Regardless of the noise under the stage, he began to lecture with a wireless microphone. The lecture was loud and loud, which made the students under the stage show their teeth one by one. They covered their ears and said one after another: "shit, is the teacher taking medicine or hanging up today? Is it so loud?"

Then a student said loudly, "teacher, your voice is too loud. We can't stand it!"

Mr. Hua said leisurely on the podium, "if I don't make a little noise, how can I cover you?"

The students under the podium burst into laughter. After a while, the order in the classroom was much better.

When Mr. Hua saw this, he immediately came to the spirit. He tried to lecture on the podium. He only talked in a big way and foamed at the mouth.

Li Yundong didn't want to attend class. He just came to hang up his name to avoid being absent from class too many times and being expelled at that time, which would be a great injustice.

It's a small matter to be dismissed. At that time, my parents cut off the monthly relief fund, and I didn't get any rice. In case I lost money in business, there was no way out. I really had to take the foxes and foxes to open a circus.

Li Yundong listened in his seat, but the little foxes took this class for the first time. They felt very excited. They sat upright and dangerous one by one, just like the old man's class in a private school.

Mr. Hua is condescending on the podium. Who is listening carefully, who is talking, who is making up and who is sending text messages? Naturally, he can see it clearly at a glance. He secretly said: it's rare that these girls are so beautiful and so serious in class!

Mr. Hua seemed to be encouraged and worked harder. When it came to excitement, he really recited poetry and shook his head. He really had the style of an old gentleman in a private school.

Although Su Chan had several such classes with Li Yundong, she always admired Li Yundong for coming to such a university, so she listened very carefully, especially when the teacher stood on the podium and began to talk about the problem of "the relationship between ancient literati and flowers".

Seeing that Su Chan was so absorbed, Li Yundong smiled and pounded her arm with his elbow: "Hey, is it so good?"

Su Chan smiled: "it sounds good! It's a long experience!"

At this time, the teacher on the podium was talking about the relationship between literati and chrysanthemums. Speaking of the chrysanthemum chanting works of famous artists such as Tao Yuanming and Lu You, when it came to interest, he simply shook his head and recited a poem: "autumn silk is like a taojia, and it is inclined around the fence day by day. It is not that chrysanthemums are preferred among flowers, but there are no flowers in full bloom."

Li Yundong listened to him recite vigorously and suddenly smiled. He said to Su Chan with a bad smile, "by the way, do you know why these literati love Yongju?"

Su Chan said confidently, "of course I know. Do you think your chick has no culture? Chrysanthemum is fresh and elegant, with high temperament. It is the flower of a gentleman. Therefore, ancient scholars used chrysanthemum to describe themselves to show their noble meaning and the heart of a gentleman."

Li Yundong shook his head with a bad smile and said, "no, that's a big fallacy!"