My art is too advanced.

Chapter 89: Don’t ask the common people, ask the strange gods (please give me a monthly ticket!!!)

"Brother Yue."

"Brother Yue, you're back."

"Hey, Brother Yue is busy preparing for the postgraduate entrance examination?"

hiss.

The other two people quickly covered Ding Qi's mouth.

But Zhou Yue was still one point faster than them. "How is your paper going? Send it to me directly later."

Ding Qi was a little dumbfounded.

But he still spoke honestly, "The paper is almost finished, right?"

"Just send it to me directly." Zhou Yue nodded and said with a smile.

The three of them looked at each other and obediently sent their papers over.

The other two people glanced at Ding Qi with an unfriendly look on their faces.

"I won't make any comments for you either. Bring me a pen and paper and I'll tell you what to do. You can make the changes directly on the paper and send it to me tonight."

"it is good."

The three of them nodded, their faces extremely serious.

Zhou Yue was very satisfied with their attitude.

Then, Zhou Yue finished reading the six papers from beginning to end, and only more than three hours had passed.

But Ding Qi looked at the densely packed revision suggestions on his hands.

From the format of the paper to the location of some illustrations.

There are also some minor calculation issues.

Ding Qi felt a tingling sensation on his scalp.

Why is it that when I spent more than half a month writing a paper, Brother Yue could tell there were inappropriate parts in it at just one glance?
Electronic scanning eyes, right?
When Zhou Yue was explaining the details to them, the other two would come over to listen.

To prevent this mistake from happening again.

Fortunately, Zhou Yue was not executed publicly.

Just objectively point out the existing problems and they will be fine once they are corrected.

Zhou Yue spoke for three hours, but the three felt that if it was to be revised, it would take at least two days?

But it doesn’t matter.

As long as the paper can be submitted, they will be temporarily liberated.

"By the way, I have designed a few small jobs recently, you guys can help me with them." Zhou Yue said, "Miscellaneous jobs, I have to endorse them for the time being, so I don't have time. When the time comes, all the money you make will be yours."

"Okay." The three of them accepted it without thinking too much.

This isn't the first time they've done this.

This is a small job in Zhou Yue’s company.

Although they are not professional designers, they have no problem copying others.

Besides, as long as Brother Yue was sitting there, they felt extremely at ease.

It seems like there is nothing that Brother Yue doesn’t know.

Zhou Yue was also quite satisfied with them.

At least he's obedient and willing to work.

Today is considered a day off, but I still have to make up for today's classes tomorrow and the day after tomorrow.

There are three classes.

Zhou Yue felt a little overwhelmed.

But it doesn't matter, he is an iron man and won't get tired.

the next day.

It’s still the 8 am class.

This time, the three roommates did not come directly with him, after all, it was not a junior course.

Besides, these three guys should be catching up on their sleep in the dormitory.

Stay up late to write papers and sleep during the day.

I don’t know which ancestral routine this is.

……

When he walked into the lecture hall and saw it was packed with people, he looked at the doorplate of the lecture hall again.

"Did I go wrong?"

"It seems not, but why are there so many people?" Zhou Yue was also surprised.

It’s hard to imagine that a tiered classroom is actually full, and there are quite a few people standing?
He was also quite convinced. Don’t these people get tired?
One class lasts almost two hours.

And it’s already eight o’clock in the morning!
It's like, you give twenty dollars to the substitute, but the substitute doesn't want to go, so you spend fifteen dollars to hire another person to take your class, and then you go back to sleep. Are you kidding?
Who would like to take this kind of class?
Moreover, architecture is boring. Although he can explain this aspect of architecture clearly, there shouldn't be so many people coming, right?
"Are you all here for the History of Architecture class?"

"Correct!"

Everyone answered in unison.

Zhou Yue nodded.

That'll do.

He walked in and found a few older people behind him.

Are you here to listen to his class too?
But he was used to it.

It seemed that more and more people were attending his classes for free, so he decided to talk more about professional things to discourage people from attending.

Although it's a bit immoral, it sounds great.

Soon the music for class started.

After a short class, a lot of people have already run away.

well.

However, as soon as the get out of class was over, I was surrounded and asked for autographs.

Zhou Yue, "???"

"I'm just a teacher. Why do you want my autograph?"

Zhou Yue was full of questions.

Everyone looked at each other, and one of the girls whispered, "Teacher Zhou not only teaches, but also writes books, doesn't he?"

Zhou Yue suddenly understood.

So she was waiting for him here?

Are you all readers of Daogui?

No wonder he is so crazy. I even follow him to professional classes.

I guess, after the live broadcast the day before yesterday, his vest can no longer be hidden.

"Well, I'm not a big star, so I don't sign autographs." Zhou Yue said with a smile, "But if you bring me my textbook, I might consider it."

He had just come up with an excuse, but he didn't expect that someone would actually take out his monograph.

Is it even an authentic book?
Zhou Yue naturally knew that the monograph was in short supply, so pirated copies were everywhere.

Under such circumstances, it is really crazy that there are still people who can take out genuine books.

Zhou Yue signed his name on it.

I didn't think much about it.

Although they were surrounded by a crowd and asked questions one after another, soon the music for class started and everyone retreated in an orderly manner.

“The young readers are quite good.”

At least not that crazy yet.

"Remember to read the original version." Zhou Yue reminded immediately.

Everyone made an OK gesture.

The class was finished very quickly, and he left three minutes for people to ask questions.

This was a bit of inspiration he found from the lecture.

It's not possible for all of it to be output without even giving students time to ask questions.

In the past, his control over time was always full for a whole class.

Now there will be a few minutes left.

After making sure that no one asked questions, a sudden voice rang out a few seconds before the music for the end of get out of class sounded.

"So, Mr. Zhou, in "Dao Gui", which of the two worlds is real?"

Good man, you don’t ask about the common people but ask about ghosts and gods, right?
Does this have anything to do with architectural history?
But it doesn't mean that the classroom atmosphere is disrupted. The group of young readers is still very good. Although they are enthusiastic, they don't cause any disturbance to the class.

I went to ask at the checkpoint.

He even saw some young readers from other departments taking notes?
My goodness, these guys who are taking notes, are they thinking of changing their majors?
The degree of madness of the readers of "Daogui" made him think so.

From computer science to civil engineering, right?

Want to challenge your weaknesses?

This is genius.

People are buying construction stocks at the bottom now because they are waiting for the next big infrastructure era - immigration to Mars, building a base on Mars, and reaching the peak of their lives, right?

How is this different from cyber corvee?
"This question has been answered. get out of class dismissed." Zhou Yue responded with a smile.

He glanced at the time and just as the music for the end of get out of class started playing, he ran out directly.

(End of this chapter)