Rebirth 09 to be a male god

Chapter 244 The new beautiful teacher

Author: Monday Bird

Chapter 244 The new beautiful teacher

During the period when Zhou Muyan was not in school, Zhang Anhao has always been an excellent student in the class. Whether it is active study or friendly to classmates, in fact, Zhang Anhao is not as ill-informed as he imagined. On the contrary, Zhang Anhao, who lives in such a family, seems more mature than some people, so after Zhou Muyan left, Zhang Anhao naturally became the class monitor.

However, after Zhou Muyan came back, the form changed, just like when he was having dinner that day. Although Zhou Muyan no longer served as the class monitor, Zhao Yang still happily called out one by one. Most of the classmates in the class were like this. People were always realistic, like a star suddenly appeared in the class. Although he would not deliberately please him, he would always smile at Zhou Muyan when he met him.

This is true for students and teachers. And compared to Zhang Anhao's deliberateness, Zhou Muyan is more comfortable, which makes people feel relaxed.

Because of Zhou Muyan's existence, the atmosphere of the classroom in Class 1 of Architecture has changed and is not so dull, because Zhou Muyan would joke with the teacher, and the teacher would respond with a smile. After this, the students next to him would also laugh.

Only Zhang Anhao couldn't laugh. He felt that Zhou Muyan's way of doing this was delaying his study time, but Zhang Anhao wouldn't say it. He was just listening to the class silently there.

Logically speaking, Professor Li, the teacher in the last semester, should have been from the first year of the year to the junior year. At that time, Professor Li said in his first class that they should be the last group of students led by Professor Li. Who would have thought that after teaching for one semester, he turned around and left because the situation changed.

In this way, a teacher was vacant in architecture.

On the first Friday of school, the classroom was full of students. It had been two minutes since class was held. The new teacher had not come yet. The students were a little gossiped and didn't know who the new one would be.

"There are only a few old professors who can be named in our college. Professor Li has left. I don't know which teacher the school will send to us."

"Oh, although Professor Li has a little weird temper, he teaches really well. I heard that he studied in Russia when he was young."

Several students were talking and talking.

At this time, I saw a woman with slightly curly hair wearing a somewhat translucent white shirt with a small suspender of the same color, and a large area of ​​snow-whiteness was exposed between her neck.

She pays great attention to jewelry outfits, whether it is the golden necklace worn on her neck or the earrings on her ears, they just highlight her temperament.

She was wearing a French-style khaki half-length skirt and a pair of cool screaming small high heels.

Holding professional books in your hand and wearing a little dull lipstick makes people feel like they are not allowed to enter.

As soon as he appeared, the classmates in the class were stunned for a moment and whispered there, "Wow, who is this?"

Wen Lan put professional books on the table. Her voice was as cold as ever, different from the pretentious voices of the later generations. Her voice gave people a feeling of not entering the newborn, and a bit glutinous: "Hello, classmates,"

Wen Lan lowered her head to get the chalk, greeted the students, and then wrote the beautiful words "Wen Lan" on the black pen behind.

Putting down the chalk, Wen Lan looked around and said lightly: "My name is Wen Lan. From today on, I will take you to learn two courses: architectural mechanics, residential architectural principles and design."

It was late September, and it was late summer. The sycamore trees in the school were still lush, the lawns on the playground were also green, and under the trees outside the classroom, sparrows were screaming tirelessly.

The afternoon weather was a little tired. Looking out the window, I could only see a tall woman standing on the podium and not knowing what she was talking about, but the people in the audience listened seriously.

Since this year, Wen Lan has officially become a lecturer and associate professor at Jinling College. She first introduced her study experience, then what awards she has won and what architectural majors she is good at. Every time she said, the students in the audience always cheered together. Wen Lan had no expressions of cheering the students, but just said it on her own, hoping that the next process of getting along would be happy.

"Okay, let's learn first today," Wen Lan said, writing down the reputation of the course on the blackboard again. Some students were still discussing Wen Lan, a young teacher, and they also asked students to start to open their notebooks and start recording the teacher's lecture content.

Zhou Muyan, Tang Wan and Qin Mengyao sat together. Qin Mengyao felt that the woman looked familiar. After thinking for a long time, he whispered to Zhou Muyan next to him: "Isn't this your neighbor? So powerful?"

Qin Mengyao was talking about the honor Wen Lan mentioned when she introduced herself just now. Zhou Muyan shrugged and said with a smile: "Actually, I just knew it."

Wei Zijin said curiously: "Why, do you know each other?"

Qin Mengyao started chatting with Wei Zijin with some gossip, saying that Teacher Wen Lan lives next to Zhou Muyan’s house! I met him once when I went to Zhou Muyan’s house!

"God! It's over, she must have a bad impression of me!" Qin Mengyao suddenly thought of something, and she had an ominous premonition.

Wei Zijin asked strangely: "How could you meet Wen Lan at Zhou Muyan's house?"

"Uh," Qin Mengyao was speechless for a moment, not knowing how to explain. At this time, Tang Wan, who was sitting on the other side of Zhou Muyan, said: "Last semester, Yaoyao and Li Zhihao often went to Zhou Muyan's house. By the way, Zijin, you seem to have never been to Zhou Muyan's house, right?"

"I," I was asked this at such a time, why did it feel very shameful to have never been to Zhou Muyan's house? Wei Zijin glanced at Zhou Muyan next to her and could only say in a joke tone: "Zhou Muyan has never invited me."

"Does this require invitation? You won't come by yourself?" Zhou Muyan said with a smile.

After hearing Zhou Muyan's words, Tang Wan and Qin Mengyao both burst into laughter.

Just as everyone was laughing, they suddenly found that Wen Lan on the podium seemed to be not teaching. Everyone raised their heads, but found that Wen Lan was staring at several people on the stage at this time.

Several girls were thin-skinned. Seeing Teacher Wen's eyes, they quickly lowered their heads. Zhou Muyan was thick-skinned. The main reason was that Zhou Muyan thought that he was not laughing just now, so what did it have to do with him? He has always been studying hard.

So Wen Lan looked at Zhou Muyan for a few seconds, and finally sighed: "Please get up and answer this question, right?"

Wen Lan called Zhou Muyan, and Zhou Muyan also answered truthfully.

This question is actually a bit difficult, it is just a professional noun explanation. Others searched for a long time but couldn't find out where the knowledge was. As a result, Zhou Muyan didn't even have a book and said it directly, which surprised the students below. What a good guy, could Zhou Muyan have to preview the knowledge in class when he goes to college?

So Zhao Na and the girls were surprised by Zhou Muyan's knowledgeable and powerful memory, and slapped them sparsely. After Zhou Muyan finished answering, he still stared at Wen Lan with a smile on his face.

Wen Lan looked at Zhou Muyan with a blank expression and said after a long time: "It's great, no wonder Zhou can talk to girls in my class. It seems that my class is very good."

Someone gloatingly covered his mouth and laughed when he heard Wen Lan's words. Zhou Muyan said no, but he felt that it was superficial and needed more teaching from Teacher Wen.

"Sit down, please try to keep quiet in my class." Wen Lan had no choice but to say politely.

Zhou Muyan nodded and turned to sit down.

The main reason is that the wife of the left and right is still covering her mouth and laughing. She feels that she is laughing at Zhou Muyan. Whether it is Tang Wan or Qin Mengyao, they all regard Zhou Muyan offending Wen Lan as a fun thing, which makes Zhou Muyan speechless and pinched the two girls' thighs on both sides.

The two girls quickly shrank their legs and made small movements under the table, but on the table, the three of them looked as usual.

Two architectural mechanics classes in the afternoon finally ended at 4:30 pm. At this time, girls who were studying hard had gathered at the podium to ask Wen Lan for questions. Some girls were directly addicted to Teacher Wen Lan's temperament, and said in a silly manner there, Teacher Wen, I feel you are so beautiful.

Faced with such questions from classmates, Wen Lan could only smile and say thank you.

At this time, Zhou Muyan, Tang Wan and Qin Mengyao were also dealing with each other, and Tang Wan and Qin Mengyao were still laughing at the fact that Zhou Muyan was caught by Wen Lan.

Qin Mengyao coughed twice over there and whispered: "This classmate Zhou, I know you are very awesome, but please keep quiet in my class."

Tang Wan giggled over there, and Zhou Muyan gave them speechlessly and said, "Are you sick? You are clearly chatting, okay? Am I taking the blame for you?"

"That's not what it should be? It's not the blame for finding you? Otherwise, why should we talk to you?" Qin Mengyao said proudly.

Tang Wan said over there: "That's it!"

Zhou Muyan didn't bother to pay attention to these two girls, so he got up and wanted to go out, and followed the two girls to the door of the classroom.

Wen Lan was already superior to all the students, and was wearing high heels. She was surrounded by a group of female classmates and looked outstanding. Seeing that Zhou Muyan was about to leave, she said, "Zhou Muyan."

"?" Zhou Muyan looked at Wen Lan curiously.

"You can wait a moment and go to the office with me."

"???" Zhou Muyan was confused. What's going on? He still had to stay in get out of class after class? Should he write a review?

After hearing this, Tang Wan and Qin Mengyao smiled even happier.

Zhou Muyan felt wronged and said, "No, teacher, they were the ones who just spoke."

"Just stay."

“??”

Tang Wan and Qin Mengyao were gloating there, and Tang Wan said, "Well, Zhou Muyan, are we not waiting for you?"

"That's right, teacher, please punish him hard and write a five thousand words of review!" Qin Mengyao said.

After hearing this, Zhou Muyan directly dunked the chestnut on Qin Mengyao's forehead.

"Ao~ Teacher, Zhou Muyan beat me!" Qin Mengyao felt aggrieved.

"Shut up!" Zhou Muyan said.

Wen Lan just watched Zhou Muyan flirt with several girls, and said lightly: "Zhou Muyan, you can't bully girls."

Qin Mengyao and Tang Wan laughed.

Zhou Muyan knew that Wen Lan would stay not just because of the question of staying in the house, so she didn't say anything and stayed obediently. Tang Wan and Qin Mengyao made an appointment with Xia Xiaoxiao to have dinner together, so they didn't stay, so they said a goodbye to Zhou Muyan and left.

A group of students surrounded Wen Lan, and they didn’t ask a lot of professional knowledge, all of which were asked in a messy question. If a beautiful woman like Wen Lan in the next few years might be able to be an internet celebrity lecturer or something.

Wen Lan responded to answer a few questions and dispersed everyone, took Zhou Muyan away. Zhou Muyan walked behind Wen Lan, looking at Wen Lan's graceful body, swaying brightly, which was indeed a bit confusing.

Zhou Muyan has experienced many women now, but how can a girl in her 19000 or 200 compare with a woman in her thirties, especially her swaying figure when walking.

From Zhou Muyan's perspective, you can see Wen Lan's long hair, snow-white neck, and the buttocks wrapped in a long skirt. The earrings on his ears were gently shaking with Wen Lan's steps.

Wen Lan officially became a lecturer at Jinling University this year, which also means that she has her own office. Although it is not a single office, there are only four people in the entire office, and no one comes here normally. Wen Lan quickly brought Zhou Muyan to the office.

Wen Lan originally thought there was no one, but when he opened the door, Wen Lan was surprised to find that there was a boy in the office?

Zhang Anhao, who was packing up the reception table, stood up in a hurry.

Wen Lan raised his eyebrows slightly: "Why are you here?"

"Ah, Teacher Wen." Zhang Anhao was tall and wrinkled blue and white plaid shirt with a wash, which was very evident to the last century. His face was full of smiles: "I am Zhang Anhao from Construction Class 1. This is Teacher Wen. Before Professor Li left, I was tidying up the place. Then I thought, Teacher Wen, you just came here, and there must be no one to clean up the location. Anyway, I am idle, so I want to help you sort it out."

"Oh." Zhang Anhao's explanation was clear. Wen Lan didn't think it was anything. She walked to the seat in her high heels and sat down: "You can stop using it in the future."

"It's okay, Teacher Wen, I don't think it's troublesome, and I think you can learn a lot of things around you." Zhang Anhao said sincerely.

"No, thank you very much, but I don't like others touching my things." After Wen Lan sat down, she found that her cup had been touched by others and frowned slightly, but she was not angry with the students after all. She was just a simple personal obsession with cleanliness.

Wen Lan's failure to get in, which made Zhang Anhao feel a little confused for a moment.

"That's it, you can go back first." Wen Lan said.

"I,"

Zhang Anhao was a little depressed, but he turned around and left. When he left, he looked at Zhou Muyan. He didn't say anything, nor did he show resentment, but a kind of depression.

After Zhang Anhao left, Wen Lan barely returned to normal. He glanced at Zhou Muyan, found out what was writing and drawing on the notebook, and said lightly: "In theory, I shouldn't care about you. In fact, I don't want to care about you, but your father and Qing please me."

"Do you really like architecture?" Wen Lan asked with his head raised.

"Um,"

I remember when I first entered my freshman year, Zhou Guowei did ask Wen Lan specifically. At that time, Wen Lan refused Zhou Muyan's freshman year and had nothing to teach Zhou Muyan.

But in a blink of an eye, Zhou Muyan is already in her sophomore year. After a year of training, Wen Lan also listened to Zhou Muyan's experience.

For example, Zhou Muyan has always said in the media that making movies is just a whim, and he will focus more on his studies next. He does like the major of architecture very much.

And when multiple teachers ask, the answer is also: movies are interests and architecture is hobbies.

As well as Wen Lan's personal exam, the terms Wen Lan said in class were not difficult to explain, but no matter how hard it was, it needed to remember it specifically, but Zhou Muyan could blurt out directly.

This shows that Zhou Muyan is really willing to work hard on construction.

In the past, Wen Lan did not teach Zhou Muyan, so there was no reason to refuse. Now Wen Lan has become Zhou Muyan's teacher. If he didn't teach Zhou Muyan, it would be really unreasonable.

"I don't know what your foundation is. This is the plan I will be responsible for this year. I need to bring a few students. If you are interested, you can take it back and take it."

As he said that, Wen Lan took out a design plan from the drawer and handed it to Zhou Muyan.

It is a renovation plan for an old town in Jinling, hoping to create an art block.

Location analysis, waterscape analysis, block landscaping.

Zhou Muyan browsed roughly.

Wen Lan said: "I roughly know your situation, and I don't know where your level is, but I want to say that if you are sure to learn architecture, you will be very tired because you have to go to the site to measure the specific distance. Sometimes you even go to the construction site. I have heard of your achievements. I don't think you need to be so tired. You can choose to follow me or refuse. No matter what, I will respect your decision."

"Do you have a PDF?" Zhou Muyan just turned over two pages and felt too tired, so he asked instead.

Wen Lan looked at Zhou Muyan's serious look: "Yes."

"Then you send it to me. It's too tiring to look at it like this. And I looked at it. This design plan is just the first draft, only about the approximate value. Oh yes, what are you going to let me do, teacher?" Zhou Muyan asked sincerely.

Seeing that Zhou Muyan didn't look like he was pretending, Wen Lan said, "I'll send you all the PDF and other files. Then our task is to measure the specific values ​​in the plan and make specific modifications based on the values."

"Okay, add WeChat?" Zhou Muyan took out his cell phone.

Wen Lan hesitated for a moment, and finally took out her cell phone. The two of them added me on WeChat. Regarding the notes, Wen Lan looked at Zhou Muyan in front of her.

The son of the sister's lover?

After thinking about it, Wen Lan felt that it was inappropriate, so she typed the word "student".

"Then teacher, do we have any questions in the future to communicate on WeChat?"

I have asked for leave these two days, and there is only one update, and I want to take the second-level college entrance examination.

It's really a second-level construction exam.

There is no way, everyone, writing novels is unstable, I always have to consider the future, so I want to take the second-level construction exam. If I get full-time in the future, I will post the second-level construction and pay social security.

(End of this chapter)