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"Monkey, get up quickly! This morning we have class with the Cold Beauty. If you want to fail, just keep lying in bed!"
The speaker was a young man in his twenties, with thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a square face, tall and robust. If Chuyang were here, he would have exclaimed, "Oh my! Guo Jing."
Unfortunately, there was no Old Man Jin in this world, let alone the fourteen martial arts masterpieces like Flying Snow Across the Sky Shooting the White Deer and Laughing Book Hero Leans on the Azure Mandarin Duck. So this young man was neither Guo Jing himself nor a film star portraying him; he was just an ordinary Junior Student in the History Department of Rongcheng University.
And this was not a zoo but the student dormitory of Rongcheng University.
In the boys' dormitory, the environment was naturally not great. Moreover, the heartless school authorities had crammed eight guys into a small room like sardines, making the situation quite miserable.
"I say, boss, why are you making such a racket so early in the morning? Can't you let anyone sleep?" The youth sleeping on the upper bunk, referred to as Monkey by the robust young man, mumbled sleepily and turned over, covering his head with the blanket to continue dreaming.
It was freezing cold that morning; who wouldn't want to stay cozy under the covers? As for attending class, who goes to class in college? They usually skip whenever possible. Besides, it was already near the end of the semester; most courses were finished, and they were just waiting for exams.
"Damn it, you've got guts," came a disgruntled voice from one of the other dormitory brothers. The robust young man shouted again, "Monkey, don't say I didn't warn you. The first class this morning is Foreign History with Cold Professor. If you've got guts, just stay in bed."
After saying that, without waiting for a response, he grabbed a thick history book from beside his pillow and dashed out of the dormitory.
"What the hell! Boss, why didn’t you say so earlier? You're setting me up!"
The youth on the upper bunk glanced at the alarm clock by his bed and immediately jumped up, getting dressed at lightning speed without even washing his face or hands before rushing out of the dormitory, leaving behind six bewildered friends.
"Haha, Old Yamato Old Six is really unlucky. Why did he choose to study history of all things? His luck is something else."
Uncertain of who had nudged him awake, the six individuals, now lacking any desire to sleep, leaned against the headboard and began gossiping.
"Who says otherwise? Haven't you seen how our leader has completely worn out that foreign history textbook? What should have been a university life full of endless possibilities has all been ruined because we ended up with such a strict professor for our major."
"Second, you're just speaking from a place of indifference now. Back when we first started our freshman year, who was it that envied everyone else and kept shouting about wanting to change majors?"
"Seventh, don't just pick on the Second. Honestly, when you first saw the Cold Professor, didn't you feel a twinge of excitement?"
"How mundane! You all are so ordinary, not realizing that beauty is often a facade. But as Buddha said, if I do not enter hell, who will? So I would rather face the Cold Professor alone than let anyone else deal with that beautiful skeleton!"
"Buddha said it's settled, but why don't you go change your major then?"
"......"
At that moment, in the comprehensive classroom on the first floor of Building Three at Rongcheng University, the Cold Professor that the six boys were discussing stood at the podium lecturing the students below.
Logically speaking, in this packed lecture hall, no matter how engaging or captivating the professor's lecture was, there would always be some students slumped over their desks sleeping.
However, in reality, not only were there no students sleeping, but among so many students, not even one was whispering or chatting quietly; everyone was either intently listening or taking notes.
There was no helping it; after all, the person at the podium was known as the strictest and most unyielding Cold Professor in all of Rongcheng University.
Generally speaking, universities manage students quite loosely since they are all adults now; it’s impossible to enforce rules as strictly as in high school. Similarly, professors across various majors are not as harsh as high school teachers; most professors don’t even take attendance during class and adopt a completely voluntary approach to education. Moreover, at the end of each semester, these professors would outline key points for exams to help both those who attended classes and those who skipped prepare adequately for their tests.
However, the Cold Professor is completely different. Taking attendance in every class is just child's play for her, and she has listed many classroom rules, such as no sleeping during class and no whispering to each other. In short, she runs her classes just like in high school, and any student who dares to skip class without a valid reason or violate the rules during class will be noted by her and lose corresponding credits for their major courses.
This directly leads to the fact that no student in this major dares to skip her classes unless they no longer want their graduation certificate.
Additionally, the Cold Professor will never highlight key points for students. In her words, any knowledge that can be recorded in the textbook is considered important. Moreover, often during exams, she may test on topics that are not in the textbooks but have been covered in her lectures. Therefore, no student in her class dares to take chances and not pay attention.
Finally, this seemingly impenetrable Cold Professor is also a "famous examiner." During last year's final exams, she only added a slight amount of pressure, yet nearly three-quarters of the students in the classroom she supervised failed.
Thus, not only do history majors know of the Cold Professor's notorious reputation, but students from other departments also pray before each exam that their supervising teacher is not the Cold Professor.
If it weren't for the absence of Jin Da's novels in this world, it is highly likely that students would privately give this Cold Professor a nickname like "The Ruthless Master."
"During World War II in the Old World, the overall strength of the Japanese Navy was quite good; however, compared to the United States, there was a significant gap between the two. In terms of both the number and quality of vessels, Japan was far behind America..."
"Report."
"Student Ling Feng, please speak."
"Teacher, I believe your viewpoint is incorrect. Based on some factual data, Japan was not behind America in shipbuilding technology; historically, Yamato serves as proof."
"You mention Yamato. To be honest, I am not intentionally belittling the Japanese Navy; I just want to say that every battleship of the old Japanese Navy was garbage..."
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