Chinese After listening to Zhang Yang's words, Huang Hua's unbelievable face was full of incredible smiles, nodded again and again, and while walking to the emergency room, he twisted his head and said to Zhang Yang: "Hall Master, don't worry, I will do my best not to disgrace Shennongtang!"

After saying this, Huang Hua rushed into the emergency room as fast as he could.

After glancing at Zhang Yang a few times, he turned sideways slightly, and asked in a low voice, "Uncle Wang, do you think he can cure Yao Lan's illness?"

Wang Gang, who was silent for a few seconds, frowned, and nodded lightly meaningfully, "His research on viruses is world-class, I think, he has this ability!"

They waited outside the emergency room for a full hour.

An hour later, the door of the emergency room opened, and Huang Hua, who had taken off his mask, had a trace of fatigue on his face, but more of an excited smile.

He didn't wait for Zhang Yang to ask, he made an OK gesture and said loudly: "Hall Master, I didn't embarrass our Shennongtang, the virus in the patient's body has been controlled, and now she only needs to rest for a few days, and she will be fine!"

Hearing the news, the big hanging stone in Chen Junlong's heart finally landed, and he breathed a sigh of relief, without any hesitation, he rushed directly into the emergency room, from now on, he will be by Yao Lan's side every minute.

Since Yao Lan was fine, Zhang Yang stayed in the hospital for a while and left.

On the way home, under the illumination of the street lamp, his face looked so terrifying.

Zhang Yang thought a lot along the way, he didn't expect Wang Lifeng to actually implant a virus in Yao Lan's body, and he secretly swore in his heart that this account must be returned with interest.

Zhang Yang, who returned home, found that Gu Qingqing was not at home, so he didn't think much about it, and went straight back to the room and lay on the bed to rest.

The next morning, when he was studying on his own, Zhang Yang was concentrating on reviewing his homework, and at this moment, Mr. Zhao, the head teacher, walked in with a smile on his face, clapped his hands, and motioned for everyone to be quiet.

The students who were originally reviewing all stopped and looked at Teacher Zhao standing on the podium with curiosity.

"Students, tomorrow the propaganda team of the admissions team of Beijing University will come to our school to give a lecture!"

"And this time, they chose to give a trial lecture in our class!" Speaking of this, Mr. Zhao's face was full of pride and pride.

As soon as these words came out, the originally quiet classroom became in an uproar, and everyone's faces showed incredible looks.

"The propaganda team of Beijing University, the class trial, actually chose our class?"

"Aren't I dreaming? Didn't I always try to teach in the Sunshine class before? Why did I run our class this time?"

Zhang Yang, who was sitting in the last row at the moment, was as excited as everyone else, after all, what he was going to take was Beijing University, and in his opinion, he could take this opportunity to get to know each other.

After a while, Mr. Zhao waved his hand with a smile on his face, signaling everyone to calm down.

At this moment, even if the classmates are talking to each other, her heart is very happy, you must know that Jingcheng University is one of the best universities in China, and its propaganda team can choose three classes for trial lectures, which is an affirmation of the three classes and also a recognition of Mr. Zhao's work.

"As before, the trial lecture is mathematics, and we need to select a student to be the representative of the answer questions!" said Mr. Zhao with a smile.

Hearing this, Huang Qiubo couldn't help but raise his head and straighten his chest, glanced at Zhang Yang with his spare eyes, his face was full of pride, and he looked ahead without squinting, waiting for Teacher Zhao to announce his name.

The reason why Huang Qiubo is so sure is because at the beginning of this semester, the director of the teaching office deliberately found him.

After all, the visit of the Beijing University propaganda team had been planned for a long time, and Huang Qiubo, who had the most outstanding mathematics score in the entire senior year of high school at that time, was naturally regarded as the object of choice.

And during that time, the director of the teaching office personally conducted special training for Huang Qiubo, both in terms of speaking style and answering skills, he taught a lot, so that Huang Qiubo learned a lot of knowledge that was not in the textbook.

Now that the Beijing University propaganda team is really here, the speaker is naturally Huang Qiubo.

"Our elected student representative is ......"

Teacher Zhao deliberately slowed down his speech and said with a mysterious face.

At this time, Huang Qiubo couldn't wait to stand up directly, wave at his classmates, and then say two words of acceptance speech.

"Zhang Yang!" Teacher Zhao said very loudly when he pronounced Zhang Yang's name.

Huang Qiubo, who was about to stand up with a smile on his face and wave at everyone, heard this, his body trembled violently, and the whole person almost sat on the ground.

He never dreamed that the representative of the speech would be Zhang Yang!

This...... How is it possible? At the beginning of the school year, the director of the teaching department personally trained himself, and it was also implied that it was so obvious, how could it be changed in the end?

Huang Qiubo, who was unwilling, his face was flushed, he stood up directly, looked at Teacher Zhao with a dissatisfied face, and asked, "Teacher Zhao, you are not mistaken, how can it be publicity?"

Although Teacher Zhao was not very satisfied with Huang Qiubo's words and deeds, she was not angry, and patiently explained: "Huang Qiubo, I can tell you very clearly that this quota is determined by the director of the teaching office, and he also said that he has indeed taught you a lot of things before, but now he finds that Zhang Yang is more suitable than you, but now he has a lot of things at hand and has no time to teach Zhang Yang, so he needs you to teach Zhang Yang." ”

After saying this, Mr. Zhao focused his eyes on Zhang Yang again, and said with a smile: "Tomorrow, the lecture team of Jingcheng University will arrive, please ask Huang Qiubo about the skills and precautions for answering questions." ”

"Okay!" Zhang Yang nodded solemnly.

It's Huang Qiubo, after hearing this, his facial expression is almost distorted, even if he doesn't let him be the representative of this speech, he actually let him teach Zhang Yang!

The more he thought about it, the more angry Huang Qiubo became, he couldn't help but clench his fists, nodded his head vigorously, sat down hard, and muttered to himself in his heart, "Isn't it just for me to teach Zhang Yang?

After the early self-study, Zhang Yang came to Huang Qiubo with a smile on his face, and said softly: "Huang Qiubo, can you tell me about the precautions for answering the questions tomorrow?"

Huang Qiubo, who was doing the question, did not raise his head, as if he hadn't heard anything, and continued to bow his head to do the question.

Seeing Huang Qiubo's state, Zhang Yang couldn't help frowning, but he didn't say anything, he stood quietly in place and waited, waiting for Huang Qiubo to finish this question.

But within a few seconds, the angry Huang Qiubo put the pen in his hand on the desk, raised his head suddenly, and said loudly with anger on his face: "Why are you standing next to me blocking my light? If there is any problem, can't you wait until after school in the afternoon to ask? Don't you know how intense your studies are during the day?"

Facing the strong Huang Qiubo, although Zhang Yang was unhappy, he still smiled very generously, and said calmly: "Okay, after school, I'll ask you again!"

After saying this, Zhang Yang turned around and returned to his seat.

The reason why he compromised was not because he had no temper, but because he thought that this was a matter of glory for the school, so he could bear it!

Zhang Yang can bear it, but Zeng Yi can't bear it.

Zeng Yi, who was beside him, rolled up his sleeves angrily and got up suddenly, "Malegobi, this kid is simply a bully, doesn't he just know something, drag a fart!"

"You sit down for me!" Zhang Yang shouted loudly.

After shouting, he couldn't help but stretched out his hand and pointed at his head, "What did I tell you before, you have to use your brain more in everything, people don't have quality, do you also have no quality?"

"The dog wants you to take a bite, do you want to bite it back?" Zhang Yang said calmly.

After listening to Zhang Yang's words, Zeng Yi lowered his head and didn't say anything anymore, and Zhang Yang looked at the book intently as if nothing had happened.

Unconsciously, the day passed like this, after school, Zhang Yang packed his schoolbag, took his notebook, and walked to Huang Qiubo's side with a smile on his face, "Can you tell me about it now?"

Huang Qiubo, who was packing his schoolbag, looked at Zhang Yang impatiently, and said in a very unfriendly tone, "I don't have time now Chinese!"