The Strongest Qi Refiner

A shadowy figure walked in from the door.

It was Ye Shengxue who had not seen him for a few days.

Ye Shengxue first raised her head and glanced at the full seat in front of her. A hint of surprise flashed in her beautiful eyes, and then she turned to look at Fang Yu and smiled sweetly.

Fang Yu nodded at Ye Shengxue.

However, Ye Shengxue's complexion was not very good. Although there was light makeup on her face, she couldn't hide her pale complexion and haggard eyes.

Ye Shengxue slowly walked towards the back of the classroom.

"Xue, Senior Sister, I'll give you this position." At this time, a freshman boy sitting next to the aisle, his face flushed red, and stood up.

"No, thank you, I'll stand in the back for a while." Ye Shengxue smiled.

After speaking, Ye Shengxue walked straight to the open space at the back of the classroom, and the boys who were crowded in a group consciously made way for the gap.

Not long after Ye Shengxue stood still, another girl who could not help attracting attention walked into the door of the classroom.

Song Liuge looked at Fang Yu, her beautiful eyes widened, and she said in surprise, "Fang Yu, it's really you, I always thought you were bragging!"

"I rarely brag." Fang Yu replied.

Song Liuge turned around and saw a packed classroom.

"Wow, you are so popular." Song Liuge said.

Fang Yu smiled lightly.

Most of the students just want to watch the fun.

"Then I'll find a seat first." Song Liuge waved to Fang Yu with a smile and walked to the seat above.

With the example of the freshman boy who voluntarily offered his seat just now, many boys stood up this time and offered their seat to Song Liuge.

Song Liuge's cheeks flushed, and she accepted the kindness of a boy in the front and sat down.

"bell……"

At this time, the class bell rang.

But the noise in the classroom did not decrease in the slightest.

After Ye Shengxue and Song Liuge arrived, the atmosphere in the classroom was extremely high!

The group of boys almost fell into a carnival.

It's just an elective course, and there are three goddesses of the school beauty level!

Ye Shengxue, Song Liuge, and Tang Xiaorou, who had already occupied the seat early in the morning!

Although I can't get in touch, being able to see it at such a close distance can also make boys feel extremely excited!

Damn, this is the right course to take!

Many boys thought to themselves.

"Xiaorou, do you really know this Fang Yu?" the girl sitting beside Tang Xiaorou asked curiously.

At this time, Tang Xiaorou's face was not very good-looking, she held the pen in her hand and looked at Fang Yu on the podium angrily.

Ye Shengxue and Song Liuge who appeared just now seem to know Fang Yu and are very close to Fang Yu.

How long has it been since school started? Fang Yu met two beauties!

"Xiaorou?" the girl next to her called again.

"Uh, yes, I know him. He used to be in a middle school with me and was my deskmate." Tang Xiaorou glanced at Song Liuge who was sitting not far in front and said.

Song Liuge seemed to have heard Tang Xiaorou's words, turned her head to look at Tang Xiaorou, and smiled lightly.

This smile made Tang Xiaorou stunned for a moment, and then the displeasure in her heart grew even higher.

"Be quiet."

At this moment, Fang Yu's voice suddenly reached the ears of every student present.

It was like Fang Yu was standing beside him.

How could his voice travel so far?

All the students in the classroom looked at the podium in front of them.

"My name is Fang Yu, and I'm a visiting professor at the Faculty of Arts. You should have heard of me." Fang Yu said while standing in front of the podium.

"Of course I have." Many students responded with laughter.

The classroom began to be noisy again.

They didn't take Fang Yu seriously at all.

Such a young visiting professor may be a relative of the leader who came in through the back door.

Although many people have heard of Fang Yu's miracle of college entrance examination results, no matter how good the college entrance examination results are, they do not think that Fang Yu has the qualifications to become a professor.

"This class is called literature and writing, but in fact, I just want to talk about literature. Writing relies on talent and accumulation. If you teach it, you can't learn it."

Fang Yu didn't care about the noise in the classroom at all, and said to himself.

But the strange thing is that he did not shout, but his voice was firmly transmitted to the ears of each student, which was extremely clear.

Hearing Fang Yu's words, the classroom immediately fell silent.

What does it mean?

Say they have no talent?

Many students were unhappy.

They were able to get into Nandu University, and everyone's scores on the college entrance examination were not bad. Most of them, from elementary school to high school, have always been among the top students in their class, with strong learning talents.

Even the old professors did not dare to comment on their talents.

But Fang Yu's words were extremely arrogant.

"Fang...Professor, right? You are contradicting yourself. I know that you have a perfect score in Chinese in the college entrance examination, and your writing is quite good. I recognize your talent. But you said accumulation... Everyone is about twenty years old. Young man, how much better can you accumulate than us?" An inch-headed boy sitting in the front row said with a sneer, "Don't you say that you started studying when you were a mother?"

As soon as these words came out, there was laughter around.

"If you really want to say that, then I have no choice but to admit that you are a bully." The inch-headed boy said proudly.

The laughter grew louder.

Tang Xiaorou in the back bit her pink lips, clenched her fists tightly, and said, "Does this boy know how to respect people? What is he talking about?"

"Professor Fang's statement just now was a bit too much... After all, he made fun of the students in the entire classroom at once." The girl next to her whispered.

Fang Yu looked at the short-headed boy and asked, "What's your name?"

But you want to file a complaint?

The inch-headed boy sneered and replied, "My name is Lu Wei, a freshman in the Department of Ancient Chinese Literature."

"Lu Wei, a good name." Fang Yu smiled lightly and said, "The reeds on the wall are top-heavy and light-footed. Bamboo shoots in the mountains, with a pointed mouth and a thick skin and a hollow belly."

This sentence was equally clearly transmitted to the ears of every student.

The meaning of the pair is obvious, and the students present can directly hear it.

This means that Lu Wei's knowledge level is low, and he has no real talent in his belly, but he has sharp teeth and a thick-skinned mouth.

Reed Luwei, the two are exactly homophonic, and the directivity is obvious.

Everyone looked at Lu Wei, only to see Lu Wei's face blushing, and he couldn't think of how to refute for a while.

Everyone looked at Fang Yu again, and their eyes had changed at this time.

Fang Yu, it seems that he really has two strokes, not just an exam machine.

"Reed... I'm sorry, Lu Wei's hypothetical question just now is very good."

"About accumulation, you think that accumulation takes a lot of time, but it's not. People who are truly gifted accumulate very quickly, and their memory is amazing, reaching the point where they can never forget. Whenever they come into contact with new knowledge, they I can quickly remember that I encountered it back then..."

"Forget it, this kind of talent is too far away from you, so I won't talk about it. I will start the literature class next." Fang Yu said.

The classroom finally quieted down, and many students stared at Fang Yu, wanting to see what kind of flowers Fang Yu could say.

"Okay, you can start asking questions." At this time, Fang Yu said suddenly.

The students were stunned.

Why are you asking questions all of a sudden?

He obviously hasn't said anything yet!

"The scope of literature is too big, and I don't know what to talk about. So let's just do this. If you have any questions about literature that you don't understand, you can ask them, and I will answer them for you." Fang Yu said.

You can still take classes like this! ?

The classroom was silent, and the students looked at each other.

At this time, a girl in the front row stood up.

It is Song Liuge.

The eyes of everyone in the classroom were immediately locked on Song Liuge.

"Professor Fang, I want to ask, what do you think of Liu Yan, a controversial writer in history?" Song Liuge asked.

Liu Yan?

Fang Yu had a strange look on his face.

According to the interpretation of today's literary circles, Liu Yan's humanistic attainments are extremely high, and he left behind many famous poems and paintings. His most famous work is "The Story of Double Ninth".

The controversy of this man is that he was extremely young when he became famous, exactly twenty years old.

All his poems and paintings that have been passed down to this day were completed when he was twenty years old.

And since the age of twenty, Liu Yan suddenly disappeared without a trace.

There is no historical record of his whereabouts, nor of his death.

This genius just disappeared into the long river of history.

Therefore, most of the current literary circles believe that Liu Yan does not exist. It may be someone from that era who compiled some unsigned works together, and unified the pseudonym Liu Yan.

Some people also believe that Liu Yan does exist, but it is not the original name, and the original author may not be able to identify himself for some reason.

In short, there are many theories about Liu Yan in the entire Chinese historical and literary circles, and there has been no conclusion.

"Professor?" Seeing Fang Yu stunned, Song Liuge asked again.

Fang Yu came back to his senses and smiled: "You asked the right person about this question."