Sun Tao didn't say yes or no, he just said lightly: "Let's talk about it. Class will start tomorrow. In fact, I'm a little nervous."
A youth campus drama also has to match the appearance and personality of a girl with average acting skills... Bah!
A gentleman never speaks ill of someone, so Sun Tao changed the subject.
The forest is big and there are all kinds of birds: not everyone knows how to advance and retreat appropriately, some people live by being skinless and shameless, and they will bet on you if you don't want to break your face.
Xu Yang hesitated for a moment, then smiled, "Don't be nervous. Although we are not majors, our freshman courses are similar. What's the first class tomorrow? Is it still college English?"
"College English, the first period of school is a morning English class."
"Haha, you really don't have to worry about this class. Our art school focuses on listening and speaking, and the requirements for reading and writing are not high. Moreover, the English teachers are all beauties with good looks and temperament... All our teachers actually don't care much. Students, usually you love to study and study, but at the end of the semester they really take the test on you..."
Zhu Yawen had already told Sun Tao what he said. Sun Tao said a few perfunctory words and then yawned, "I will go to the airport to see off my friends at 11 o'clock. I have to go back and catch up on some sleep."
Xu Yang, "Haha, that's it, that's it. Fortunately, it rained a little bit today, otherwise it would have been too hot if I hadn't squinted for a while at noon. Oh, just in time, I'll see you off on a bicycle."
Sun Tao smiled and said, "Come on, you'd better return the bike to me quickly. If someone calls the police, you'll be in trouble."
……
When Sun Tao walked out of the small restaurant, Xu Yang pushed his bicycle and followed him, "You have to get used to it in the first week of school. How about having a meal together on Friday night?"
Sun Tao, "It depends on the situation. If I'm fine..."
Normal people know that Sun Tao is just an excuse. If I have nothing to do, I will go to dinner with you, but if there is something else, I won't go.
But before Sun Tao finished speaking, Xu Yang said excitedly: "Come on! I'm just waiting for your words. Let's call on Friday afternoon. Hey, hey, if Friday doesn't work, we'll use Saturday. If Saturday doesn't work, we'll have Sunday. ”
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There is a curriculum next to the blackboard in classroom A-303, and Chen Haohao has also posted an electronic version in the QQ group.
On September 22, 2003, Monday, at 7:35 in the morning, Sun Tao went directly to the classroom after breakfast. This was his first class at the university.
There is a curriculum posted on the door of the lecture theater. The curriculum of this classroom, which classes are held here from Monday to Friday, and what classes are held...
This morning, the 2003 Acting Class was taught College English together with the 2003 Acting Class (Higher Vocational College), the 2003 Drama and Film and Television Class, the 2003 Drama Art Class, and the 2003 Radio and Television Directing Class.
The class schedule shows the number of students in each class, and Sun Tao carefully calculated the total number of students in his mind: 132.
When he opened the door and walked in, there was no one in the classroom, so Sun Tao found a remote corner to sit down.
……
People gradually came to the classroom, and no one disturbed Sun Tao as he lowered his head to read.
As expected, she was a beautiful teacher in her early 30s, who was completely different from the English teachers in technical secondary schools. In the first class, the teacher did not mention her name. After introducing her name, she started talking about interesting things that happened when she was studying abroad: There was someone in the laboratory. When the call came in, a room full of Chinese students didn’t dare to answer the call, because everyone was learning English for the deaf; the English learned in China sounded like...
The teacher was talking to the other side, and a girl in white clothes moved like a rabbit from the front row to Sun Tao's side, "Hey, Sun Tao, why did you sit in such a remote corner?"
The girl half-crouched next to Sun Tao, "Move inside and let me sit down. Hurry up, the teacher will look over!"
Sun Tao, a girl sitting in the penultimate row by the window of the lecture theater, squatted on the aisle between the window and the seats. Although her back was facing the light, her face, which was raised up, had its own light, as delicate and smooth as soft porcelain... "Hurry up~" the girl urged with a frown, like a coquettish little girl. She was indeed a little girl. She was born in 1987 and is only 16 this year. She is only 17 even if she counts.
Sun Tao moved inside, and the girl immediately sat where he was. She flicked her ponytail and stretched out her hand, "Zhang Jiajia, from the higher vocational class."
Sun Tao shook hands with her and thought to himself: Is it a common practice for female artists to change their names? Liu Yifei seems to have changed her name several times. Sun Tao smiled softly and said: "I know."
"You know!" the girl exclaimed, remembering that she glanced at the female teacher on the podium in class, turned her head and stuck out her tongue playfully, "How do you know?"
"You are the youngest in our class, so it is normal for you to know."
"That's right, well, it turns out it's because I'm young. I thought you... Hey, forget it, I heard that you are going to collaborate with a classmate in the directing class on a short film. Well, well, consider me when you choose the role. ”
She grabbed Sun Tao's arm, held him in her arms, and shook him.
She's not a little girl, she's already a big girl.
Sun Tao was a little confused and thought: It's a beauty trap. But her face was full of innocence, but if you say she doesn't understand, I remember she also came from a dance school. Li Qinglei once said that they chatted in the girls' dormitory of their art school. The topic is hotter than Tokyo...What to do if the cucumber and eggplant break inside is their topic...
Sun Tao twisted his arm. Not only did he not pull it out, but it sank deeper and deeper. He looked upright. He glanced at it and saw an obvious career line through the white chiffon shirt. The swaying white breasts made people dizzy.
Fortunately, Li Xiaojun and Du Juan were here yesterday. Sun Tao would have been furious during the military training.
Looking up, the girl looked at him with a half-smile.
Sun Tao said calmly: "If you have something to say, don't just talk."
"Oh~"
Sun Tao turned to look at the blackboard. The teacher wrote some daily expressions on the blackboard, which were very different from the content in daily conversations and textbooks.
"Do you understand?" Zhang Jiajia came over, her hair tickled Sun Tao's neck, and a faint fragrance penetrated Sun Tao's nose.
"I passed CET-4."
"Wow, you are so awesome. Don't talk about us art students. I heard that many students from ordinary universities can't even get their degree certificates because they don't speak English well."
……
The two classes passed quickly, and the teacher didn't finish the first class at all.
"Let's take a break during this class. Interested students can come over and add me to contact me. There is an English salon in our school when there is no class. Let's all go and join it..."
After class, many students from the 2003 Performing Arts Class were wandering around, and then they saw Sun Tao and the little girl with a ponytail behind the lecture theater.
Of course Sun Tao doesn't hate Zhang Jiajia. Who would hate a beautiful woman? If you don't need to go to the toilet after class, it's a good choice to chat with the beautiful woman. (End of chapter)