"Even if you are right, how about it? You still can't solve the problem of publicity."

No solution?

In fact, it has been resolved.

Qin Luo's gaze swept across the faces of everyone. Unlike the hesitation before, the faces of the old professors were already full of enthusiasm at this moment.

"I think the problem has been solved. After all, not everyone is as complacent as you." Qin Luo said with a smile.

Fortunately, not everyone is like Zhang Feng. Fortunately, there are still a group of "cute" professors in the Chinese academic community.

The Chinese academic circle still retains hope for reform...

"When will Qin Luo start to lecture? My old arms and legs will follow you crazy." Wang Xuecai stepped forward and said loudly.

One stone caused a thousand waves, and his words completely ignited the crowd.

"Professor Qin, let me know when the class starts, and I will start preparing for the class immediately."

"It doesn't matter whether subsidies or not, I just want to be famous..."

Suddenly, the whole auditorium boiled, and many people turned around with enthusiasm.

"Lao Zhang, why are you going?"

"Go back to prepare lessons!"

"Old Li, where are you going again?"

"same……"

Seeing more and more people joining, Zhang Feng's face looked ashamed as he listened to the frantic words in his ear.

He knew that he had lost, and that he had lost badly.

"Why is this?" Zhang Feng's heart was full of anger.

In his script, Qin Luo did everything possible to set up a situation that should have ended rashly, but now?

Qin Luo obviously won a complete victory, and he was the loser again.

——

December 30, 2.30 pm.

The faculty meeting of Yenching University officially ended.

Of the 300 teachers at Yenching University, more than half have joined Qin Luo's plan, including 83 professors and 98 lecturers.

The remaining more than one hundred people either have little interest or stop and watch.

Neither supports nor opposes.

To this group of people, Qin Luo was not hostile, but remained kind.

He believes that when the wave of video teaching sweeps through the entire academic community, they will also become one of them.

Dean chamber……

Several old people stared at Qin Luo with scorching eyes, with wisps of essence gleaming in their eyes.

Most of them were Qin Luo's old acquaintances, Fu Zhendong, Wang Xuecai, and Song Baoguo.

"Good boy, I didn't expect you to succeed." Fu Zhendong patted Qin Luo on the shoulder heavily and laughed.

To be honest, he was also quite surprised by Qin Luo's success.

Although Qin Luo persuaded him, it was because he had the same goal as Qin Luo, which was to change the academic world.

But Qin Luo was able to persuade a large group of "old and stubborn", which really surprised Fu Zhendong.

"This is all due to Fu Yuan..." Qin Luo said with a smile.

"Your boy, don't flatter, and quickly talk about when will it start?"

Thinking of those passionate words, Fu Zhendong wanted to start recording the video immediately.

Ha ha……

This thing really doesn't mean that you can start from the beginning.

"Fu Yuan, don't worry, I'll help you ask..." Qin Luo took out his mobile phone from his pocket and was about to call Xiao Jun's number.

"Bang Dang~"

The next moment, the door of the dean's room was suddenly pushed open.

A man with glasses, about twenty-six or seventeen years old, rushed in. His face was flushed and there was some fine sweat on his forehead. He could see that he was in a hurry.