Chapter 291 Classmates, what kind of job do you want to do after graduation?
In the early morning, Cheng Xuyuan was woken up by his familiar biological clock.
I don’t know if it was because of the alcohol I drank yesterday, or because of what Li Yufei said to me yesterday.
Even now, Cheng Xuyuan still feels his mind is confused.
After going to the toilet and washing his face, Cheng Xuyuan, feeling much refreshed, went to his study.
Cheng Xuyuan is very satisfied with his study.
After all, apart from the lack of a computer, the room has everything you need, including a spacious desk and a comfortable hardwood chair.
Cheng Xuyuan picked up the pen, took a sip of tea, and started copying books.
What satisfies him most about the Overseas Chinese Apartment, apart from its spaciousness and brightness, is its supporting facilities.
Compared with the slums and tube-shaped buildings, they are simply incomparable.
Cheng Xuyuan's running script is getting better and better. After all, he has imprinted the essentials of calligraphy in his mind, and he uses them unconsciously when writing.
More than two hours passed in a flash, and Cheng Xuyuan completed today's copying work.
Although you don't have to use your brain and just need to write down what's in your mind, you can't avoid wrist soreness.
He glanced at his all-steel watch and saw that it was already seven o'clock in the morning.
Cheng Xuyuan got on his bicycle and pedaled towards Yenching University as usual.
Although Mr. Wan asked him to go over, Cheng Xuyuan still planned to attend two classes first.
He knew his teacher's living habits and that he was most reluctant to be disturbed in the morning.
What's more, I have to go see Mr. Miller. If I go too early, I will just have to wait.
It would be better to go to school and attend two classes before going there.
After casually eating half a basket of buns on the way, Cheng Xuyuan came to the history department classroom.
He had just greeted Guo Yuangui and had not yet sat down in his seat when Xu Simou ran over.
"Xuyuan, Dean Fu is looking for you."
Xu Simou's words immediately reminded Cheng Xuyuan of the rumors he had heard from Hong Zicheng. He thought to himself, is this time he is looking for me, really going to let me attend the class?
With these doubts in mind, Cheng Xuyuan quickly came to Dean Fu's office.
The title of Dean Fu is really well-deserved. Not only is his surname Fu, but his position is also vice dean.
He is in charge of teaching in the college and is a knowledgeable man.
Cheng Xuyuan had listened to the dean's lectures and was very impressed by his level of skills.
"Dean, you're looking for me." Cheng Xuyuan said with a smile after knocking on the door and walking in.
Although there was nothing wrong with calling this vice-president, Cheng Xuyuan simply omitted the previous title.
"Xiao Cheng, come and sit down." Seeing Cheng Xuyuan, Dean Fu asked him to sit down and picked up the bone china teacup in front of his desk to pour water for Cheng Xuyuan.
"Dean, let me do it." Cheng Xuyuan took the teacup, added some water to the vice-dean's cup, and then poured some for himself.
Looking at Cheng Xuyuan's busy movements, the vice president felt a lot of emotion in his heart.
This young man is not only talented, but also very good at dealing with people. You see, he is well-known, but he is still very low-key in dealing with people.
If people like this cannot succeed, then what kind of people can succeed?
"Xiao Cheng, how are you doing in school?" Dean Fu asked with a smile after Cheng Xuyuan sat down.
Cheng Xuyuan smiled and said, "Dean, I feel very well."
“Everyone is very nice to me, and my study and life are very comfortable.”
Looking at Cheng Xuyuan with a smile on his face, Dean Fu knew that this student was not lying.
He was indeed living a good life.
Of course it’s right! I have a house in Huaqiao Apartment.
This is a more comfortable place than Langrun Garden where I live.
Moreover, I heard that his books earned Hong Kong dollars, which made history teachers like me envious.
Unfortunately, after watching "Things about the Ming Dynasty", I felt that this was not the type of movie that suited me.
After asking about Cheng Xuyuan's life for a while, Dean Fu suddenly asked, "Xiao Cheng, have you thought about what you are going to do after graduation?"
graduate?
Cheng Xuyuan widened his eyes!
Teacher, are you kidding me? I'm only a freshman and you're asking me about my plans for graduation.
Isn't this a bit too early?
The words that Hong Zicheng had said to him suddenly appeared in Cheng Xuyuan's mind.
He hesitated for a moment, then smiled and said, "Dean, I haven't really decided where to work yet."
"But I think I might become a full-time author in the future."
The vice president was stunned for a moment. He felt that Cheng Xuyuan didn't play by the rules at all.
Generally speaking, students are very eager to stay in school.
After all, the school offers good treatment and one can continue to study. Cheng Xuyuan is...
However, although he felt a little helpless about the student's choice, he still had to continue the verbal battle with him.
"Xiao Cheng, full-time writing is not bad."
"But you have such profound attainments in historical research, it would be a pity if you let it go to waste."
"I think your research on history is deeper and more thorough than that of most other teachers."
Cheng Xuyuan hurriedly said modestly: "Dean, you think too highly of me. I am flattered."
"I am so far behind the teachers in this regard."
"I just have a good memory, and I like to write."
“But the teachers don’t have a solid foundation.”
Looking at Cheng Xuyuan who looked like he was saying "Please don't praise me", the vice president felt a little embarrassed.
This conversation didn't go as I had imagined at all.
This talented brat completely disrupted the rhythm of this conversation.
Immediately, he said helplessly: "Xiao Cheng, you don't have to be modest."
“The teachers know very well whether you can do it or not.”
"So, I think it's better for you to stay in school."
Seeing that Cheng Xuyuan wanted to talk, he said directly: "There are many advantages to staying in school. Not only can you continue to study, but the salary and benefits of our school are still good."
"For example, the houses of young employees..."
The vice president couldn't continue talking after this.
Apart from the villas for the school's old professors, there seems to be no place that can compare to the Overseas Chinese Apartment where Cheng Xuyuan lives now.
So these are not attractive at all.
Feeling a little unwilling, the vice president continued, "Xiao Cheng, I personally still very much hope that you can stay in school."
"However, there are also many students who hope to stay in school."
Cheng Xuyuan really didn't have much thought about staying in school. He hurriedly said, "Dean, why don't you leave this quota to students who need it more? I don't have big ambitions. I just want a place to eat."
There is simply no way to continue the conversation.
You've disrupted my rhythm. I don't know what to say.
The vice president felt helpless, but finally made up his mind and decided not to beat around the bush anymore.
He said in a deep voice: "Xiao Cheng, staying in school is not only responsible for you, but also for your future classmates. This is not something you can give up at will."
At this point, he said in a deep voice: "Professor Li, who teaches the 76th grade, is ill and needs to be hospitalized for a while."
"The most recent subject he taught was the history of the Ming Dynasty."
"For the next class, he recommended you."
"The college held a meeting to study the matter and decided to respect Professor Li's opinion. You will be the one to teach the second half of the year."
Hearing the vice president's announcement, Cheng Xuyuan hurriedly said, "President, I can write books, but I really can't teach."
"Besides, I'm still a student, and they wouldn't let me teach the seniors!"
"I think we should find a teacher who is highly respected and continue Professor Li's class."
Cheng Xuyuan was not afraid to attend the class, but there was no substantial benefit for him.
After all, he was just taking over temporarily.
And his identity is still a student.
Also, listening to what the vice president said, it seems like I'm trying to get involved in vain. Who would do such a useless thing?
He didn't want to stay in school.
The vice president's expression darkened and he said, "Xiao Cheng, this is Professor Li's idea."
"He was worried that others wouldn't be able to handle his classes well, and he was planning to wait until the end of this semester before going for treatment."
"But can the illness be delayed?"
"If you don't agree, then Professor Li won't be able to concentrate on treating patients, then..."
Although I know that what the vice president said is not very true.
However, the vice-dean brought up Professor Li's health and it was obvious that he was not going to leave him any way out.
In this situation, if he continues to make excuses, it means he doesn't care about the teacher's health. How can this be acceptable?
As thoughts flashed through his mind, Cheng Xuyuan realized that he had to bow his head under someone's roof.
So he coughed and said, "Dean, in order to allow Professor Li to focus on treating his illness, it's not impossible for me to take on this task."
"But if the class I teach is really not good enough, please make sure to choose someone else who can do it."
The vice president laughed and said, "Don't worry, Xiao Cheng, we will all help you."
"By the way, this is Professor Li's teaching plan. Take it back and study it."
"If you don't understand something, go to the hospital and find Professor Li and discuss it face to face."
As he spoke, the vice president picked up a notebook from his desk.
Cheng Xuyuan looked at the vigorous and powerful handwriting on the notebook, and his impression of Professor Li deepened a lot.
Knowing that he couldn't avoid it, he could only take the notebook with both hands and take over the matter.
The vice president looked at Cheng Xuyuan's helpless expression and smiled, "Xiao Cheng, in order to help you do a good job of teaching this time, the college has decided to let you prepare for the class in Professor Li's office."
"Also, the college has decided to give you a subsidy of 20 yuan every month."
Cheng Xuyuan didn't feel anything at all about the 20 yuan subsidy.
But it’s still nice to work in Professor Li’s office.
After all, this was much better than being in the classroom.
"Thank you, Vice President. I will work hard to do a good job."
Cheng Xuyuan took Professor Li's lesson plan and left the vice-president's office. Looking at Cheng Xuyuan leaving, the vice-president let out a long sigh.
This young man is really cunning.
I was talking to him and I was actually sweating a little.
Fortunately, there is the excuse that Professor Li’s health is the most important thing, otherwise, this stinky guy Cheng Xuyuan would not seem to agree easily!
Just as he was feeling emotional, the phone on his desk suddenly rang.
The vice president answered the phone, and his smiling face gradually became serious.
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