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After the holiday, Xu Jiangtong asked the Academic Affairs Office for a list of students.The teacher knew that his Chinese was not good, so he marked the pinyin thoughtfully.

The list is very long, with a total of 103 lines.Xu Jiangtong classified according to his profession and quickly found his target.

There are a total of 18 people majoring in logistics.Xu Jiangtong remembered that he always went in and out with his teammates. After recalling it, he found that he had no impression of another boy.

It is estimated that Tao Xihong was dizzy that day, and all his attention was on him.

After reading the list, Xu Jiangtong opened the courseware and looked back at the syllabus, revised a few words, and took a rest after making sure they were correct.

Extended elective courses have a total of 2 credits, 32 class hours, and are completed in two semesters, with an average of eight classes in four weeks per semester.The History of Western Art taught by Xu Jiang is in the second session on Tuesday night and Friday afternoon, which is a good time to skip class.

Although he had made enough mental preparations, he dragged his tired body into the evening classroom the next day, and he still took a deep breath.

Only half of the lecture halls that can accommodate 120 people are seated, and they are crowded in the last few rows. Computers and textbooks are placed on the desks, as if they are here to make up homework.

Xu Jiangtong stood on the podium and repeatedly confirmed that neither Tao Xihong nor his classmates came.

The class bell rang, and the noisy classroom still had no tendency to be quiet.He turned on the microphone and cleared his throat: "Okay, classbegins."

In just three words, the pronunciation is full and clear, with a lazy ending.

Everyone finally noticed the teacher on the podium.

"Wow, so handsome!" someone whispered, "There is such a young foreign teacher in our school?"

Xu Jiangtong didn't hear it. He lowered his head and fiddled with the courseware, and introduced himself: "My name is Gian-Carlo Graziano, and I am the teacher of Western art history this semester. This course is taught in English, with bilingual courseware in Chinese and English. All materials and courses The replays can be viewed in the school's course selection system. I hope we can have a happy four weeks."

...that's weird.

After saying the last sentence, he couldn't help complaining about the attendance rate of the "water class" in his heart.

He has never been wronged like this since he started his Ph.D. and stepped onto the podium.

"This is my resume." Then there is a necessary link before each class-introducing your education background, portfolio, how many papers you have published, and what your impact factor is.

They chattered under the ground, obviously shocked by his scientific research results of high yield like a sow.

After the presentation, he switched to the next page and officially started the lecture.

It is absolutely impossible to give a person 32 hours to explain clearly the 5000-year aesthetic changes in the West.Xu Jiangtong intends to start with sculpture, and clarify the progress of human civilization in the process of artistic changes from point to point.

The lecture process was very smooth. Xu Jiangtong recalled the integration and entanglement of nature, religion, politics and art over the past thousand years, and quickly immersed himself in it, forgetting all the fatigue of the evening class.

Five minutes before the end of get out of class, the phone's vibration alert rang.He raised his hand and glanced at his watch, exhaling a sigh of relief.

"Today's class is here first. I don't know if the students can accept the mode of teaching in English. This is the feedback. I hope everyone can fill it out."

After speaking, he turned to the last page of the courseware and pointed at the QR code with a laser pointer.

Isn't this name calling in disguise?Everyone was in an uproar.

The education in European and American colleges and universities is famous for its rigor. Everyone’s impression of foreign teachers is that they are rigid and difficult to speak.

Xu Jiang sat on the high chair next to the podium with his chest closed, observing the expressions of the students.

5 minutes passed quickly.As soon as the get out of class bell rang, he turned off the courseware, disconnected the computer from the projector, and entered the background to export the questionnaire in Excel format.

The forms are arranged according to the filling time, Xu Jiangtong leaned lazily on the table, and only scrolled the mouse, and saw a dazzling name.

Tao Xihong's name is impressively listed.

He stared at the screen, stunned for half a minute, then glanced at the number of people who filled out the form—92, the remaining 11 people probably had no friends in this school.

Fine.He comforted himself. Sure enough, only when the roll call can he realize the students' love for art.

Xu Jiangtong sat and rested for a while, packed his things and went back to the office.When they were about to go home, they happened to meet Yue Yang coming in from the outside, and the two greeted each other.

"Mr. Xiaojiang, you have worked hard in the evening class."

He was indeed a little tired, and nodded with a smile.

"I just finished playing badminton, so I should go out for a walk after sitting for a long time." In contrast, Yue Yang was very energetic, and he stroked his hair and asked, "Does Teacher Xiao Jiang usually like to exercise?"

Xu Jiangtong was blocked at the door and had no choice but to answer: "It's okay."

"Playing ball? Or running?"

"Just play casually for a while." He didn't want to elaborate, so he found an excuse to prevaricate, said "go home early" and left.

After returning home and taking a comfortable hot bath, Xu Jiangtong put on his pajamas and leaned on the sofa, remembering the topic Yue Yang mentioned just now.

In fact, he can play volleyball and was once the main force of the college team.Walking into the volleyball hall the day before yesterday aroused some memories of my school days.If he hadn't been heartbroken by Tao Xihong, he might have watched them play a game seriously.

But now, Xu Jiangtong just wanted to name him and warn him.

The three days passed quickly, and soon it was Friday.Walking into the classroom this time, he obviously felt that there were one-third more students, and many people sat in the front seats.

But there was still no sign of Tao Xihong.

Xu Jiangtong moved the sign-in to the front of the class, and chose a few simple questions to write a quiz.After waiting for a few minutes, he saw Tao Xihong's name in the "Completed" list again, and coughed angrily.

"Because there are too many people in the class, I can't recognize you all in just four weeks. Let's get to know a few students today." After speaking, he opened the list of students with a smile, and scrolled the mouse pretendingly, carefully flipping through the list. several pages.

After the foreplay was done, he cleared his throat and called out the name he had already thought of: "Tao Xihong, please tell me what we talked about last class?"

As soon as the words came out, the students looked up one after another, their eyes full of shock, because he pronounced Tao Xihong's Chinese name with a very standard tone.

"I'll ask again, Tao Xihong, are you there?"

"……"no respond.

Xu Jiangtong frowned in embarrassment: "Since you're not here, who took the test just now?"

"..." Everyone became more and more silent.

"The original intention of the school to open elective courses is to expand knowledge and relax the body and mind. There is no final assessment in my class, so I hope everyone can take the initiative to attend." Xu Jiangtong put away his smile and assumed the posture of a teacher. "There is someone in the class who can contact Tao Xihong. A classmate? Please remind him to come to my office before the next class."

So cruel.

Zhang Cheng, Tao Xihong's teammate, was shaking when he tipped off the news.

At this time, Tao, the person concerned, was rushing to catch up with his professional class assignments on the public computer in the library.Knowing that he was named, he was split in two on the spot.

"Why didn't you shout for me?" He asked angrily.

"Because he asked you 'what was taught in the last class', how dare I answer that." Zhang Cheng buried his head in typing with a guilty conscience, "Besides, this foreign teacher seems to be able to speak Chinese..."

"What?!" Tao Xihong couldn't hold back at all, "You don't have fucking hallucinations, do you?"

"At least he pronounced your name very well."

Tao Xihong's first reaction was - it's over.

"Foreign teachers don't understand Chinese." The confident words were still ringing in my ears at that time.

So in the two previous encounters, how much did he understand about the topic of "conspiring loudly" between the two?

"By the way, brother, he also said that you should go to his office in person before next Tuesday." Zhang Cheng's words were like the last straw that broke the camel's back.

Tao Xihong looked at the homework that was due in 6 hours, and rolled his eyes hard.

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Teacher Xiao Jiang will not intentionally embarrass the students, the essence is to tease him hhh