I’m Really a Superstar

It's past nine o'clock.

get out of class has ended.

Zhang Ye was about to leave with Principal Wu, the head of the department and others, but just as he stepped down from the podium, Zhang Ye was surrounded by students!

"Teacher Zhang!"

"Can I have an autograph?"

"You take a photo with me! I'm your fan!"

"Mr. Zhang Ye, I have a literature question I want to ask you. Do you have time after class? Can I treat you to dinner at noon?"

"I also want to ask for advice!"

"I have major literary problems too!"

More than half of the students have left, and many of them still have classes. The remaining half of the students were very enthusiastic. There were men and women, and most of them were women. They surrounded Zhang Ye and asked questions. In the end, Zhang Ye was in a different situation. After saying that he was not an example, he still signed a few of their students who asked for a group photo. This is a university campus, and Principal Wu and the others haven't gone far yet, so a group photo is not appropriate. .

Wu Zeqing stepped out of the classroom with a small high heel, and smiled faintly, "Let's go, we won't wait for Xiao Zhang."

Chang Kaige looked back for a few times, then shook his head helplessly, "Why did you sign it? This group of students also, and this little teacher Zhang, alas."

Professor Zeng laughed and said, "This shows that Mr. Zhang is very popular and can get along well with the students."

Chang Kaige smiled wryly. When Principal Wu was gone, he glanced at Professor Zeng and said, "Old Zeng, why do I always have a premonition that something will happen."

Professor Zeng said, "Letting Zhang Ye teach may be an attempt for the school."

Another teacher from the department said: "It's already a mess now. I just met the students for the first time. Before the class, Mr. Zhang openly questioned the textbook review in the education field? I really have to wait until the formal class starts tomorrow." , I don’t know what earth-shattering words he has to say, and I’m also worried. Once Zhang Ye comes, it may be difficult for our Chinese Department of Peking University to clean up. Everyone in the industry knows this person, and he dares to say anything with his mouth!”

They discussed and left.

here.

After Zhang Ye dealt with the enthusiastic students, he also found an excuse to leave, but he walked a long way out of the classroom, only to find a little tail following him. Um? Isn't this the girl who asked the first question? I saw her at the stall earlier.

Stopping, Zhang Ye smiled and said, "Is there something wrong?"

Yao Mi greeted her with a playful smile, "Uncle Zhang."

Zhang Ye sweated a little, and said, "How can I be an uncle? If I want to call him Brother Zhang, I'm not a few years older than you, not that old."

Yao Mi said: "But seniority is here. You call my dad brothers and sisters. I can't just call you brother. I must call you uncle."

Zhang Ye felt that this girl who was very distinctive but not beautiful looked familiar, "Who is your father?"

Yao Mi said carelessly, "My father, Yao Jiancai."

"Hey!" Zhang Ye suddenly realized, "I said you look like a friend in your eyes! So it's Lao Yao's child. He mentioned you to me, but he didn't say that you were admitted to Peking University. Okay, Lao Yao It's hidden quite deep, I didn't expect to have such a smart daughter, what's your name?"

Yao Mi said: "I am Yao Mi."

Zhang Ye asked, "How old are you?"

Yao Mi said: "This year is a sophomore."

Zhang Ye said: "That's right,

If you need something, you can find me. "

Yao Mi said: "Hee hee, then my credits can be entrusted to Uncle Zhang."

Zhang Ye smiled and said, "I'm new here, so I don't know how to take the exam. I can't make up my mind about this, but just listen to my class carefully, and I guarantee you will get the credits for this course."

"That's good." Yao Mi said.

While talking, Zhang Ye remembered something important, "Just in time, I also want to chat with the students in our class. Your former Professor Wang, what does "Appreciation of Classical Masterpieces" teach?"

Yao Mi thought about it seriously, "It's just some classics, such as the Three Kingdoms, such as Water Margin, such as Journey to the West, and some classics, mainly domestic, and foreign appreciation is another course, taught by other teachers, um, But those were Professor Wang’s lectures a few years ago, and this year Professor Wang gave us two lectures, a little about the Three Kingdoms, a little about the Water Margin, and nothing else.”

Zhang Ye probably understood, "Then what do you want to hear?"

Yao Mi laughed and said, "Isn't your specialty the Three Kingdoms?"

"Except for the Three Kingdoms? You don't have to worry about whether I'm good at it or not. Just tell me what mainstream opinions do you and other students want to hear? Which classics are you interested in?" Zhang Ye asked.

"This..." Yao Mi licked her lips, "The one I'm most interested in must be "A Dream of Red Mansions."

Zhang Ye said unexpectedly, "Oh? Everyone thinks this way?"

Yao Mi said: "At least I am, I like the Red Chamber so much, and the love in it is so beautiful, and there are not many people who talk about "A Dream of Red Mansions", not even Professor Wang. I have heard a few who have studied this course The senior sister said that Professor Wang has taught the elective course "Appreciation of Classical Masterpieces" for so many years. , Professor Wang also mentioned it briefly, as if he was reluctant to talk about this famous book."

Zhang Ye blinked, "That's it, OK, I understand."

"You really want to talk about "A Dream of Red Mansions"? That would be great!" Yao Mi wanted to hear it.

Zhang Ye smiled, "Not necessarily. I'll think about it when I go back, and I'm ready to talk about it. Come on, go back and prepare for other classes, I'll withdraw."

Yao Mi waved her small hand, "Go ahead, see you, Uncle Zhang."

...

downstairs.

Outside the campus of the Chinese Department.

Zhang Ye is about to go home. Tomorrow is the first day of class. He hasn't even ordered anything to talk about. Naturally, he has to go back and get ready.

Next to the small garden.

A middle-aged man was smoking. When he saw Zhang Ye, he stopped him, "Mr. Zhang."

Zhang Ye looked over strangely, familiar, as if one of the teachers who was sitting in the first row below his classroom with Principal Wu just now, "Hey, hello."

"Come on?" Professor Zeng handed over a cigarette.

Zhang Ye picked it up, and clicked on it himself, "I just came, and... are you?"

Professor Zeng laughed and said, "My surname is Zeng. I teach history. You can call me Lao Zeng."

Zhang Ye smiled and said, "Old Zeng didn't dare to call out, Professor Zeng, hello, did you come over for a cigarette after class?"

"No, I'm waiting for you." Professor Zeng smiled, "We interacted on Weibo, forgot?"

Zhang Ye was taken aback for a moment, and then slapped his forehead suddenly, "I remembered, hey! So it was you. When "Pin Three Kingdoms" first aired, many people questioned me. Thank you for your support." Of course, Zhang Ye has an impression. This is the professor of history at Peking University who was certified by Weibo back then. He personally posted Weibo to support Zhang Ye and affirmed the historical authenticity of "Zhang Ye Pin Three Kingdoms". Because Professor Zeng's authoritative remarks dispelled many people's doubts, Zhang Ye always wanted to thank him.

Professor Zeng took a puff of cigarette, "As I said at the beginning, with your historical literacy, it is more than enough to teach in a university. Sure enough, it seems that I am not the only one who thinks so, President Wu is also very optimistic about you."

Zhang Ye said: "You all fall in love later."

Professor Zeng asked curiously: "I heard that Principal Wu found you only two days ago. You will have class tomorrow, and it may take ten consecutive days of lectures. Are you ready?"

Zhang Ye leaned on the flower bed, "I have a general idea, and I'm going home to prepare. I may have to go to the library. I'm very tight on time."

"What are you talking about?" Professor Zeng asked.

Zhang Ye said, "Let's decide on "A Dream of Red Mansions" first."

Hearing this, Professor Zeng was taken aback, "You want to talk about "A Dream of Red Mansions"?"

Zhang Ye wondered, "It should be. The students seem to want to hear it, and the previous Professor Wang didn't talk about it. I'm taking Professor Wang's class and I want to talk about something new."

Professor Zeng smiled, "You are really brave."

Zhang Ye was puzzled, "How dare you call it bold? Can't you talk about "Dream of Red Mansions"?"

This is not a banned book nowadays! Can't talk about "A Dream of Red Mansions"? And your mother is not "Jin Ping Mei"!

Professor Zeng stubbed out the cigarette butt, threw it into the trash can, and said, "Are you really ignorant or pretending to be confused, Mr. Zhang? It's not that "Dream of Red Mansions" cannot be taught, but few people dare to speak it, because it is too difficult. Do you think Professor Wang is the only one who doesn’t talk about it? Look at those programs on TV, how many experts dare to talk about "Dream of Red Mansions"? There are also other universities, all of which basically have a unified tone. As far as I know, the whole country No literature lecturer in any university dares to talk about "Dream of Red Mansions" in detail to students. Everyone avoids it as much as they can. Even if they say it, they only talk about a small part of it. No one dared to analyze it carefully for everyone, so gradually no experts and professors dared to touch it.”

ah?

Why not?

What happened to this book?

Zhang Ye really didn't understand. In his world, "Dream of Red Mansions" was the first of the four great classics. It was talked about by countless people. The most famous one was "Liu Xinwu Reveals the Secret of Dream of Red Mansions". The "True Story after Eighty Chapters of A Dream of Red Mansions" mentioned in the Lecture Forum has aroused a lot of heated discussions in his world, and the ratings are comparable to "Yi Zhongtian Pin San Guo".

Professor Zeng looked at him and said, "Mr. Zhang, don't take risks. I'm not doubting your literary level, but "A Dream of Red Mansions" can't be explained in detail. If you explain it in detail, there will definitely be problems. People will question it, um, I teach history, and I don’t study classical literature in detail, so I can’t explain too much to you. You can find out when you go back. My suggestion is to talk about the Three Kingdoms. This is your specialty. It’s a pity to lose it. , I believe that Principal Wu invited you to fight the fire because of your understanding of the Three Kingdoms and your humorous way of giving lectures."

Zhang Ye spread his hands and said, "I've already talked about the Three Kingdoms on the TV station in Beijing, and what I want to express is very complete. I don't plan to repeat things."

Professor Zeng said helplessly: "Your idea is wrong. Teaching students is a repetitive process. I have taught for so many years. Every time I bring new students, I still repeat my previous lectures and some theories. This is something that lasts for a long time, Mr. Zhang, you really have to listen to my advice, even if you don’t talk about the Three Kingdoms, don’t touch the trap of "Dream of Red Mansions"!"

I still don't understand!

Is "Dream of Red Mansions" that scary?

"Be sure to remember, that's fine, I still have papers to catch up, so let's go." Professor Zeng walked away.

Zhang Ye's curiosity was more and more hoisted, and I didn't believe in evil yet. He immediately went home, ready to find out what happened to the red studies in this world!

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