The influx of president Zhao Ziping and others has made the atmosphere in the classroom more dignified. Through this situation, many students are aware of the depressing pressure of the coming rain and the full building.

Hu Meixing is the most nervous!

After all, this is only Xia fan's first formal classroom teaching, the school has arranged such a huge lineup, this is to Xia fan down!

There is tension, naturally there will be inexplicable excitement!

Chen Jiantao is undoubtedly the most exciting one. Seeing the appearance of these highly respected leading professors and experts, how can he not know what it means behind this.

What's more, when he was quietly preparing yesterday, two highly respected old professors, Professor Wu fatian and Professor Pu Buxi, who he had consulted, were also among them.

Yesterday, when he revealed his intention to deal with Xia fan, these two old professors were quite enthusiastic and gave him a lot of advice. It is clear that the two old professors are not interested in this.

"Hey! Xia, you'll be disgraced! You are too young to play in college class

At this time, Liu Yiyun, together with the leading professors and experts who came to observe the teaching, sat in the back seat of the classroom. Although he was quite nervous, he was more excited.

She believes that Xia fan will give everyone a surprise.

But only don't know, this guy, what kind of way to achieve this amazing effect!

"Don't let me down! My... Little man Leng Buding thinks of the scene that Xia fan called his wife in public yesterday, and the scene that they hugged each other and kissed each other. Liu Yiyun's heart ripples again.

Without any reason, she found that her attitude towards Xia fan had already changed subtly.

"All right! Students, today seems to be a big day, all of a sudden to so many school leaders, I have good pressure. But I'll turn pressure into motivation. Talk less, let's start class

Xia fan's manner is the same as before, and I don't see any surging waves.

He turned around, holding a piece of chalk in his hand, and began to write and draw on the blackboard.

The sound of the chalk rubbing against the blackboard is rustling. After Xia fan's writing, he suddenly feels like a child intoxicated in his own world. In the twinkling of an eye, a minute will pass, but he is still flying in front of the blackboard.

During this period, the only "interaction" was to turn around and change the chalk of other colors on the desk several times.

Time goes by minute by second.

The same time course, different people in different moods, often just a second difference in time, there will be a gap between time and time.

At the moment, the students in the classroom, the department leaders, professors and experts in the back seat, Hu Meixing, Liu Yiyun and Chen Jiantao, have different moods.

Hu Meixing is secretly anxious. She thinks that Xia fan is really inexperienced in class. How can she stay out of class for such a long time.

Liu Yiyun is almost the same mind.

However, she is more or less experienced than Hu Meixing. She has already guessed what Xia fan will do next through what Xia fan wrote on the blackboard.

However, this guy threw out such a big fight in the first class. Can the students accept it?

Next to the seats, Zhao Ziping and the other old professors also had different expressions.

Some are paying close attention to each other silently, some are whispering to each other, some have disdain in their eyes, some have appreciation in their eyes because they see the gradually formed patterns on the blackboard

The other students also looked different.

In Chen Jiantao's mind, he has been brewing a big move to kill. So at the moment, his mind is repeatedly considering how to enlarge the move when he has the chance. He turns a blind eye to what Xia fan is doing.

In the classroom, there are also students who are quick and eager to learn. They are gradually amazed by what the teacher Xiaoxia is doing.

"My God, Mr. Xia, is he copying the anatomy of the human body on the spot? And all of a sudden, it's a panorama of the left, middle and right triad? "

"Bull! This little teacher, let's not talk about other people's drawing skills, the level of proficiency and accuracy, it's really hard to say, it's absolutely a matter of material in the stomach, there's a lot of material! "

"That's right. If you want to complete these three pictures without thinking, you can't reach this level without copying them hundreds of times on weekdays!"

"Meixing, Meixing, your little man is really hot!""That's it. It's just a cry. Now we're going to class, and then we haven't even said a word. Look at the reaction in the classroom. Even the laziest boys are staring at each other and concentrating on it!"

Two minutes later.

Xia fan finally finished his drawing performance.

He turned around and threw the remaining chalk head in his hand into the chalk box of the lecture table. He patted the chalk dust on his hands and said with a smile, "it's a little strange to do this job on site for the first time. I'm sorry to have kept you waiting for a long time! OK, now you should know, what is my drawing? Why, there won't be any students who don't know the origin of these three pictures? "

Coax

There was a good laugh from the students.

As a medical student, if anyone doesn't know the origin of these three pictures, he can directly blind himself. At the same time, he should not tell others that he is a medical college student.

"Look at everyone's reaction. I think everyone knows the answer. So, please comment on the level of my three pictures! "

Xia fan showed a strong and eager look for praise. He looked at the students in the classroom like a dog, but he didn't have the dignity of a teacher. He was one of the students who wanted to praise after showing his treasure in public.

The students couldn't help laughing, and there was another burst of laughter.

However, in order to reward Xia fan's performance, the students are not stingy of praise, all kinds of praise or flattery, for a time, it's really a wave of praise!

The tense atmosphere in the classroom has changed into an unprecedented relaxed and joyful feeling.

Even Chen Jiantao, who has been harbouring evil intentions for a long time, has a hard time relaxing now. He is no longer worried that he will smash the pot when he has a chance.

Because in his opinion, there is no need to be so nervous to deal with such a heartless and sensationalist guy.

Taking a quick look at the situation in the classroom, Chen Jiantao finds that this is a good time to attack Xia fan

"Miss Xia, you don't want to waste such a long time just to show off your drawing skills on the spot, do you? I wonder if you are in the wrong place and on the wrong platform? With such a good painting skill, you should not come to the classroom of our medical university. You should go to the Art Institute next door! " Chen Jiantao coldly opened fire, language with ridicule, very impolite to Xia fan fired this first shot.

"Into the wrong classroom?"

"Should I go to the art school next door?"

"Chen Jiantao, what's wrong with you? Do you question the teacher that much? You are not sincere, you are picky

In the face of Chen Jiantao's sudden attack, Xia fan on the platform still hasn't made any response, but the students in the classroom quit one after another.

Especially the girl around Hu Meixing.

Because of a clinical teaching experiment class yesterday, Xia fan has long been regarded as the youngest and most promising excellent teacher. It's too late to maintain them all. Hearing Chen Jiantao's words, they all burst into anger.

Hu Meixing didn't take part in it, but when she looked at Chen Jiantao, she became more and more bored.

How could she not know that Chen Jiantao, a despicable person, was retaliating against Xia fan and was deliberately in disgusting rhythm.

When she was chased home that day, she thought that Chen Jiantao would die after he was shriveled.

Unexpectedly, this bastard dare to do so: Damn! You dare to humiliate Xia fan, I'm not finished with you!

It seems that Chen Jiantao did not expect that the students in the class would have such a big reaction.

Especially when I saw Hu Meixing's eyes, my heart was filled with regret for a moment, but then it was ferocious again: Hey! Hu Meixing, you son of a bitch, I don't expect to soak you any more now. As expected, after being slept by others, will I be dead set? If I had known that, I should have taken advantage of the opportunity to put you to sleep, and I would have no worries today!

But don't worry!

Your little man, who wants to be a lecturer in school, is just a dream!

Now, I'm just questioning the function of his drawing. Later, I'll throw out those problems and see if he still has the face to stand on the platform

No one can really understand Chen Jiantao's mind.

It was the group in the back of the classroom that had been whispering and talking fiercely.

Professor Wu fatian and Professor Pu Buxi seem to have the most disdain: "I think this male classmate is right. It's just a little grandstanding! If you want to build on the basic theory, you need a wall chart to explain. Is there no projection teaching aid in our classroom or what? The anatomy that can be displayed on the projection screen in one second is a waste of nearly five minutes. I'm writing and painting on the blackboard myself. I'm deliberately delaying the teaching time"It's not sensationalism! Alas! It's just that his practice is too formalistic. For the first time, the students may be out of freshness and can endure it. I don't believe he has to copy the relevant teaching patterns in this way in every class since then? This is to abandon the essence and pursue the end. This is not what an excellent teacher should do! "

Wu fatian and Pu Buxi communicated in a low voice.

When these two people talk, they not only communicate with each other, but also deliberately pull the teachers on both sides of them to communicate with each other.

It is Mr. Li and Mr. Hua who are also influenced by their remarks and can't help looking at them.

Zhao Ziping was silent.

But he was not so unbearable. In fact, he was quite impressed by Xia fan's action: Notice, he also tried to copy some pictures on the teaching plan for the students in class, in order to express some special things.

But after several attempts, it took at least ten minutes to draw such a picture, and sometimes mistakes and omissions were inevitable. I felt that I couldn't do what I wanted, and then I had no choice but to give up.