When Yu Dong assigned the homework, he never expected that it would have such an effect.

The reason why he gave the topic "I am a pig" was to let students expand their imagination and improve their ability to extend their thinking.

As actors, they need this ability very much.

But Liu Ye seemed to be very touched by the title "I am a pig". He wrote a lot about the benefits of being a pig, and his feelings about wanting to be a pig were revealed in every line.

"If I were really a pig, then I wouldn't need to get up at dawn every morning to practice, nor would I need to rack my brains every day to think about the homework assigned by the teachers. And at the end of the first grade, I wouldn't need to go to Jiaotong University.

Homework. It’s a pity that I’m not a pig, so I can’t escape all this as a pig.”

"If I were a pig, I wouldn't miss my parents in the dead of night and be exhausted, and I wouldn't want to cry but not be able to cry..."

At the beginning, when Liu Ye was reading his homework, his classmates laughed knowingly from time to time.

But as I listened, the laughter suddenly disappeared, and Liu Ye's composition began to become depressing.

Especially when it comes to having a lot of homework, little time, and high pressure, many students feel the same way.

Yu Dong didn't expect that Liu Ye would be so stressed out. As a top student, he had always coped well with his studies, even though his schoolwork was relatively heavy.

Moreover, he studied literature, his favorite major in college. Although there was a bit of a psychological gap at the beginning of the class, as he felt that the things he studied in the Chinese department were different from what he had imagined before, but after getting used to it, he also enjoyed it.

After reading his homework, Liu Ye stood there without moving, just looking at Yu Dong eagerly.

Yu Dong looked at Liu Ye with a smile. Although this kid exuded a lot of negative energy behind his homework, overall, his writing ability had improved a lot.

Although what he wrote looks like a composition written by a primary school student, it is actually very well written. The language is simple and humorous, and the emotions are expressed very smoothly without any hesitation.

It can be seen from this that Liu Ye is a very talented student.

"Very good, keep up the good work."

Although Yu Dong has always been strict, he is not stingy when it comes to praise.

When Liu Ye heard Yu Dong praise his composition as very good, he clenched his fist excitedly, "Yeah!"

On the way back to his seat, Liu Ye's body was as thin as a bamboo pole and bowed like a shrimp. His feet were jumping up and down, as if the ground was very hot and he didn't want to touch the ground.

"Ahem."

Yu Dong coughed lightly and continued: "You are under a lot of pressure, I know that, but I believe it is not to the point where you can't overcome it. Like Liu Ye, it is perfectly fine to complain when doing homework, and I am willing to

Listen to your complaints. In Jinyi, anyone is allowed to complain or even cry, but here, retreating is not allowed. No matter what your mood and state are, you must move forward."

"You are only a freshman. It's too late to back down now, and you have enough time to make other choices. But I want to tell you, if you can't go on in Jinyi, it will be difficult for you to go on other paths easily."

"Most of you here were drawn and decided by me personally, and some students have even met the deep space staff. I can tell you that I also called those deep space staff there.

"

"I am optimistic about each of you here and believe that each of you has the potential to succeed. But whether you can succeed or not, having potential is not enough. If you want to continue on this path, in addition to talent, you must also have perseverance.

of perseverance.”

Under the podium, the students' eyes widened and they looked at each other again.

This was the first time Yu Dong told them about this.

"We were actually selected by Teacher Yu himself?"

"Teacher Yu Dong is still in charge of admissions?"

"Why did Teacher Yu choose me?"

The students were very confused, but at the same time, they were also very proud.

Who is Yu Dong?

He was a world-famous writer. His works were translated into dozens of languages ​​and sold all over the world to a very small audience.

Such a person, choosing them, represents completely different meanings.

Yu Dong stood on the podium and saw the students whispering under the podium, but he didn't say much about enrollment.

"Continue class."

He found Hu Jing's homework from the homework pile and said, "Hu Jing, come up and read your composition to your classmates."

"Ah, I want to read it too."

When she heard that she was going to be publicly executed, Hu Jing pouted and started shouting.

The reason why Yu Dong called Hu Jing after Liu Ye was because this girl has never been very good at her homework.

The little girl is relatively young, has an out-of-the-box personality, and has a top-notch image, so everyone favors her. As time goes by, she no longer has strict requirements for herself.

Hu Jing walked all the way to the edge of the podium, still mumbling, but she couldn't hear clearly what she was mumbling.

Yu Dong said with a serious face: "Walk well and speak well. Take a look at yourself and what you look like."

Hu Jing was scolded by Yu Dong. She felt aggrieved and did not dare to reply. She could only take her homework obediently, and then endured the grievance and began to read her homework.

"Title, I am a pig. Hello everyone, I am a pig. Although you all know what a pig looks like, I still want to introduce myself. I have four feet with hard shells on my feet.

My skin should be white. In fact, I am not sure because I have never looked in the mirror, but I think I should be a white pig. Or maybe, there are some irregularities on my white skin.

, black patterns..."

Hu Jing’s homework... Yu Dong’s evaluation was: junior high school student level.

However, Yu Dong gave them homework not to test their composition level, but to test their association ability.

In fact, Hu Jing did quite well in this regard.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! At least one thing she did in the composition is the limitation of perspective. In some fragments, she tried to really think of herself as a pig.

"Okay, let's go down. Remember to go back and read more books. If you have time, you can also take a writing class from Xichuang to improve your writing skills."

"Got it." Hu Jing breathed a sigh of relief and returned to her seat with her homework.

After that, Yu Dong called the students up one by one and read out their homework.

Most of these students have average writing skills, including the literary young woman Yuan Quan.

Although she had read a lot of books and pursued literature, the things she wrote were superficial and some were deliberately showing off her skills. This was the reason why she had read books but not enough.

On the contrary, the performance of Zu Feng, who was the last one to appear, surprised Yu Dong.

The homework title assigned by Yu Dong was "I am a pig." Most of the other students used the first person pronoun, either "I am a pig" or "If I were a pig."

But Zu Feng is different.

"When I first arrived in the cucumber garden, I met an old man. The first time I saw him, it was at night. Because of the moonlight, I could barely see his appearance. He was very old. Even if the light was not good, it was still obvious.

I could clearly see the wrinkles on his face that were like knife carvings. When he smiled, the skin that was originally divided by the wrinkles squeezed together again, and his cheeks were like two folding fans."

"One day, he told me that he was actually a pig. Hearing this, I laughed. I had met him a few times. Although we were not acquaintances, we were definitely not strangers. Maybe he also felt familiar with me.

He made such a joke to me. I replied with a joke and said that I was actually a dog. I didn’t lie to him because I was born in the year of a dog..."

Zu Feng wrote a novel seriously, with a sophisticated technique and a clear narrative.

The novel roughly tells a story. "I" met a strange old man in the cucumber garden. After meeting him several times, the old man joked with me that he was a pig. I only thought he was joking. But from then on,

The old man began to tell me how he transformed from a pig into a human being.

The old man was a domestic pig raised by a family in the south of the city sixty years ago. The family died due to some things and only one old man was left.

The old man had no friends and only a pig to keep him company, so he couldn't bear to kill the pig.

More than ten years later, the old man passed away, but the pig did not die. Instead, it became a goblin and had the ability to transform into human form.

Later, this pig joined the army and killed the enemy...

At the end of the story, Zu Feng did not explain whether the old man was a real pig.

This kind of open ending leaves people with a lot of reverie, and it's impossible to tell what type of story this is.

Maybe this old man really was a pig, then this is a fantastic story. Or maybe this old man is just an old man who likes to fantasize, then this is a realistic story.

After Zu Feng finished reading, Yu Dong tapped his fingers on the table. After a while, he said, "Zu Feng, can you tell me your thoughts on writing this story?"

Zu Feng said with a smile: "Teacher Yu, actually I don't have any special ideas. After you assigned this homework, I was watching the moon behind the government building one night, and suddenly I thought of this story."

Yu Dong nodded: "The writing is good, but because of the short length, the old man's narrative is thin and not full enough."

"Well, I know that too, but if I want to make the old man's narration more complete, I can't do it now, because to make his narration appear real, I need a lot of knowledge that I don't understand, such as how pigs feel, and

The experience of joining the army and fighting." Zu Feng said.

Yu Dong nodded slowly, Zu Feng was right.

After pondering for a moment, he suddenly said: "I have thought of what homework to give you."

As soon as they heard that Yu Dong was going to assign homework, all the students held their breath and listened carefully to what kind of homework it was.

"I'm going to let the theater students do this assignment with you."

"Doing it together with the classmates from Xichuang?" Zu Feng looked at Yu Dong in surprise: "Teacher Yu, what kind of homework is this?"

"I need you to make up something."

"What's going on?" Nie Yuan, who was sitting in the front row, asked.
To be continued...