The growth strategy of the emperor who wears books

After working in another world for more than ten years, Wen Jue has a good memory for the content of this class, but he almost forgot it. Fortunately, before going out, he found the subject materials he had prepared in the study. After going through it on the way here, I have more or less a bottom line in my heart.

Wen Jue followed his memory to find the floor where this public class was located, and was recalling which classroom it was, when he saw a man of his age rushing over from a distance: "You've arrived, I can't stand it if you don't come again Hurry up, go in first." As he spoke, the man grabbed Wen Jue's arm and pulled it towards the public classroom.

The man's name was Wang Quan, and he was Wen Jue's colleague. Because his appearance was the same as in his memory, Wen Jue recognized him at a glance, so he left with him.

The moment he entered the classroom, everyone's eyes fell on him. This long-lost feeling made him feel a little dazed for a while.

Wen Jue stood on the podium, looked down, and all the youthful faces came into view, which reminded him of the person in his heart instantly.

In that world, Yin Wujiu was only 19 or [-] years old, just at the age of entering university, and those sitting here listening to this class include postgraduates and doctors, and some middle-aged or even elderly scholars. They are all in junior and senior years.

Wen Jue suddenly thought, if Wu Jiu was born here, maybe he would be like these people, studying and living carefreely in this ivory tower, instead of going through so many hardships and twists and turns at a young age. The burden of a country's rise and fall!

"Teacher, teacher..."

Wen Jue lost his mind accidentally, and a young man sitting in the front row called him a few times, seeing that he didn't respond, went up and tugged at the sleeve of his suit, and Wen Jue came back to his senses.

The boy whispered, "Teacher, what's wrong with you?"

Wen Jue settled down, looked down at the young man, and remembered that he was a graduate student he brought, his name was Yang Yue.

"It's okay." Wen Jue said.

Yang Yue gave him a worried look, and wanted to ask him if he was not feeling well, but considering the occasion, he didn't ask, and changed the subject: "Professor, where is your USB drive, let me get it for you. "

Before he came over, Yang Yue turned on the projector for him. Now he only needs to insert the USB flash drive and call up the courseware to start the lecture. However, what he didn't expect was that Wen Jue didn't even bring the USB flash drive.

After so many years of absence from class, Wen Jue really didn't expect this to be called by a phone call all of a sudden.

Yang Yue was taken aback when he heard that he didn't take the USB flash drive, and then said: "Did you drop it at home, or should I get it for you?"

Wen Jue said, "No need, let's just talk about it."

Yang Yue hesitated: "There is no PPT...is this easy to talk about?" It wasn't that he doubted Wen Jue's ability, but this open class was expected to last about an hour and a half, and it involved a lot of content. Without materials, if he went up by himself, he would probably be messed up, so it is really hard to imagine how the teacher can finish the lecture smoothly in this hour and a half.

But Wen Jue obviously didn't have such worries, he nodded calmly: "It's okay."

Facts have proved that Wen Jue does have such an ability.

After he started his lecture, a small class passed in a blink of an eye. During the 15-minute break, some students wanted to come over to ask Wen Jue questions, and some scholars who came here for his name wanted to come over to say hello to him, but they didn't wait for those people to come to the front , Wen Jue walked out of the classroom without looking back, and didn't go back until the preparatory bell rang.

After the two big classes were over, this time, those who wanted to greet Wen Jue moved much faster than before, and stopped them before he left the classroom.

The leader was a young woman with exquisite features and intelligent attire. She looked about 27 or [-]. She stretched out a hand towards Wen Jue and confidently declared her family name: "Professor Wen, I have heard about you for a long time. I am Shu Yi. I just listened to your lecture, I think it is very interesting, do you have time to communicate with me?"

The moment she said her name, there was a commotion in the classroom. The eyes of the students looking at this woman became burning. The expression was comparable to that of a fan group seeing the big idol they had been chasing for a long time.

Wen Jue thought for a while, and remembered the identity of this woman named Shu Yi, a well-known contemporary young female writer and poet, who won a well-known national literary award at the age of 14, and then won two world awards. The kind of beauty and talent described in the book.

It's a pity that he had just gone through a life-and-death farewell, and he had no intention of discussing any literary topics romantically with this rumored talented woman, so he just gently shook the woman's outstretched hand, calmly He said his name, and then he stopped talking.

Shu Yi became famous at a young age and has outstanding looks. She has been in the circle for more than ten years and has been sought after by others. She has never received such a cold reception. With an extraordinary bearing, she was unwilling to let it go, so she said a few more words, but was still lightly blocked by Wen Jue.

Seeing Wen Jue leaving behind the beautiful writer and leaving without looking back, Wang Quan hurriedly smoothed things over: "Miss Shu, Professor Wen is not like this usually, he is not feeling well today, the doctor told him to rest at home, but He thought this class was really important, so he insisted on coming, don't be offended, don't be offended!"

Shu Yi's stiff complexion gradually eased when she heard the words: "Well, no wonder I don't think he's in a very good condition, but he can still talk like this when he's sick, I have to say it's really amazing."

After Wang Quan arranged the group of people, he found Wen Jue on the roof of the teaching building in the department.

He frowned and walked over: "Old Wen, let me tell you what happened to you today?"

"It's okay." Wen Jue said the same thing.

"You're fine. Look at your listless appearance, as if you've lost your soul. Besides, your teaching style was not like this before!" As a well-known professor at a well-known university, Wen Jue is not only knowledgeable, but also very humorous in his lectures , the class he was talking about was full, but today, although he quoted extensively from other sources and had novel ideas in these two classes, he didn't speak very vividly. He didn't even interact with the students much in the whole class, and the students took the initiative to ask him questions , he answered patiently.

Wen Jue knew that he would not give up unless he gave Wang Quan an explanation, so he made up an excuse and said, "I have a bit of a cold. I took a cold medicine in the morning. It has sleeping ingredients, so I may be a little dizzy."

Although this reason is casual, it is reasonable when applied to his performance today. Wang Quan believed his words, and was relieved for a while. You have a cold and still leave this place to blow the cold wind, don't you want to die? Walk, walk, go down."

Wen Jue was almost dragged back to the office by Wang Quan.

There were some books, materials and a computer on his desk. When Wen Jue put his hands on it, he accidentally pressed a key on the keyboard, and the computer screen turned on.

He looked at the screen, and his mind suddenly moved. Then, he entered the password to unlock the screen, entered a few words in the browser search box, and pressed the confirmation button, and a lot of related links popped up.

Because the novel is a long novel, Wen Jue had already finished it when he read it, and according to his disciple who recommended this book to him, it was very popular at the time, so even though he was reborn a few months earlier, Wen Jue found it after a search.

After staring at one of the red links and hesitating for a while, Wen Jue moved the mouse to it and clicked on it.

The content described at the beginning of the novel is the scene of Yin Wujiu digging tree roots in a dry wasteland when he was a child. Wen Jue couldn't stand it after reading a few pages.

——That kind of distressed feeling is even more painful than the time when he went to the countryside to look for Yin Wujiu and saw those scenes.

Wen Jue closed his eyes and forked the page.

But after a while, he couldn't help but click on it again, and then looked down slowly.

As if looking at the person described in this book can ease the longing in his heart.

But obviously, this kind of behavior is no different from drinking poison to quench thirst. With the description in words, the appearance of the young man became clearer and clearer in his mind, and his heart became more and more chaotic and painful.

"Teacher, you are actually reading this book?"

Suddenly, a surprised voice came from behind, pulling Wen Jue's thoughts out of a certain memory in the past.

He turned his head to look over and found Yang Yue standing behind him, supporting the back of his chair with one hand, stretching his neck to look at his computer screen.

Seeing Wen Jue turn his face away, Yang Yue stepped back subconsciously, stood up straight, and said excitedly: "Teacher, are you just starting to read it? Let me tell you, this novel is really good. The male protagonist in it was quite funny when he was young, but when he grows up, he has a very cool personality. I love it so much, and do you know? There is a character in it, whose name is exactly the same as yours, and the personality is similar. I was thinking about it Don’t recommend it to you. I didn’t expect you to have discovered it a long time ago. I’ve read this book once. It’s the second time I read it. I think I can read it another [-] times. Teacher, is this the first time you read it, or should you read it again? ah?"

Wen Jue quietly listened to his eloquence, and said, "You came here, what's the matter?"

Hearing his faint inquiry, the excited expression on Yang Yue's face froze for a moment, then he pulled the corners of his mouth and laughed twice, and handed the paper in his hand to Wen Jue with both hands: "Teacher, the problem you pointed out earlier in this paper, I will It’s all changed, can you see if there’s anything wrong with it?”

As Yang Yue's tutor, it was Wen Jue's responsibility to guide his thesis. He read through the stack of materials at a glance, picked up a few mistakes, and expressed his own opinion, and then called Yang Yue back.

Noticing that the other person's eyes looking at him gradually became a little strange, Wen Jue said, "What's wrong?"

Yang Yue said, "Teacher, you are so handsome."

Wen Jue raised the material in his hand and knocked it on his head.

Yang Yue hurriedly covered his head and shrunk back, while changing his words: "I'm joking, teacher, I actually want to say that what you said to me before is not the case. It's only been a few days, and your point of view has changed. Yes, I just think your opinions change quickly, which is very strong, so I think you are so handsome."

What he said was pure nonsense, but Wen Jue couldn't help feeling a little emotional when he heard it.

It's been more than ten years now. According to the age in mind, he is over 40, and he has experienced so many things. Not to mention that his thoughts will change, even his personality is probably very different from before!

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-02-1222:07:13~2021-02-1323:00:31期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 pickled fish;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: hjhs10 bottles;