Roll roll is originally the responsibility of teaching assistants, and ordinary teachers don't like to do these trivial things, but Zhang Yi is obviously not like this.

Assistant coach Betty sat at the door, a little embarrassed.

"Lika!" Zhang Yi said while holding the counting book.

"Here!" A big-eyed beauty with curly hair responded.

"Parker!"

"I'm here!" A muscular young man replied, it seemed that this kid must be very good at sports.

"Ross..." Following Zhang Yi's roll call, every student responded immediately.

More than 60 names were quickly counted. Zhang Yi put down the roll, glanced at the students below, and said, "Parker, why did you answer for Dorian?"

Parker was taken aback. Dorian was his best buddy, and he was often absent from class. During the roll call, he was the one who helped deal with it most of the time.Under normal circumstances, because Dorian's identity is a bit special, the general teaching assistants would turn their eyes and close their eyes. I didn't expect this new teacher to be nosy. The key is that there are a bunch of teachers and three reporters behind him.

"I didn't!" Parker quibbled.

"I'll remember this person after hearing the voice once, so it's pointless to lie to me. I'm not going to punish you, just to warn you, don't be an example!"

Parker pouted, feeling that Zhang Yi was bragging a bit, but after all, he was a student, and he actually did something wrong, so he could only agree.

"Also, Dorian was absent from class once without reason! Class starts now!" Zhang Yi turned to write the title of the class on the blackboard.Seeing him turning his head back, someone below hurriedly whispered a few words.

After turning around, Zhang Yi said to the following: "I want to emphasize discipline. When I need you to interact with me, I will take the initiative to invite you. When I am giving a normal lecture, please keep quiet. Lika, Rose... you six I just said casually just now, so it's no exception!"

The six people looked stunned. What's the situation? Could it be that the teacher can really hear their voices? This is a bit ridiculous!Just counting the names, this young teacher memorized everyone's names, looks, and even voices?This is still not human!
Mombali leaned back. He was the one who strongly advocated inviting Zhang Yi to teach at Ivy League College. Originally, Ivy League College was famous enough that there was no need to take the heat, but he felt that Zhang Yi was a genius and should not be missed!

The more dazzling Zhang Yi's performance in the academy, the more it proves that he has a unique eye.

The eyes of the three reporters lit up, and they wrote with brushes in their hands.

"Industrial plant design, there are three elements... In recent years, steel structure industrial plants have been the main focus." Zhang Yi explained peacefully.He didn't need to read any materials at all, all the knowledge points were at his fingertips, and all kinds of allusions and celebrity anecdotes came out of his mouth. Everyone in the room was immediately attracted by the courses taught by Zhang Yi, even reporters who didn't know much about architecture. They are also staring at each other.

What level is this?The top lecturer is nothing more than this!
Those who understand naturally understand, and those who do not understand are trying to understand themselves. The atmosphere is very good.

At the end of the interaction with classmates, I called all the students by their names almost once, and the key point was not to look at the roster.This also proved from the side that Zhang Yi at least really remembered everyone in the class.

The sound of Zhang Yi's get out of class dismissal sounded, and the bell for dismissal of get out of class also rang outside. The time was right.

At this moment, many people felt disappointed, and felt that they were still unsatisfied.

Mombali applauded first, not only on behalf of himself, but also on behalf of the Department of Architecture of Ivy College. This is really a talent, a treasure!
Dong Ni was the second to stand up and applaud. She is a senior professor of Ivy League College, and she feels that she has benefited a lot, which shows the high level of Zhang Yi's class.

The other teachers and students also applauded fiercely and enthusiastically. After one class, Ivy Academy completely accepted Zhang Yi.

Zhang Yi smiled peacefully, and said softly: "This is what I should do!" After speaking, he nodded slightly, turned and went out.

Mombali hurriedly chased him out.

"Teacher Zhang, wait!" Mombali called out to Zhang Yi in the corridor.

Zhang Yi stopped, not knowing what Mombali wanted from him.

"Actually, I even arranged an interview for you. This is an interview on behalf of the academy. Is it convenient for you later?"

"I have to accept it, don't you?" Zhang Yi didn't like being asked back and forth.

"This time it was arranged by the academy, you have to accept it." Mountbali said with a cautious expression.

"Okay, next time you have an interview, you should discuss it with me in advance." Only those with strength can make conditions.

"Ok!"

The interview was in Mombali's office, and the reporter was one of the three reporters who had just listened to Zhang Yi's lecture.

The reporter was very respectful to Zhang Yi, and the questions he asked were not very harsh, so Zhang Yi answered them one by one.

About an hour later, the interview was over, and Zhang Yi left Mombali's office.

Zhang Yi put the textbooks into his purse, and was about to go out to contact Fu Anling, but he didn't know where she lived now.

While thinking about something on his mind while walking outside, suddenly, a gust of wind hit Zhang Yi's head.

Zhang Yi suddenly stopped in his tracks, and his eyes swept away. It was a baseball flying towards him at high speed!

It was easy for Zhang Yi to dodge, but Zhang Yi didn't dodge, he suddenly raised his hand!

Bang!
Zhang Yi firmly held the baseball in his hand, making a dull sound.

Two exclamations came from a distance, and a tall and handsome man held a baseball bat in his hand and looked at Zhang Yi in surprise.And this person Zhang Yi had met before, it was the male classmate next to Li Xiaoshu when he met Li Xiaoshu in the restaurant last time.

Next to him stood the class Parker, covering his mouth in a dramatic way.

This is definitely not an accident. This is a sidewalk, not a place to practice baseball. The two people originally wanted to attack Zhang Yi and injure him.

The speed of this baseball is astonishing. If it is accidentally injured, most people would probably suffer a concussion immediately, so the hearts of these two young people are very vicious.

Zhang Yi didn't have a good temper, and he didn't have time to teach him earnestly. He waved his hand suddenly, and Zhang Yi threw the baseball back.

With an ear-piercing sound of piercing through the air, it hit the tall man's chest hard.

The man seemed to be pushed suddenly by someone, and fell to the ground on his back, which was not light.

Zhang Yi snorted coldly, not interested in knowing who the other party was, and walked directly outside the academy.It was enough to be merciful just now, otherwise it would be the head.

Parker's terrified cry sounded over there, and Zhang Yi didn't even bother to take a look, and walked away all the way.

When he came to the school gate, he called Fu Anling.

Fu Anling on the phone seemed to have something to say to Zhang Yi, but out of caution, he just told Zhang Yi that he lived in room 18 of Xihui Hotel, No. 2210 Zuohuangdao.

Putting down the phone, Zhang Yi put on a mask, got into a taxi, and went straight to Zuohuangdao.

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