Chapter 1100: Send Buns Classical Chinese Level 2

Chapter 1100 The Classical Level Of Sending Buns 2
After about ten minutes, Gu Nianjia went to see the post she just posted. The page views even exceeded 1,000, and the number of replies exceeded 100, and the number of likes exceeded 500.
She was a little surprised.
After all, the school forum doesn't look like Weibo. This kind of pageview is already a lot.
It seems this post can be hot.
The beast is indeed the school's situation, and her influence is beyond her expectations. If this goes on, her name will be hot.
Then again, everyone in the school should know that Zhang Jingyu has a master of famous grass. No one will come to her to be a matchmaker, and no one will come to her and hit the south wall.
After all, if you know someone else has a girlfriend, you have to chase hard, that is Primary Three.
In the afternoon, all professor-level teachers of the Academy of Fine Arts had a meeting, using the large conference room of the teaching department.
Before the time came, when Zhang Jing met, several older teachers sat and chatted, and he seemed to hear his name from a distance.
But the laughter was mixed, and he couldn't hear what they were talking about. When he arrived at the door, those people saw him, stopped talking, and looked at him one after another.
A middle-aged male teacher, about forty years old, looked at Zhang Jingyu and said with a smile: "Mr. Zhang, you are really hidden."
Another teacher answered, "No wonder you are not introduced to anyone."
"It's been a girlfriend for a long time."
"But a young, promising, talented person like Professor Zhang will not lack girls."
Several older teachers, you say me sentence by sentence, Zhang Jingyu said a bit confused.
He frowned, and the only thing he could think of was that Gu Nianjia talked about his 'girlfriend'.
Thinking of this, he nodded a little to the teachers in a hurry.
He was about to use his mobile phone to send a message to Gu Nianjia, and asked her if she said something. An old professor suddenly came out behind him, and he shouted attentively, "Jingyu."
Listening to the sound, Zhang Jingyu heard which professor he was. He was the most respected Professor Wen when he was studying at the A University.
It's reaching retirement age.
He smiled and turned his head, politely nodding at the old professor.
Professor Wen was in his early sixties and had baldness on the top of his head. He looked at Zhang Jingyu with a loving look and continued to say: "This classmate Gu Nianjia has been teaching you. I do n’t know if I have made progress in painting techniques, but That hand written in classical Chinese is very chic. "
Classical Chinese?
Zhang Jingyu frowned, wondering in her heart.
He could hear Professor Wen talking about irony, joking, not really boasting about Nianjia's writing.
Gu Nianjia was very protective on his mouth. "Her level is okay."
Still wondering, what did his baby do?
After writing the classical Chinese, he thought about it, the great possibility is in the forum.
Thinking, he gave Professor Wen a slight nod, then stepped closer to the conference room, found a place to sit, took out his mobile phone and opened the campus road forum.
When he went in, he saw the sticky hot post. The ID of the post was Gu Nianjia. He knew that he saw his name in the title of the post.
Open the post.
Glancing at the contents of the post, he reached out and held his forehead, crying and laughing.
Gu Nianjia was struggling to stop these languages ​​in front of the computer, and Gu Nianjia just sent WeChat.
"Teacher, your popularity is so high."
"But I think the articles I have stated are well written."
(End of this chapter)