Chapter 12 Professor Zhu's lecture astonished the audience
Zhu Lan cleared his throat and made a "quiet" gesture.
The whispers from the audience really died down, and most people looked at Zhu Lan on the stage with an interested look.
"Hello everyone, my name is Zhu Lan, today I will explain to you the chapter "Li Ren" in The Analects of Confucius..."
Zhu Lan stood on the stage, holding the manuscript in his hand, and began to explain by citing classics.
The confusion on the faces of the teachers grew deeper and deeper.
This female student must be standing on the podium for the first time, giving a lecture in front of so many teachers and students, how could she be so calm and composed! ?
Not only was he not at all restrained, but he was strolling around leisurely with a smile on his face, only occasionally glancing at the manuscript in his hand.
Moreover, what she said was not only accurate and to the point, but also had unique perspectives. How could she be like a student of Master Xie?
"Master Dean, this... is really a student from Class T?"
Master Li asked Ouyang Ye with some surprise, completely forgetting that he had just threatened him to report to the headmaster.
Ouyang Ye nodded slightly.
The teachers looked at each other in surprise: This girl is amazing!
Inside the Wulei Pavilion, the looks of the students in Class C gradually changed from mocking to serious.
Zhu Lan's voice seemed to have a kind of magic that had completely captured their thoughts.
Only Zhao Wenyuan's expression became increasingly ugly, and Zhu Qingyan also frowned.
The two of them were preoccupied with their own thoughts and had no intention of listening to the class at all.
Zhu Qingyan saw with his own eyes yesterday that Zhao Wenyuan stole Zhu Lan's manuscript and hid it under a willow tree in the corner of Qingya Garden.
Where on earth did Zhu Lan get the manuscript?!
Moreover, isn’t it rumored that Mr. Zhu’s granddaughter is an uneducated fool?
But in fact, the rumored idiot was now standing on the podium of Wulei Pavilion, full of high spirits!
Originally, I hoped that Zhao Wenyuan and Xu Shejian would practice together and embarrass Zhu Lan in public.
I didn’t expect Zhao Wenyuan to be such a loser who can’t even handle such a small matter!
Zhu Qingyan almost crushed the paper in his hand.
Zhu Lan taught this class for about half an hour, until she bowed to the teachers and students below the stage, and the students gradually came back to their senses.
Is this... the end?
Why do I have a feeling that it’s not enough?
Ding Xiaoqiu was the first to clap his hands, and soon, thunderous applause broke out in the Wulei Pavilion.
The boy next to Xiang Wenyuan was also clapping, and he slapped him:
"Didn't you just say you brought two rotten eggs to throw? Go ahead and throw them!"
The boy covered his head and argued quietly:
"I couldn't memorize this article at first, but after she explained it, I suddenly remembered it all."
Someone behind also said:
"Yes, yes, every time the teacher talks about this, I wake up while listening. Junior Sister Zhu's talk is much more interesting!"
After being shocked, the teachers felt ashamed when they thought of their previous behavior.
Master Li stood up first and bowed to Ouyang Ye:
"Master Dean, please forgive my rudeness. This female student is indeed unexpected."
The other teachers also sighed with emotion, saying that there are always talented people in every generation, but they are indeed old and cannot keep up with the teaching methods that young people like!
Ouyang Ye responded, "Since the teachers have no objection, when the dean comes back, would you be willing to join me in advising and establishing a system for students to give lectures?"
Several people said in unison: "Of course!"
Master Li looked at Zhu Lan on the stage again and asked her loudly if she would be willing to take out the manuscript for the students to read and study.
Zhu Lan smiled slightly and slowly raised the manuscript in his hand. Everyone present was stunned.
It turned out to be a stack of empty white paper!
Qiao Youyou in the audience admired Zhao Wenyuan's wonderful expression and smiled at Qin Yuwei beside her:
"Tsk tsk, she definitely wouldn't have thought that our Lanlan has a photographic memory!"
Qin Yuwei couldn't help but curl her lips: "It's a pity that I didn't catch her, otherwise I would definitely punish her."
Ouyang Ye and the others were also shocked. Zhu Lan had been speaking on the stage for an hour, relying entirely on his memory! ?
Ouyang Ye suppressed the shock in his heart and asked her what was going on.
When they heard that the manuscript had been stolen, several teachers immediately frowned and asked her if she knew who did it.
Such a terrible incident actually happened in the academy, and the perpetrator must be severely punished!
Zhu Lan shook his head but looked at Zhao Wenyuan.
"What? Someone actually deliberately stole Junior Sister Zhu's manuscript?"
"She must be jealous of Junior Sister Zhu's talent!"
Zhao Wenyuan glanced around guiltily, but soon calmed down.
When she went to steal the manuscript yesterday, Supervisor Xu had already called everyone out, so no one should have seen her.
Ouyang Ye walked up to the podium with a sullen face, raised the stack of white papers, and glanced at the people below. The Wulei Pavilion suddenly fell silent.
"Whoever did it can be given a lighter punishment if he comes forward. If I find out..."
Ouyang Ye’s gaze was sharp, making people terrified.
Zhao Wenyuan's heart almost jumped out of his throat.
It won’t be discovered, it won’t be discovered…
At this time, Aunt Zhu, who was in charge of cleaning the academy, came in with a broom and said in a loud voice:
"What? Manuscript? I found this thing when I was cleaning the yard this morning. Let's see if it's what you're looking for!"
She held up a wad of crumpled papers.
Zhao Wenyuan only took a glance, and his expression suddenly changed -
It was clearly buried under the tree, how could it be found!
Zhu Lan read it and said that it was exactly her manuscript.
Ouyang Ye asked Aunt Zhu where she found it. Aunt Zhu said that when she was cleaning Qingya Garden in the morning, she noticed that the soil under the willow tree had been dug up in a mess, which was very eye-catching. She found it when she went over to clean up.
The more Zhao Wenyuan listened, the more frightened she became. It was impossible. She had clearly flattened the soil before leaving!
However...even if Aunt Zhu happened to find it, she couldn't prove that she stole the manuscript.
Zhao Wenyuan breathed a sigh of relief.
"Oh, by the way, I also picked this up nearby." Aunt Zhu suddenly remembered something and took out something and handed it to Ouyang Ye.
It was a handkerchief with Zhao Wenyuan's name embroidered on it!
Ouyang Ye angrily threw the handkerchief in front of Zhao Wenyuan and asked her if she had anything else to say.
When Zhao Wenyuan saw the handkerchief, his expression suddenly became as if he had seen a ghost.
How is it possible! She clearly put the handkerchief in the study and never carried it with her. How could it appear in the yard?
"Who hurt me... Was it you, was it you!" She suddenly grabbed Zhu Qingyan, and the only person who could get the handkerchief was her roommate.
Xue Mei quickly grabbed her and said, "Zhao Wenyuan, are you crazy? Why did Senior Sister Qingyan harm you? "
"It's either you or you!" Zhao Wenyuan pointed at Xue Mei and her roommate Jiang Xueer who was sitting in the distance.
Xue Mei frowned. Why was he biting people like a mad dog?
There was a slight sneer on Zhu Qingyan's lips. She rubbed her fingers, which seemed to still be damp from the soil.
"Where were you when Qingyayuan distributed lamp oil last night?" Ouyang Ye asked someone to get the records, but Zhao Wenyuan's name was the only one not on it.
Zhao Wenyuan finally couldn't bear the pressure anymore, started crying, and admitted that she had stolen the manuscript.
But she couldn't figure out what happened to the handkerchief and kept muttering that someone was trying to harm her.
The theft incident had extremely bad consequences, and Zhao Wenyuan was ordered to suspend his classes and was no longer allowed to live in the academy from that day on.
Such treatment is tantamount to expulsion from school.
Qin Yuwei, in the audience, tapped her chin lightly with her slender fingers, her eyes full of playfulness.
It seems that Zhao Wenyuan does not know how to restrain himself and has made too many enemies.
There are others trying to deal with her.
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