The nervousness in Lin Han's heart has disappeared. At this time, talking in front of so many students, he seems confident. There is enough ink in his stomach to achieve such a good effect.
The security guards and the student union officials were earnestly trying to persuade the people behind them not to enter. There were an estimated 400 people squeezed into the classroom of more than 200 people, and many people could only look away and sigh.
"Yes, do you still remember the previous Mars project exploration? He also gave a speech for two academicians of the Chinese Academy of Sciences in our school, and after the secrets from the space agency, Lin Han was also a specially hired consultant of the Mars project team. Spokesperson.”
"Science fiction, as the name suggests, is both science and literature. It must have both scientific ideas and literary splendor. Science fiction is a novel that faces the future! It draws people's attention to the future and the universe. Inspiring generations of people to explore and devote themselves to science. Science fiction is a novel that shows imagination. Some people even think that science fiction is the mother of science!"
The usually relatively quiet large lecture theater is now overcrowded. Although the classroom spans the 2nd and 3rd floors, with a total area of more than 200 square meters, there are no empty seats for more than 200 people spread out in a fan-shaped staircase. Location.
Qin Zhong became interested now. He had probably been out of touch with society for a long time. He had never heard of such an outstanding young man. He replied, "Did he also come from Tsinghua University?"
Lin Han also made some preparations to teach this course. He copied the ppt he made on the computer, and then used a projector to start preparations.
"Thank you all for your love. After class today, I will coordinate the classroom with the Academic Affairs Office and try to allow everyone to find a seat to sit down and listen to the class. This "World Science Fiction Literature Appreciation" is what I want to share with you."
"Dad, they are waiting for a writer, not a little star, he should be considered a big star!" Qin Siwen, who was following this man, was going to study in the United States. Now her parents had sent her to the airport to see it with her own eyes. Taking my daughter on the plane.
This group of passionate, naive and persistent young people said in unison, there are many people outside who want to stand in but it is impossible!
This group of students was very frightened. Like primary school students when they saw their class teacher, their original lazy postures suddenly stopped and the smiles on their faces disappeared.
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The middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses dragged his suitcase. He shook his head and said: "What's wrong with these star-chasers now? So many young people come to the airport to wait for a little star. This is not a waste of time and misleading people." Disciple!"
"That's him. Professor Qin, do you also read his novels?" A student asked boldly. This professor who usually looked like a workaholic seemed to have nothing to do with Lin Han.
"Professor, wasn't there a time when the topic of cloning dinosaurs was very popular? It was started by Lin Han. His "Jurassic Park" made many people come to ask us."
Poor parents in the world, even scholars and professors like Qin Zhong cannot escape the hurdles faced by their children.
The group of students looked at each other, then shook their heads at the same time, "No, he graduated from a film school. He used to make movies and now writes novels."
Another person held a cup of coffee and said, "Don't think about it. It is said that the students who chose that course can't enter the classroom, and the people who are observing are squeezing out all the real students."
Qin Siwen is not a loyal fan of Lin Han, she just knows this person. Many classmates in their class like Lin Han, and they often play Weibo and read the news, so they are immersed in the content.
"This is really not adulterated. There are photos in the circle of friends. When I posted the novel, there were more than 200 seats in the classroom, but the aisles were full of people, and there were many people behind who couldn't get in at the door. The security guards came specially to maintain order!”
You must know that they are all the real elites of Tsinghua University. Although they are not top in the laboratory, who is not a famous figure in the entire school
Passers-by picking up relatives and friends at the airport were also attracted by this gesture. Some people who did not pay much attention to the entertainment and literary circles thought that Lin Han was some new rising star.
"Hello, classmates, I am Lin Han. I really didn't expect that so many people would come to listen to my class today. Thank you for your hard work, standing and squatting students!"
“In people’s minds, science fiction is a genre filled with giant insects, invading alien monsters, mad scientists, out-of-control robots, or other acts of violence. In fact, the field of science fiction is much broader than the above understanding. .To a certain extent, what I have listed above is only a very small part of science fiction novels. Science fiction novels in the true sense are a kind of special fantasy way that reflects various practical problems and problems that people encounter in life. The Literature of Existential Dilemmas.”
"Mr. Lin has a deep connection with our Tsinghua University, and I have even listened to his speeches."
When the first impression is not good, no matter how you look at it, it is unpleasant, especially the young, handsome and beautiful combination of Lin Han and Chen Jiaxuan not far away makes Qin Zhong insist on his own idea, how can a writer be so handsome!
"Professor Qin, although Lin Han is not from a major, his novels are very hard and have been praised by scientists at home and abroad."
"My first-year high school classmate was at Peking University. He said that when I was choosing courses, I was immediately overwhelmed. It was more difficult to randomly select a few people from a huge army to take classes than to take the civil service examination."
"I haven't seen it. I just found out about this person today. Do you all know him?" Qin Zhong thought his daughter was exaggerating, but he didn't expect that the young people in front of him all nodded.
"Okay, okay, let me take a look at what you recorded. Have there been any changes in the cell level?" Qin Zhong took the record book and looked it up meticulously, extremely cautiously.
Because Lin Han was photographed by reporters at Venice Airport, the flight numbers of the plane he and Chen Jiaxuan took were found by domestic reporters and fans.
At the beginning of this class, Lin Han analyzed in detail with these students what science fiction literature is. Only after understanding this concept can we have the ability to analyze and appreciate it!
Standing outside the passage, Qin Zhong watched with red eyes as his daughter walked into the customs security inspection alone. The little girl who once held his finger was now tall and slim, and could fight for her future in a foreign country.
Lin Han was stunned by the cheers one after another, and the applause gathered together, making students and teachers in other classrooms and on the roadside couldn't help but look around.
The newly completed Peking University Li Zhaoji Building (the second teaching building) appears to be dominated by gray bricks and sloping roofs. It uses modern architectural techniques to cleverly integrate with the surrounding traditional buildings. It is simple and simple, yet solemn and elegant.
After Qin Zhong heard what these students said, he realized that he had actually come into contact with something related to Lin Han very early, but he just didn't notice it at the beginning!
"I have never seen a science fiction writer like him before. Anyway, he is so awesome."
Qin Zhong waved his hand, and he spoke again: "Don't be so formal. I just want to know if the Teacher Lin you are talking about is Lin Han."
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This laboratory is composed of three branches, with four main research directions and atmospheres. Currently, Qin Zhong is a leader in the field of membrane protein structure. He is also one of the 18 academic committee members of the laboratory!
But among the students he didn't see, there were some "overage students". People in their thirties, forties, and fifties were actually hidden among them. They nodded from time to time to express their approval along with Lin Han's explanation. .
She smiled and said: "Lin Han writes science fiction novels, maybe we have a common language with you. Dad, you are not young anymore. Don't work in the laboratory every day. It's better to go home and rest occasionally." "
"It's not hard work!"
Qin Zhong is a relatively old-fashioned person. He is engaged in scientific research at Tsinghua University. He usually only deals with data. I have never heard of this person!
Regarding the cloning of paleontological organisms, senior government officials even came to ask him, but he did not expect that the source was here.
They replied in a flurry: "I know, I know, I guess there are very few people in Tsinghua University who don't know about Teacher Lin, right?"
"Qin, Professor Qin!"
"Hey, have you heard that Teacher Lin offers elective courses on science fiction at Peking University? Why don't you come to our Tsinghua University!"
As a result, the arrival area of Beijing International Airport seems very lively. Not only are fans specially organized to pick up and support the airport, but there are also reporters who have been waiting for a long time waiting with long guns and short cannons!
Two hours later, Qin Zhong arrived at his "Biofilm and Membrane Bioengineering" laboratory, which is a national key laboratory on the first floor of the new biology museum.
Now that I heard Qin Siwen mention Lin Han repeatedly, the old man became a little disgusted and disliked Lin Han even more.
"Hmph, I would like to rest, but none of the kids in the laboratory are worry-free. They can't even do the simplest things well, and even blatantly change the data. I have to keep a close eye on them!"
Lin Han's excellence obviously exceeded Qin Zhong's expectations. After he shook his head, he decided to go to the bookstore to buy his science fiction novels after get off work later, so that he might have more topics to talk about with his precious daughter!
"Teacher Lin, can you teach in a larger classroom next time?"
"Is it okay to go to Peking University to attend lectures? I don't think it's feasible."
When Lin Han slowly approached the second teaching building in his shirt, the reporters and students outside all took out their mobile phones and started taking pictures, and there were even countless cheers!
Two flowers bloom, one on each side.
"Hello, Professor Qin!"
"Wait a minute, I remember he even came to the building next to us to visit and study."
Today's Peking University campus can be said to be very lively. This leading institution of higher learning in the country has attracted many people with its rich cultural atmosphere on campus and its unique "One Tower Lake Picture" (Boya Tower, Weiming Lake, Peking University Library) and so on. People from home and abroad come here because of its reputation, but today it is even better than before!
"Professor Qin"
After looking around in the laboratory, he returned to the public rest area of the laboratory. At this time, the researchers, doctoral students, and graduate students were sitting together in twos and threes chatting!
But this group of people actually admired a young man who wrote novels, which puzzled Qin Zhong.
In the past, the only contact between this group of students and Qin Zhong was at work, and they never spoke in private, but now they seem to be quite easy to talk to!
The area at the back of the classroom was already filled with students who had come to watch. The floor was almost invisible as long as there were places where people could stand in the aisles and on the edge of the window sill!
"I remember his class was around three o'clock in the afternoon. How about we go and audit it?"
"According to me, Teacher Lin should also choose us. Those guys from Peking University don't know anything about science fiction. It's a waste."
The dean of the Academic Affairs Office who was originally standing at the back door of the classroom was still worried that Lin Han had no teaching experience before and that he would be reserved on the podium. However, after seeing the way he scolded Fang Qiu and the content of his speech, those worries had long since disappeared. !
He and his wife waited until Qin Siwen's plane took off before turning around and leaving.
Qin Zhong hadn't spoken so much to his daughter for a long time. When they were little girls, the father and mother often talked to each other, but as the little girl grew up, she became estranged from him.
"Science fiction is just like the exotic scenery that surprises people who love to travel. It allows adults and children who are busy in the real world to let their imaginations fly, allowing their minds to run wild and transcend the constraints of reality. It is worth mentioning that science fiction has always been It is not an indulgence of imagination, but a controlled imagination. It is precisely because of the control of imagination that science fiction works have endless charm!"
"I've read every one of his books, it's incredible!"
"What? Those who write science fiction novels are not from science background?" Qin Zhong was more and more surprised. Now he began to doubt whether Lin Han's science fiction novels could be read. A monk who became a monk halfway, it is estimated that there are scientific errors in them. .
This group of doctoral students and graduate students are almost the lowest level in the laboratory. They are recognized as coolies and are nicknamed by themselves as experimental dogs. Now they gather together to talk about something interesting, but one of the bosses of the laboratory overhears them. The sound scared them all, and the guy holding the coffee even spilled it!
Qin Zhong listened silently and asked abruptly: "Is the Teacher Lin you are talking about Lin Han? The Lin Han who wrote science fiction?"
"What kind of writer is this? He can't write with peace of mind, and he looks like a star. At first glance, there is no real content."
From the corridor to the classroom podium, Lin Han felt like he was on a long march. When he looked up, he saw a mass of students in the darkness below the classroom, which made him nervous for no reason.
"Isn't it? Is it really that popular? I'm even planning to let my buddy take a seat!" The bespectacled young man in a white coat said in surprise, "I guess those people are just watching it as a novelty."
Qin Zhong entered the laboratory after disinfection. At this time, researchers in the dust-free laboratory were recording experimental data. After seeing him come in, they all greeted him.