Chapter 83: Class

Time passed quickly. After lunch, Miss Luo Quan just swiped her phone for a while, and it was time for class.

For the first class of the new semester, Miss Luo Quan didn't intend to be late, so she entered the classroom early to take her seat.

Because linguistics is a relatively unpopular major, there are relatively few students who choose this major, so most of the classrooms arranged are small classrooms of dozens of square meters.

And large class teachers generally teach in that kind of stepped classroom, which is very university-like. This kind of class in a small classroom gives Miss Luo Quan a sense of déjà vu as if she were still in junior high school.

The classmates in the classroom are also from all over the world. Miss Luo Quan looked around and only saw two yellow-skinned Asians. She couldn't tell which country they were from, so she didn't go up to talk.

But the advantage of this is that no one in the class knows her, and the relationship between classmates will become normal.

Of course, beautiful girls are usually easier to get the attention and favor of boys. It happens that in this class, Miss Luo Quan is the only girl, which is simply more wolves and less meat.

Fortunately, the teacher came in time, otherwise several white boys who were eager to try were already preparing to chat with Miss Luo Quan.

This German old professor from the United States is unusually strong, estimated to be 1.9 meters tall, with a red face and a thick neck. From the collar of his slightly open T-shirt, you can see a few strands of curly white chest hair, a standard Anglo-Saxon white man's appearance.

Teaching at the University of Tokyo, he didn't mean to consider the local students at all, or maybe he saw that there were not many Asians in the class, so he opened his mouth with a series of American English, waving his big hands covered with sweat hair while talking.

Her English level in the past was barely enough to have simple daily communication with ordinary Americans. Those common vocabulary could basically be written and spoken, but it was a bit difficult to keep up with the professor's pace.

Fortunately, Miss Luo Quan redeemed the talent of English specialization in the mall in advance, and this expenditure was even cheaper than improving her singing skills.

Seeing that each of these practical skills was less than 500 popularity points, Miss Luo Quan redeemed all five mainstream world languages: English, Russian, French, German, and Italian.

The consequence was that Miss Luo Quan's head suddenly had four more languages, and instantly it was as if four chatterboxes were arguing in her mind. Countless vocabulary and sentences impacted her brain nerves, causing her spirit to be somewhat sluggish for the next few days.

However, after surviving these days, Miss Luo Quan found that she had unknowingly mastered these languages, and reached the level of simultaneous interpretation, switching between several languages at will without pressure.

Although the German old professor spoke very fast and used some very obscure words, few students who used English as a second language could fully understand it.

Fortunately, the language specialization redeemed from the system by Miss Luo Quan was not mixed with any moisture. What the professor said sounded not much different from speaking Chinese to her.

In the first class of the semester, this professor named Franster simply introduced the significance of the course setting to the students, that is, the significance of learning German history, and then extended to the depth, introducing the significance of linguistics.

In his words, linguistics has nothing to do with how many foreign languages a person masters. If you really master more than a dozen foreign languages, you can at most be called a language learner, not a linguist.

Real linguists take human language as the research object to explore issues related to the nature, function, structure, and application of language.

And learning the development history of language is the only way for every linguistics beginner. The four years of university study are basically just to get you started. If you want to truly study linguistics in depth, you must first take the master's degree, which is the graduate student in China.

In short, linguistics is a complex, boring, and time-consuming discipline that requires long-term painstaking efforts, and the employment prospects are very poor. If you really graduate in four years, that level is estimated to be a foreign language teacher, unless you continue to study, it is possible to work in a specialized research institute after achieving success.

These words made many students feel cold. They had never heard of these things from teachers when they came last semester. They always thought that linguistics was to learn multiple foreign languages, and then study them in depth before studying language itself.

In their view, being able to learn so many foreign languages, even if they go out, they can at least be a translator. Unexpectedly, this old professor told them that linguistics has nothing to do with learning foreign languages at all, but just studying language.

There are more than 20 people in the class, and more than half of them have the idea of changing majors at this time.

However, the conditions for changing majors at the University of Tokyo are very harsh. First, you must study for more than one semester, and then your grades must be in the top 10% of the same grade in the major, and there is no record of discipline, and you are in good health.

The first few are easy to say, but there is a condition that "there is a special need to change majors due to special reasons", and whether your reasons are special or not, whether you need to change, is entirely up to the school to consider.

Just this one, basically can press most people in the original major.

Of course, there are also many students who behave very calmly. They are students who are truly interested in linguistics. They had fully understood the information of this major before coming, and they also planned to study this major wholeheartedly in the future, so they did not feel any surprise when the old professor told the truth, but they looked at ease.

And Miss Luo Quan belongs to the third type of person. She has already achieved quite good achievements outside the school. Whether the employment prospects are good or not actually doesn't matter. As long as she can graduate steadily and get a diploma from the University of Tokyo.

After all, in this society, first look at academic qualifications, then look at the major. Whether you are linguistics or learning language, as long as you take out the graduation certificate of the University of Tokyo, there are many units that want you.

Facing the faces of students with different expressions, Professor Franster was not surprised. The students he brought were one after another, and almost every time he mentioned this, it was this expression.

Of course, there are also students who are not moved at all every time, and always study linguistics wholeheartedly.

Looking at the present, the blonde girl who buried her head in reading is a good example.

Professor Franster felt that he needed to use her to establish an image, at least not to let everyone feel that learning linguistics is really hopeless.

"What's your name?" Professor Franster asked Miss Luo Quan.

"Classmate, the professor is asking you." An Indian boy next to Miss Luo Quan tapped her desk lightly.

"Ah... me?" Miss Luo Quan looked up suddenly, looking at the professor.

"That's right, it's you." Professor Franster smiled.

"My name is Miss Luo Quan." Miss Luo Quan stood up and said.

"Rachel?" Professor Franster doubted whether he was old and his ears were not very good, otherwise how could he feel that this word sounded so strange?

Miss Luo Quan shook her head: "Not Rachel, it's Miss Luo Quan. I am a Chinese, surnamed Luo and named Quan."

"Chinese..." Professor Franster stared at Miss Luo Quan with suspicious eyes, "Could it be that your parents both joined Chinese nationality?"

Miss Luo Quan was helpless: "In fact, I am a mixed-race person. My mother is a pure Chinese, and my father is a British-Japanese mixed-race."

Professor Franster whispered to himself: "Three-country mixed-race but completely a white face, it is rare."

"So, professor, why did you call me up?" Miss Luo Quan asked curiously.

Hearing this, Professor Franster suddenly straightened his chest: "I want to ask you, why did you choose language?"

This question really asked Miss Luo Quan.

She originally liked the literature department, but when filling in the major, because she filled in a code wrong, she became a language department. Coming here is not her intention.

But it is too hurtful to say such things, so Miss Luo Quan still lied: "I just feel that this major can learn many languages, which is very interesting, so I chose it. I didn't expect it to have nothing to do with how many languages to learn."

The classmates laughed, and many of them basically chose linguistics for this reason.

"This..." Professor Franster frowned slightly, "Anyway, you came here because of linguistics, so what plans do you have for the future after graduation?"

Miss Luo Quan looked up at the ceiling and thought: "There is no plan, I have debuted as a singer now, as long as I can get the graduation certificate."

"Okay, sit down." Professor Franster sighed helplessly. Sure enough, linguistics is not a popular major. He shouldn't have had such thoughts.

A German history class was maintained in such an awkward atmosphere for an hour and a half. When class was over, both the professor and the students felt relieved.

Miss Luo Quan is also the same. Linguistics is indeed boring. She originally wanted to flip through the book to see if there was any content that could make her interested in this subject, but she was disappointed to find that there was none at all.

I am afraid that these four years of university will suffer. Learning such a boring and completely uninterested subject, it is not a simple thing to want to pass.

Fortunately, she has a system, and she can just cope with the exam every time by holding the Buddha's feet temporarily.

Very lucky, there was a Japanese spoken language class in the afternoon, but the teacher had something to do and couldn't come, so it was cancelled directly. All students were released early, and they packed their things in cheers and prepared to return to the dormitory.

And the boys who had been holding back for an afternoon finally plucked up the courage to talk to Miss Luo Quan, but found that she had already run away.

As the saying goes, a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall. Although Miss Luo Quan is no longer a gentleman now, it is impossible to wait stupidly for the "wall" to fall by herself.

As soon as class was over, she left the school like escaping with her schoolbag, saving herself from facing wave after wave of chatting and requests to make friends.

The first day of study ended like this. The teacher did not assign any homework. The two classmates who had just met gave her a task—to win the championship in the singer competition of the Komaba Campus Festival in two months.

For her, this task should be easy to come by. ===== CHAPTER 84 =====