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Chapter 21 History Elective

Back at school, Xia Long’s whirlwind at Yanda was still enthusiastic, and basically all the problems surrounding him were picked up. Although they didn’t know that he was an orphan, they didn’t know that he was a half-child who grew up in the temple. A monk, but his status as a poor dick is solid.

Fortunately, Xia Long was not alarmed, and he ignored all his comments and news.

His shocking performance at the welcome party last time made dormitory 403 mysterious in the eyes of other students. After returning to school after the military training, the person who came to the door this time was not to inquire about the relationship between what and the school belle. It's just a piece of gossip news, but the school newspaper reporter, or the cadres of the association, the chairman of the student union, even came to the door in person to recruit Xia Long!

Facing all of this, Xia Long didn't have the slightest intention of being tempted. He went to class when he should have class, ate when he had to eat, and went to bed every day after turning off the lights. In the morning, he always got up an hour earlier than other guys to do morning exercises!

Time passed like this for half a month, without any surprises, during which time, Zhang Longjiang, the cadre of the student union who had just started to welcome Xia Long, came to the door repeatedly, asking him to join this club or that club.

Xia Long could not give face to the chairman of the student union, but after all, Zhang Longjiang was the senior who welcomed him into the school, so in the end he could only reluctantly agree verbally.

Originally, there was no need for elective courses in the first half of the freshman year, but after Sharon settled the archeology course, he directly enrolled in three elective courses.

The first course is of course Chinese history, which is closed for majors, and the second is art-related Chinese classical music. Under the influence of playing a guzheng at the welcome party that day, Sharon took an elective course in classical music, which is full of intellectual beauties. In class, it was simply hot.

Aside from those who take this course, there are almost no boys. Xia Long's own attainments in Guzheng even alarmed the dean of the Conservatory of Music.

Dean Gong even asked Xia Long to change his major in front of all the students.

For the third course, he chose the Chinese martial arts research course in the sports category, which was exactly what he was thinking about.

There is no professional class this afternoon. After Xia Long and a few guys in the dormitory went to the cafeteria to have lunch, they returned to the dormitory and started Fighting Landlords again. After playing for about an hour, Xia Long looked at the time, quickly dropped the cards in his hand and said : "I can't play anymore, I have to go first!"

After speaking, he rushed out of the bedroom door directly.

"This guy, isn't he too active? Compared with him, we are a negative teaching material! Well, Wei Xi, you pick it up, it's my turn! Three delays and one!"

"Damn, are you three against one? This is three against two, not a couple, you cheated!"

Bedroom 403 immediately went crazy.

Xia Long's afternoon course is Chinese history as an elective. The lecturer is a famous professor of history at Yanda University. His course is very attractive. If you go late, there are basically no seats!

When he came to the lecture theater, the old professor was already in class. He walked lightly to the back door of the lecture theater, and then slipped in quietly.

It's a pity that the back is overcrowded, but there are a few empty seats in the front, but the first three rows are all girls.

Sharon had no choice but to sit on the steps behind the classroom.

It's so hard to die, but the old professor who was lecturing in front waved at Xia Long and shouted: "Guzheng boy, come, sit in the front, what are you afraid of? Are you afraid that your three little girlfriends will be jealous?"

The old professor is funny, which is why the students like to listen to his class. Obviously, Sharon's famous name has also spread among the professors!
The class roared with laughter, and all the students looked at Xia Long. Xia Long was extremely embarrassed, but he stood up, hesitated, walked to the most empty seat in the middle, and sat down.

On his right is a quiet girl with black-rimmed glasses, and he didn't have time to see her face.On the left is also a girl with glasses, but slightly fatter.

Sandwiched between two girls, and it was summer again, the seats in this kind of large classroom were obviously not sofas, so there would inevitably be some physical friction.

Xia Long felt uncomfortable for a while, just in time another faint fragrance came from around him. Although he didn't look at it, he knew that the pretty girl with black eye glasses on the right was blushing. He shrank his feet, but He turned his attention to the old professor again.

"That's right!"

The old professor looked at Xia Long with satisfaction and smiled, and then said: "It's really rare for a freshman to love learning so much, but I heard that you are from the Department of Archeology, and your Director Hu told me that you are my family." Learning Yuanyuan, not only can play the piano well, but also play Go well. Presumably, I have also studied the history of China to a certain extent. Now we are talking about the history of Qin and Han Dynasties, and we are talking about Xiang Yu burning down the Afang Palace. Do you have any insights? ?”

I have a fart opinion!

Xia Long didn't dare to say that, he didn't even sit up, and stood up again, but suddenly touched the smooth and smooth thigh of the girl on the right.

Both of them were wearing shorts, and Xia Long's heart skipped a beat when they rubbed against each other.

"That teacher, I don't know much, and I don't know if I'm right!"

In class, although Xia Long could not be said to be sharp-edged, he has always followed the teachings of the old monk.

What you know is what you know, what you don't know is what you don't know!
"Hey! You really have something. I think I asked the right person. Then you come up and tell everyone about Xiang Yu's burning of Afang Palace. I will be a student today!"

All the students naturally burst into laughter again.

Xia Long blushed for a while, waved his hands again and again and said: "Teacher, I dare not express any opinions if you make fun of me like this. I'd better listen to the class with peace of mind!"

The old professor's eyes became slits with a smile: "That won't work, kid, come up!"

Xia Long had no choice but to walk up to the podium. The old professor closed the teaching on the podium and stood below with a teacup in his hand: "Start!"

All the students gradually stopped laughing. They were all a little surprised. Although the old professor was kind and humorous, it was the first time for the students to appear on stage like this.

Xia Long was helpless, after thinking for a while, looked at the students below, and said this sentence: "I don't think Xiang Yu has ever burned Efang Palace!"

The buzzing discussion stopped abruptly. All the students turned their heads and looked at Xia Long with surprise. Even the girl with dark eyes who rubbed against Xia Long's thigh just now raised her head and looked at Xia Long. killed him!

The girl stretched out her hand and pushed the black glasses frame on the bridge of her nose, and asked in a waxy voice: "It's all recorded in the records of the history. Could it be that the records of the history are wrong?"

The girl's words made the other students stunned for a moment, and then burst into low laughter.

Fortunately, the students who study literature and history are relatively honest and honest, and no one sneered at Sharon.

Xia Long took a look at the girl, and found that the girl's face was very beautiful, and that kind of gentle and gentle feeling gave people a feeling of wanting to protect her.

He looked at the girl with a smile and said, "Master Sima Qian, he didn't see Xiang Yu burn down the Efang Palace with his own eyes! Let's talk about a statistic!"

Xia Long picked up the chalk on the podium, turned around and wrote a few numbers on the blackboard behind him.

One number is 541020 and one number is 72500.

(End of this chapter)