Upon hearing this,
Cripple Hu imdiately stood up from the ground. He knew that becoming an apprentice couldn't be rushed, and said to Miao Bohou and Chen Jishun, "Old Miao, Young Chen, for the sake of our longstanding friendship, I've decided that even after this national dical competition is over, I'll still co to give lectures at your university often. I plan to settle down in Tianhai for the ti being."
Miao Bohou and Chen Jishun were speechless. What old friendship? Did he really think they were brain-damaged, having grown up eating shit? This old bastard Cripple Hu was clearly here because of Shen Feng.
After all, Shen Feng's sister would study here in the future, and it wasn't impossible to improve relations with Tang Kexin and eventually have Shen Feng recognize him as a disciple.
To be honest, Miao Bohou himself wanted to beco a disciple, but he didn't have the thick skin that Cripple Hu had. He now felt fortunate that he had asked Tang Kexin to co study here yesterday; otherwise, he wouldn't have had the chance to witness Shen Feng's dical skills.
Miao Bohou didn't bother with Cripple Hu anymore and looked at Shen Feng with great respect, "Senior, would you be interested in participating in this national dical competition? I can arrange it for you right now."
Since Shen Feng's dical skills far surpassed Miao Bohou's, calling him "senior" didn't feel awkward at all.
Chen Jishun also imdiately said, "That's right, senior, you must participate in this national selection! With your dical skills, you can definitely bring about a resurgence of traditional Chinese dicine (TCM)."
If Shen Feng shined in the selection, it would definitely make everyone reassess TCM. Many dia outlets would cover the event, thought Chen Jishun, unable to contain his excitent. As the head of the university, he sotis felt stifled, especially in front of the president of Tianhai dical University.
Cripple Hu glared at Miao Bohou and Chen Jishun and said, "Do you two really need to worry about master's place in the competition? I'll take care of it for him. I want to see how those Western dicine people can act so arrogant in front of us now. It's finally ti to hold our heads high."
Miao Bohou replied annoyedly, "Old Hu, you keep calling him master, master, but has the senior agreed to take you as a disciple? Don't get ahead of yourself here."
Shen Feng, watching Cripple Hu and the others argue, said, "There's no need for the trouble, I've already joined the national dical competition."
Upon hearing these words,
Cripple Hu and the others said no more. They eagerly anticipated the start of the national dical competition, ready to prove the Western dicine practitioners wrong and leave them dumbfounded.
Xu Han, the playful girl sitting in the second row of the classroom, watched the unfolding scenes with her mouth slightly agape.
She had originally thought Shen Feng was all show and no substance, but who knew the outco would be like this? As a student of TCM, she understood it well. To be so young and able to control needles with qi was unprecedented, not to ntion performing such unimaginable needle techniques—it was absolutely show-stopping!
What Du Zheng had just said was complete nonsense, and who was the idiot that posted on the Tianhai dical University forum?
Shen Feng was not only handso but also incredibly aweso. Did that Qin Xuewei have her eyes in her armpits or what?
The forum post depicted Shen Feng terribly, but the three Golden Dragons that wrapped around Cripple Hu's knees were astonishingly vivid—it was no magic show! Who else in this world could demonstrate such dical skill?
Xu Han beca indignantly emotional, perhaps swayed by Shen Feng's dical abilities. Such an outstanding dical prodigy, yet he was being defad ti and again.
Xu Han glared fiercely at Du Zheng, hating him by association.
Du Zheng was completely dumbfounded. This was unscientific! How could it be? He saw another post about Shen Feng on the Tianhai dical University forum and couldn't help murmuring, "Another post about this guy has popped up."
Xu Han imdiately grabbed Du Zheng's phone. In the post, there was a video.
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After opening the video, it was the footage of Shen Feng leaving the Tianhai dical University gymnasium yesterday.
"Let the world slander , deceive , insult , laugh at , belittle , despise , be evil towards , lie to – so what?"
"I shall rise to the peak, overlooking all the mountains beneath!"
"The weak shall not forever be weak, and the strong shall not forever be strong!"
Xu Han watched the video with Shen Feng's nonchalant voice and observed him walking calmly and leisurely out of the gym.
She had an indescribable feeling. In that mont, she thought there was an elegance to Shen Feng in the video, which she too felt inspired by.
The title of the post only had three words: "Too handso." It must have been secretly fild by a girl in the gym that day.
Within this post, people were continuously comnting.
"Our Tianhai dical University's forr laughingstock? How can he be so charming? My heart has been conquered."
"Senior Shen, I like you!"
"Senior Shen, I want to have your monkeys!"
"A bunch of brainless fangirls. Shen Feng is the disgrace of our school!"
"Where did these oddball creeps co from? Are you just jealous of Senior Shen? Being ugly is one thing, but being ugly and talking nonsense here is your fault."
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From ti to ti, so discordant voices would pop up in the post, but they were quickly drowned out by the saliva of the majority of female compatriots.
Du Zheng was so engrossed in what he was seeing, he didn't blink an eye.
The calm gaze in Xiao Yiqiu's beautiful eyes also focused on the cellphone in Xu Han's hands. After just witnessing Shen Feng's formidable dical skills, her eyes sparkled with admiration.
She was like a serene lake, usually undisturbed, but now it seed as if a stone had been thrown in, causing ripples to spread across the tranquil surface of the water.
After watching the video, Xu Han had definitely beco a die-hard fan of Shen Feng, especially after witnessing his incredibly aweso dical skills, "Those words were well said. It's obvious now that he was wronged back then. Do you people find it fun mocking him again and again? Are you even qualified to mock him? You're not even comparable to a single hair on his body."
Xu Han's beautiful eyes glared at Du Zheng.
This made Du Zheng feel even more choked up, and he really wanted to say, why is it always who gets hurt!
Xiao Yiqiu stood up from her chair, her beautiful eyes turned towards Shen Feng, and she spoke in a very calm voice, "Please be our teacher!"
Shen Feng's gaze focused on Xiao Yiqiu. Although this girl seed very composed, he could sense her slight expectation and nervousness.
After Xiao Yiqiu spoke, Xu Han hurriedly said, "Teacher Shen, we need you, I want to have your monkeys."
As soon as she said this.
The classroom fell silent for a mont. Xu Han had spoken too quickly after reading the comnts in the post and accidentally misspoke. She quickly corrected herself, "I want to learn traditional Chinese dicine from you."
The rest of the students in the classroom were all convinced by Shen Feng's dical skills. They couldn't care less about laughing at Xu Han's slip of the tongue and began to speak up.
"Teacher Shen, we need you, we all need you."
"Teacher Shen, please stay and teach us traditional Chinese dicine."
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