College life is always enviable. It is colorful, with more leisure time, and no one cares about falling in love. Compared with high school, Zhang Moqian was extremely envious of college life. Why? There are many students in college, and more students means more girls, and more girls means more beauties. Unfortunately, before the second year of high school, he was forced into the new generation by his father Zhang Yiqun and lived an inhuman life.

Of course, everything that the new generation has experienced is also a precious asset for his life. However, he regrets that he has not experienced university life. So when Teacher Jiang chose to let him be an assistant teacher, he thought about it and agreed. First, he really needs an identity to cover up his ears, and second, he really longs for university life.

Although Zhang Moqian reads a lot of books, he has not been guided by professional teachers, so he still has a very shallow understanding in many aspects. Therefore, whenever he is free, he will attend various departments, especially when he meets a national treasure-level old professor, even if he doesn't eat, he will attend and study. This is probably a habit of being forced by his father since childhood.

Every time I listened, Zhang Moqian sat at the forefront in both the big and small classes, and instead became familiar with the old professors.

After a class break after the macroeconomics, Zhang Moqian picked up an internal reference material from Mr. Han Xuemin and read it. The economist he respected the most was Mr. Han Xuemin. This old man was considered a real economist in China. Although he has been touched by some 50 cents, Zhang Moqian's respect for him has not weakened, especially the remarks he said about "reform and market economy" during this period are very insightful and point to the point of the problem. It roughly means that the government's intervention in the market has restricted the role of the market in resource allocation and sometimes shows signs of deterioration. When the 14th National Congress of the Communist Party of China determined the market economy, it defined the market economy. The so-called market economy is an economy where the market plays a fundamental role in resource allocation. The essence of resource allocation is the price formed by free competition in the market. It can guide the free flow of resources. This free flow is guided by prices, so it can realize the effectiveness of resource allocation.

Regarding reform, Han Xuemin believed that reform has entered a deep water period and involves the power and interests of government officials. Reform must have resistance and difficulty. On the other hand, it is because the reform was very successful in the last century and life was very good. On the one hand, officials should like their power very much, and on the other hand, they lack pressure and motivation in this area, so the reform slowed down.

In twenty minutes, Zhang Moqian hurriedly read this internal reference. He made it from private equity. Finally, he wrote a few sentences on this internal reference he printed: "The breakthrough point of economic reform is political reform. If political reform is successful, economic reform will be successful. But who is willing to rush to touch the interests of the powerful class?"

After writing this passage, Zhang Moqian closed his eyes slightly.

"Zhang Moqian, what's wrong with you?" Just as Zhang Moqian closed his eyes and was struggling, Feng Qing, a girl in the class sitting next to him, shouted softly.

Zhang Moqian opened his eyes, smiled and said, "It's nothing, it's just a little tired."

Feng Qing is like a typical college girl, with no makeup and ponytails. Zhang Moqian, who is used to seeing heavy makeup in this society, likes to talk to the girl in his class because such girls will not have any ideological pressure, and can make him clear.

This kind of girl may be soaked in this society and this big dye vat in the future, but at least at this moment, she still maintains her simple style.

"Why have you studied so hard recently? Studying is important, but don't get tired of your body." Feng Qing asked with concern. Since there are few people in the psychology department, Zhang Moqian just stayed in the psychology department except for having a task, and other times he spent time in the library or came to the stairs classroom to take classes. The most important thing is that Zhang Moqian is not old, so Feng Qing has always mistakenly thought that Zhang Moqian was a student of Fudan.

"Hey, where is our old professor?" Zhang Moqian smiled, looked at the time and around, and found that it had been several minutes since class. The teacher who taught macroeconomics was a relatively old man. He had to call each class, and he ordered it once before class and once after class, without any loss.

"The old professor has something to do temporarily and has asked for leave. This class is self-study." Feng Qing said with a smile.

The old professor didn't come to class, so it was meaningless for Zhang Moqian to stay in the classroom. Last night, the crazy woman forced her to bite her. The two of them made a fuss until midnight, and they didn't do the last step. So Zhang Moqian got up late this morning and had to catch the bus again, so he didn't have breakfast. Now he couldn't help feeling a little hungry, so he packed up his things and prepared to leave.

Feng Qing saw Zhang Moqian leaving and asked, "Why, are you leaving?"

Recently, she has been sitting with Zhang Moqian in class every day. Because with the contact with the stairs classroom these days, the relationship between the two is pretty good. She jokes and gossips without any scruples. Moreover, Zhang Moqian is humorous, knowledgeable and knowledgeable, so Feng Qing likes to chat with him very much.

Zhang Moqian patted his stomach and shrugged and said, "I'm hungry, go for dinner. Do you want to go with me?"

Feng Qing smiled and said, "I am a good student, but if you invite me, I can consider it."

Zhang Moqian got up and said, "Haha, although I don't have much cash on my body, I can still invite a meal of potato shredded rice."

After receiving a satisfactory reply, Feng Qing quickly packed up his things and fled the classroom with Zhang Moqian. He ate a simple meal. After eating, Feng Qing left first after he had something to do.

Zhang Moqian came to the playground alone, and looked at the boys on the football field with some boredom and fought with chicken blood. After watching for a while, he lay on the lawn and basked in the sun, enjoying the long-lost leisure. Today, the sun is shining.

As it was almost time for self-study class, Zhang Moqian got up and patted the grass on his body, and rushed to the classroom of the Department of Psychology. The freshman in the first year had finished military training and started classes. After so long military training, the freshmen became relatively familiar with the new students, Zhang Moqian presided over the election for the class committee again. Perhaps it was because Zhang Moqian was too fierce in that day. Wang Hao abstained the power, and several rich second-generation Tong Yunxu, Wu Junbo and Li Chao also abstained from the power, and they did not have the intention of competing for the class committee. How dare they? If this assistant teacher who even the He family dared to behave with a rude shoes, who should I ask for?

When Zhang Moqian walked to the classroom, all the students in the class sat in their seats. In self-study classes and independent learning, Zhang Moqian moved a chair and sat on the podium, looking at the "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio" borrowed from the library. This book is a classical classic that Zhang Moqian loved, and many of the short stories in it are worthy of fun.

As an assistant teacher, Zhang Moqian's requirements for his students are very simple. I can't control other teachers' classes. In my self-study class, you have to sleep and play with your mobile phone, as long as it doesn't affect other people's learning. At the beginning, many rich students looked down on him, a little slutty assistant teacher, and wanted to cause trouble for him. However, Zhang Moqian always likes to speak with his fists and deliberately fight me against me. Okay, then it depends on who's fists are hard! In this era, teachers basically dare not hit students, let alone teaching assistants. But Zhang Moqian is not afraid. If a crazy woman wipes his butt, what are he afraid of?

In less than a week, all the students were obedient to him.

After reading the story of "The Fairy in the Pot", Zhang Moqian raised his head and swept the classroom with his eyes, and a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth. He put down the book, got up and walked towards the last position. When he reached the last row of window position, he picked up Wang Hao's hair who was sitting by the window position.

Wang Hao screamed in pain when his hair was caught.

"I'm very brave, I dare to speak in self-study class." Zhang Moqian said with a serious face.

Wang Hao felt very wronged.

Have I spoken? I'm obviously playing with my phone? In recent days, Wang Hao has discovered that Zhang Moqian has been in trouble with him. He knew that the other party had definitely done it on purpose.

Because Wang Hao "speaks", Zhang Moqian grabbed his hair and took him out of the classroom.

"Stand here until the end of get out of class." Zhang Moqian looked stern, looking like he was doing business.

"Zhang Moqian, I didn't speak." Wang Hao roared: "I admit that at the beginning I wanted to help Qianjiang deal with you, but since that incident in the colorful era, I have never caused trouble for you? But why did you mess with me again and again?"

"I just want to mess with you, how about it?" Zhang Moqian said arrogantly.

"I want to change majors." Wang Hao could no longer bear it.

"I will also mess with you if you change majors. First, you can't beat me. Second, your background does not pose any threat to me. So, just accept your fate. If you insist on changing majors, I have to see you hit you once." Zhang Moqian hugged his hands and looked serious. Looking from the classroom, the students thought that Zhang Moqian was explaining the big truth to Wang Hao!

"What do you want?" Wang Hao was almost driven crazy.

"Um..." Zhang Moqian thought about it and felt that the time had come. If he forced Wang Hao directly to another province to study in college, it would not work. So he walked forward gently, lowered his voice and said a few words.

"What?" Wang Hao looked shocked. "How do you know about this?"

"Don't worry about how I know." Zhang Moqian snorted coldly: "As I said, I won't cause trouble for you from now on, and I won't reveal your secret."

"Actually, I really want to see the expression after your father knew about that..." Zhang Moqian said with a smile.
Chapter completed!