On the podium, Song Yunqing unscrewed his thermos, took a sip of tea to moisten his throat, and then continued to speak gently:
"Some observant students might have noticed that I came to teach today without even bringing a book. As a teacher, it's obvious at first glance that I'm not professional, not a good teacher."
Faced with Professor Song's self-deprecating humor, the students burst into laughter. No one dared to laugh at Professor Song for not bringing a textbook, they were just amused by his humor.
Everyone had a copy of the textbook "C Programming Language and Fundamentals," and without needing to open the first page, there were three very familiar names on the cover—Song Yunqing!
Anyone who stood up to accuse Professor Song of not bringing the textbook would be like showing off one's inferior blade in front of Guan Yu—overestimating their abilities.
"'C Programming Language and Fundamentals,' authored by none other than yours truly."
Song Yunqing chuckled and shook his head as he said, "I wasn't even planning to publish a textbook, but your leaders insisted I do it."
"Just as the book title 'C Programming Language and Fundamentals' suggests, this book contains only the most basic knowledge. For some of you, there's actually no need to read or study this book. As far as I know, some of you have participated in practical projects already, and most of you may have learned C language in high school or even middle school, while only a few might have gotten some basic knowledge from the internet."
Song Yunqing paused, chuckled, and said, "For those students, I believe that after getting the textbook, they would self-study it completely within a week. Trust me, the 'C Programming Language and Fundamentals' course is really simple, and as for the exam, it would be ridiculously easy for you."
Of course, there was one thing Song Yunqing didn't say, which is that avoiding failing is easy, but getting high scores is challenging. These new college kids don't really think the exams will only cover textbook content, do they?
In other schools, that might be the case, but where are we now? This is Jing University, the highest academic institution in Xia Country, where the nation selects and cultivates its top scientific talents.
In the classroom, Mo Jingchun watched as nobody seemed surprised, feeling a bit isolated. Could it be that he was the only one who had never encountered C language before the college entrance exam?
During the second-year exams, a computer test was indeed required, which included C language questions. However, historically, Mo Jingchun's school always chose animation production for teaching and exams. As for C language, the first time the computer teacher said, "I don't know it either," during the first class.
Mo Jingchun felt fortunate to have a system, not being a newbie in software development. Otherwise, wouldn't he be the one standing at the very back starting line among everyone here?
Thankfully, he had a system! Now Mo Jingchun wasn't sure if he stood in the first place, but undoubtedly, he was in the first echelon.
Moreover, the codes in Mo Jingchun's mind were enough to benefit him for a lifetime.
Time always flies when you're having fun, and 45 minutes passed in the blink of an eye, making you feel like the class had just started.
Ding-a-ling~
"Ten-minute break."
After class, many students stood up and left the classroom. No need to ask, they definitely went to the restroom.
As Mo Jingchun sat somewhat bored, flipping through his textbook, the class monitor, Yang Xiaoyu, surrounded him with 14 girls, leaving Mo Jingchun utterly bewildered.
"Before class, you didn't help Little Candy go to the bathroom, did you? Little Candy wet her pants during class. Quickly give us a diaper, and we'll help her change."
Mo Jingchun scratched his head, "I'll go instead."
Before Mo Jingchun could get up, a hand grabbed his tote bag.
"Found it! Ladies, we've got work to do!"
Cradling Candy, Yang Xiaoyu glanced at Mo Jingchun disdainfully, "You go? Would you go to the men's restroom? Doesn't our Little Candy deserve some privacy?"
"You seem smart; was your brain kicked by a donkey?"
Before Mo Jingchun could refute, Yang Xiaoyu was already dragged out of the classroom by the other girls.
Mo Jingchun shrugged his shoulders, thinking he really wanted to say, "I was planning to switch in the restroom stall. Of course, I care about my sister Candy's privacy."
After the group of girls left, Mo Jingchun noticed Professor Song Yunqing had appeared beside him at some point.
Song Yunqing smiled kindly, "Young man, are you Mo Jingchun?"
Mo Jingchun quickly stood up and replied with a nod, "Yes, Professor Song."
"Hmm." Song Yunqing nodded his head.
"Come with me to the back." After saying that, he walked towards the back of the tiered classroom with his hands behind his back, while Mo Jingchun followed somewhat nervously.
Mo Jingchun guessed it was about his sister Candy, but he wasn't sure what Professor Song Yunqing meant.
Looking at student Mo Jingchun nervously picking at his nails, Song Yunqing found it both amusing and a bit heart-wrenching.
"That little one just now is your sister, right?"
"Yes, Professor Song."
"The little kid is quite cute and very well-behaved."
Mo Jingchun nodded earnestly, "Yes, Professor Song, my sister rarely cries."
"Alright, no need to worry, I didn't mean to criticize. We have a large Jing University classroom, and we can't accommodate a little kid?"
Song Yunqing patted Mo Jingchun's shoulder and said sincerely, "Your counselor Li Na is really considerate for you."
"That girl has worried a lot about you. Even before you came to the school, she came here to plead with us one by one."
"Hehe, you should have seen her; that girl almost gave us a lecture on outlining ideological structures."
Mo Jingchun kept his head down, biting his lip, not daring to look up.
"Work hard. If you can impress us, that girl can speak more confidently in the office."
"I will. I definitely will."
After Song Yunqing let Mo Jingchun return to his seat, he walked around the classroom twice, observing what the students were doing during the break.
Back at his seat, it wasn't long before Yang Xiaoyu and the girls came back with Candy. Hmm... a tote bag had appeared on Mo Jingchun's desk, but as for the little one... as they passed by, the girls didn't even pause.
This is just ridiculous!
Am I, a person named Mo, outwardly a student of Jing University, but in reality a courier?
"Hey, beauty, can I add you on WeChat?"
Yang Xiaoyu furrowed her eyebrows, looking at another male student from a different department who confidently held his phone with the WeChat friend QR code open.
Meanwhile, the eyes of all 30 male students in Mo Jingchun's class were instantly fixated on that boy. If those eyes could cause harm, he wouldn't know how many times he'd have been sliced.
On the podium, the water-drinking Song Yunqing looked on with a smile.