Chapter 935 Lesson 1
The light screen floating in the sky showed the appearance of the person in real time. The students sitting in the audience were all stunned, with different focuses.
At first glance, I didn't recognize him, but he was so handsome.
At second glance, what was he holding in his arms?
Cheng Zheng ignored more than a thousand inquiring eyes and walked towards the podium in the center. When he arrived, he put down the storage box in his arms. He didn't know what he did, and the podium dropped to half of its original height, and the chair rose at the same time.
Seeing this young man sitting down calmly, the freshmen guessed his identity later and were surprised by this guess.
"Mr. Cheng? Oh, he should be called Principal Cheng." Su He murmured, "Is it really him?"
"So handsome..." Bai Yanzhu was stunned. She didn't actually want to use "handsome" to describe it, but she couldn't think of a more accurate word for a while.
The current aesthetics of Longguo tend to be delicate and harmless. Most young celebrities have delicate eyebrows and eyes and gentle temperament. It is inevitable to get visual fatigue if you see them too much. Cheng Zheng has an outstanding appearance, but he is not handsome in the general sense. If we have to use a word to describe him, "cold" and "positive" are more appropriate.
He has a well-proportioned figure and excellent proportions. His facial features are three-dimensional, but not exaggeratedly deep. He just neutralizes the advantages of strong and light colors, and his bones are more important than his skin. Looking closely at his appearance, the distance between his eyebrows and eyes is narrow, and his eyes are long and narrow, which makes him very aggressive. However, his dark and deep eyes give people a sense of indifference, as if he is a beast lying down to rest and sleeping with his eyes closed. Once someone approaches without knowing what is good for him, his beast pupils will open two thin and dangerous gaps.
However, these are the feelings that arise when looking at the close-up of the light screen. Students like Wanfeng who sit in the middle and back first feel Cheng Zheng's overall temperament.
Cheng Zheng, who has deliberately restrained his ferocity, is no longer as fierce and aggressive as when he faced "Not Gray" and "Thousand Colors". The calm aura emanating from his body makes these freshmen who can bury themselves in books and experiments for a whole day feel more intimate. As scientific research geeks who work hard, they all share some common auras.
Back on the stage, Cheng Zheng, who sat facing the students, calmly took out a cup of black coffee from the storage box, which was bitter by the color, and then took out... two bags of snacks.
Everyone:?
Wait a minute, is this a bit too down-to-earth?
The freshmen who were sitting in a row waiting for the principal (idol) to speak blinked, looking confused.
Then their own seats moved, and the familiar three-layer storage box during the opening exam appeared from the ground and rose to everyone's hands, but this time it was filled with simple snacks, no soups except for drinks, and there were unexpectedly many desserts.
After all, freshmen like You Dai who can arrive at school a long time in advance are rare. Some of them even arrive at the auditorium on time, and have not yet gone to the dormitory, let alone eat. At this time, Qin Keda's move to provide food directly after talking about the basic matters was really considerate, not to mention that the principal took the lead, and the little carrot heads in the audience had no psychological burden and reached out to find food.
Cheng Zheng, who had already torn open the snack bag and put it next to him, stuffed the bone biscuit into his mouth with one hand and operated the screen embedded in the podium with the other hand.
[What do you want to know? ]
A window popped up on the students' tablets. Below the question was the answer input box, which looked like a short-answer question on a test paper. There was also a summary list on the side, but because no one had submitted the answer yet, the list was still empty.
Everyone immediately stood up, and a variety of answers crowded into the summary table in front of Cheng Zheng.
[The structural principle of Qin Ke Tower]
[Is the light ladder in front of the auditorium magnetically suspended? ]
[Hello, principal, I have a few questions about holographic projection technology...]
You Dai was also typing, but when he saw that a question similar to his appeared in the list, he suddenly became lazy and directly pressed the +1 in the lower right corner of that answer, using his action to express "I am the same".
Cheng Zheng ate while waiting, and during this period, he expressionlessly crossed out the one that said [The principal's assistant lady is so beautiful. May I ask if she is still single?], and the chewing sound in his mouth became slightly louder.
Three minutes later, the pop-up window for answering disappeared, and the summary list was displayed on all students' tablets for a few seconds, leaving the top three items, which were the "top three questions that freshmen wanted to know the most" according to statistics.
A projection screen as big as two-thirds of the wall appeared behind Cheng Zheng, and the content was synchronized to everyone's screen in real time, which was very convenient for listening to the lecture with your head down or looking up when your neck was sore (and enjoying the handsome face of the president).
Cheng Zheng found a military-style ear-hanging single-sided headset from somewhere, and after wearing it, he started talking from the first question.
He talked for a while, stopped to eat something, drank two sips of coffee, and continued talking after swallowing everything in his mouth. It was obvious that he was giving the students in the audience time to digest.
Five minutes into the lecture, Wan Feng was focused and full of fighting spirit.
Who would have thought that the first class of Qinke University was taught by Principal Cheng himself? It was so cool, what is a successful star chase!
A quarter of an hour into the lecture, Wan Feng turned off the silent mode.
The chewing sounds nearby didn't matter. She really needed to listen to the opinions of her classmates, otherwise she couldn't keep up.
Half an hour into the lecture, Wan Feng's hand began to tremble as she took notes.
Help... I can't understand...
Cheng Zheng paused his lecture again on the stage. He had finished the bag of bone biscuits. He opened a new bag of snacks and chewed quietly with his mouth shut.
Wanfeng took this opportunity to turn around and look at You Dai with a pleading look, and then saw You Dai leaning back against the back of the chair, in a paralyzed posture, with chocolate in his left hand and oolong tea in his right hand, eating and drinking.
He met Wanfeng's gaze: "I don't understand, forget it."
Wanfeng: "..."
You should hold on a little longer!!!
You Dai was lying dead, and Wanfeng suddenly felt that he was even more exhausted.
In fact, she was relatively good. Students like Su He, who were more inclined to liberal arts, had already overloaded their brains ten minutes ago, and their whole faces were filled with a breath of "broken, CPU burned".
After 40 minutes of lecture, Cheng Zheng made a concise five-minute class summary, then opened the third bag of snacks and continued to eat silently.
A reminder window with the words "Twenty-minute break between classes" popped up, and the sound of heads hitting the table was heard in the auditorium.
Another pop-up window popped up, which was for class feedback. There were three options: [Understood, please continue], [Basically understood, have questions], [Not understood]
Wanfeng chewed the chocolate and chose the last one with tears in her eyes.
She now understood why there were so many sweets in the food supply box. She really needed to replenish her brain after a class...
Wanfeng wrote down where she didn't understand in the input box after the jump while eating. Fortunately, the summary list next to it was filled with answers one after another, indicating that there were many freshmen who didn't keep up, which made Wanfeng feel a little better.
With ten minutes left before the end of the break, a new pop-up announcement appeared. The general idea was that because more than 90% of the students did not fully understand the teaching content, the next class would focus on answering questions and discussions. Students who understood could leave first and move freely.
Wanfeng: "..."
Although I know there was a second class, and I also feel the consideration of Teacher Cheng to adjust the course schedule according to the students' situation, why do I have a strong illusion that "I am a bad student, so the teacher kept me to make up for the lessons"...
There was a commotion not far away, and Wanfeng turned his head and found that someone really moved.
It was a girl with a quiet temperament, with very long hair, flowing down like water. She was wearing a gorgeous little dress and a short cape-style school uniform on her upper body. There were three stripes on the collar, which was eye-catching in all aspects.
But what attracted the most attention was that she was sitting in a wheelchair, and the part where her legs should be was only the collapsed skirt. At this time, the wheelchair was driving automatically, carrying her to the exit of the auditorium.
Wanfeng looked at it blankly and heard You Dai's voice.
"Codename 'Princess'," he said, "Student number 1 # 0001, she is really...a genius."
He added: "In my heart, she is the best in the whole school."
Wanfeng responded with mixed feelings, looked down at her intact limbs, stuffed the remaining half of the chocolate into her mouth, pulled out a notebook that was almost full of red marks, and started to chew it according to the explanations of terms and terms provided by Xiaofeng.
A few minutes later, she heard the mechanical sound of the seat being lowered and recovered from beside her, and turned around to see that it was You Dai who stood up.
Wanfeng:?
You Dai stretched his waist and said: "I'm sleepy, I'll leave first."
Wanfeng: "...Wait, didn't you understand?"
"Oh." You Dai slowly picked up the two boxes of desserts that he hadn't finished eating, "I just thought about it again and understood."
Wanfeng: "..."
Be a human being, okay? !
2600+, one day off tomorrow (8.27).