Chapter 373 Teacher and Student

Being Teacher Li Yan is a experience with all its ups and downs.

Speaking of which, the most suitable person at the moment should be Guo Qiwen, who witnessed Li Yan's growth and had in-depth exchanges with him. Thanks to Li Yan, he also showed up at the Tianxing Literature Award.

The most important thing is that his identity as "Li Yan's Chinese teacher" directly raised the ceiling of his life.

The fact that reporters come to interview her all the time is a clear proof of Li Yan's influence.

Guo Qiwen exhausted his cultural energy every day just by writing the interview outline materials sent to him by reporters.

It can be said to be a mixture of pain and happiness.

But Meng Changge was not so lucky. This Yangtze River Scholar, who had always worried that he would be used as a stepping stone for Li Yan's advancement, felt nervous when teaching a group of high school students.

Clearly, we thought he was here to strike back at us, leaving behind a good reputation for educating the future pillars of the motherland.

How did it become like this today?
He had heard that Li Yan's Luoshen kernel core module was written with beauty, but he couldn't see it.

Even his senior brother and even his teacher have affirmed this, so how high is Li Yan's level?
Of course, Li Yan didn't know that his amazing performance was partly due to luck. He used computer thinking to optimize computer programs, which achieved twice the result with half the effort and was completely impossible for others to replicate.

Since the awakening of the "cognitive breakthrough", he can even sort out his own brain, let alone a few thousand lines of code.

Therefore, the combat effectiveness he currently demonstrates on this project is definitely higher than the level that should be achieved with 70% progress.

If 60% progress is enough for Li Yan to show his presence in front of the industry leaders, 70% progress is also normal for him to become the top leader in the industry, and if it exceeds 70%... it is not too outrageous to surprise the leaders.

He was very happy about this, and he overclocked his output when he needed to establish his authority and demonstrate his ability the most. Just thinking about it, you can imagine how advanced and mysterious he is in everyone's eyes now.

It feels so good.

The day after National Day, Li Yan appeared in Meng Changge's class.

"You better not ask me about the Luoshen core..."

In Meng Changge's eyes, even if Li Yan specifically asked him to show him the elegant code of Luoshen's kernel in private, he could do it now.

But to his surprise, Li Yan was listening to the class attentively.

This inevitably gave him some unnecessary thoughts. His gold-rimmed glasses became a little slippery due to the sweat secretion, and he had to push them up from time to time.

Damn, what use is this knowledge to Li Yan?

It is really useful. Li Yan’s future work content places extremely high demands on his all-round learning in the computer field.

Therefore, a sufficiently systematic knowledge framework is particularly important to Li Yan.

It’s not that I don’t understand what Meng Changge is talking about, but I hope to hear an inspiring knowledge structure from it.

Meng Changge never thought that one day he would be unwilling to meet the eyes of a student who was listening attentively to the lecture.

Normally, this is what teachers love the most. During class, they don’t have to be annoyed by those students who are distracted or playing. They can just stare at a few good students who are listening attentively. The sense of immersion is very strong.

Perhaps because Li Yan was there, Meng Changge subconsciously spoke very fast, gradually forming a cognitive wall between him and his students.

It's like skipping around like crazy when explaining the answer to a difficult question, and when you open the page, all you see are "obviously" and "omitted".

The children present were already quite capable, but they still had trouble keeping up. Even a student of Qiu Shuli's level lowered his head to take notes for a few words, and when he looked up again he couldn't understand what Meng Changge was saying.

For a moment, everyone began to look surprised. It was not known whether Teacher Meng wanted to increase the intensity today or if he was being tested himself.

Only Li Yan remained focused.

Meng Changge gave an example, and it was as if he was drunk, and he almost drifted off when writing on the blackboard.

Everyone was having a hard time keeping up, and he spoke very quickly, as if all he had eyes for was Li Yan, who was nodding frequently.

As Meng Changge's writing filled up two-thirds of the blackboard, he and Li Yan had a strange conversation:

"Hmm?" Li Yan spoke first.

"what?"

"Uh……"

Meng Changge glanced at the blackboard, pointed to one of the steps, and looked at Li Yan, "Hmm?"

"Ah."

"Oh……"

He pointed to another step, this time without making any sound.

Li Yan was still very frugal with words: "Uh..."

"what!"

Meng Changge slapped his head, erased part of the writing on the blackboard, shook his head and started writing again.

After writing on the entire blackboard, he wiped his forehead and looked at Li Yan again: "Hmm?"

"Ah."

"Okay, students, this is the solution to the example question, which fully demonstrates what I just told you..."

I'm learning how to trade!
Everyone couldn't help but make complaints, and Meng Changge finally woke up as if from a dream and began to answer everyone's questions one by one.

Li Yan was writing something in her notebook. Suddenly, she looked at her watch, stood up, said goodbye to Meng Changge, and went to another topic that was being carried out at the same time - literary appreciation.

"Teacher," Chen Fan raised his hand, "What were you talking about with Li Yan just now?"

Meng Changge said that Li Yan pointed out the shortcomings of his blackboard writing, so he didn't say anything more.

Chen Fan also joined everyone in studying. They spent a whole class period and finally figured out what Meng Changge, who had gone on a rampage today, had taught them.

Qiu Shuli also understood the true meaning of that conversation:

Li Yan: “Isn’t this the right place?”

Meng Changge: "No?"

Li Yan: “It’s true.”

Meng Changge: "Here?"

Li Yan: “Yes.”

Meng Changge: "The problem here... look at this step."

Li Yan: “Wrong.”

Meng Changge reacted: "Indeed!"

Who the hell is the teacher and who is the student?

Eh? Why is Li Yan so... cold and arrogant in the plot I imagined?
Shouldn’t the normal thinking be “Teacher, I think there is something wrong here”?

Qiu Shuli's mind suddenly felt numb. Has he already implicitly associated Li Yan's image with being domineering, cool and arrogant?
Shuli, oh Shuli, don't encourage others to become more ambitious and destroy your own prestige!
Li Yan didn't think too much about it. He just pointed out any mistakes he made. Everything was done for the purpose of learning.

If one's ability is strong enough, one will be free enough.

For example, he now gently pushed open the door of Professor Lou's classroom, and there were still only the old man and Ning Yuqing inside.

Mr. Lou did not have any negative emotions when an unexpected student suddenly pushed the door open in the middle of class. Instead, he felt a little bit of anticipation.

Just because the person who came was Li Yan.

Ning Yuqing, who looked like a porcelain doll, was very quiet. She could feel that after Li Yan appeared, Mr. Lou’s enthusiasm for teaching had increased a lot.

According to Mr. Lou himself, although he has gained more experience and knowledge as he has grown older, his talent for writing has gradually faded - even his passion has dissipated. It's not that he doesn't want to write, but he really can't write anymore. The "desire to express" is actually a very mundane thing.

Once you reach an age where it’s difficult to express anything, your strong desire to express yourself will naturally fade away.

Once an author becomes successful and famous, it is difficult to see youthfulness in his writing, or the wild power of growth that strives desperately to prove his existence and value.

"I just can't write anymore, so I can only use my energy to appreciate it."

Professor Lou has repeated this sentence to Ning Yuqing several times, which just proves that he is actually somewhat unwilling to accept it.

"It's boring to chat with those old guys every day."

So he came to teach Ning Yuqing, and now there is Li Yan.

Li Yan, who can talk with him in a competitive manner, and who can make him regain the desire to express himself because of the impact of his opinions.

Ever since he learned in the last class that Li Yan was Su Siqing's "pen pal", Mr. Lou has been looking forward to his reappearance.

Originally, it was a discussion class just for Ning Yuqing, and there were no specific rules or regulations on the content.

Now that Li Yan is here, Mr. Lou speaks more freely, starting with the conversation about prose writing, and then he talks about Su Siqing.

"So I envy Lao Su very much," Professor Lou sighed. "Although he is ten years younger than me, it is not easy for him to maintain such a strong desire to create at his age. He reads a lot and writes letters to authors. Is that how you met him?"

"Yes, but I became busy later and I haven't communicated with Teacher Su for a while. In fact, it's not just that we haven't communicated. To be honest, I haven't written anything for a while."

Since the completion of "Nangong Youth", he has indeed not produced much text.

"That doesn't matter," Mr. Lou smiled. "Don't force yourself to write. If you force yourself to write every day, you won't be able to write good things. Forcing yourself to write is just a means of self-comfort. At your current level, there is no need to maintain your form."

Li Yan nodded.

But does Teacher Lou know about something called online novels... You really have to force yourself to write that thing. Even someone as skilled as Li Yan would feel pressured when he used up all his saved manuscripts in a rush of updates.

"Xiao Ning, you still need to write more."

"Okay, Teacher Lou." Ning Yuqing just nodded quietly, accepting the gap between her and Li Yan.

"You should cherish the opportunity of Li Yan coming to teach you. He is not here to be my student, but to be your teacher."

Ah, Li Yan was just about to be modest, but Ning Yuqing over there was not going to give him a chance:
"I understand. The sparks of thought that emerged during your discussion with Li Yan were enough to make me savor them for a long time and I gained a lot."

"By the way, have you read Su Siqing's Blue Brick?"

“I’ve seen it, it’s delicious.”

"This guy debuted with essays and has written a lot of essays. The last time we met, he told me that he hoped to be regarded as an essayist. In the end, the biggest award he ever won was for his novels. Hahahahahaha."

Some old guys are just so cute.

"I've read your novels, too, The Puppet Master's Thread and Nangong Youth. Would you like to hear your review?"

"It is my honor that Mr. Lou is willing to comment on it."

"Hey, don't tell this to the old man, it's awkward."

"All right, Lou."

Ning Yuqing laughed out loud a sharp burst of laughter, then immediately covered her mouth tightly.

"I didn't understand that mystery novel, so I don't dare to comment on it." Professor Lou said with a smile, "I read that young Nangong carefully for a while. It has a lot of martial arts style. You actually finished writing a three-million-word novel in just over a year. I'm very curious about your creative process."

The old man just said that he "can't write anymore". Li Yan decided to be a kind person and not talk to him about writing ten or twenty thousand words a day.

"That is just a work that pleases the public. It is not worth asking an old gentleman to do literary appreciation..."

"Hey, hey, hey," Mr. Lou said in a lively tone, "There is no distinction between high and low works. It is a great achievement to please the public. Although I have been given the false title of a literary critic and the people like to read and read it, who am I?"

I'm afraid this is also said to some "critics" who show off their superiority by relying on the literary status accumulated over the years.

The two of them thus got to the point and began discussing novel writing and appreciation.

Ning Yuqing actually enjoyed this moment very much. Unlike Qiu Shuli, who was extremely competitive, Ning had only needed to find a sense of existence in words since she was a child.

She is very pure and possesses all the qualities of a good writer.

So she could remain quiet and feel the sparks generated by the words between Li Yan and Teacher Lou.

The other party was talking so absorbedly that Li Yan's cell phone, which was placed on the table - this was actually a converted small office with only four flat tables - vibrated.

It's a text message.

In fact, Ning Yuqing hadn't planned to watch it, but the sudden lighting of the screen caught her attention for a moment.

It was just a moment, so she didn't see it clearly, but because it was just a moment, she saw the most important information:
Royalty income was 4017656.78 yuan.

Four million? I guess I didn't count wrong, did I?

What a terrifying number! Ning Yuqing felt nervous about this glimpse, as if she had accidentally learned some incredible secret.

But on second thought, Li Yan is already a big boss, maybe these four million are not a big deal for him?

But she knows nothing about making mobile phones. Writing is her field. For someone like her who publishes articles in major newspapers and magazines as if it were just water, she can only earn 20,000 to 30,000 yuan at most after writing a lot of money.

Wait, didn’t Li Yan just go for a signing when school started?
The physical book has only been on sale for a little over a month, and it takes time to calculate the income, so the four million is just one month's royalty income.

Ning Yuqing kept trying to focus back on the conversation between Li Yan and Mr. Lou, but her eyes began to wander as soon as she saw Li Yan. She always felt that this "classmate" in front of her was too unreal.

Li Yan was absorbing new knowledge from Mr. Lou, who was talking to him about "literature has no categories", which had some meaning of returning to simplicity and nature.

Anyone can make a few remarks on such profound and abstruse words, but few can quote from classics like Mr. Lou, and even analyze how to unify and return to the truth from the usage of words and sentences.

Li Yan is really lacking this kind of "level-up" cognition now. No matter how much writing inspiration you talk to him about, how much vocabulary he accumulates, or how much theoretical knowledge he learns, it is all useless. Without this breakthrough, there will be no qualitative improvement in his ability.

The reason why Mr. Lou mentioned these things to Li Yan was because Li Yan started from the differences between online literature and traditional literature and brought out Mr. Lou's insightful views.

This is why Li Yan came to the Chinese class today.

After the class, the halo effect of "cognitive breakthrough" was almost equivalent to putting an exclamation point on Lou's head.

If you don't come to accept the task, you deserve not to be able to break through.

Ding!
[Language +3, level 33 skill, total ]

The improvement of Chinese language skills is quite magical, and it becomes more difficult to have a sudden surge in ability in the later stages of learning.

It’s impossible that the next second after the breakthrough, Mr. Lou exclaimed “Why do I feel like your level has improved again”, then the book would become an abstract comedy book.

How much it has improved depends on the quality of subsequent works - and how much effort Li Yan puts into writing.

Spending a lifetime to write a poem like "Yellow Crane Tower" and writing it in the time it takes to smoke a cigarette are two completely different things.

"The Excellence Class is still somewhat useful..." Li Yan thought. After more than an hour of intensive conversation, Mr. Lou was exhausted and it was time to end it.

He stretched himself, wondering whether he should chat with the talented Ning girl, but he saw that she was in a daze.

What’s going on? Was what we just talked about too deep or too fast?
In this case, there was probably no way to get any inspiration from the conversation with her, so Li Yan picked up her phone and prepared to leave, and naturally saw the four million monthly royalties income.

"Not bad..." he muttered to himself, then suddenly frowned and flipped to the hundreds of thousands of dollars in royalties from the mystery novel, "It turns out it's just for fun."

Li Yan left in such a cool manner, but Ning Yuqing, who couldn't help but observe Li Yan's every move after seeing the text message, was now in a crazy struggle between his conscience and his desires.

She has never been very interested in online literature, but now she has decided to write a story about a domineering president falling in love with me.

(End of this chapter)