Chapter Twenty-Five: Please Call Me An Yichen!

Lin Wannong felt that he had the intention of catching ducks on the shelves at the moment, but he was at ease when he came, and Dean Liu trusted himself so much that he had to reluctantly make it difficult.

Liu Ruyan led Lin Wannong to the office of Director Zheng Guangming of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine, Director Zheng is in his early fifties this year, white and clean, responsible for the daily work of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine, Lin Wannong still has an impression of him, and once listened to him lecture once, but Director Zheng is not an ideal tutor candidate, not because of his low knowledge, but Director Zheng is not good at instilling his knowledge into students, and belongs to the type of tutor with communication problems.

"Director Zheng, this is Lin Wannong, do you still have an impression? The first student in the department to get full marks in all subjects is not from our College of Traditional Chinese Medicine. Liu Ruyan said with a smile.

Director Zheng still had an impression of Lin Wannong, coupled with Cao Fang's nonsense just now, he also guessed the original intention of Dean Liu to invite Lin Wannong to the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

"Dean Liu, since it is the candidate you recommended, my old Zheng agrees with both hands." Zheng Guangming obviously obeyed Liu Ruyan's words. Lin Wannong read something from Zheng Guangming's eyes looking at Liu Ruyan.

Lin Wannong declined Director Zheng's kindness to send the class in person, and he wanted to visit the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine to regain his feeling of being a student.

Holding the textbook he had just received, Lin Wannong tidied up his clothes, became a teacher, and paid attention to his image in general.

However, in recent decades, the development of the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine has been struggling due to the rapid development of various fashionable and emerging majors such as mechanical automation, e-commerce, and external Chinese.

In the 202 large classrooms of the teaching building that can accommodate more than 100 people, dozens of students are sparsely seated, and the students are talking in groups, all laughing and talking.

Lin Wannong has only been away from Lingnan University for a few months, and he still has a bit of bookishness on his body, so his arrival did not cause a sensation, and everyone just regarded him as a student.

Lin Wannong sat down in the front row of the classroom, and a girl next to her attracted Lin Wannong's attention.

She is wearing a goose yellow top, melon seed face, red phoenix eyes, long eyelashes, long hair like satin draped over her shoulders at will, fair skin, slightly thin in her slender figure, from the perspective of temperament, faintly has the feeling of Lin Daiyu.

"This girl is good, she has a fight with Chu Yunxuan." Lin Wannong secretly admired.

"Hey, classmate, do you like Chinese medicine?" Lin Wannong took the initiative to greet the girl.

The girl didn't seem to expect that Lin Wannong would take the initiative to greet her, and her face turned crimson.

"Of course I like it, otherwise how would I choose to major in Chinese medicine." The girl is obviously quite proud of her choice.

Lin Wannong was determined that students didn't like Chinese medicine, and he naturally had a way to make them like it, but if they all liked it, it would undoubtedly save him a lot of effort.

"Classmate, thank you for your love for Chinese medicine, I won't let you down." Lin Wannong said with a smile.

The girl stared at Lin Wannong in surprise, and said in her heart I like Chinese medicine, which is my own business, what does it have to do with you? Do I need you to thank me? What a weirdo!

At this time, a tall boy with oily hair and pink face and acne on his face pushed Lin Wannong unceremoniously: "Dude, let me go, this son is mine." ”

Lin Wannong frowned, and was very dissatisfied with the rudeness of the acne man, but today his identity is a lecturer, so he naturally doesn't care about him, he stood up lazily for a long time, and smiled malicefully: "Please sit, you have to be careful in this seat, stabbing people!" ”

The acne man didn't care about Lin Wannong at all, sat on Lin Wannong's seat, sat next to the girl with a smile, staring at the girl's slender body with a lewd face.

"Yichen, I'll invite you to dinner after school." The acne man pleaded with his eyebrows down, like a pug wagging his tail and begging in front of his master.

"Classmate Jia Pengfei, please call me An Yichen! Please stay away from me and don't disturb my lessons. An Yichen was very impatient, obviously not having a good impression of this acne man named Jia Pengfei.

Jia Pengfei's face was extremely ugly, but he tried his best to squeeze out a smile, and said with a smile: "An Yichen, I promise not to disturb you." ”

An Yichen ignored him, simply took his books and left his seat and walked to the back row.

Jia Pengfei had nowhere to vent his anger, and kicked off the stool on the side.

"Classmate Jia Pengfei, the stool is innocent, please take care of public property." Lin Wannong persuaded.

"Paralyzed, what are you? Dare to teach Lao Tzu! ”

Jia Pengfei was furious, although he had only been enrolled for a few months, Jia Pengfei was a god-like existence in Lingnan University! Doesn't this guy know his background? How dare you talk to yourself like this? At this time, Jia Pengfei was like a raging flood that had finally found an exit, and he could no longer control it.

"Jia Pengfei, you kid will pay the price for today's actions." Lin Wannong glanced at Jia Pengfei with disdain and said coldly.

"That is, what quality? Also a college student! Hit him! I don't know who yelled, Jia Pengfei was so angry that his face was flushed: "Who is it?" Have the ability to stand up! ”

"Leper dog, that's what I said, what's the matter?" A baritone, Jia Pengfei searched in the crowd, but did not find the owner of the voice.

"Damn, you have the ability to stand up for Lao Tzu." Jia Pengfei was almost mad, not only was he rejected by the goddess, but also provoked by several men, and it was the first time since he came to Lingnan University.

"Jingle bells."

When the class bell rang, Lin Wannong strode onto the podium, her eyes like a torch.

"Students, please be quiet, my name is Lin Wannong, and I am also an alumnus of everyone, from today onwards, I will teach the course "Diagnostics of Traditional Chinese Medicine", and the class will start below!"

The students in the audience were dumbfounded! Especially Jia Pengfei.

"Oh my God, Mr. Lin is so handsome."

"He's a teacher? It's too young, it's impossible. ”

"That's right, he is the teacher, I just saw Dean Liu and Director Zheng with him."

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"Damn, what kind of green onion are you, get down for Young Master Ben." You don't need to look at it to know that it is the voice of acne man Jia Pengfei.

"Classmate Jia Pengfei, don't you feel that there is anything abnormal in your body?" Lin Wannong smiled. At the moment when Jia Pengfei's buttocks approached the stool just now, Lin Wannong pinched a silver needle and pricked his sciatic nerve, which would also be a seizure.

"Oh, my mother, what's going on? It hurts. Lin Wannong didn't say that it was okay, but as soon as he reminded him, Jia Pengfei covered his ass and shouted.

"I said that there was a rose next to that seat just now, which would sting people, but if you don't listen, it's a bit troublesome."

There was an uproar in the audience.

An Yichen looked at Lin Wannong in surprise, Teacher Lin actually said that he was a rose! Although the analogy is appropriate, Jia Pengfei's butt pain really has nothing to do with him!

"You must have done it!" Jia Pengfei clenched his fists, and looked at Lin Wannong with eyes as if they were shot put.

"Even if you know each other, but your butt pain is still secondary, the main disease is still on the face, look at the acne on your face, endocrine disorders are a major disease!" Lin Wannong scared him and said.

There was another burst of laughter in the classroom, acne is almost Jia Shao's business card, and it is also his most distinctive symbol.

"This Teacher Lin is really bold, and he dares to fight against the notorious evil young man of Lingnan University."

"The surname Jia deserves it, it's disgusting to look at him, and the toad wants to eat swan meat."

"Teacher Lin will suffer, there are people in Jia Shao's underworld."

Lin Wannong listened to these discussions very well, and the artist was bold, just by virtue of a prodigal, he should not pose a threat to him.

"You know a fart, this is a sign of young master's adolescence." Jia Pengfei replied with a smile.

"Let's start class, Jia Pengfei can go out if he doesn't want to learn." Lin Wannong pointed to the door and ordered the eviction.

"Teacher Lin, Jia Pengfei is not from our College of Traditional Chinese Medicine." A boy stood up and replied.