I'm The Hard Rice King

Chapter 83 Class

The plane got off at half past two and arrived at school at around three o'clock.

The two got off the car and entered the school gate, carrying large and small bags and walking into the school. Zhao Qingge was a little surprised that Li Peifeng was still following him: "Do you have classes soon?"

Li Peifeng gestured to the big bag in his hand: "These are gifts for you, I will help you put them in the car."

"No."

"It needs to be used."

Zhao Qingge glanced at the big bag again, then at Li Peifeng: "Are they all mine?"

"All of them!"

"No one else's?"

Li Peifeng shook his head firmly: "No!"

The corners of Zhao Qingge's mouth raised slightly, but he soon returned to normal.

The actual situation is that Li Peifeng bought a lot of gifts, but other people's gifts couldn't be taken. There are weight restrictions on luggage when flying, so Li Peifeng bought them and mailed them back while he was in Wuzhen. His parents' belongings were mailed directly to his hometown, Wu Wenyue and Xu Manying's belongings were mailed directly to their apartment, and those of his two junior sisters were mailed back to school. In the end, only Zhao Qingge's belongings were left in his hands.

Can his heart be killed?

No, no, no, Li Peifeng didn't want to play this trick, it was just a coincidence.

"Put it in the car."

When he arrived at the car, Zhao Qingge opened the trunk. Li Peifeng put the things away, said goodbye and turned to leave. However, what the other person said made him stop.

"I showed you your article "Analysis of the Pulse of Female Channel Internet Literature" and you can submit it."

"Oh, sorry to trouble you."

"Pa~"

Zhao Qingge closed the car door and said: "No trouble, remember to recommend reviewers to write Duan Cong. The possibility of being accepted should be high."

Li Peifeng nodded, looked at Zhao Qingge's face again, and asked with some hesitation: "Do you think I still need to study for this doctorate?"

"you ask me?"

Zhao Qingge lowered his eyebrows: "Why are you asking me about your own affairs?"

Wife, look at you, what is your attitude?

Li Peifeng was very dissatisfied. He asked about simply studying for a Ph.D.

Is reading a Ph.D. important to both of them? unimportant!

There is no teacher-student relationship, which is very important to the two of them!

As a result, Zhao Qingge pretended to be confused and threw the blame back.

Li Peifeng was unwilling to give in: "I want you to give me some advice. Do you think it will help me get a job after studying for this Ph.D.?"

Zhao Qingge thought for a while and replied seriously: "If you want to find a job, there is definitely one, but if you want to be a full-time writer, it won't be of much help and will actually delay your writing."

Li Peifeng nodded suddenly and asked: "Will getting this doctorate help me choose a mate?"

"If you choose a mate, there should be none."

Zhao Qingge muttered: "No one insists that the other half has a Ph.D., but studying for a Ph.D. will make it difficult to balance relationships and studies."

Not yet, not clear enough! Not clear enough!

Li Peifeng was heartbroken and emphasized: "Then if I don't study for this Ph.D., will I let a professor from the School of Liberal Arts of a certain Normal University be my wife?"

"..."

Zhao Qingge looked at him deeply, his eyes were complicated and subtle, and he turned and left without saying a word.

What's the meaning?

Li Peifeng didn't quite understand and stood thinking for a moment with a frown.

Didn't figure it out.

He simply took out his phone and looked at the time, and a certain curriculum APP popped up.

Thinking of Zhao Qingge asking him if he had classes, this reminded Li Peifeng of something... He really had classes! And the lecture has already begun!

…

Although there are fewer classes in the second year of graduate school, it does not mean that there are none. Li Peifeng has been on a business trip for a week and has said hello to teachers in various subjects and asked for leave. But even if you take some leave for some classes, as long as you miss more than five classes in one semester, you will have to retake them in the next semester.

That's the turtle's ass -- the rules.

Now that he is back from a business trip, Li Peifeng doesn't want to miss classes innocently, but he still has to fulfill his duties as a student.

The second teaching building, classroom 206. There were about twenty students sitting sparsely in the room. Most of them were listening quietly and taking notes. There were also a few who were playing with their mobile phones in private.

The male teacher on the stage, Xiong Miaohai, who is in his forties, broad and fat, slightly bald, continued to lecture in a loud voice.

"In youth literature, there used to be an important theme, that is, man's struggle with the surrounding environment, and man's construction of the surrounding environment..."

Li Peifeng pushed the door slowly, leaning over to apologize.

Xiong Miaohai nodded to him and flashed his sparse hair.

There were no words to each other, and Li Peifeng sat in the corner voluntarily.

"Research on Modern and Contemporary Novels of Dongguo"

Li Peifeng's grades in this professional class were pretty good, or in other words, he didn't have a bad grade in any class. His grades in all subjects were among the best in his major.

The reason why he feels that he is not bad at studying is mainly due to the teachings of his parents. His parents were both university teachers, and the two elders instilled a very important concept in him since he was a child.

Listening carefully is the greatest respect for the teacher on the stage and the knowledge itself.

Even if the teacher doesn't teach well, you can read the book and understand it yourself, but you should never do other things in class. Class is for learning.

With this concept, Li Peifeng mostly doesn't know how to fish in class.

But maybe he came in a hurry today and didn't bring a book. He couldn't quite listen to what the teacher said.

"A person, this young 'I', in the process of retreating or turning towards the inner world..."

Li Peifeng lost his mind in a rare way, recalling the scene where he kissed Zhao Qingge on the bus leading to the airport in Wuzhen. And the parking lot, after he asked that question, the other party looked at him with complicated eyes, uneasy!

In the final analysis, the pressure of reality is too great.

Even if Li Peifeng did not study for a Ph.D., he would be together with Zhao Qingge after graduating with a master's degree, fall in love, get married... Even so, there are still many difficulties, and these difficulties are not something that the two of them can overcome.

All feelings will be shattered in the face of reality.

Not to mention Li Peifeng's family.

Zhao Qingge’s family must be the first to disagree. One of his parents is a school leader of Yan University and the other is a school leader of Yan University of Finance and Economics. The previous two generations were also teachers. Although Li Peifeng doesn’t know what Zhao’s grandparents did. Yes, but it is estimated that the status cannot be lowered, but Zhao Qingge fell in love with the student?

You're insulting your family style, you're so gentle, you're ashamed to be a teacher, why can't you think about it so much...

The pressure between family and friends ensues.

Second is the school. Even if he graduates, as long as he ends up with Zhao Qingge, once such topical news comes out, there will be no lack of publicity and exaggeration by interested people, and the teachers and students of Beihua Normal University will definitely talk about it.

The biggest lie is the sentence that the relationship began after graduation. No one will believe it. Everyone will think that they have feelings since they were in school.

Maybe it’s nothing in other schools. After all, the students have already graduated and crossed this red line, but Beihua Normal School is a normal school. In order to avoid adverse effects and prevent other students from following suit, the school leaders will most likely say goodbye to teaching, or at least find a job in another school...

Thinking of this, Li Peifeng suddenly understood the way the other person looked at him in the parking lot;

"So if I don't study for this Ph.D., will I let a professor from the School of Liberal Arts of a certain Normal University be my wife?"

"Do you think if I became your wife, I would still have the nerve to continue being a professor at Beihua Normal University?"

"Peifeng!"

When Li Peifeng was deep in distress, a dark and thin boy at the back table, wearing glasses, whose eyebrows were somewhat similar to Shen Teng's, poked him and reminded him in a low voice: "The teacher is calling you."

Xiong Miaohai happened to look this way, and Li Peifeng received the prompt and subconsciously stood up.

"Okay, then Pei Feng will answer."

Xiong Miaohai nodded with satisfaction: "I really like how you don't listen carefully and want to stand up and pretend to be B again!"

"Hahaha~"

The whole class burst into laughter, and more than 20 people in the classroom were thrown into chaos by this sentence...

"?" Li Peifeng's eyes widened, he looked at Shen Liao behind him, gritted his teeth and said, "Do you want to die? Dare you tease me?!"

"Hehehe~" Shen Liao laughed the loudest and stepped back: "I was wrong, Brother Feng, but I will dare next time!"

"What the hell are you..."

"Stop chatting and answer questions!"

Xiong Miaohai tapped the podium with his finger, and then pointed to the text displayed on the curtain behind him.

That is Lu Xun's short story "Hometown", and the famous text "Young Runtu" is a short excerpt from this novel.

What is shown on the curtain is not in the text, the plot of "I" and Runtu meeting again after many years;

I was very excited at this time, but I didn’t know what to say. I just said: "Ah! Brother Runtu, are you here?" Then I had many words that I wanted to say in succession: horned chicken, jumping fish Children, shells, turtles,...but it always felt like it was blocked by something, just whirling in my head and unable to spit it out.

He stood still, with a look of joy and desolation on his face; he moved his lips but made no sound. His attitude finally became respectful, and he shouted clearly: "Master!..."

I seemed to shudder; I knew that there was a sadly thick barrier between us. I can't speak either.

"That's the last sentence! I seem to have a shudder..."

Xiong Miaohai made a circle around this sentence: "Tell me, how does the 'I' in the article feel? What is a sad thick barrier?"

That's it?

Li Peifeng breathed a sigh of relief, tasted it carefully, and suddenly felt empathy. Isn't his relationship with Zhao Qingge another version of 'Runtu and the Master'?

In the dream, I call someone my wife, but when I wake up, I call someone respectfully, "Guardian!"

"Can you tell me? You can't talk about the three-point deduction."

Xiong Miaohai frightened people, Li Peifeng felt even more desolate, and sighed: "Oh, life is so impermanent, the big intestine wraps the small intestine!"

"What is a pathetic thick wall?"

"It's just that there is feces in the small intestine. I'm afraid I will tear the paper when I wipe my butt with poop."

(End of chapter)