I can sweep the heavens

"Guess who I am?" A voice that pretended to be thick but still delicate came from behind.

"Cui Cui?" Fang Yu said without looking back.

"No, guess again." The other party replied.

"Xiao Hong?" Fang Yu said again.

"No! Guess again!" The other party's tone was obviously a little annoyed.

"Could it be like a flower?" Fang Yu asked doubtfully.

"Fang Yu, when did you know so many girls!?" Tang Xiaorou couldn't bear it any longer, and walked directly in front of Fang Yu, her eyebrows furrowed tightly and she asked.

Fang Yu raised his eyes and glanced at Tang Xiaorou, but did not speak.

Tang Xiaorou snorted angrily, and asked again: "Where have you been these two weeks?"

"I went on a trip to the north," Fang Yu said.

"Traveling? Just for fun and disregarding work? Are you not afraid of being deprived of the title of visiting professor?" Tang Xiaorou sat down beside Fang Yu and asked.

Fang Yu did not answer this question, but glanced at his watch.

It was already 10:[-] in the afternoon, and there were still [-] minutes to class.

Fang Yu stood up and stretched.

"Do you know that man?" Fang Yu asked.

"Who?" Tang Xiaorou followed Fang Yu's gaze and saw He Chenchen who was surrounded by countless girls in front of him. His face changed slightly, and he said, "I know him. His name is He Chenchen. He is a freshman in the School of Mathematics. He is very popular among the girls. Famous, the girls in my class talk about him every day."

Fang Yu nodded, and asked again, "Do you know anything about his family background?"

"I heard from the female students in the class that he came from a mysterious family in Huaibei, but some people said that he was just an ordinary student." Tang Xiaorou rubbed her face and said.

"Okay, back to the classroom for class." Fang Yu glanced at He Chenchen on the basketball court again, then turned and walked towards the teaching building.

Tang Xiaorou quickly followed Fang Yu and asked, "Fang Yu, why are you asking so many things about He Chenchen? He's not a student of the Faculty of Arts."

"Nothing, just curiosity." Fang Yu replied.

Tang Xiaorou's beautiful eyes were full of suspicion, and she looked at Fang Yu for a few seconds before looking away.

The two went upstairs together and came to the classroom.

When Fang Yu was in class for the first time, the classroom was overcrowded, and many students had to stand in the open space behind the classroom to listen to the class, which was quite lively.

But this time when I came to the classroom, it was much deserted.

The super-large lecture hall that can accommodate 200 people is only less than one-third full, and it is scattered.

"The professor who took the class instead was called the devil by the students of the Faculty of Arts, so many students were reluctant to take this class after that." Before entering the classroom, Tang Xiaorou whispered to Fang Yu.

Fang Yu nodded, his expression unchanged.

He came to be a visiting professor not because he really wanted to teach students, but because he had never tried this profession before, it felt a bit new.

No matter how many students there are, the class is still the same, there is no difference.

After entering the classroom, Tang Xiaorou walked to the seats and sat in the first row.

Fang Yu walked to the podium.

The students in the seats were either chatting with each other or playing with their phones with their heads down. No one noticed Fang Yu's arrival.

"bell"

The group of students didn't look up until the bell rang.

Seeing Fang Yu on the podium, his expression changed.

"Isn't this the previous Professor Fang? Didn't he say that he has resigned? Why did he come back?"

"Yes, why is Professor Fang back?"

"Damn it! The female devil is finally gone! It's dawn, brothers!"

Most of the students who had attended the first class had a good impression of Fang Yu.

Especially after the female devil came to take over as a substitute, it formed a sharp contrast.

Many students cheered.

At this time, half of the classroom was already seated, about 100 people.

Fang Yu cleared his throat and was about to speak.

"click"

At this time, there was a crisp sound of high heels at the front door of the classroom.

A middle-aged woman about 50 or [-] years old walked in from the door.

She glanced at the students in the classroom, and then at Fang Yu.

The slightly mean face immediately darkened, and he walked quickly towards the podium.

After the woman appeared, the noisy classroom immediately fell silent.

Why is the female devil here?

All the students looked puzzled.

"Which class are you from? Why don't you return to your seat after class is over? What are you doing standing here?" The woman walked up to Fang Yu and asked a series of questions.

"I'm Fang Yu. I was the one who taught this class before. Didn't Guo Gang tell me?" Fang Yu said calmly.

"Fang Yu? Is that the visiting professor?" The woman narrowed her eyes and asked.

"That's right, I left Huaibei two weeks ago because of some things, and now I'm back," Fang Yu explained.

"I don't care who it is. I haven't received any notification. I should be the one to take this class. I don't want to be detained for full attendance!" the woman said.

Seeing the domineering look of this woman, Fang Yu frowned.

Guo Gang really didn't notify?So should he still take this class?

"What's your name?" Fang Yu asked.

"I'm Mo Juan." The woman replied.

"A teacher from the Faculty of Arts?" Fang Yu asked again.

"Of course, I've been working at Nandu University for almost ten years!" Mo Juan replied impatiently, "Ask questions later, don't delay students from class!"

"It's from the Faculty of Arts, so why didn't I see it at the Faculty of Liberal Arts meeting?" Fang Yu asked again.

Mo Juan's face twitched slightly.

The question poked right into her heart.

Only staff with the title of associate professor or above can attend the meeting held by the Faculty of Liberal Arts before the semester begins.

She has worked at Southern Metropolis University for ten years and has suffered bad reviews from students every year.

Therefore, even if the old worker is in a high-level position, she still cannot be promoted to a professional title. She is still only a lecturer and is not eligible to participate in the teaching and research conferences of the Faculty of Arts.

"An external visiting professor has been absent from class for two consecutive weeks. The teaching team is already considering dismissal. Why are you talking so much? Leave quickly and don't hinder my class!" Mo Juan said sharply.

At this time, the students sitting in the classroom were silently sweating for Fang Yu.

The main reason why Mo Juan was nicknamed the Devil is because of her attitude.

Except for the time when she was facing her superiors, she always put on a mean face and hated whoever she saw.

If she is in a bad mood, she can even write down the names of a dozen students during a class and hand them in for punishment.

The students complained endlessly and tried their best to complain about her every year.

But her husband is a high-level official in the school, no matter how much she complains, it will be ignored and useless.

Now Fang Yu and Mo Juan have a high probability of losing out in the argument between Fang Yu and Mo Juan.

On the podium, Fang Yu looked at the angry Mo Juan, with a smile on his face.

He didn't want to argue with Mo Juan, but Mo Juan's attitude was too bad, so there was nothing he could do.

"I received a call from Guo Gang from the Human Resources Department this morning. He asked me to come back to class. As for whether he has notified me, I don't care." Fang Yu smiled.

Fang Yu's smile completely aroused the anger in Mo Juan's heart.

It's fine if her job title is not as good as a young man who just graduated, but this young man doesn't give her any face at all!

"I said he didn't notify, but he just didn't! Arguing with me here is just wasting the students' time! Think clearly!" Mo Juan said, staring at Fang Yu.

"I'll let Guo Gang come over and listen to what he has to say." Fang Yu said.

"The personnel department doesn't care! I only listen to the arrangement of the teaching team of the Faculty of Arts!" Mo Juan said bluntly.

Fang Yu ignored Mo Juan's words and sent Guo Gang a text message.

Mo Juan threw the book in her hand on the table with a 'slap', and then stood still.

Since you don't give me face, then waste it!

To waste a student's class in this way, it depends on how the teaching team of the Faculty of Arts will punish it!

Mo Juan sneered in her heart.

With an indifferent smile on his face, Fang Yu looked at Mo Juan without speaking.

About 5 minutes later, Guo Gang hurried in from the classroom door.

"Mr. Mo, Professor Fang, good afternoon." Guo Gang wiped off the sweat from his forehead, and then handed over a blank sheet of paper.

"I've said it before, I don't care about any arrangements made by our personnel department, I only listen to the ones from the Faculty of Arts!" Mo Juan said without even looking at the piece of paper.

"Mr. Mo, this is the mobile phone and email address that the teaching secretary of the Faculty of Liberal Arts has sent the course notice to this morning," Guo Gang said.