Both of them had gained admission into Yingbo University on their own merits, and that was exactly why they felt even more strongly about it.
"Sister Rongrong, this guy's not bad. Seize the opportunity, he's genuinely talented and different from the flies of the past, hehe." Ye Xiaoyu nudged Mao Rongrong below and then mischievously teased her in a whisper.
"Xiaoyu, stop talking nonsense. Why do you always push things onto me? I think it's you who likes him but doesn't dare to say it," Mao Rongrong said in a soft voice, knowing Ye Xiaoyu's character all too well.
"If you like him, you like him, but I really do like him a bit. I thought Sister Rongrong you felt the same way, hehe," Ye Xiaoyu whispered with a laugh, covering her mouth.
"If you like him, then it's you who likes him. Don't always drag me into it. I don't like him."
"Oh, then let's observe first, see if he has the ability to move Sister Rongrong's heart," Xiaoyu said.
"What does that have to do with me?"
"If you like him too, then in the future we can marry the same man and be good sisters for life."
Mao Rongrong almost fainted from anger at Ye Xiaoyu's words; had they not been in class, she would have surely set this crazy girl straight. At this moment, in the classroom, and with Lin Feng's French indeed possessing infinite attraction, Mao Rongrong gave Ye Xiaoyu a covert glare and didn't engage with her anymore.
Seeing the look on Mao Rongrong's face, Ye Xiaoyu secretly pursed her lips and giggled with delight.
"Teacher Lin, how did you learn French? How come you speak it so well?" A cheerful-looking girl asked the first question.
"It's nothing, I was on a deserted island, facing a computer, and just like that, I learned it," Lin Feng answered in French.
Hearing Lin Feng's response, everyone's mind was a bit chaotic—how could there possibly be a computer on a deserted island??? Just by facing a computer, he learned French to such an incredible level?
If everyone could simply face a computer and learn French like Lin Feng, the school would have been empty a long time ago—how could learning French be so easy?
"Teacher Lin, how could there be a computer on a deserted island?" someone asked, a tad incredulously.
"It's nothing, I found it on one of the ships that sank nearby after hitting a reef," Lin Feng answered simply.
"Teacher Lin, what do you mean by a deserted island? What did you do on a deserted island?" Ye Xiaoyu asked another question in French, genuinely interested in the topic.
"Oh, I went out to sea for fun, and a strange gust of wind blew me onto an island. I stayed on that island for five years, and during those five years, I learned the Peerless Divine Skill, survival skills, Killing Techniques, the teachings of the Hundred Schools of Thought, Astronomy and Geography, Divination and Astrology, music, chess, literature, painting, and multiple languages, among other things," Lin Feng said with a smile, believing that honesty is a form of strength, so he would not answer what he could not, and did not mind sharing what he could.
With his current understanding of human nature, he knew that some truths are, paradoxically, not believed when told. Thus, he never minded being forthright about such matters.
In today's society, telling the blunt truth could be the best disguise, as people tend to jump to other conclusions.
He just found... after finishing his statement, the students below were all stunned.
The sentence was too long, and it contained too much meaning—many students seemingly did not understand.
Lin Feng walked straight to the blackboard and wrote two paragraphs, one in French and one in Chinese.
It was then that everyone thoroughly understood what Lin Feng had just said. It was no wonder, as idioms are very challenging to translate in foreign languages. Their knowledge of French was basic—they were just able to engage in simple conversations, and even that was the result of years of hard-earned study.
"Your teacher—I lived on an island for five years, learning the Peerless Divine Skill, survival skills, Killing Techniques, the teachings of the Hundred Schools of Thought, Astronomy and Geography, Divination and Astrology, music, chess, literature, painting, and multiple languages, and so on. Now everyone understands, right?" Lin Feng explained again in Chinese, feeling it was his duty as a teacher.
Leng Mei, ultimately unable to settle her mind, went to check on the situation and then hurriedly left, heading towards the French department. She was really worried about how Lin Feng's teaching would turn out...
Even though she knew Lin Feng's French was flawless, teaching was a different matter altogether, and modern students were not so easy to teach—they weren't as obedient as elementary school kids.
As luck would have it, the moment Lin Feng said that, Leng Mei had just arrived at the doorway of classroom 303 and heard his words.
Five years on an island, could it be possible??? And learning so much, what was he talking about? Was he joking to break the ice, but he didn't seem to be joking.
Leng Mei reflected on Lin Feng's words, which brought her immense doubt and astonishment—the doubt being how someone could possibly live on an island for five years, and the astonishment at how Lin Feng could perfectly translate these four-word phrases into French.
As for Lin Feng's claims of mastering the Peerless Divine Skill, survival ability, Killing Techniques, and so on, Leng Mei didn't believe them at all.
He had seemed mysterious from the first meeting, and now, he appeared even more so. Everything about Lin Feng was like an unsolvable riddle.
Although her first instinct was disbelief, Leng Mei immediately thought of Lin Feng's multilingual abilities, which she had experienced firsthand. She absolutely believed Lin Feng's accomplishments and talent in languages, but...
If Lin Feng really could, as he said, live alone on an island for five years and still speak French so well, be proficient in so many languages, and learn all those other things... what he said was like a novel...
No, even more exaggerated than a novel.
Good heavens, was he even human? How could he have such a complex past?!
At this moment, Leng Mei stood at the door, listening to Lin Feng's lecture and stopped in her tracks, her mind in turmoil.
"Boom..." After Lin Feng repeated these words in Mandarin, there was a brief silence in the classroom, followed by an explosive reaction.
There were laughs, shock, and some who were dismissive, displaying all sorts of expressions.
"Wow, really, the teacher actually stayed alone on an island for five years and learned so much. That's amazing."
"Only you girls would believe such things. Even liars don't make up stories like that."
"He must be trying to create a classroom effect, that's why he said it deliberately."
"Who does he think he is? If he were as awesome as he claims, he wouldn't be teaching here."
......
Everyone had their say, voicing various opinions.
Of course, the majority took it as a joke, thinking to themselves that the teacher was really funny. What era was it, to still have such things happen?
Peerless Divine Skill, indeed. Killing Techniques, indeed. Why doesn't he claim he can fly to the heavens or pilot an alien spaceship?
This teacher was too funny, coming up with such far-fetched stories.
Only Ye Xiaoyu was somewhat curious. She didn't know if it was because of her personality or because she found the young Teacher Lin appealing, but she stared at Lin Feng with wide eyes. Her intuition told her that Lin Feng might not be joking, so she couldn't help but continue to ask in French, "Teacher Lin, is what you said true? Did you really spend five years on a deserted island, and also... learn all those things you mentioned?"
In her view, it was possible to spend five years on a deserted island, but learning Peerless Divine Skill, survival abilities, Killing Techniques, and all that nonsensical stuff seemed implausible.
"It's true, all the things I know were learned on the island," Lin Feng continued to say in French truthfully.
"Oh, that's great. I've never heard a real version of Robinson Crusoe before. Tell us about it," Ye Xiaoyu suddenly asked Lin Feng in French, excited as if she had discovered a new world.
The classmates around were all curious, especially the girls. Even if they felt it was impossible, they still wanted to hear a real-life, French version of "Robinson Crusoe." It was quite an interesting idea, so everyone pricked up their ears and listened attentively to Lin Feng's words, not wanting to miss this golden opportunity.
The key was that listening to Lin Feng tell the story in his beautiful French felt like a pleasure to them, and as for its truthfulness, it seemed no more important than that of a textbook story or a news event.
Of course, many scoffed, thinking to themselves, let's see how you make this up.
"Life on the island was very tough; every day was spent struggling to fill one's belly..." Lin Feng's elegant French voice drew everyone into a world of island life.
"Teacher Lin, wasn't it boring to be on the island alone?" a male student loudly asked in French, his laughter at the end somewhat lewd, obviously implying something else.
"Yes, but sometimes it was quite thrilling, like hunting sharks."
"Sharks? You killed a shark???" A girl asked in surprise, forgetting to speak in French, covering her mouth with her hand, unable to believe it was true. Other classmates also opened their eyes wide upon hearing this.
In movies, sharks are man-eaters; who would dare to hunt them? Didn't they want to live anymore?! Just the thought made their scalps tingle...
Humans hunting sharks, that's nonsense.
"Yes, once, when I couldn't find anything to eat on the shore, I swam a little way out to sea, and somehow a shark appeared and headed straight for me," Lin Feng said and deliberately paused, leaving his students hanging with tense anticipation. They all listened nervously, their faces a mix of tension and surprise, urging him to quickly continue.
"Later, when I saw I couldn't avoid it, I just floated motionless there. When it came closest to my body, I made my move, thrusting both hands into the shark's gills and violently stirring inside."
Lin Feng stopped again at this point, irritating the students, as he always got stuck at the key moments.
"What happened next? Hurry up and tell us. We're all on tenterhooks," Ye Xiaoyu, both nervous and excited, stared at Lin Feng and forgot to use French, urging him directly. They had already been drawn in by Lin Feng's story, and whether the tale was fantasy, fiction, or sci-fi, its thrilling aspects made them feel as though they were experiencing it firsthand.