky-flow? (To be continued) [] If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation. )