As Jiang Cheng finished speaking, the entire lecture hall gradually fell silent...
Everyone was stunned!
All the students stared wide-eyed, mouths slightly agape, at him as he delivered a flawlessly fluent explanation of the theoretical doctrines.
Wow, you're really good at this! ???
Wasn't he just going on stage to maintain his dignity and pretend to be an expert?
Can it really translate?
Ai Hongzhe's eye twitched, and he was stunned for a long time when asked the question.
He didn't expect that Jiang Cheng wasn't just putting on a brave face, but actually had some real talent and skills!
They can even translate Ancient Greek?
I must say, the theoretical explanation given by the other party was completely correct and impeccable!
However, he couldn't praise the other person, and the string of pride in his heart was completely plucked.
"The explanation was alright..." he said stubbornly.
"Alright, I'll continue."
Jiang Cheng used his pen to mark the key points on those words, and continued to speak eloquently and fluently!
He began by explaining Plato's educational philosophy and its theoretical foundations in a simple and easy-to-understand way, and not only did he talk, but he also interacted with Professor Ai from time to time.
The other party could only grit their teeth and answer a couple of times, occasionally giving perfunctory "uh-huh" responses, their facial expressions becoming increasingly unpleasant.
He spoke for a full five minutes, leaving the students in the audience completely stunned.
They didn't understand what Professor Ai was saying, but Jiang Cheng's explanation was clear and concise, with a clear structure!
Zhao Xuerou's eyes gradually brightened. Jiang Cheng, standing on the podium, exuded confidence from head to toe, and his eyes were filled with the brilliance of erudition.
She was dressed so simply, and her hair hadn't been styled in a long time.
But the aura she exudes is captivating.
"A person with a wealth of knowledge naturally exudes elegance."
She couldn't help but think of this ancient poem.
Qi Feng's gaze lingered on Jiang Cheng for a moment. He listened with great effort for a while, but found that he couldn't understand anything at all. Jiang Cheng was an ignorant person who had never attended a class. He even paid to go to university, so naturally he didn't understand any educational theories.
"What the hell?" he muttered.
"......"
Hearing this complaint, Zhao Xuerou felt an awkward embarrassment; Qi Feng's cultural literacy was quite worrying.
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