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According to Huo Tianming's understanding and past experience, literature classes are mostly used for sleeping, and they can be swayed or swayed.

But after all, the lecturer was Yan Qingda, whom he had a crush on for a long time, so he arrived at the classroom 10 to [-] minutes early according to the schedule.

Thankfully he did.

10 minutes before the start of class, the students who finished the previous class began to enter the classroom one after another, and they also helped their relatives and friends to grab the best seats in the front row.

Five minutes before class started, a large wave of students poured in from the door, and the back of the lecture theater was quickly occupied.

One minute before the start of class, there were still groups of panting students squeezing in while holding their breath. Some happily sat in the seats occupied by relatives and friends under their murderous eyes, and some looked at them. Scan back and forth throughout the classroom, trying to find a location that has been overlooked due to its inconspicuousness.

Huo Tianming has never seen such a phenomenon of crazily occupying seats even if he took 4 credits of professional courses from undergraduate to graduate school.Because he arrived early, he naturally sat in the seat of the top student facing the podium and in the corridor. Looking around, everyone in the top school area was full of pride and anticipation.

Could it be that red envelopes are going to be given out in this class?

Huo Tianming was thinking wildly when he heard a commotion, first whispering from the door, and then the whole class was about to move.

"Hi everyone, we meet again. How was your vacation?" Yan Qing walked in with the lesson plan under his elbow, and the class bell rang.He put the lesson plans on the desk, and turned on the projection while chatting.

"Going to the beach! Frozen into a dog!" A short-haired girl in the Xueba District quickly replied.

"Isn't it early to go to the beach in this weather? Can you go to the sea?"

"I can't go down! I picked up the shells, and there is also a hermit crab! Teacher Yan, this golden shell is for you!"

"Thank you. Has anyone climbed the mountain yet?" Yan Qing carefully took the shell and placed it on the desk.

"Yes! But it's raining, and it's freezing like a dog!" said a boy with dyed chestnut hair.

"What mountain did you climb?"

"Tarzan!"

"Climb the mountain, and freeze into a dog even if it doesn't rain. How about it, what else do you feel besides being cold?"

"There are many people, and there are many thieves."

"That's just right. Crowd to keep warm. There is a question to test you. If someone else knows it, they can answer it quickly. Be ready to listen—" Yan Qing faced everyone in the classroom, her eyes straightened and her body held her breath. , "Confucius climbed Dongshan and Xiaolu, the next sentence is——"

"Climbing Mount Tai will make the world smaller." Before Yan Qing finished speaking, a girl in the front row replied immediately.From Huo Tianming's angle, he could see that the girl's skin was very fair, her eyelashes were long and thick, her makeup was exquisite, and her dress was very avant-garde.

"Ah, that's great. One of our listening students got the answer right, so can this student explain the meaning of these two sentences again?"

"Confucius climbed Dongshan, looked down and felt that the state of Lu had become smaller, and after he climbed Mount Tai, he felt that the world had become smaller. Through this example, Mencius inspired future generations that only by climbing high can you see far, and you can grow thinly through accumulation. "The girl turned on a small, silver-gray laptop in front of her, looked up and answered quickly.

"Very good. I saw some faces of students today, and our class is getting bigger and bigger. It doesn't matter where you sit. Students who come to class often know that I like to wander around the classroom with materials," Yan said. Qing turned on the projector, and on the PPT was a brief introduction of Oscar Wilde, with only a head portrait and a few lines of text.

As he himself said, after putting away the PPT, he took a few pages of materials along the corridor and began to stroll around the classroom.The attention of the entire classroom was on him, and each head changed direction as he moved, "Absorbing more foreign talents can promote our academic exchanges, but if I continue to cheer like this, maybe I need to apply for a bigger one." classroom."

"Ms. Yan, please go and apply for the gymnasium! That's big enough!"

"Gym? Do you want me to give a concert?"

"Yes, yes! Teacher Yan, please drive, there must be no empty seats!"

"Teacher Yan! I'll sell scalper tickets for you!"

Yan Qing made a joke with a blank face, and the whole classroom applauded.

"Teacher, you are so handsome and have a good voice! Why don't you make your debut!"

"No, teacher, can you wait for another two years, I still want to be in your English and American literature, and you will make your debut after I graduate!" A fat boy with a Tianjin accent stood up excitedly and crowded the surrounding students staggering.

"Finally someone said he was willing to listen to my lecture." Yan Qing shook the few pages of paper in her hand.

"Teacher, we are all willing!"

"Teacher, wait for you to finish teaching us, I will sell you tickets after I graduate!"

"Okay, let's stop talking, thank you everyone, and then we will start today's class. Students who don't have materials will read it with the students who have no materials. After class, make a copy or I will send you an electronic version for printing. We will continue today. Study Oscar Wilde, a great British writer and a famous poisonous tongue." The handout in Yan Qing's hand was densely covered with markings, but he didn't stare at the handout, but looked around the entire classroom, scanning and staring at each one. His pair of focused eyes.

"Let's review the content of our last class first. In the last class, we introduced Wilde. We all know that he is a representative of aestheticism, the main force of the aesthetic movement in the 19s and the decadent movement in the 80s. He was born in Ireland, which can be said to be a place rich in writers, and a playwright we mentioned a while ago was also born in Ireland, does anyone remember?"

"George Bernard Shaw." The same girl with exquisite make-up replied in a calm tone.

"The classmate who came to the class for the first time succeeded in answering the question. I even suspected that I didn't see you when you came." Yan Qing turned around and nodded to the girl. "This classmate, what's your name?"

"Zan Yue."

"Very good," Yan Qing nodded approvingly, and looked back, "Besides, we will also mention a writer who may be of great interest to you in the future, and he is James Joyce. Know?"

"Ulysses." It was still Zan Yue who blurted out.

"Yes, "Ulysses", please look forward to it." There was an excited discussion below, and it immediately fell silent when Yan Qing spoke.

"There are seven or eight freshmen here, and some old students with bad memories. Let's review the historical background. We all know that there have been three peak eras in the development of English literature. Except the Elizabethan era From the 19s to the Victorian era at the end of the century, it can be described as the third peak of literary development. Oscar Wilde, who we are going to discuss, is one of the characters active in this third peak period.

"Then let's talk about the Victorian era first. The Victorian era was an era with very strict social and moral requirements, and as time went by, the moral standards became more stringent. To what extent? Women's clothes should grow to cover their feet. It is said that some people Even the legs of the piano were carefully covered. It is indecent to say 'legs', vulgar to say 'breast', and 'chicken breast' has become a taboo. However, there were quite a lot of prostitutes in Britain during this period, and the average man Going to a brothel twice a day is also a manifestation of 'where there is oppression, there is resistance'. Close the door and whisper, does this count as 'don't break out in silence, just prostitute in silence'? It's purely personal opinion, don't get excited.

"Come back to business, even this 'prudish', superficial morality still exerts a huge influence on literature. Almost all writers follow the principle of 'didactic aesthetics'. Thus, with the development of materialism, utilitarianism Influenced by the influence of morality and ethics, "beauty" gradually weakened and almost disappeared from social life and literature and art. However, things must be reversed. From the 19s and 60s, the undercurrent of "beauty" in literature gradually increased, and it developed again at the end of the 70th century. into Oscar Wilde's 'art for art's sake' aestheticism extreme."

Huo Tianming's eyes followed him, just like everyone in the classroom, except for looking down at the materials and taking notes from time to time, his eyes followed Yan Qing all the time.

The girl named Zan Yue was blind typing on the keyboard with both hands, taking notes quickly, her eyes even seemed to be glued to Yan Qing's body.

Yan Qing's speech was neither slow nor urgent, and the lectures were basically taught in English. Huo Tianming could only listen to the general idea, but he knew that Yan Qing's pronunciation was very correct.

It turns out that people with good voices speak foreign languages ​​so beautifully.Not to mention that no one is sleeping in his class, one by one is actively occupying seats, their eyes want to eat him, thinking that there are so many people staring at his idol eagerly, and even want to sell him tickets, Huo Tianming is both It's honorable, but it's a bit unpleasant.

It's like a treasure you've wanted for a long time, and finally feel that it's within reach, only to find that there are countless hands around it that are just around the corner.

It turns out that he is not only a great god on the Internet, this three-foot podium is his territory, he is the king of this classroom, and everyone is impressed by him.

Yan Qingda seems to be born with infinite charm, as long as it is something he tells, it will be particularly interesting.Whether it is a lecture or a novel, there is a fascinating and addictive magic.

"...'Swallow, sweet little Swallow,' said the prince, 'would you please stay with me one night, and be my messenger? The boy is so thirsty, and his mother is so sad'. And then what did the Swallow As for the answer, he said, 'I don't like boys,' you see below, Swallow said he didn't like boys because—”

"The miller's sons threw stones at it," said the fat boy.

"Yes, most of the boys were very naughty when they were young. Throwing stones, pulling girls' braids, and changing their positions, the swallow and the girls must be very angry, but the prince finally convinced our little swallow. The prince looked very sad. Swallow's heart softened. Swallow kept saying that he wanted to go to Egypt. The weather was getting colder and colder. Swallow wanted to spend the winter in the south, but the prince asked Swallow to stay one more night to help, and gave the ruby ​​on the prince's sword to the hungry and cold mother and son.

"When the swallow came back, what did he say to the prince? He said, 'Although it is cold, I feel very warm now.' It was cold, but the swallow who was going to the south said he felt warm because he bought a down jacket on the way back. Is it?"

"Ha ha……"

"For doing something good."

"Yes," Yan Qing continued, "the prince replied, because the swallow did something good, so he felt warm. This is where the fairy tale routine appears, and the chicken soup is poured during the development of the plot. But Wilde Wilde really can write a Is it a fairy tale in the routine? Let's continue to look down.

"Little Swallow said again that he wanted to go to Egypt, but the prince was a sculpture, standing tall and looking far away. What did he see this time? He saw a sick young man on the other side of the city. This Once the kind swallow said directly, 'I will stay with you for one more night, shall I give you another ruby?'

"But the prince only has one ruby. He said that he has only one pair of eyes left. His eyes are two rare sapphires, which came from India 1000 years ago. The prince let the swallow peck it off with its small beak. One for young people.

"Where is the swallow? He cried. But he couldn't hold back the prince's request, so he finally pecked off one eye and gave it to a young man on the other side of the city. So, another night passed, this time the swallow made up his mind, he really He was about to go to Egypt. But the prince asked him to stay one more night to give the sapphire on his second eye to a little girl.

"The prince who lost his eyes could never see again. The little swallow flew back and said that he would accompany the prince forever. At night he slept at the prince's feet, and during the day he squatted on the prince's shoulders, telling stories about his travels, But what did the prince say? He said, "Dear little swallow, the stories you told me are so extraordinary," but although the prince was blind, he still couldn't forget his city. He asked the little swallow to fly over his city and tell What did he see? Can the following description be associated with an ancient poem?"

"The rich wine and meat stinks, and the road is frozen to death." Huo Tianming was immersed in the story told by Yan Qing, forgetting that he was sneaking in the class, forgetting that this was not actually his class, he was completely immersed in the story told by Yan Qing , couldn't help blurting out.

Hearing his own voice, Huo Tianming reacted a little embarrassed.He raised his head and met Shang Yanqing's eyes.

Huo Tianming held his breath.

"Exactly." Yan Qing nodded, then looked away.Huo Tianming stared at his back, happiness was like a balloon slowly expanding in his chest.

There were people whispering about something around, but Huo Tianming had no time to care about it.

But he answered the question in the class of speaking lightly!