"Lost! Shenmu Fangtian admits defeat!" The crowd's eyes were round, as if petrified.

Even though the crowd had already made a conclusion in their hearts after watching Yang Fan's "Fairy Dancing Sword Diagram" and Shenmu Fangtian's "Plum", when Shenmu Fangtian personally admitted defeat, the shock in the hearts of the crowd still couldn't be calmed down for a long time.

The crowd never expected that Shenmu Fangtian defeated the three giants of Huaguo Chinese painting, which overwhelmed the entire Huaguo Chinese painting community, so that no one dared to respond to the Yanjing Chinese Painting Association.

But in the end, Shenmu Fang Tian was still defeated by Yang Fan, who looked like a high school student!

Whew!

The crowd took a deep breath, and then the shock in their hearts was forced, and their eyes looked at Yang Fan in awe.

"Thank you Master Yang for saving the face of my Chinese painting!" The crowd's faces were filled with a hint of excitement, and they bowed down to Yang Fan neatly.

On the side, Shenmu Fang Tian clenched his fists, and the green tendons on his arms burst out.

Shenmu Fang Tianyi gritted his teeth, and then said unwillingly: "Since I am defeated, then I will abide by the agreement, seal the pen from now on, and never paint again!"

Shenmu Fangtian's face was pale, like a mourning exam, for a master of Chinese painting, letting him seal the pen was tantamount to killing him.

Moreover, today's Shenmu Fangtian is still at the peak of Chinese painting.

"Let's go!" Shenmu Fang Tianyi waved lightly, gritted his teeth and left.

However, as soon as Shenmu Fang Tian took two steps under his feet, his eyes were dark, and he fainted directly.

"Master Shenmu!"

"It's over, Master Shenmu's heart attack is on, call an ambulance!"

……

Shenmu Fangtian's group of bodyguards broke out in a cold sweat, and they were in a hurry, and hurriedly sent Shenmu Fangtian to the hospital.

After Shenmu Fang Tian and the others left, the entire hall was jubilant again.

The crowd's eyes were hot, and they looked at Yang Fan excitedly, if it weren't for Yang Fan, the face of the Chinese painting world would have been lost.

"Master Yang, thank you. Lin Lao's face was pale, his breath was weak, and with the support of several middle-aged men, he walked in front of Yang Fan with difficulty.

"Get some rest when you go back. Yang Fan glanced at Lin Lao and said casually.

Lin Lao's current appearance is obviously a side effect after taking the Rejuvenation Pill.

However, fortunately, Lin Lao's foundation is not bad, if nothing else, Lin Lao will at least live for a year.

Subsequently, Yang Fan talked with Lin Lao again, and then left the headquarters of the Yanjing Chinese Painting Association with Mu Bingxue.

In the hall of the Yanjing Chinese Painting Association, Lin Lao sat in a wheelchair, looking at the backs of Yang Fan and Mu Bingxue gradually moving away, and a rare smile finally appeared on the old face.

"They are the hope of the Chinese painting community. The corners of Lin Lao's mouth squirmed and muttered to himself.

Behind Lin Lao, Da Zhuang with rimless glasses beckoned to several other middle-aged men beside him, and whispered: "Xiao Li, Zhang Youguo instigated Lin Lao to take the Rejuvenation Pill, which made Lin Lao weaker and weaker, I can't bear this breath!"

Da Zhuang's fist tightened hard, and continued: "Over the years, Zhang Youguo has served as the president of the Huaguo Chinese Painting Association, and he has not been less bribe-taking. ”

"Xiao Li, when you go back, you remember to come to me, I will hand over the information Zhang Youguo's bribery to you, and then you go and say hello to the relevant departments, so that the relevant departments will deal with it, and will not tolerate it!"

Da Zhuang's voice became colder and colder, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "There is also Wang Song, he offended Master Yang, let's deal with it together." ”

After speaking, Da Zhuang pushed Lin Lao and disappeared into the hall.

……

At the same time, after Yang Fan sent Mu Bingxue back to the dormitory, he returned to the teacher's apartment alone.

When Yang Fan went home, Nezha had already entered cultivation.

Yang Fan found that after a few days of cultivation, Nezha's injuries on his body had not changed too significantly, and they were still very serious.

"It seems that we have to find a time to refine a pill for Nezha. Yang Fan shook his head and sighed lightly, after all, the injury on Nezha's body was left by a saint, and it was very difficult to completely heal it, but Yang Fan could still do it to help Nezha relieve his injury.

Yang Fan shook his head, didn't think about it anymore, sat on the sofa, and directly picked up the class schedule on the table and looked at it.

"There's a class next Wednesday morning. Yang Fan glanced at the class schedule and found that next Wednesday morning, there was a course in information science and technology, and the name of this course was biological science.

Yang Fan put down the class schedule and didn't bother to think about it.

In the next few days, Yang Fan went to class as usual, and Yang Fan's students were still only Xu Wanqing, Tang Xiang, and Deng Kang.

The rest of the students gathered outside the classroom, trying to steal a little bit.

Even, some medical professors in the school, as well as some famous doctors in the surrounding area, all came to listen to Yang Fan's courses, but Yang Fan turned them away.

Jingle bells!

As the bell rang for the end of class, Yang Fan walked out of the classroom with a calm expression.

As soon as the door of the classroom opened, a crowd of people appeared in front of Yang Fan's eyes.

The crowd looked at Yang Fan and smiled awkwardly, and then they all made a way.

Yang Fan walked through the crowd, but the muttering of the crowd kept coming from his ears: "What's the matter? Why can't I hear anything after standing in class?"

"Is the soundproofing in this classroom so good? Why can't I hear anything?!"

"Teacher Yang, can you be louder next time? ”

……

The crowd gathered around, gossiping and talking.

However, Yang Fan carried his hands behind his back and did not look back, and disappeared in front of the crowd.

Yang Fan's medicine will only be taught to those who believe in him, since these people don't believe in Yang Fan, it is naturally impossible for Yang Fan to teach them medicine, let alone let them learn it secretly.

Therefore, every time Yang Fan lectured, he would use a small soundproof spell, even if there was an explosion in the classroom, it would be impossible for the crowd to hear it.

"Yang Fan!" Yang Fan had just walked out of the teaching building when a cry came out of his ear.

Yang Fan was slightly stunned, turned around, and found that Mu Bingxue, who had long hair and was wearing a floral dress, walked up to him with a smile while holding his textbook.

"Yang Fan, let me invite you to dinner. Mu Bingxue hugged the textbook, his eyes smiled like a crescent moon, and said, "But ...... It's a cafeteria. ”

Yang Fan nodded and said, "Okay." ”

After Yang Fan finished class, it was already noon, and it was time for lunch, since Mu Bingxue invited Yang Fan to go to the cafeteria together, Yang Fan naturally would not refuse.

"Let's go. Mu Bingxue smiled, hugged the textbook, took Yang Fan, and walked straight towards the cafeteria.

……

There are five canteens in Mizuki University, and Mu Bingxue chose the nearest canteen.