I'm an almighty star

Chapter 1238 Chinese Department Please

[The top ten famous songs of Huaguo let us see the true background of Huaguo. 】

[The finale, The Song of Swordsman, amazed Vienna. 】

[Qin and Xiao sing together, this is the real Divine Comedy in Vienna. 】

The performance in the Golden Auditorium in Vienna ended, and the media from all over the world reported it one after another.

Mo Bai, Teacher Xiaoya and others also returned to China on the same day's flight amidst media reports.

"Tsk tsk, Teacher Mo Bai, you are too kind to Teacher Xiaoya."

"That's right, in order to win the beauty's smile, I actually won the championship of the Vienna Divine Comedy Concert for her. Moreover, I played with Teacher Xiaoya in the golden auditorium. Teacher Mo Bai, tell me, what exactly are you drawing?"

Just before returning to school, Teacher Xiao Qing and Teacher Xiao Nan came to Mo Bai's apartment.

"I'll go, what am I trying to figure out, am I that kind of person?"

"Teacher Mo Bai, look at our eyes."

Seeing that both of them looked contemptuous, Mo Bai had no choice but to say, "Oh, no one believes honest people in this world. What am I trying to do, I am offering love, do you understand the offering of love?"

"Understand, understand, then give us love too. Mo Bai, seriously, how about giving me a few art lessons?"

"Uh?"

"And me, our film and television students really want to communicate with you, Mr. Mo Bai."

"This one……"

Mo Bai had a headache.

These women are really troublesome.

"Hey, some teachers are here too."

I was having a headache. At this time, Yan Xingzhi, a professor of the Chinese Department, came.

"Ah, Mr. Yan, why are you here?"

Teacher Xiaoya asked.

"Hehe, if you young people come to see Professor Mo, I, an old man, can't come."

Yan Xingzhi said jokingly.

"Professor Mo, why don't you call me Professor Mo at your age, just call me Mo Bai. Or you can just call me Teacher Mo Bai, Mr. Yan, sit down."

Mo Bai poured a cup of coffee for Yan Lao: "Come on, Yan Lao, you have a taste, this coffee is said to be exclusively for the Austrian royal family."

"You are a professor yourself, so I should call you Professor Mo."

"Forget it, you can just call me Mo Bai. If you call me Professor Mo again, I will get goosebumps."

"Okay, okay, I'll call you Mo Bai as you said. What, it's only for the royal family, Mo Bai, you've become corrupt so soon after you go to Vienna."

Looking at the coffee on the tea table, Yan Lao said.

"They gave it to me, but I don't want it. They insisted on giving it to me, and said that I had made a contribution to world music. I have no choice but to accept it."

"shameless."

Teacher Xiaoqing turned pale.

"Really good."

Yan Xingzhi took a sip of tea: "Yes, yes, it really belongs to the royal family."

"As long as Mr. Yan likes it, by the way, I still have a pack here, and I'll give it to you."

"Forget it, I, an old man, am not particularly interested in Western things."

"Okay then, if Elder Yan likes to come here anytime."

Mo Bai put away the coffee and asked, "By the way, Mr. Yan, where are you coming?"

"I almost forgot the business. Mr. Mo Bai, our Chinese Department has recently carried out a literary reform, intending to include your works Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio, Journey to the West, and Romance of the Three Kingdoms into our research areas."

"Wow, Mr. Yan, it's real or not, don't lie to me."

Mo Bai was so excited that he almost choked.

This is a major event of making meritorious deeds and making a statement. This is not only a big deal, but if it is really done, it can be pretended for decades.

"What did I lie to you about?"

Yan Xingzhi shook his head: "The school has already agreed, and the higher-ups also have intentions. In addition, we have also discussed with Shuimu University, Fudan University, Renmin University... dozens of famous schools in the whole country, and we all agree that these works of yours Its academic value is very high. If it is simply regarded as a popular novel without a systematic evaluation, it will be a loss in the history of Chinese literature."

"Yes, yes, Mr. Yan, you are right."

Mo Bai nodded.

He felt that what Yan Xingzhi said was too reasonable.

"puff……"

Teacher Xiao Qing and Teacher Xiao Nan beside him couldn't help laughing when they saw Mo Bai like this.

This guy is talented, doesn't he have a little humility?
"What are you laughing at?"

Mo Bai glared at the two of them: "Don't you think what Yuan Lao said is wrong?"

In terms of humility, this may be required by others.

However, for Mo Bai, what is modesty, can it be eaten?
When it's time to pretend, you should pretend.

When you shouldn't pretend, you should pretend when you grab the opportunity.

Not to mention, this is still an opportunity to pretend to be aggressive. If you don't pretend, it will be like a thunderbolt.

Thinking of this, Mo Bai immediately said: "Old Yan, you are so right. I think we should not only deeply comment on these works, but also systematically conduct literary theory on these works. The above research. I believe that as long as these works are carefully studied, they will definitely be able to greatly promote the progress of Chinese literature."

"That's right, that's right, Mr. Mo Bai, we think the same way. So, I'm looking for you this time to see if you can come to our Chinese Department for a few classes."

"A few classes, about what?"

"It's about these few works of yours."

Yan Xingzhi took a sip of coffee and continued: "Before we briefly studied these works with our peers, it was only our unilateral analysis, and whether your analysis was the same as ours in the creation process. , this is a problem. Therefore, we would like to ask you to give me a few lessons to evaluate these works."

Mo Bai didn't speak, but Xiao Qing, who was beside him, said, "Old Yan, let Mo Bai, the original author, evaluate his own work, is there something... that's not good."

This sentence almost blew Mo Bai up, this is like a pig teammate.

You still want me to give you some art classes, film and television classes, just this IQ, hehe...

After thinking about it, Mo Bai glared at Teacher Xiaoqing fiercely, then waved his hands repeatedly and said, "Old Yan, don't listen to Teacher Xiaoqing's nonsense. What's wrong with this, I think this proposal is very good. Just as you said, Mr. Yan The same, as a creator, of course I know these works better than others, without me, the creator, analyzing it first, what if you misunderstand what I mean? What if there are some things that I You don’t mean it, what do you have to do? This is a blasphemy against literature, it’s a disrespect to literature. Therefore, I think this class should be taught, and it should be taught seriously, systematically..."

Mo Bai spoke solemnly.

Teacher Xiao Qing and Teacher Xiao Nan next to him were completely petrified.

"Teacher Mo Bai, we fully agree with what you said."

Elder Yan obviously agrees with Mo Bai's statement, nodded, and said: "That's it, Mo Bai, next week we will organize a few public classes, and there may be a live broadcast, you prepare."

"no problem."

"Excuse me, I have something else to talk about."

"Old Yan, go slowly, I'll see you off."

"Don't give it away..."

After turning over the politeness, Mo Bai sent Yan Xingzhi away.

Returning to the room, seeing the two teachers who were still in petrification, Mo Bai patted their shoulders and said, "You two, wake up, Mr. Yan is gone."

(End of this chapter)