Chapter Thirty-Four: Two Great Geniuses

  Time flies, and soon it was time for class.

  Zhao Heng didn't ask too much about the two of them, just reminding them to be careful. Zhang Ningyan didn't have much energy to deal with Song Qingguan, but that didn't mean she couldn't handle him. On the way to class that day, Zhao Heng, who had calculated the date, looked at Song Qingguan beside him and asked: "When is your second uncle coming back?"

  "He took off from abroad two days ago."

  Song Qingguan, who had just made a phone call, was full of confidence: "I estimate that it will arrive in Huahai within the next two days."

  Having obtained Song Qingguan's affirmative answer, Zhao Heng felt a sense of relief in his heart. Purely relying on attacking the Song Group to shift attention is treating symptoms but not the root cause, and solving problems once and for all has always been the best method. Therefore, when he heard that Qingguan had returned with considerable legal expertise, Zhao Heng was delighted from the bottom of his heart.

  In the afternoon, it was a public class, and three people walked into the public classroom of Hua University.

  The classroom has more than 300 seats, enough for four or five classes of freshmen to attend class. Three people who entered through the back door looked around and found no good seats, so they sat in the last row. As soon as they sat down, Qiao Pangzi raised his eyebrows at Zhao Heng, who looked up and saw Du Ziyuan and Ding Lingling walking into the classroom with a flourish.

  Their fiery figures and long legs instantly attracted the attention of all freshmen, but before anyone could take a second look, several burly students stood up from the third row. Zhao Heng and others were shocked to find that it was Tu Honggang and others. Tu Honggang first pointed at the scanning freshmen and scolded: "Who the hell is staring to death."

  When he saw Zhao Heng and the other two, his eyes became even sharper!

  Zhao Heng sneered in his heart: It seems that Lu Meng was right, a bully and a thug will never surrender unless they are taught a lesson.

  Tu Honggang revealed a flattering smile and gave up his seat to Ding Lingling and the others, leading several people to squeeze together. Du Ziyuan hesitated for a moment, but was pulled over by Ding Lingling to sit down. Qiao Baozi looked at them from afar, feeling sentimental: "Being a beauty is really great, even a seat has someone fighting to give it up."

  "Fat boy, you're quite lucky too."

  Song Qing's face flashed a hint of playful smile, and he teased Qiao Yuncai in a low voice: "The netizen you're going to meet has an amazing figure too. With that figure, wearing a uniform would make her a stunner. Unfortunately, it was just a brief meeting and I didn't get a good look at her facial features. But she dared to meet you bare-faced, which shows that her self-worth is definitely not low."

  Qiao Pangzi was just about to smile triumphantly when Zhao Heng turned his head and asked, "What net friend?"

  Qiao Pangzi hastily pulled Song Qingguan: "Just a chess friend met online, that's all."

  Zhao Heng felt that these two guys were hiding something from him, and just as he was about to ask a few more questions, an old professor walked in through the door. He put aside his thoughts and picked up his textbook, "Political Economics". The old professor sat down at the podium, gave a few words of welcome as usual, and then began to lecture with slides.

  The professor's surname is Sun, but few people remember his name.

  Zhao Heng made an exception and also wrote down his phone number.

  The professor's lecture was as dull as water, making people drowsy. No wonder, Zhao Heng thought he looked like a man in his sixties too. He must have lectured on this public course thousands of times over the years, and it would be surprising if he still had any passion left. Nevertheless, Zhao Heng listened attentively, absorbing the nutrients from the textbook and slides.

  A class is 45 minutes, daydreaming and chatting are over, gritting one's teeth to listen is also over. So Zhao Heng would rather spend his time listening in class, at least he can learn something. However, as he listened, he felt that something was not right, the old professor's lecture raised many questions for him, and Zhao Heng couldn't help but write down some questions on paper.

  He planned to ask the old professor after class, he wanted a clearer principle. The old professor was walking around the classroom teaching while holding a book, scanning hundreds of students, seeing that everyone was dozing off but didn't stop him, but when he swept past Zhao Heng listening attentively, a glimmer of light flashed by, and then walked past from beside Zhao Heng.

  His body paused behind Zhao Heng for a moment, and then he continued to lecture as if nothing had happened.

  Time has passed more than half, the old professor's prepared content has also been turned to the last page. As the class is about to end, the drowsy students have become lively again. The old professor takes advantage of this pre-class energy and pushes his glasses up, blurting out a few words: "I know I'm lecturing very dryly, just going through the motions like plain water."

  Professor Sun gazed at the hundreds of students with varying heights and expressions, his face slowly unfolding from its wrinkles: "But I've been teaching for decades, it's normal to feel mentally exhausted. However, you are just starting university, full of vitality, passion, and drive. Unfortunately, after one class, I didn't see many people listening attentively."

  A student spoke up weakly: "Professor, what you're saying is really uninteresting."

  Many people echoed that university is better than high school, you can challenge the authority of teachers.

  "My lectures are indeed dull, but that's no excuse for your negativity."

  Professor Sun pushed his glasses again, and the smile on his face was still gentle: "You can't let your learning spirit become negative just because my lectures are dull. You come to class to learn knowledge, no matter whether I lecture in a dull or vivid way, you should all go all out to learn. In life, one should always be positive and proactive."

  His words made Zhao Heng quite agree, Qiao Baozi and Song Qingguan also showed a hint of respect, the old professor's words were indeed reasonable, can learning be negative because of others' good or bad? However, many students still didn't think so, Professor Sun had expected people's habitual thinking, so he threw out another heavy bomb:

  "Twenty-eight years ago, I was ten times more boring than I am now when lecturing."

  Sun's classroom was surrounded by hundreds of students, and he spoke clearly: "At that time, there were not many students, only sixty-seven people. After one class, at least sixty people fell asleep. In such a dull situation, a student came to me with books and paper after class and asked me nineteen questions."

  "Eight years ago, there was also a student who came after class to ask me questions, she asked fifteen of them."

  Zhao Heng was taken aback and glanced over the questions he had written down on paper.

  At this time, Tu Honggang sneered: "They must be full and bored, or want to please you for good grades." Although Tu Honggang was a sports student, he still needed to take some public courses to make up for the credits, so he specifically chose such easy-to-pass subjects, let alone taking classes with Ding Lingling.

  Upon hearing the professor's sarcastic rebuke, they couldn't help but retort: "Those two definitely have no future."

  Ding Lingling and the others also nodded in agreement, this kind of fawning behavior was not shameful to them, so they also looked down on the two people mentioned by Professor Sun; seemingly having expected someone to mock and ridicule, Professor Sun smiled and blurted out the names of the two people: "One is called Dongfang Xiong, the other is Du Yaqi."

  The whole audience fell silent! The crows and sparrows made no sound!

  Tu Honggang and Ding Lingling's faces were as ugly as they could get, Professor Sun was directly slapping them in the face. One is China's most famous war general, China's pride; one is a renowned talent of China University, Miss Du from the wealthy Du family. Tu Honggang and his gang ridiculed these two people, childish and ignorant, it's estimated that this will spread quickly.

  Du Ziyuan's mouth slightly opened: "Sister?"

  She spoke in a low voice, her face filled with joy, finally able to hear the encouraging words from her sister. Professor Sun, with his hands behind his back, smiled leisurely during the silence: "Dongfang Xiong and Du Yaqi are both proud of Huada University, they are not much different from you, just more proactive and positive, they can still strive for progress even in dullness."

  "What else can stop their advancing footsteps in this world?"

  Professor Sun's tone was full of appreciation for the two, and his voice echoed in the classroom: "In these twenty-eight years, only they have made me see a glimmer of hope. I thought that in this life, I would never again see students with such sharp ambition, but today, I am delighted to be proven wrong once more by another classmate who has given old Sun a new perspective."

  As soon as this remark came out, it suddenly startled hundreds of students with curiosity and surprise. Although the lesson was not taught at a high level, Professor Sun's previous remarks made everyone understand that the old man was absolutely wise and foolish, so his gaze followed his moving footsteps, and Du Ziyuan also turned his head to look back: Who can get the professor's favor?

  Zhao Heng looked at Professor Sun who was approaching him and felt a inexplicable numbness on his scalp.

  Qiao Yuncai and Song Qingguan also looked around, wanting to find the third genius in twenty-eight years. As a result, they found that the old professor was getting closer and closer to themselves. Qiao Yuncai subconsciously touched his cheek and whispered to Song Qingguan: "Is it me? Did the professor see my exceptional talent? Oh my god, I'm so excited!"

  Before he could finish speaking, Professor Sun looked at Zhao Heng with a smile:

  "Classmate, what's your name?"