The time had already reached seven o'clock. Yu Dong looked at the almost full classroom, nodded, and then distributed several information registration forms.
Then Yu Dong said: "Students who are sure to register for this course should write the information on the form. If you are not sure that you will be able to attend every class in the future, please do not write it to avoid being absent and causing trouble. Before writing, you should also ask
Do you really have an interest in this course? If not, I don’t recommend taking it, it will really be a waste of your time.”
Yu Dong did not advise those students who were joining in the fun to leave now, because he also took their face into consideration. By filling out the form in this way, he could silently decide whether to leave or stay, which was much gentler and could also prevent some students from forcing themselves to stay for the sake of face.
After about twenty minutes, the form was filled out and sent up.
Yu Dong roughly counted, the four tables added up to more than 80 people, and there were probably more than 120 people sitting in this classroom at this time. Excluding Liu Changmin and the others, that means there were more than 30 students.
Finally decided not to sign up.
This was expected by Yu Dong. After all, many of the more than a hundred people must have come to join in the fun.
Yu Dong glanced at the information registration form a few more times, wanting to see which major had the most registrations for this class, and then suddenly saw a familiar name.
He raised his head and glanced in the direction of Cheng Yanqiu and shook his head. This teacher Cheng was really fooling around. She actually filled out the information form as well.
Noticing Yu Dong's gaze, Cheng Yanqiu returned a look that said, "What are you looking at me for?"
Yu Dong wanted to reply with "How are you?", but finally gave up, coughed slightly, picked up the chalk, and started writing on the blackboard.
"Drama in the Composition of Literary Works."
After finishing writing, Yu Dong threw the chalk on the table and said: "Actually, there is another literary aspect in drama, but these ten classes will not involve the latter for the time being. Before giving the formal lecture, I would like to ask everyone one question.
Question: How do you feel about drama?”
Yu Dong raised a question, and the students below started discussing in a low voice. After a while, Wang Kuo raised his hand and said: "Teacher Yu, I think drama is conflict and contradiction."
"Well, great, do you have any other comments?"
Fu Qinghuan raised her hands and said, "I think drama is a sudden change in the relationship between characters, and it is also a type of story that is divorced from our ordinary lives. Just like when I raise my hand to answer a question in class, there is no drama, because students answering the teacher's questions are life.
It’s normal, but if I confess my love to you, Teacher Yu, there will definitely be drama.”
"Roar!"
"awesome."
As soon as Fu Qinghuan's words came out, the other students' emotions suddenly became high, and they started to make noises.
He Yu poked Feng Ming and whispered: "Are these students so bold recently, openly molesting the teacher?"
Feng Ming nodded and said, "Yes, I'm so envious."
"..."
Liu Changmin on the other side looked at Feng Ming with a strange look. The meaning of that look was obviously: There is something wrong with you.
Yu Dong on the stage also didn't expect Fu Qinghuan to be so courageous.
It is true that the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead.
In the past few years, women's poetry has emerged in China. In these literary works, women's consciousness has gradually awakened. As young literary and artistic women read this kind of literary works, their thoughts have become more liberated and bolder.
Yu Dong was not too annoyed. He smiled and knocked on the table to signal everyone to calm down.
After no one spoke, Yu Dong spoke again: "These two students' understanding of drama is not wrong, but it is not comprehensive enough. In fact, drama is everywhere in our lives. Everyone here,
Regardless of whether they understand drama theory or not, they all know the concept of 'drama'. Just like just now, after hearing this female classmate's speech, someone must have shouted in their hearts that there is a good show to watch."
"Or if some people find it uncomfortable, they will say, 'You are really good at acting.' When we do something, we will also use the words "acting" or "not acting" to express our opinions. These 'acts' are not
It refers to the dramatic art itself, but to a quality possessed by dramatic art: dramatic or dramatic events and behaviors.”
"So in this lesson, we will use these popular expressions to talk about some of the characteristics that make a play a play."
Yu Dong knew that Jin Yi students were not professional in literature, so the lesson plans prepared for them were carefully selected and tried to explain things in simple and profound terms, for fear of confusing them.
In order for them to understand clearly, Yu Dong deliberately started with popular expressions in life.
There was also Fu Qing's hilarious scene just now. Although it was suspected of teasing the teacher, it was indeed helpful for the students to understand drama.
So Yu Dong did not scold Fu Qinghuan, but continued the lecture.
After talking about popular expressions for a period of time, Yu Dong talked to the students about the rule of thirds and the rule of ten points. When he told the students about the classification methods of these two majors, Yu Dong did not want the students to memorize them by rote.
It just wants to introduce a concept, that is, if you want to grasp the characteristics of drama, you must start from understanding the key concept of drama.
This also leads to Yu Dong’s purpose of opening this open class.
Before understanding drama, understanding drama first will be of great help to the systematic study of drama in the future.
The two classes were not very long. Including the time spent filling out the forms, the remaining time was quickly spent in Yu Dong’s lectures.
None of the students or teachers here have ever been exposed to this kind of professional literary theory class before, and it sounds very fresh.
Moreover, teaching drama itself is more interesting than other literature courses. Although the theory involved is equally boring, it is particularly suitable for giving examples and making metaphors.
Sometimes when Yu Dong says something, the following can also respond. This is because although drama is beyond people's daily life, it is also very close to people's daily life.
"Okay, get out of class is over." Yu Dong looked at the time, and as soon as the time came, he called get out of class over, regardless of whether the rest of the lecture was finished.
After finishing speaking, he was about to wipe the blackboard with an eraser when Qu Aiguo, who was sitting in the front row, ran up, grabbed the blackboard eraser from Yu Dong's hand, and said with a flattering smile on his face: "Brother Dong, let me help you."
Yu Dong glanced at Qu Aiguo and let him do what he wanted.
The students slowly left. When the group of women who had gathered together walked past the podium, someone asked Yu Dong with a smile: "Teacher Yu, if we usually don't understand something, can we go to you and ask."
"It's mainly because Fu Qinghuan has many problems." Someone else shouted.
Chapter completed!