The Excited Peking University Students!

Downstairs.

Chinese department in the school campus.

While Wu Zeqing and Zhang Ye were walking downstairs, they had already discussed his compensation and class schedules. There was nothing to haggle over, since the process went very smoothly.

"Little Zhang, have you decided on what you want to teach?"

"Not yet, but I have a rough idea."

"Oh, anyway the syllabus is up to you. I trust you will do it well."

"Definitely. I mainly want to communicate with the students later. I want to see what sort of lessons they would like to have. If I'm lecturing, I definitely want to find something that can incur their interests. If not, even if I were to lecture till the flowers bloom, and feel good about it myself, it would be meaningless. The main point is that the students must be interested in listening to me."

"It's good that you have such thoughts. Come, I'll bring you to the classroom."