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Chapter 294

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Speechlessness!

Other than speechlessness, there was nothing else to say!

The atmosphere in the conference room was very strange. Zhang Ye's appearance could be said to have stunned them! President Wu had suggested this unexpected candidate. Even if they racked their brains, they would not have guessed it. Anyone could have been a substitute teacher for this subject, but why was it Zhang Ye!? This person had a good reputation among his fans and was quite popular. They all felt that he dared to speak and fire, but that was only among a certain group of people! In the industry, be it the broadcasting industry or the literary circles, Zhang Ye's reputation could not be any worse!

Scolding his radio station colleagues online!

Scolding his unit at an award ceremony!

Scolding the Writers' Association at a competition!

Scolding his Leader at a memorial service!

Scolding the police at a police station!

Scolding the SARFT during a live broadcast!

When all these incidents were listed, it was impossible to look straight at!

President Wu actually found such a hooligan to teach at Peking University? To teach those quiet and obedient Peking University students who did not even know how to scold others?

F * * k!

Wasn't this pushing the students into the fire pit!?

President Wu! How much guts do you have to do this!?

Old Professor Yan Jiantao's face immediately sank. He made his stance clear, "President Wu, I strongly oppose this choice of lecturer!"

Zhang Ye looked at him, but did not say a word.

Wu Zeqing said very easily, "Professor Yan, why do you oppose it?"

"He's not suitable!" Yan Jiantao looked at Zhang Ye and shook his head.

Wu Zeqing said calmly, "Everyone can talk about it. Why is he not suitable? Teacher Little Zhang was invited by me after much effort, so you should at least give me a reason, right? "

Yan Jiantao thought to himself that there was no need for a reason. He said, "I'm not harboring personal feelings, nor am I biased. First, I want to ask, Little Zhang, how old are you?"

Zhang Ye smiled, "23."

Yan Jiantao acknowledged, "What's your major?"

Zhang Ye smiled again, "Media College, broadcasting major."

"What's your education?" Yan Jiantao said bluntly.

Zhang Ye shrugged indifferently, "Bachelor's degree."

Yan Jiantao looked at Wu Zeqing, "President Wu, isn't the reason for not being suitable enough? To let a young man in his twenties with a bachelor's degree in broadcasting teach 'Appreciation of the Classics', this is simply a joke. Even if it's an elective course, this can't be done! " His tone was a little harsh. It was also because he was too experienced and had great prestige in the educational world. Among those present, only Professor Yan dared to speak to President Wu like this. No one else dared to.

Wu Zeqing looked over and said, "Why not? As a broadcasting major, eloquence is one's forte. As a university lecturer, the key is not how much you understand, but how to explain the knowledge so that the students can understand. I've said it before. This is also the reason why I didn't look for Professor Chen. Teacher Little Zhang has this ability. Anyone who has watched Teacher Little Zhang's program knows that he doesn't even need a script. "

Yan Jiantao paused for a moment, "I admit that Zhang Ye is very eloquent. Even among hosts, his eloquence is outstanding. There's no need to compare it to us teachers. In the educational system, there's no one better than Zhang Ye's eloquence." Competing with a professional and excellent host in eloquence was like a writer competing with a singer in singing. There was no comparison as the professional foundation was there. "But the problem is that eloquence doesn't mean anything, especially in the Chinese department. Knowledge needs to be accumulated and settled. It's not that I look down on young people, nor am I biased against other majors, but the truth is that Zhang Ye's accumulation and settled knowledge is not enough to take on the job of a lecturer!"

Dean Chang Kaige also said, "It's indeed not suitable."

Another Chinese department associate professor echoed, "That's right. The students will definitely not approve of it."

Wu Zeqing's expression was still very graceful as she said, "My thoughts are the exact opposite of yours. Why do I feel that Teacher Little Zhang's literary attainments have already accumulated to a peak?" Then she looked at the others, "If anyone doubts Teacher Zhang's literary standards, everyone can have an exchange. For example, competing in poetry? Competing in essays? Competing in novel writing? "She then asked Zhang Ye," How about it? "

Zhang Ye said, "I have no problem with that."

Wu Zeqing suggested, "Then why don't you all have an exchange?"

Chang Kaige, "…"

Yan Jiantao, "…"

That associate professor, "…"

Everyone present were old comrades who were involved in academics, literature, and history. But faced with President Wu's request, no one dared to respond!

Communicate with him?

Communicate, my ass!

They were only involved in the research of literature and history, writing theses, doing academics, and teaching students. But when it came to writing poems and novels, they naturally knew their limits. They definitely could not compare to Zhang Ye. This fellow's novels had sold in the millions! This fellow's poems and essays were popular all over the country! Even some famous domestic writers had publicly commented that they admired Zhang Ye's works! What was there to communicate about!?

No one dared to compete with Zhang Ye in this!

Everyone knew that in this aspect, they definitely could not compare!

Yan Jiantao changed the topic, "The settled knowledge I'm talking about is not the standard of poetry, but the absorption and immersion of literature and masterpieces …"

Wu Zeqing interrupted, "Professor Yan, have you seen 'Zhang Ye's Analysis of the Three Kingdoms'?"

"This …" Yan Jiantao choked once again. He did not say a word for a long time.

Everyone looked at each other. That's right, they had forgotten about this. Wasn't 'Zhang Ye's Analysis of the Three Kingdoms' Zhang Ye's representative work? Its viewership ratings had been recognized by the market.

Zhen Shuquan followed up, "I've seen a few episodes of 'Zhang Ye's Analysis of the Three Kingdoms'. Many of the things in it are not bad, but there are also many that are controversial. Many scholars have not given any conclusions or definitions, nor are there any historical inferences. However, Zhang Ye has said it all in the program. From a certain point of view, indeed, this program is very attractive to the common people. This is because the analysis angle is very novel, but if you really consider it from an academic point of view, then it won't do. As a variety historical program, this is a good program.

Yan Jiantao nodded seriously, "Schools are different from television. Television focuses on viewership ratings, and will use sensationalism to attract attention. But a school and a lecturer, the most important thing is to be rigorous. Things that are not conclusive cannot be passed on to the students. This is misleading them."

Previously, Zhang Ye did not say a word, but now, he did not like what he heard. He smiled, "I do not agree with what the two of you have said. Firstly, I do not think my 'Analysis of the Three Kingdoms' is not rigorous. If you think it is, you can raise it and we can discuss it. Secondly, I admit that academics should be rigorous, but this rigor does not mean that things that are not conclusive cannot be said or taught. Why would those unsolved mathematical conjectures be raised? No one has solved them. Is this considered academic rigor? Those laws of physics, many of them have never had a reasonable explanation or verification, but they exist objectively. Are the people who raised these laws and conjectures not rigorous? I don't think so. Academics have always been a process of analysis, inference, and coming to conclusions. I am a host, so I know what to say and what not to say. I also know what to say on television, and what to say in class. Things that are not conclusive or inferred, I will tell the students ahead of time, and not force my thoughts on them. "

With this, Zhang Ye said it in a manner that was neither servile nor overbearing. It was reasonable and well-grounded.

Wu Zeqing nodded her head gently as she watched from the side. "Teacher Little Zhang has hosted so many excellent programs, so he should know his limits. You are worrying too much that he will mislead the students."

A young associate professor rolled his eyes in his heart. You know what to say and what not to say? Go back to your nonsense! If you really knew this, you would not be first on the SARFT's "blacklist" this year!

There were also people who raised many negative opinions.

"If we hire Zhang Ye, his class schedule can't be guaranteed, right?"

"For these two weeks, Little Zhang can guarantee it. You can just treat him as a substitute teacher."

"But what about next semester? He will host a program or be busy with other things. As for the school … "

"Let's discuss it next semester. Let's see the students' response first. If the students generally feel that his teaching is not ideal, I will find someone better."

"President Wu, it's still not appropriate. There are only a few days left in this semester, and it will be the elective exams soon. Unless Zhang Ye arranges classes every day, and gives a lecture every day, otherwise …"

"The reason why I looked for Teacher Zhang Ye is because of this point. I also hope that he can give a lecture every day. I heard that Teacher Little Zhang can go off-script and record more than ten episodes a day. I believe that without a lesson plan, it shouldn't be difficult for him to give more than ten consecutive days of classes, right?"

This time, Zhang Ye did not even need to say a word as Wu Zeqing refuted all of them.

The Chinese department people were becoming more and more speechless.

Finally, Wu Zeqing said, "Alright, everyone, let's vote. Those who disagree with Zhang Ye teaching, please raise your hand."

The old professor, Yan Jiantao, raised his hand.

Chang Kaige and Zhen Shuquan looked at each other, but did not move.

As for the others, there were two or three people from the Chinese department who raised their hands to object.

Actually, the remaining people did not agree with Zhang Ye, who was a layman who had joined halfway. The academic field was also very particular about one's background. Furthermore, with Zhang Ye's notorious reputation, no one liked him. However, they did not raise their hands. This was because there was no other way. President Wu had made it clear that she wanted to use Zhang Ye. Even if they raised their hands to object, it would be useless. President Wu had the final vote!

Wu Zeqing smiled, "Alright, then it's settled. Little Zhang, I'll bring you around to familiarize yourself with the classroom and the students. It's all up to you from tomorrow onwards."

Zhang Ye said seriously, "I won't disappoint you."

Yan Jiantao still did not agree, "President Wu, this matter …"

Wu Zeqing glanced at him, "Why don't Professor Yan teach 'Appreciation of the Classics' as a substitute?"

Yan Jiantao turned silent, "… I don't have much research in this area, nor do I have the time."

"Then leave it to Teacher Little Zhang. He's the most suitable candidate I can think of!" Saying that, Wu Zeqing's grace did not decrease, but her tone became stronger, "If you have any objections, you can keep it to yourself. However, I hope that when Teacher Zhang Ye comes to work tomorrow, everyone can cooperate with him. After all, Little Zhang is a newcomer, so there are many things he doesn't know. Everyone should take care of him." Looking at her watch, Wu Zeqing's expression softened. She smiled and said, "Alright, let's end the meeting."

Everyone did not say anything else and got up to leave.

Wu Zeqing stretched her hand out to Zhang Ye, "Welcome to Peking University."

Zhang Ye shook President Wu's hand in all seriousness, "It's my honor."

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