Interstellar cat guide

After fully enjoying a lazy sleep, after waking up and washing up leisurely, after eating a hearty breakfast, Mao Min took the courseware and went to school leisurely.The weather was fine that day, which made him feel more comfortable. The leisure after busy work and the long-lost campus made him feel more relaxed.

It's a pity that this class is completely different from the previous ones. From the moment he appeared, it caused a shock. The news quickly spread outside the school. Within a short time, NUS showed a scene of a sea of ​​people.This is still the entry review of the United Nations University, and a large number of people are guarding the door and watching, sighing that they cannot get in.

Mao Mi also thought that the exposure of her current work would attract attention, but she didn't expect it to be this level. She couldn't help being taken aback, and walked quickly all the way to the classroom. Just as she wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, she saw that the classroom was also full of fans. It's like a meet and greet.

Mao Mi: "..."

The students of the Institute of Ancient Culture are both proud and displeased. The displeased thing is that their good-looking professors will be seen by others, but in general they are more proud, especially when they look at the tails of envious students outside. It's going to be up to the sky.

Sitting in the first row, Liu Yin looks like a good student who loves to learn, but he doesn't know that his heart is filled with the screams of the little hairball, and he can't wait to post a topic on the spot #论爱豆为自己的教师是什么意思#.

Seeing so many people in the classroom for the first time, Mao Mi couldn't laugh or cry, opened the courseware, cleared his throat, and looked up like a teacher when he looked up again.

"Have you written all your homework?"

Before the voice fell, the person raised his hands and howled, as if he was not writing homework, but a masterpiece, with high momentum and enthusiasm.

"Then after class, Liu Yin will trouble you to collect it." Mao Mi glanced at the homework lightly, glanced at the excited students, shook his head and laughed: "There are a lot of classmates today... and there are many new faces, all of whom are interested in this class." interested?"

As soon as these words came out, many people present showed embarrassing expressions. They couldn't say that they were purely here to see people.

Having already guessed the answer, Mao Mi was not annoyed, and said gently: "I entered the school to study, no matter what the reason for coming to the class, you must listen to the class carefully, and you can ask questions at any time if you don't understand, I hope you can gain something today. "

This tone of coaxing the elementary school students really suits their tastes, the girls held their faces together and almost shouted "Everything you say is right".

"Now, please turn to page No. 70 of the textbook. Let's continue what we said last time. We will try to finish talking about the Tang Dynasty today." Mao Mi turned around and wrote a headline on the blackboard, which caused another burst of excitement among the students below. They couldn't help sighing, it was the first time they saw that the chalk characters were so beautiful.

His classes are always concise, easy to understand, and full of wit and humor. Just listening to his gentle and patient voice, the students don't want to leave, let alone deserting, even after class feels like a waste.Many students who came to see people listened carefully to the class at the end, and even borrowed paper to take notes. It was completely unexpected that such a long time ago was so interesting.

When it came to the poems of the prosperous Tang Dynasty, the students became even more interested. They raised their hands one after another, and some boys coyly asked: "Teacher, is it difficult to write poems? Can we learn it too?"

"Of course," Mao Mi smiled and rolled his eyes when he heard this question, "Everyone can learn it well. It doesn't matter whether the writing is good or not. You see the scene, encounter something, and have thoughts and emotions that you want to entrust and express. Write it down as much as you can.”

"Teacher, can you also write?"

Mao Mi paused, turned around to write the notes that should be written, and said with a smile: "What do you think?"

So the classroom was immediately drowned out by shouts of "can write", "teacher can do everything!", "Isn't this nonsense!", and the boy who asked the question had to swallow his question dumbfounded and concentrate on copying his notes.He wrote down Mao Mi's handwriting carefully, feeling a surge of admiration inexplicably, and suddenly understood the fanaticism of the fans around him.He was only dragged here by his girlfriend today, and even a few buddies also liked this teacher. He laughed at them for being stupid before, but he didn't expect that he would become a small fan after only half a class now.

It is difficult to be active in the university classroom, so Mao Mi has always cherished this positive and energetic atmosphere, and tried to speak better and more interestingly every time, and it is best to teach everyone.After finishing the serious class, Mao Mi sighed as he looked at the reluctant eyes of the students, his doting expression fascinated all the girls.

Sitting on the podium, he randomly picked up a small ancient story and told them vividly. Maybe it was because the atmosphere was so good, or maybe because his personality had changed a lot, so even telling stories at this time was not shy or embarrassing.

"Teacher," a student who has been listening carefully asked timidly, "In the past, people really had to work hard to fly?" This is a student of other majors, and many students from the Ancient Culture Institute laughed when they asked the question. But Mao Mi obviously didn't think there was anything wrong with this naive question.

He nodded and said earnestly: "I know those times are too far away from you, but you should have heard these fairy tales. Whether it is the ancient ancestors from too long ago, or the ancestors who entered the technological age, they have always been I am yearning for the sky, yearning for the universe. Don’t look at how many star fields you can fly casually now, which is calculated in light years, but in the past, even landing on the moon was a major progress of the times. In that era, the moon It is the most beautiful place, how many sages and great men have looked at the moon and dreamed about what it looks like."

"I don't know if you have read a sentence, 'If the ship and the sail can catch the breeze of heaven, someone will bravely step into that nothingness.' We not only travel the universe by stepping on the shoulders of our ancestors, but also ride Their dreams can only touch the stars with their lifetime wishes. So... everyone should cherish it."

The students sighed unanimously. They never knew that what they had at their fingertips was so difficult, or they never thought about it.

Smiling and letting them think, Mao Mi glanced at the time, left quietly, and ran into Yu Kongyou's office along the path. The teacher and the student chatted leisurely for a long time while making tea.But Mao Mi didn't know at all that what he said in the classroom today directly decided a major event.But that's for later.

It was already dusk when he came out of Yu Kongyou's office, and Mao Mi took a few boxes of tea leaves stuffed by the teacher, and was still picking a path to go home.While admiring the natural beauty of the courtyard, he was caught off guard and pulled to the corner by a hand.

Mao Mi was so frightened that her heart almost jumped out, but when she looked closely, it was Julian who was sneaking beside her.

"Julian? Why are you here?"

Julian poked his head out and was relieved when he saw that there was no one around. He turned around and smiled happily, "I came to play with you. There are so many people in school today, and I have been chased for a long time."

"...How do you know I'm here?"

"The whole Federation knows about it." Julian looked innocent. "I guessed that you would take the path and searched for a long time according to the map."

Mao Mi was suddenly very tired: "I won't ask where you found this kind of map...Why did you come to me all of a sudden?"

"Aren't you going to record a song for the movie tomorrow? I'm invited to accompany you." Julian's eyes sparkled, and if he had a tail, he would be wagging happily.

"I actually asked you to move..." Mao Mi's head is now filled with the sinister laughter of Liu Wenwei's scheme.

Mr. Julian Sullen curled his lips and said aggrievedly: "Aren't you happy that I come to accompany you? I'm a great musician!"

Mao Mi smiled helplessly: "Of course I am happy, but I feel a little surprised."

As if seeing the wavering in Mao Mi's expression, Julian immediately raised his hand to show his innocence: "Don't get me wrong! I just record songs for my friends, there is no other meaning!"

"Understood, thank you." Mao Mi tilted his head, patted the dust for him, and pushed him forward, "Go, I invite you to dinner."

"Really? I want to go to the Grand Star Hotel!"

Mao Mi slapped him directly: "I think too much, I will do it myself."

It wasn't until he led the person in that Mao Mi realized that if Huo Jingchu knew about this, he would have to coax him for a while... Thinking of this, he looked at Julian with a vague sense of mystery.Julian, who was helping to set the dishes and chopsticks, suddenly felt a chill creeping up his back, and when he turned his head and saw Mao Mian cooking peacefully, he thought to himself that he really cared too much.

Not long after this self-comfort, Julian heard Mao Mi's shout: "Julian, help me chop the vegetables."

All right, just chopping vegetables, thought Julian.

"By the way, wash this pot of meat."

It doesn't matter, washing the meat is also a piece of cake.

"And this dish, you can fry it for me..."

Mr. Julian Good finally couldn't bear the shock and turned around: "I thought it was you who invited me to dinner!"

"Hahaha..." Mao Mi laughed so hard that he almost knelt down, "Hahahaha, I'm sorry, I was just joking with you. Go sit down, and I'll call you when you're done."

It was the first time Julian saw him laughing so happily, so unrestrained, the unwillingness and sadness of the previous unilateral loss of love dissipated instantly.Being friends like this seems to be the best choice for him and Mao Mi.

"We'll be good friends, right?" Julian blurted out.

Mao Mi replied without thinking: "We have always been good friends."

Finally relieved, Julian hummed a tune and wandered into the living room. As soon as he sat on the sofa, he saw a framed photo on the cabinet next to the sofa. He thought it would be Mao Mi's photo, but he didn't think it was another man.Even though Julian didn't care much about the entertainment industry, he recognized Huo Jingchu.

"Oh..." Julian stared at the unsmiling man for a while, then shrugged and put it back in place. After thinking about it, he stretched his neck and shouted: "Ami, I wish you happiness!"

The young man who was frying the vegetables smiled and turned his head, with obvious happiness on his face: "Thank you."