In the dormitory for third-year female students, as soon as ng Yunyun returned from the laboratory, her roommate stopped her.
"Yunyun, your photo is on the campus forum again."
The newcor had no reaction and went straight to placing a stack of research materials she held onto the desk.
"Isn't it uploaded every other day? What's so surprising about that."
As an academic ace in the traditional Chinese dicine departnt and one of Professor Lin's disciples, photos of ng Yunyun walking around campus were frequently taken and uploaded by students. She had grown accustod to this kind of live broadcast of her academic activities.
Today, Professor Lin had assigned a research topic, and while she was still in a fog about it, she planned to stop by the library to look through so material before starting to write.
The roommate directly opened the campus forum and turned the computer around for her to see.
"No, this ti soone is comparing you with a freshman, saying she's more beautiful than you. It's so infuriating!"
ng Yunyun's fingers, which were pinching the docunts, paused slightly, and she raised her eyes to the computer screen. Tang Shu's campus photo instantly ca into view.
At the sa ti, she also saw several screenshots from a TV drama.
ng Yunyun, who was initially sowhat concerned, let her gaze fall and continued to organize the material in her hands.
"She's an actress, it's probably just for hype, creating a persona at the school."
An actress and a dical researcher simply couldn't be ntioned in the sa breath.
She didn't have that much spare ti to care about a star's trivial actions.
"I'm heading to the library. Carry on as you please."
After ng Yunyun's figure disappeared at the dormitory door, the roommate couldn't help but frown.
"So an actress can just trample over others to establish a persona? That junior is far too arrogant. The dical University is not a place where any Tom, Dick, or Harry can co and exploit. Strength is the real king here."
Indignant, she decided to give "Love Tornado" a watch.
The so-called 'know thyself, know thy enemy, and you will never be defeated', right?
***
Five days were enough for Tang Shu to learn almost everything about her freshman year courses.
Aside from so subjects that were sowhat basic, there were still several that held value compared to what the Tang Sect intended to teach.
Beyond attending classes according to the curriculum, the dicinal Garden had certainly beco Tang Shu's favorite place.
The only difference was Master Yu had beco Professor Yu.
Moreover, there seed to be a trend from "Professor Yu" to "teacher."
"Let's call it a day here; it's getting late, go back and rest."
The white-coated Master Yu...
Oh no, Professor Yu took off his thick eyeglasses from the bridge of his nose and waved his hand, intending to shoo Tang Shu out of the laboratory.
This student was sothing special, to engage in research with such composure, even more steadily than this old man. Truly an eye-opener for him.
If he didn't send people away, he reckoned this student could make the laboratory lights burn all night long.
A word from the wise.
Tang Shu's movent of holding a glass slide paused, but her gaze never left the high-powered microscope.
"Tomorrow is the weekend. You go first, I'll stay and look a bit longer."
Under the microscope, the cells of the Snow Soul Grass appeared in different states. This ticulous research had almost plunged Tang Shu into a frenzy.
She had never imagined that one could understand the dicinal properties of herbs to such a profound degree in this world.
It was simply... entrancing!
Professor Yu habitually pinched his forehead and let out an amused laugh. "I've never seen a freshman who loves staying in the laboratory this much. Are you sure you won't consider joining my team?"
He had countless requests from inside and outside the school asking him to take them on as disciples, all of which he turned down for various reasons. He had not expected that when he finally took a fancy to a good prospect and felt inclined to take on a disciple, the prospect was not interested in him.
Quite unexpected.
Tang Shu shook her head, her hands still moving, as the cells under the microscope divided once again.
"Thank you, Professor Yu, for thinking so highly of , but I'm still young and not in a hurry."
Rules at Tang Sect have always been strict, and she who was trained in the Tang Sect had always kept that in mind. Even now when she had assud a different identity, Tang Shu didn't want to take another person as her ntor without the permission of her elders.
Professor Yu's face fell with disappointnt as he took off his white lab coat.
"Alright then, I'll ask you again when you're not so young."
Tang Shu: "..."
So, was the focus of your attention on my saying "still young"?
She really wasn't good at understanding modern people's way of thinking.
The laboratories at dical University occupied a large area, although they were not as vast as the dicinal Garden, but still quite extensive.
As a leading expert on traditional Chinese dicine in the country, the laboratories under Professor Yu's jurisdiction took up half of the total area.
This elder did not abandon Western dical research simply because his dical skills were inherited from our ancestors; instead, he chose to keep the essence while discarding the dross, combining the two to allow traditional Chinese dicine to play a greater value.
This was sothing admired by dical practitioners everywhere.
"Please take care on your way out."
"Got it, co over for a al at the residential compound behind here when you're free. My partner hasn't t you yet and is quite curious."
"Alright."
Tang Shu watched Professor Yu leave until at 9 o'clock in the evening she finally put down her research findings. Her right hand, holding a signing pen, swiftly penned a few lines. She tidied up her things, ready to leave.
Her slender and graceful fingers touched the switch on the electronic door, she passed through the security check with her access card, and Tang Shu's figure disappeared from the laboratory.
When ng Yunyun ca out of the adjacent laboratory, she saw only a slim retreating silhouette.
"Junior ng, why aren't you leaving?"
"Senior Du, has Professor Yu recently been working on a project with the research group?"
The man who followed out a step later pushed up his glasses, looking sowhat puzzled.
"I don't think so; I haven't heard anything from the teacher. What's up?"
"I just... seed to see a student coming out of Professor Yu's laboratory, probably from the research group."
ng Yunyun was sure that the disappearing figure was definitely not Professor Yu.
With a smile, Du An reassured, "Don't worry, if Professor Yu were really starting a new research topic, he would probably discuss it with the teachers first. You know that Professor Yu's students are all working at the national research institutes, so tasks like helping out have fallen to us."
Although they talked about helping out, having the opportunity to participate in Professor Yu's research projects was incredibly beneficial, a chance that every student in the laboratory dread of.
"Right, Senior Du makes sense."
The two walked side by side toward the exit, and ng Yunyun didn't bring up the matter again.
***
Returning from the laboratory, Tang Shu habitually picked up the Big Horse Monkey she got for 9.99, sitting in the girls' dormitory and flipping through books indifferently.
The next instant, soone burst through the dormitory door, and Cheng Ranran's voice, loud enough to almost lift the roof, resounded.
"Shushu! What kind of constitution do you have, to get soone to start a thread about you on the campus forum again!"
The concerned party still had no reaction, but Ye Xiaohui, who was applying a facial mask on the upper bunk, suddenly sat up, clearly excited.
"Wow~ Ran Bao, is there more juicy gossip on the campus forum? Spill it already, I can't wait to have so lon seeds!"
"Ye! Xiaohui! As Shushu's roommate, we should be united against our common foes and not cause internal division!"
"Okay, okay, I got it. I'll help you log in to the forum and scold them together, happy?"
"That's more like it."
"Then you have to tell what happened this ti first. With Tang Shu's honest nature, she shouldn't have provoked any villains, right?"
"Check your phone yourself."
On the other hand, Tang Shu had already adeptly turned on her phone, logged into the school forum, and saw the bold, red font:
[Exposing the Sly Tactics of the White Lotus Junior]
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