Dong dong.
There was a knock on the door.
"Son!"
"Oh? Yes! "
"It's time to wake up. I bought you the tofu pudding."
"Got it, Mom. I'll wake up now."
"Hurry, you still have class in the morning. Eat your breakfast while it's hot."
Zhang Ye gave a long stretch. It was a little cold in the room, so he couldn't get out of bed. He sleepily grabbed the clothes he was going to wear today and stuffed them into the warm blanket to warm himself up. Then he put on his clothes and got out of bed to wash up and eat breakfast. He really did not sleep well last night. In his dreams, he even dreamed of Water Lotus Moon. Her pictures were not particularly perky, but they were very plump. Her large breasts kept swaying in Zhang Ye's dreams, tormenting him the entire night. Her beauty was alluring. This big sis's pictures were too coquettish.
After breakfast.
His parents went to work.
Zhang Ye looked at the time. It was time to leave.
On the way downstairs, he took out his cellphone and looked at Water Lotus Moon's profile picture. It was dark. It was probably not because she was invisible, but because she was not online. He could only give up. Finally, he saw the last few pictures she sent last night. He gritted his teeth. Although he could not bear to do it, Zhang Ye was very particular about deleting them. After all, Water Lotus Moon had specially instructed him not to do so. Besides, this was her privacy. Since she trusted him so much to show it to him alone, Zhang Ye had to respect her. If the pictures were to be accidentally leaked out, that was not something Zhang Ye wished to see.
Although this world's network security technology was very strong, it couldn't be guaranteed. In his previous world, the matter of a foreign celebrity's mobile phone photos being leaked had caused an uproar. No matter how strong the security was, there were still some top hackers who could kill their way in and out.
He calmed himself down.
Time to go to work.
Zhang Ye drove to Peking University. While he was on the way, Zhang Ye's cellphone rang.
Wu Zeqing called, "Little Zhang, come to my office in a while."
Zhang Ye said, "Sure, President Wu. I'll be there in about 20 minutes."
Then he drove a little faster and entered Peking University's gates. He parked the car in front of a small building behind the man-made lake and strode up. This building was newly built a few years ago. Compared to Zhang Ye's Chinese department's office building, it was much better. The renovations were also very meticulous.
Just as he turned a corner upstairs, he heard many voices.
The vice principal's office door was open, and there seemed to be seven or eight people inside.
"President Wu, this has already affected the teaching work of our other departments."
"President Wu, we all know that the Chinese department is our Peking University's trademark. Now that Zhang Ye's classes are doing quite well, and the response from the society is also very high, it will help to raise the reputation of our Peking University's Chinese department and allow us to compete for the top rankings. However, this should not affect our other departments. It's not that we don't care about the overall situation, but whenever Zhang Ye holds a public lecture, many of our students from the other departments will start skipping classes at that time. They did not take 'Appreciation of the Classics' as their elective, so they end up skipping classes. In the end, the ones who suffer are the students, and also our Peking University's reputation!"
"Our department's teachers also have their opinions. President Wu, you cannot be biased. Peking University does not only have a Chinese department."
"We really can't have any more open classes."
"Right, if it doesn't work, we can arrange for it to be held at night."
When Zhang Ye heard this, he stood in the corridor and did not go in. He immediately understood that these people were the leaders or lecturers of other Peking University departments. They had come to complain to President Wu. Zhang Ye had stirred up a storm, and the Chinese department had become famous, but the other departments could not compete with Zhang Ye's popularity. The students from their departments had all gone to the Chinese department to listen to his lectures, so it would be a wonder if the leaders and teachers of those departments were happy about it.
With a helpless smile, Zhang Ye walked in, "President Wu." Saying that, he nodded at the other teachers and professors. He was not familiar with the people from the other departments, so he could not name them, so he could only greet them this way.
Seeing that the person in question had arrived, Teacher Zhou said, "Teacher Zhang, you're here. Did you hear what we said? Don't take it to heart. We are not doing this to you. It's just that the number of students skipping classes is too high. " Saying that, he pointed to the document he had placed on the table, "You can see for yourself. During your public lecture, our Economics and Management department's attendance rate dropped by 30%! This is the lowest we've seen in so many years! "
"It's the same for the Math department."
"It's the same for our side."
"The students aren't attending classes properly."
Everyone was chattering. Some had a good attitude, while others did not have a good attitude towards Zhang Ye. Their dissatisfaction was written all over their faces.
Zhang Ye was in the wrong, so he had nothing to say. "This …"
Wu Zeqing knocked on the table and smiled gently, "Alright, I understand what everyone is saying. Go back. I'll handle this matter. I'll definitely give everyone's departments a satisfactory answer."
Teacher Zhou said, "Alright, then we'll go back."
Since President Wu had agreed, they had nothing else to say. Wu Zeqing's reputation and authority in Peking University was still very high. Everyone trusted her very much.
Everyone left.
The door was also closed.
Only Zhang Ye and Wu Zeqing were left in the office.
"Do you want some tea or water?" Wu Zeqing smiled as she stood up and took a paper cup.
"No, no. Have a seat. I'll do it myself." Zhang Ye grabbed the paper cup, but he did not dare let President Wu do it. He went to the water dispenser to pour himself a cup of hot water and sat down to drink.
Wu Zeqing sipped her tea in a dignified manner, "You must be tired from the past two days?"
Zhang Ye smiled and said, "No, this bit of work is nothing compared to being a host. It's almost the end of the semester break. There aren't many more days left for classes."
Every time he looked at Wu Zeqing, she was always very gentle and beautiful!
Her clothes were never eye-catching, but she would slowly nibble away at you!
Today, President Wu was wearing a classic long dress. It was white against a black background with black flowers. It was more of a Chinese style, and the dress covered her thighs and calves. On her feet were a pair of plain colored high heels. There were ethnic symbols printed on the heels, which were also Chinese. On top of her was a black knitted sweater. It was unbuttoned, but one could not see her chest clearly, much less her cleavage. The dress was very high, covering everything that could be covered. She was dressed very solemnly and had an air of elegance. If this were ancient times, she would definitely be a lady from a wealthy family. Furthermore, one look at her temperament and you could tell that she was a beauty who was proficient in the four arts.
She was really pleasing to the eye!
She was unbelievably beautiful!
As Zhang Ye drank his tea, he glanced at her.
Wu Zeqing gently put down her teacup, "You heard it just now. Actually, the faculty's teachers have their opinions. Let's do it this way. We'll change this morning's public class to a normal class. It will be held in a small lecture theater."
Zhang Ye did not have any problems, "Alright, I'll listen to you. I'm fine with it."
"There will probably be quite a lot of people coming today. It's just that the reporters will be a little troublesome." After saying that, Wu Zeqing picked up the phone on her desk and made a few calls. She gave some instructions, "Hello, Little Liu, go make the arrangements. Teacher Zhang Ye will not be holding a public class today. It will be changed to a small lecture theater. Only students who are taking the 'Appreciation of the Classics' elective class can enter the classroom. Inform the reporters that there will be no interviews today … Oh, I know the reporters are here. Go and communicate with them. At most, promise them an interview after class … Right, do your job with the students. If it really doesn't work, get the teachers from the various faculties to come over and get them to take the students away."
After she hung up the phone.
Zhang Ye was a little embarrassed, "Sorry President Wu. I even made it so troublesome and made everyone go through so much trouble."
"There's nothing to be sorry about." Wu Zeqing slowly smiled. Her smile was not very big and her smile was always a little restrained, "This means that your teaching standards have been recognized by everyone. It's a good thing. It looks like I didn't choose the wrong person. I know that you can teach this course well."
Zhang Ye said gratefully, "Thank you for your trust."
Wu Zeqing stroked her long hair that fell down her left side, "Actually, I did not think of you at the beginning. It was only when I saw you on the plane back to Beijing that I felt that you were very suitable. Not only do I believe that you can teach well, I also believe that you can bring some new changes and new things to this elective class. To be honest, your performance has surprised me quite a bit, as well as many others. Do you know the ranking of the higher education departments?"
Zhang Ye was taken aback, "I know. Isn't there a ranking every year?"
Wu Zeqing smiled and said, "This year's selection has already begun. The results should be announced in the next few days. You have given hope to many people in the Chinese department, including me."
Zhang Ye did not understand, "That can't be? Isn't our Peking University's Chinese department the best in the industry? Although it might not be comparable to the dominance of Peking University's Math or Science departments, it's still the best in the industry, right? " Peking University's Science department was unparalleled in the country. Although the Chinese department was not considered, it was still one of Peking University's signboards.
Wu Zeqing said, "That's old news."
"Why do you say that? It can't be done now? "Zhang Ye asked.
"It's not that it can't be done, but it's just that we've been making no progress and haven't made any further progress. As for other schools like Nanjing University, Tsinghua University, and even Normal University, they are catching up every year. Two years ago and last year, they even matched or surpassed our Chinese department's ranking. Everyone is saying that our Peking University's Chinese department is on the decline, getting older and older. Even within Peking University, there are more and more voices of dissent. Wu Zeqing looked at him, "This is also one of the reasons why I invited you here. I wanted you to bring some changes to Peking University's Chinese department, and you have done something that none of us could have expected. You are very outstanding."
Only then did Zhang Ye understand.
Why did Chang Kaige and the others suddenly treat him so well?
They were hoping that Zhang Ye could help them regain the status that the Peking University's Chinese department once had, but had now lost!
Peking University's Chinese department was still one of the top departments in the industry, but to Peking University's Chinese department, being top was clearly not enough. Their goal was no longer to be at the top, but to be number one. This was because in the past, Peking University's Chinese department had always been at the top of the industry. That was for other universities, but to Peking University, only number one was their goal!
Zhang Ye gave a wry smile, "What can I do with that little ability of mine? I'm just going to talk about some of the things that I analyzed and researched. There's still a lot of controversy, so I can't help the Chinese department, right? "
Wu Zeqing slowly curled her lips, "That's hard to say. The national department's evaluation has always been a complicated statistical process. There are many factors that need to be considered, so the score of 'Dream of the Red Chamber' that you mentioned might have already been tallied to our Chinese department. Our Chinese department still did not have any special achievements this year. Previously, the professor who taught 'Appreciation of the Classics' had also stopped teaching for a long time due to illness. If this were to carry on, the evaluation results would have been similar to the previous two years. We definitely wouldn't have gotten first place, and might even have dropped to third place. This is without a doubt, but with you joining us and revealing the secret of 'Dream of the Red Chamber', even if there is controversy, it is very likely that it will increase our Chinese department's score by quite a bit. This is because literature has always been controversial since ancient times. It's not like mathematics or physics, where one means two and two means two."
Zhang Ye suddenly felt the pressure, "President Wu, then what do you want me to do?"
Wu Zeqing chuckled, "Do your best and leave it to fate. You just need to do a good job in the third lesson and the following lessons. There's no need to deliberately do anything. Oh right, I see that you have already finished explaining the most important points in the previous two lessons. Have you thought of how you want to talk about today's lesson? Dean Chang even talked to me this morning. He said that if he knew that your arguments and analysis would come out so quickly, he would have given you a few more lessons. That way, there would be enough class time. "
Zhang Ye said happily, "You don't have to worry about that. I've already thought of how to talk about it. There won't be a problem with this rhythm. I will do a good job in the following lessons."
Wu Zeqing nodded, "Since you said that, I'm relieved. Alright, it's almost time. Go and busy yourself. Everyone is waiting to see your performance."
Zhang Ye guaranteed, "I'm also a member of Peking University's Chinese department. To contribute to the department, I will definitely not shirk my duty. Well, I can't guarantee that our Chinese department's ranking will rise because of my lesson, but I can guarantee you that my lesson will definitely not have any problems!"
What should he talk about in the third lesson?
Zhang Ye had already thought about it. He planned to follow his previous viewpoints and main storyline to talk about something new. He wanted to talk about something that did not exist in this world and that no one had heard before.
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