She Becomes Ugly if She Doesn’t Study

"I don't know, there are a lot of unfamiliar students." Yang Lu also noticed that there were many unfamiliar students in the class.

These classmates don't even look like they're from a cross-information department.

Tang Su looked at the podium again, and the teacher had already arrived. This was a very young teacher who seemed to be in his twenties.

The teacher wears glasses and a white T-shirt and looks polite.

When he saw that the stage was full of students before class started, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth unconsciously.

"Hello, classmates, I'm Mr. Zhang Fang, and we're going to be using C language in this class."

The teacher didn't do any self-introduction, and just started lecturing.

Tang Su listened carefully to the class.

She has learned a computer language java, C language is another computer language, but also a more basic computer language.

On Tang Su's left was a strange boy, not from the big data class, and Tang Su didn't know which class the other was from.

But Tang Su noticed that the other party was holding the same teaching materials as himself, and he was very serious when listening to the class.

"Which major are you in?" Tang Su asked curiously after the fifth class.

Because there are only 40 people in the big data class, but the 60-seat classroom is full of people, and some people sit directly behind the class with those plastic stools.

"I'm from the chemistry department." The boy smiled and replied.

He felt that he was lucky, and there was a beautiful woman sitting beside him.

"Then why did you come to our class?" Tang Su asked again.

She knew that universities could take elective courses, but she didn't know that she could still do it, so she went directly to other departments to take classes.

"Well, I am more interested in computers. When I got a low score in the college entrance examination, I was transferred to a major."

Tang Su nodded speechlessly.

Well, it seems that she really doesn't know much about college life.

"Then don't you take your majors?" Tang Su asked again.

"Go on, some professional classes will be held, and some classes will not be taken if you don't like it." The boy replied.

He originally had a class, the Ma Zhe class. He felt that this class was too lazy to take it, so he directly checked the class schedule of the Cross-Information Department, and found that the fifth and sixth class of the 03-level big data class was a computer class, so he escaped. The courses of my own class, and I came to this class from different departments.

"Okay, you're amazing." Tang Su gave the other a thumbs up.

Of course, she didn't know whether the boy's operation was good or bad.

Or you can do it yourself, such as taking classes in other classes when your major is not available.

This seems to be quite fun.

Tang Su has a little programming foundation, and this kind of class is not difficult for her.

After the computer class, almost all of Tang Su and other students in the big data class rushed out of the classroom.

Because they only had 20 minutes, they needed to rush from the comprehensive building of the School of Information to the third teaching building.

The seventh and eighth English classes are held in the third teaching building.

Some students haven't bought bicycles yet, which are 800 to 900 meters away, and some people just ran over there.

Tang Su arrived at the third teaching building at 4:05.

This is the first time she has experienced this feeling of running around for the class.

Thinking that this will often happen in the future, she felt a little depressed.

The classrooms in the third teaching building are different from those in Xinyuan.

There seem to be large classrooms here, and a classroom can seat more than 100 people.