Qin Ze took out his phone and sent a message to the "Dorm 303" group chat: "Those who don't skip class will be rewarded with a popsicle."
Soon, someone replied: "Professor Qin is too sinister. I wouldn't dare skip class."
"Can I change the reward to a girlfriend?"
"Men never lick popsicles. Please buy me an ice cream cone."
Qin Ze smiled as his fingers flew across the screen. "How about an inflatable girlfriend? Then let's be more uniform. Everyone eats ice cream. I just passed by the convenience store. I'll go to the classroom after buying an ice cream cone. I'll wait for you at the door. "
After he finished speaking, he put his phone back in his pocket and walked into a small supermarket on campus.
Everyone was given an ice cream cone. After buying, they carried the plastic bags and walked leisurely to the classroom building.
Outside the classroom, Qin Ze leaned against the railing and faced the classroom. He took out an ice cream cone and ate it. There were still fifteen minutes before class started. Students in twos and threes walked into the spacious classroom with books in their hands.
There were five classes in the open class. The classroom could accommodate five hundred people.
"Qin Ze!"
Someone called out to him not far away.
Qin Ze turned his head and a smile appeared on his face. Three sloppy guys walked over together. The one in the middle was a 1.9m tall and sturdy man. He was Zhao Guoshan from the Northeast. His nickname was Ba Liang. He had big shoulders and a round waist with strong muscles. He usually said "me" when he spoke. Zhao Guoshan's name was too old-fashioned. Qin Ze liked to call him Zhao Baliang.
On the left of Zhao Baliang was a good-looking guy. His name was Li Liang. He was a local from Shanghai. His family background was better than Qin Ze's. His father owned a large foreign trade company. Li Liang had three houses under his name. He was a proper rich second generation. However, he was friendly and easy to get along with. He liked to go to nightclubs and called himself an experienced driver.
The last one was an average-looking young man. His name was Liu Ziqiang. He was from Suzhou. His family background was average, his talents were average, and his looks were average. Like Qin Ze, he was a "passerby". His favorite saying was, "A man should strive for self-improvement."
These three people were Qin Ze's roommates. Although Qin Ze didn't live in the dormitory, his bed was reserved. He only needed to pay the dormitory fee to the school. At the end of every semester, he would stay in school for a month, with a beam hanging over his head.
Qin Ze distributed the ice cream cone to his roommates. Zhao Baliang took half of it in one bite and said in a muffled voice, "Qin Ze, are you sleeping in the dormitory today?"
"What?" Qin Ze glanced at him.
Li Liang licked the ice cream cone and winked. "I'm tired of watching the 16 gigabytes of ice cream that you downloaded for Ba Liang last time. It's a pity that there's no fresh blood to supplement it. It's boring to play with Miss Wuzhi at night."
"Go, go, go!" Zhao Baliang slapped Li Liang's small body against the wall.
Liu Ziqiang smiled as he watched his two roommates bicker. He nodded at Qin Ze.
Qin Ze smiled. "When we get back, I'll give you my Xunlei account number. You can download it yourself."
Li Liang was shocked. "Yo, you're willing to hand over the key to the treasure house? Are you hiding a mistress outside? "
"Get lost. It's not like you don't know that I live with my sister." Qin Ze pretended to kick him. Li Liang hurriedly jumped away. "From now on, I'll abstain from arrogance, impatience, and masturbation."
"Let's have a meal together after class and then go to the internet cafe." Qin Ze suggested.
His roommates unanimously agreed.
"Speaking of which, didn't you say that your sister is very good-looking? Keep the goodies within the family. If she doesn't have a boyfriend, she can introduce some to us. Forget about me. After all, I'm an old driver. I don't want to find a girlfriend to manage me. But Ba Liang is honest and strong. He has a big penis and good skills. And Old Liu. Although he's a bit boring, I feel worried for them every night when I see them fighting each other. "Li Liang hugged Qin Ze's neck.
"Get lost!"
The three of them shouted at him together.
The four of them leaned against the guardrail and ate ice cream cones, giggling. As class approached, a group of people walked over from the corridor. They were vigorous and full of vigor. They looked a bit like gangsters on the road. The leader was a handsome guy. His hairstyle was very trendy. His sideburns were shaved and the top of his hair was styled. He wore silver earrings, a tight black T-shirt, and white jeans. He was surrounded by a group of people as he walked over.
Since there was a passerby like Qin Ze in this society, of course, there would be protagonists who were sought after. Qin Ze knew this handsome guy with dashing eyebrows and bright eyes. Who didn't know the campus hunk? This guy was called Zhang Mingyu. He was from the People's Republic of China and was a veritable rich second generation. It was said that his family owned three listed companies and had assets of several billion yuan. In comparison, Li Liang was a country bumpkin in front of him. University was not like middle school or high school. In high school, top students were popular. Top students were popular with teachers and admired by female students. Top students were the upper class of the school. In university, top students were worthless. Relying on one's father was the way of the king. But it was different if the family was rich and a top student. Zhang Mingyu was such a person.
He was rich and a top student. But he was also handsome. He didn't give Qin Ze and other passers-by a chance. Zhang Mingyu became popular on the first day of school because he drove a Porsche sports car to school. Someone took a picture of him and posted it on the campus forum. Girls were shouting that they wanted to have babies with him.
As soon as Zhang Mingyu entered the classroom, Qin Ze and the others heard a lot of noise coming from inside, mixed with the girls' exclamations.
Li Liang said sourly, "So arrogant. So what if your family is rich?"
Zhao Baliang continued, "So what if he is handsome?"
Liu Ziqiang said faintly, "So what if he is a top student?"
Qin Ze finally concluded, "I really want to kill him."
Class was about to start. Qin Ze and the others quickly finished their ice cream cones and walked into the classroom. In the spacious lecture hall, more than 200 people were sitting in the dark. This large classroom could accommodate 500 people, so it was not crowded. Qin Ze and the others chose a seat with few people and sat down. Zhang Mingyu sat on their left near the aisle and was talking to his companions in a low voice. The seats around Zhang Mingyu were occupied by female students who coveted his beauty and money.
This kind of person was the center of attention wherever he went.
There were a few girls next to Qin Ze who were talking excitedly. "Zhang Mingyu, Zhang Mingyu is here too."
"So handsome. If only I could be his girlfriend."
"Go away. I am his true love. It's just that he hasn't noticed me yet."
"He is young and rich. His grades are so good. He is the nation's prince charming. If I could have a relationship with him, my four years of school would not have been in vain."
"In your dreams. His girlfriend is the prettiest in the faculty."
"Humph, we have to believe that the prettiest in the faculty is the scenery in Oppa Mingyu's life. We are his true home."
Qin Ze thought to himself, Damn retards.
At this time, a girl poked Qin Ze's arm with a pen and said impatiently, "Hey, classmate, you are blocking my photo."
Qin Ze turned his head and saw that the girls were taking photos with their phones. He didn't have to guess that they were going to post it on the school forum to show off. The title must be something like "The Surprising Appearance of Prince Charming Zhang Mingyu." There were too many posts like this and he had seen many of them.
Li Liang said with a dark face, "If you want to take photos, take them outside. It is class time now."
The girl sneered. "Why do you care? It's not like we are taking photos of you. Who are you? "
"Jealous of the school hunk. You can tell just by looking at his face full of envy and jealousy. He looks so ugly."
"Even if you take photos for us, we won't take photos."
"Hot shots, hot shots."
"Hahaha!"
Li Liang exploded in anger.
Qin Ze tugged at his sleeve and shook his head. There was no need to quarrel with girls. It would be embarrassing if he lost, and it wouldn't be something to be proud of if he won.
When the bell rang, a middle-aged man walked in from the classroom door. He was wearing a casual suit and his hair was neatly combed. He had a square face and a serious expression. He was middle-aged and had a reserved temperament. This was probably the so-called "a man in his forties". As soon as he appeared, the classroom immediately quieted down.
Professor Qin was here!
Professor Qin scanned the large classroom and nodded his head. He turned on the calculator and took out the teaching materials from his briefcase. He said in a clear voice, "Today, we will not take attendance. It will save you guys the trouble of shouting" Here "for your classmates. Every time I see it, I feel embarrassed to point it out."
The classroom was filled with laughter.
"Today, I will talk about two key topics in international finance: foreign exchange theory and practice, and financial engineering. Open the books …"
Qin Ze lowered his head and tried not to be noticed by the old man. He aimlessly browsed through the points store in high spirits. This class was not a professional class, and the final exam was also an open-book exam. He was not worried. At the end of the semester, the old man would put a stack of teaching materials in front of him and mark out the key topics. He just had to follow the old man's ideas and study. Not to mention that he was good at everything, he would definitely not fail.
The class gradually came to an end.
"Before class ends, I will give everyone a task." Professor Qin opened a slide on the computer and projected it on the big screen through the projector. It was actually densely packed Russian.
What the hell?
The students were stunned.
"This paragraph is an excerpt from the Russian economist Andrei Petronas. Peter's "A Hundred Years of Monetary History". Andrei has always been a criticized economist in Russia. He did not write many books and was not famous, but there are many interesting things in his books. It is very chewy. This is a very interesting paragraph that I have picked out. There is no Chinese translation at the moment. Later, download it from my network drive and translate it. Also, write a review of no less than a thousand words. Just send the homework to my email. "
Professor Qin was showing off his Russian again.
All the students thought at the same time.
Qin Ze silently covered his face. His father was proficient in Russian, English, and Japanese. From time to time, he would show off in class.
"Professor Qin, there is no need." Zhang Mingyu suddenly stood up with a calm look on his face as if he was the main character. He said, "Yəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəə
He actually recited the paragraph in fluent Russian. There was a bit of jerkiness in his pronunciation, but other than Professor Qin, no one could hear the flaws. The girls in the class were shocked and screamed non-stop.
The faces of Qin Ze's roommates changed. F * ck, he is handsome, rich, and more talented than you. The heavens are not fair!
Zhang Mingyu paused and said with confidence, "This paragraph talks about the transition from the era of gold to the era of credit notes. Some of the social changes caused by the transition. The author has high hopes for the future of credit notes and some speculations about the future of finance. I have to say, this is a very far-sighted economist. "
"Clap clap clap!"
There was applause. The girls were so excited that their faces turned red.
At this time, Qin Ze received a message: "There is a task reminder. Please check it!"
"Oh my god, Zhang Mingyu knows Russian."
"He is indeed my idol. I like him so much."
"Amazing. This man is so outstanding."
"I heard that his family has a listed company that is invested in by Russian investors. It is not surprising that he knows Russian."
"Who said that my Mingyu is a rich second-generation hedonist? I will get angry with you."
"That's right. Some boys don't work hard because their family is poor. They only know how to be envious and jealous. "
The last girl to speak glared fiercely at Li Liang, Qin Ze, and the others. Her photo was blocked by them and she had a quarrel.
"Who are you scolding?" Li Liang was angry.
"Classmate, your ugly face makes me very unhappy." Liu Ziqiang said.
Zhao Baliang did not speak. He glared at the girl. But she was not afraid of him at all.
"Oh, you won't let people talk."
"That's right. You will be poor for the rest of your life."
"No wonder you don't have a girlfriend. Only a blind person would like you. You can't compare to my idol."
"Look at how self-aware this classmate is. He didn't say a word."
A girl pouted angrily at Qin Ze.
There was a burst of laughter.
Qin Ze turned to look at her and suddenly stood up. "Professor Qin, I have a different opinion."
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