Singing Aloud Suddenly

Qin Ze took out his phone and sent a message in the "303 Dormitory Group": "A popsicle for those who don't skip class."

Soon someone replied: "Professor Qin is too insidious, I dare not skip class."

"Can I exchange the reward for a girlfriend?"

"Men never lick popsicles, please buy me an ice cream cone."

Qin Ze smiled and typed quickly: "An inflatable girlfriend, is that okay? Then let's standardize, everyone eats ice cream cones. I just passed the small shop, I'll buy the ice cream cones and go to the classroom, wait for you at the door."

After speaking, he put his phone back in his pocket and walked into a small supermarket on campus.

One ice cream cone for each person, after buying them, he carried the plastic bag and leisurely walked towards the teaching building.

Outside the classroom door, Qin Ze leaned against the railing, facing the classroom, and took out an ice cream cone to eat. There were still fifteen minutes before class, and students in twos and threes, holding books, walked into the spacious lecture hall.

A public class with five classes together, the classroom can accommodate five hundred people.

"Qin Ze!"

Someone called him from not far away.

Qin Ze turned his head, a smile appearing on his face, three carefree guys walked over together, in the middle was a burly and honest man of 1.9 meters, the northeasterner Zhao Guoshan, nicknamed Ba Liang. Big and round, with strong muscles, he usually speaks with an 'I' at the beginning of every sentence. Zhao Guoshan's name was too rustic, Qin Ze and the others liked to call him Zhao Ba Liang.

To the left of Zhao Ba Liang was a handsome guy, Li Liang, a local of Hu City, whose family was wealthier than Qin Ze's. His father opened a large foreign trade company, and Li Liang had three houses under his name. A proper rich second generation, but he was amiable and easy to get along with, just liked to go to nightclubs, claiming to be an experienced driver.

The last one was an ordinary-looking young man, Liu Ziqiang, from Suzhou, with an ordinary family background, ordinary talent, and ordinary looks, just like Qin Ze, they both had the "passerby A" attribute. The motto he usually liked to hang on his lips was "A man should be self-reliant."

These three were Qin Ze's roommates. Although Qin Ze didn't live on campus, his dormitory bed was reserved, he only needed to pay the accommodation fee to the school. At the end of each semester, he would live in the school for a month, studying hard.

Qin Ze distributed the ice cream cones to his roommates, Zhao Ba Liang bit off half of one in one bite, and said in a muffled voice: "Qin Ze, are you sleeping in the dormitory today?"

"Why?" Qin Ze glanced at him.

Li Liang licked his ice cream cone, winking: "The 16G you downloaded for Ba Liang last time is all watched, the horny guy's heart is moving, but there is no fresh blood to replenish, it's not even fun to play with the five-finger girl at night."

"Go, go, go!" Zhao Ba Liang slapped Li Liang, knocking his small body against the wall.

Liu Ziqiang smiled as he watched the two roommates fighting, and nodded to Qin Ze.

Qin Ze laughed: "When I get back, I'll give you my Xunlei account, you can download it yourself."

Li Liang was taken aback: "Yo, are you willing to hand over the key to your treasure trove? Are you hiding a beauty outside?"

"Get lost, don't you know I live with my sister?" Qin Ze pretended to kick, Li Liang hurriedly jumped away, "From now on, I will quit arrogance, impatience, and masturbation."

"Let's have a meal together after class, and then go to the internet cafe to play together," Qin Ze suggested.

The roommates unanimously agreed.

"Speaking of which, didn't you say your sister is very beautiful! Good water doesn't flow to outsiders, if she doesn't have a boyfriend yet, introduce her to us. I'm fine, after all, I'm an experienced driver, and I don't want to find a girlfriend to control me, but Ba Liang is honest and strong, well-endowed and skilled, and there's also Lao Liu, although he's a bit of a pervert, but I feel sorry for them both every day when I see them playing with their left and right hands at night." Li Liang put his arm around Qin Ze's neck.

"Get out!"

The three of them roared at him together.

The four of them leaned against the railing eating ice cream cones, laughing and joking. As class approached, another group of people walked over from the end of the corridor, full of vigor and imposing manner, looking a bit like gangsters patrolling the streets. The leader was a handsome guy, with a trendy hairstyle, shaved temples, styled hair on top, silver earrings in both ears, wearing a black tight-fitting T-shirt and white jeans. He walked over surrounded by a group of people.

Since there are passerby A like Qin Ze in this society, of course there are protagonists who are sought after. Qin Ze knew this handsome and awe-inspiring guy with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes. Who doesn't know the campus heartthrob? This guy is called Zhang Mingyu, from ZJ, a veritable rich second generation. It is said that his family has three listed companies with assets of tens of billions. Compared to him, Li Liang is just a bumpkin. University is not like junior high school and high school. In middle school, the top students are sought after. Top students are welcomed by teachers and admired by female students. Top students are the upper class of the school. In college, top students are worthless, daddy is king. But it's different if you have money and are a top student. Zhang Mingyu is such a person.

Again, rich, a top student, and handsome to boot, simply not leaving Qin Ze and the other extras a chance to live. Zhang Mingyu became popular on the first day of school because he drove a Porsche sports car to register, and someone took a photo and posted it on the campus forum. The girls were all shouting that they wanted to have his babies.

As soon as Zhang Mingyu entered the classroom, Qin Ze and the others heard a lot of noise inside, mixed with the girls' exclamations.

Li Liang said sourly, "So cocky, just because his family is rich."

Zhao Baliang continued, "So what if he's handsome."

Liu Ziqiang said quietly, "So what if he's a top student."

Qin Ze finally concluded, "I really want to kill him."

Class was about to start, and Qin Ze and his group quickly finished their ice cream cones and walked into the classroom. The spacious lecture hall was packed with more than two hundred people. This large classroom could accommodate five hundred people, so it didn't seem crowded. Qin Ze and the others chose a less crowded spot to sit down. Zhang Mingyu sat on their left, near the aisle, talking softly with his companions. The seats around Zhang Mingyu were occupied by female students who coveted his beauty and money.

This kind of person is the focus of everyone's attention wherever he goes.

There were also a few girls next to Qin Ze, excitedly talking, "It's Zhang Mingyu, Zhang Mingyu is here too."

"He's so handsome, I wish I could be his girlfriend."

"Go away, I'm his true love, he just hasn't noticed me yet."

"Young, rich, and with such good grades, he's simply a national male god. If I could date him once, it would be worth the four years of college."

"Dream on, his girlfriend is the department belle, okay?"

"Hmph, we must believe that department belles are just scenery in Mingyu oppa's life, we are oppa's destination."

Qin Ze thought: What a bunch of morons.

At this moment, a girl poked Qin Ze's arm with the end of a pen, impatiently saying, "Hey, classmate, you're blocking my photo."

Qin Ze turned his head and saw those girls taking pictures with their phones. Without guessing, they were definitely going to post them on the campus forum to show off, with titles like "The appearance of the male god Zhang Mingyu" or something like that, because there were too many posts like this, and he had seen quite a few.

Li Liang said with a dark face, "If you want to take pictures, go outside, it's class time now."

The girl sneered, "Is it your business? I'm not taking pictures of you. Who are you?"

"He's just jealous of the school hunk, you can tell by his envious and jealous look, with that ugly face."

"Even if you asked us to take a picture of him, we wouldn't."

"So spicy, so spicy."

"Hahaha!"

Li Liang was furious.

Qin Ze tugged at his sleeve, shook his head, there was no need to argue with women, it was embarrassing to lose, and it wasn't a glorious thing to win.

When the class bell rang, a middle-aged man walked in at the classroom door, wearing a casual suit, his slicked-back hair meticulously combed, with a square face and a serious expression. In middle age, he had a restrained temperament. Probably what they call a man being a flower at forty-five. As soon as he appeared, the classroom immediately quieted down.

Professor Qin is here!

Professor Qin glanced at the large classroom and nodded in satisfaction. He turned on the projector, took out the textbook from his briefcase, and said loudly, "Today, we won't take attendance, so you don't have to help your classmates answer 'present' two or three times. Every time I see it, I'm embarrassed to call you out."

The classroom burst into laughter.

"Today, I'll talk to you about two key points of international finance: foreign exchange theory and practice, and financial engineering. Open your books..."

Qin Ze shrank his head, trying not to let the old man notice him, aimlessly flipping through the points mall, full of interest. This class wasn't a major course, and the final exam was open-book, so he wasn't worried. Anyway, at the end of the semester, the old man would put a stack of textbooks in front of him and mark the key points. He just needed to follow the old man's train of thought to study. He wouldn't necessarily get all A's, but he definitely wouldn't fail.

A class gradually came to an end.

"Before class ends, I'll give you an assignment." Professor Qin opened a slide on the computer and projected it onto the big screen, which turned out to be dense Russian text.

What the hell?

The students were dumbfounded.

"This passage is excerpted from Russian economist Andrei Peter's A Century of Monetary History. Andrei has always been a controversial economist in Russia. He hasn't written many books, and his reputation isn't great, but there are many interesting and thought-provoking things in his books. This is a very interesting excerpt that I've selected, and there's currently no Chinese translation. You can download it from my network drive later, translate it, and write a review of no less than a thousand words. Just send the assignment to my email."

Professor Qin was showing off his Russian again.

All the students thought in unison.

Qin Ze silently covered his face. His old man was fluent in Russian, English, and Japanese, and he would show off in class from time to time.

"Professor Qin, there's no need." Zhang Mingyu suddenly stood up, with a calm "protagonist" look on his face: "Правыониилинет, ноязнаютолько, чтоянепомнюниодногоднявмоейжизни, когдабыянепринадлежалейинечувствовалнадсобойеёвласти.Онанепокидаетменяденьиночь;ятоженевыказываюпоползновенияудратьотнеё,—связь,сталобыть,крепкая,прочная..."

He actually recited the passage in a fairly fluent Russian, with some awkward pronunciation, but no one except Professor Qin could hear the flaws. The girls in the audience were amazed and screamed constantly.

Qin Ze's roommates' faces changed. Damn, he's handsome, rich, and more talented than you. Heaven is unfair!

Zhang Mingyu paused, confidently saying, "This passage discusses some of the social changes caused by the transition from the gold standard monetary era to the credit paper money era. The author has high hopes for the future of credit paper money, as well as some speculations about the future of finance. It has to be said that he is a very visionary economist."

"Clap clap clap!"

Applause rang out, and the girls were flushed with excitement.

At this moment, Qin Ze received a message:

"There is a task reminder, please check it, Host!"

"Oh my god, Zhang Mingyu even knows Russian."

"He's worthy of being my male god, I like him so much."

"He's so amazing, this man is too excellent."

"I heard that his family has a listed company that was funded and cooperated with Russian capital, so it's not surprising that he knows Russian."

"Who said my Mingyu is a playboy rich second generation? I'll argue with them."

"That's right, some boys have bad family backgrounds and don't want to work hard. They just know how to envy, be jealous, and hate."

The last girl who spoke glared fiercely at Li Liang, Qin Ze, and the others. She had been blocked by them when she was taking pictures, and they had a quarrel.

"Who are you scolding indirectly?" Li Liang was angry.

"Your ugly face is making me very unhappy right now, classmate," Liu Ziqiang said.

Zhao Ba Liang didn't speak, glaring at the girl. But she wasn't afraid of this burly man at all.

"Oh, you're not allowed to talk about it?"

"That's right, a poor loser's life forever."

"Serves you right for not having a girlfriend, only a blind person would like you, you can't compare to my male god at all."

"Look at how self-aware this classmate is, not saying a word."

A girl pouted at Qin Ze.

A burst of snickers followed.

Qin Ze turned his head to glance at her, then suddenly stood up, "Professor Qin, I have a different opinion."