It has been five years since Yu You served as a professor of the honorary course "Intensive Lectures on Masterpieces of Chinese Literature", and this is the first time he has come to teach his son today.
He has been smart since he was a child, and he has a lot of books at home. He likes to read books. When he was a child, he often pestered his father to let him tell stories.
Later, when he grew up, he had his own ideas after reading books, so he seldom listened to his father explaining books to him.
As the class time approached, other students in the class also came to the classroom one after another.
Yu You also came to the classroom five minutes earlier, and took a brief look around. Eight of the students were new faces.
"Hello, everyone, I am Yu You, and I will be the lecturer of your famous works."
Yu You briefly introduced himself, and his eyes fell on his son. He and Xia Zhenyue sat together, and their expressions were different.
Yu Zhile is more of a novelty. His father gave him lessons, and he still thinks it is very interesting. There used to be a classmate in junior high school, and the teacher who taught the class was his mother. When that classmate took his mother's Chinese class, he was so serious , maybe for that classmate, the whole junior high school is a nightmare.
Xia Zhenyue is much more well-behaved. She thinks that Uncle Yu is very powerful. Just thinking about it, Yu You, who can serve as the honorary course professor of Zhejiang University Zhuyuan Academy, naturally has high academic attainments, and she is still having sex with his son. together
Except for the counselor, no one else in the class knew that Yu You was Yu Zhile's father. When Yu You walked into the classroom, other students in the class were quite surprised that the professor was young, after all, he was only in his forties.
The eyebrows and eyes look familiar, as if I have seen them somewhere, if Yu You takes off his eyes, maybe some classmates will be surprised and say, "He looks like the monitor"
"I'll simply call names and get to know everyone."
? In the first class of school, roll call is essential. There are few people in the class, so it is impossible to skip class.
The first place is Xia Zhenyue, her entrance score is the first in the class.
"Summer pillow moon."
"arrive."
Xia Zhenyue didn't know whether to raise her hand or stand up. After hesitating for a while, she stood up.
"Okay, please sit down."
Yu You nodded before she pushed down the chair again and sat down again.
"Yu Zhile."
"arrive!"
Yu Zhile also stood up, with a smile on his face, and the father and son made eye contact, but they didn't know what they were talking about.
"Okay, please sit down."
Yu You nodded, and Yu Zhile sat down again.
Xia Zhenyue on the side was secretly laughing.
Yu Zhile asked her: "What are you laughing at?"
She whispered: "It's nothing, it's just interesting. This is the first time I heard my uncle call your name."
"I haven't heard him call my name for a long time."
Yu Zhile thought about it, and at home, only the mother would occasionally call the father and son by their full names, 'Yu You! ¡¯ ¡®Yu Zhile! ¡¯ Every time such a full name is called out, the old fish and the little fish will tremble in their hearts.
As a professor, Yu You has a very amiable temperament, and all the students he has taught like him very much.
? After studying on this campus, and returning to this campus to teach, and now his son has come to his classroom, Yu You can't help but lament the wonder of life.
"Our masterpieces are intensively taught in this course, based on text interpretation, focusing on the analysis of literary connotations, understanding the influence of the writer's experience and mentality on his works, from point to point, through literature to see culture, to examine literature in the context of culture, Constituting the curriculum framework of text-literature-culture¡±
Yu You was doing the introduction of the course, and he basically didn't need to turn the pages of the book.
The most attractive part of Yu You's lectures is his writer's experience and stories that extend beyond literary works.
For example, when he talked about Li Bai's poems, he mainly talked about Li Bai, saying that he was so romantic and crazy, and he always believed that he had a fairy spirit in him. From Li Bai's personal experience, he extended it to his works. direction to analyze.
On the contrary, he skips the specific "what does it mean and what do you think" in Chinese reading comprehension in junior high school and high school, and let everyone get to know this person first, and then ponder their own perception and understanding.
Gradually, everyone also found that the class was different from that of middle school and high school. Professor Yu has his own lecture mode, and the textbooks are more like for them to read outside of class.
From the cultural backgrounds of the pre-Qin, Han, Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties literature modules, Tang and Song literature modules, Yuan, Ming and Qing literature modules, and modern literature modules, the famous artists are extended, and then I will tell you about these famous artists.p; "He told us to have a good rest, and I'll help you wash your hands."
"No need, you go to bed."
"Then you have to remember to come later."
"What's coming?"
"As you said just now, if you don't come, I will go to your room."
Yu Zhile gave her a sip on her pink face, went to the bathroom to wash her feet, face, and body, getting ready for a lunch break.
Putting on shorts and a loose vest, he turned on the air conditioner in the room and made the bed. He voluntarily lay on the outside of the bed, leaving the side next to the wall, lying flat on the bed, looking at the ceiling, Waiting for the girl to knock on the door and come in.
Xia Zhenyue felt a little nervous, so she also went to the bathroom to wash her feet, face, and body with a towel, then went back to her room, took off her trousers, and put on home shorts, revealing two white and beautiful legs.
It is now 1:20 noon, and I can sleep for more than an hour before going to class.
She lay down on her bed, hugging the pillow, and lay there for two minutes.
Then turned over and sat up again, walked to the door of Yu Zhile's room with the pillow in his arms, bent his knuckles, knocked lightly on the door, and then turned the doorknob to open the door.
The door didn't open very far, just wide enough for her to come in, so she stepped in through the crack, then turned her back to him, and closed the door again.
Yu Zhile didn't fall asleep, he was lying on his side looking at her, he liked her wearing shorts, only he could see those white and perfect legs.
"I thought you wouldn't come, but I was ready to find you."
"You haven't slept yet"
"Wait for you."
"Then don't go too far"
"How dare I."
"You, you close your eyes."
Yu Zhile closed her eyes obediently.
Probably the girl felt a little shy about climbing onto his bed. After he closed her eyes, she walked to the side of the bed with the pillow in her arms and came up from the end of the bed.
With her weight on the bed, she made a shameful babbling sound, and she had only climbed halfway, when the boy with his eyes closed opened his eyes, couldn't wait to hug her, and fell down together.
"ah¡ª¡ª"
Xia Zhenyue let out an exclamation, curled up into a ball, her face was blushing, and she stared at him above with wide eyes.
Yu Zhile half-supported her body, looked at her clean and greasy pretty face, felt a little bit of a throbbing feeling, closed her eyes and lowered her head, savoring the softness.
The afternoon sun shines through the gaps in the curtains and falls into the warm room. The girl is lying on the bed with her legs bent and her arms around his neck. The kiss between the two is sweet and gentle. Isn't this the most beautiful moment of love.
It's been a long time, lips parted.
Yu Zhile lay down next to her, and when she was about to embrace her in her arms, the girl shy.
"You, you turn your back to sleep"
"Can't you let me hug you to sleep?"
"No, you are already too much, so you have to turn around"
She pushed his shoulder, Yu Zhile had to lie on his side with his back to her.
Xia Zhenyue pulled up the quilt, covered the two of them, and lay down behind him.
Rubbing behind his back like a cat, she hugged his waist contentedly, those calves were dishonest, entangled with his legs, both of them were wearing home shorts, Yu Zhile could easily Feel the amazing smoothness of her skin.
"abdomen¡¡"
"no."
"abdomen¡!"
Yu Zhile had no choice but to let that little hand in.
She hugged him from behind, touched his belly contentedly, and then that little hand stayed at his heart, feeling his heartbeat.
"Will you be good to me for the rest of your life?" She closed her eyes and asked with her forehead against his back.
"It's only good for you, not just for a lifetime." Yu Zhile said.
She was a little more presumptuous, and even half-lifted his vest.
"I'm stingy" she said again.
"Um?"
"Did you know that a kitten's possessiveness is to occupy its smell on you and chew things that are given to you by others. I am similar to a kitten"