Chapter 26 Basic Plenary Session!

"Talent?"

Dean Qi Kaiwen obviously didn't believe it. He knew that Qiao Mu had his first class today, so what kind of talent could he discover in just one class.

"real!"

Seeing that the dean didn't believe it, Qiao Mu became anxious and quickly told what happened in the previous class.

After listening, Qi Kaiwen frowned tightly, but his eyes were full of surprise, but he still couldn't believe that a student had mastered almost all the knowledge points in the entire book just by previewing before class?

This understanding and memory are a bit appalling!

"The student named Fang Qiu has not studied Chinese medicine before, right?"

Qi Kaiwen asked the question of this most likely scenario.

"No!"

Qiao Mu quickly shook his head and said, "I asked him, and he said he had never learned it before."

this……

Qi Kaiwen was really unbelievable.

Logically speaking, this situation does not hold true at all.

Qiao Mu didn't care so much, and said excitedly: "Dean, whether he has studied Chinese medicine before or not, the most important thing is that he is now a freshman, a freshman!"

Freshman?

Looking at Qiao Mu in front of him who kept emphasizing on the freshmen, Qi Kaiwen was a little confused. Then he thought of something, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he said excitedly: "You mean the freshmen Chinese medicine knowledge competition?"

"That's right!"

Qiao Mu immediately replied: "The Chinese Medicine Knowledge Competition for freshmen from the nine Chinese Medicine Universities in Central China will start again in a month. This time it will be held in our school again. If our school ranked last like last year, then It’s such a shame. Maybe Fang Qiu can help us win back a victory this time?”

Qi Kaiwen's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he immediately stood up and paced back and forth quickly in the office, showing the unrest deep in his heart.

"Is Fang Qiu really that powerful?"

He stopped and suddenly asked again.

"I personally confirmed it!" Qiao Mu replied immediately.

Hearing this, Qi Kaiwen started to pace again. A minute later, he stopped again and sighed: "We still can't take risks. Let's go through the normal selection this time. Starting next week, the selection of Chinese medicine knowledge for all freshmen in the school will begin. If that's the case, If Qiu is really capable, he will definitely reach the first place!"

"If you don't have the strength, then you can go on a big wave, but you have to promise not to reveal anything about the selection to Fang Qiu, do you understand?"

"clear!"

Qiao Mu immediately promised.

After Qiao Mu left, Qi Kaiwen sat down again.

His expression was a little confused, a little expectant, and a little worried.

As the dean of the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine, the success or failure of the TCM knowledge competition all comes down to their school. Who makes them the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine?

If it's a success, that's fine.

If he fails, it will be really embarrassing. From now on, as the dean, he will never be able to hold his head high in the school.

So I have to make sure I win this time no matter what.

But what he is confused about is, can any freshman really master the knowledge points of the entire book just by previewing?

Qi Kaiwen suddenly thought of someone and immediately stood up again and rushed out of the door.

…

The second class at Fangqiu University is ancient medical literature.

For traditional Chinese medicine, it is necessary to have a student ID in ancient Chinese, because most of the classics on traditional Chinese medicine are in ancient Chinese. If a student majoring in traditional Chinese medicine cannot understand ancient Chinese, it is equivalent to invalidating his martial arts skills.

The teacher majoring in medical classics is an old teacher with thick glasses, giving people the feeling of an old scholar with very poor Chinese literacy.

Fang Qiu is looking forward to this class on ancient medical literature.

He has no pressure at all to understand ancient Chinese, but just because he understands it doesn’t mean that others understand it!

Since he has chosen the path of traditional Chinese medicine, he will keep going, not only to save the old man, but also to save more people who are tortured by the disease.

But how many people can a person save as a doctor in one day, and how many people can he save in a lifetime?

Only when all students of Traditional Chinese Medicine become a great generation, can we truly benefit mankind!

Because he knew the benefits of ancient Chinese literature in the study of traditional Chinese medicine, he was looking forward to this class very much.

At the beginning of the class, the teacher asked everyone a question directly.

"After three months of summer vacation, I wonder who among you can memorize any ancient essay for the college entrance examination?"

After asking this question, the whole class looked at Fang Qiu.

After three months of relaxing and having fun, they had long returned their high school knowledge to high school. They had seen how powerful Fang Qiu was in the last class. If anyone among them could memorize ancient texts, it would be Fang Qiu.

Fang Qiu couldn't help but feel dumbfounded when he saw everyone's eyes.

People are afraid of being famous just as pigs are afraid of getting strong, and being in the limelight has bad side effects.

The teacher also followed everyone's gaze and looked at Fang Qiu and asked: "This classmate, it seems that you have a very high status in the minds of your classmates. How many ancient high school essays do you remember?"

Since everyone respects this student so much, they will definitely memorize it.

He didn't ask if he remembered any of them, but several.

Under everyone's gaze, Fang Qiu stood up, pondered for a moment, and the high school text flashed through his mind like a movie version, and then said: "Almost all meetings."

Wow!

The whole audience was shocked.

Even the teacher was shocked.

Sun Hao even slapped his forehead and cursed in his heart, "You're going to die if you say you can write one or two articles!"

You were born to attack people, right?

Even the boss Zhu Kaiwen, who has always been very good at Chinese, was taken aback by Fang Qiu's answer. He could only recite three or four articles now. He wanted to follow Fang Qiu in the previous class to make a splash and enjoy everyone's gaze. .

The result is great.

Plenary session!

These two words directly suppressed his temper at all.

"This classmate is very confident!"

The teacher quickly calmed down his shock, and then asked: "I'm very curious, what score did this classmate score in the college entrance examination, and what score did he get in the Chinese language test?"

yes!

Only then did the whole class think about the college entrance examination results.

Your learning ability is so great. If you preview a textbook and wish you could master the whole book, or if you want to memorize ancient Chinese prose and achieve "almost plenary session", then your college entrance examination scores must be very good!

Especially Chinese!

It stands to reason that with such a great learning ability, if he is not the top scorer in the college entrance examination, he is not far behind!

Haven't you heard that there is a person in your school who has excellent college entrance examination scores?

Everyone looked at Fang Qiu, expecting Fang Qiu's answer.

Looking at everyone's gaze, Fang Qiu smiled bitterly. His college entrance examination scores were really not particularly high.

He replied: "The Chinese language score is 132, and the college entrance examination score is 652."

This score is considered an above-average score, not a particularly good one.

When everyone heard about this score, although everyone thought it was quite high, they didn’t think it was too high.

Then he looked at Fang Qiu with eyes full of doubts.

Based on the strength that Fang Qiu showed alone, it is not impossible to reach 680 points, or even 700+.

However, the Chinese score was not bad, with only 18 points deducted. It can be seen that the Chinese is indeed very good.

What they didn't know was that Fang Qiu had failed in the college entrance examination.

If his parents knew that he was cheating, they would definitely slap him with their big shoes, but he really cheated and deliberately got a neither high nor low grade in the exam, so that he could get into Jiangjing University of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

If it was too high and too eye-catching, it would be bad if his family forced him to apply for first-class universities such as Peking University and Tsinghua University. If it was too low, it would be easy for him to be rejected by Jiang Zhongyi, so he controlled his college entrance examination scores very well.

"Good results!"

The teacher praised Fang Qiu and then said: "It seems that the level of ancient Chinese in our class is relatively good. I am relieved about this."

"But just because I'm relieved doesn't mean you can relax. Classical medical prose is different from ordinary classical prose. The classical prose you learned in high school is a catchy and beautiful text found in a vast sea of ​​ancient books, while ancient medical prose is not so catchy. It’s catchy, but hard to understand.”

"You must know that medicine and engineering in ancient times were a lowly profession. Those with high knowledge and ability to write good articles took the imperial examination. The writing skills of studying medicine are relatively poor, so everyone should correct their mentality and study this medicine that is very helpful to your traditional Chinese medicine. Ancient prose.”

"good!"

The whole class answered collectively.

Seeing that everyone has a good learning atmosphere, the teacher is very happy, and Fang Qiu is also very happy.

He knows that one person's power is limited, and only good things for everyone are truly good.

While Fang Qiu was in class, the library.

Qi Kaiwen, dean of the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine, appeared at the borrowing desk of the library and stood in front of the librarian at the door, looking at him with a complicated expression.

The librarian looked at him calmly.

Looking at each other for a long time, Qi Kaiwen sighed heavily and said, "Junior brother, why are you bothering?"

His junior brother was the only Chinese medicine genius he and his master had seen in their lives, but now he was reduced to working as a library administrator. If his master found out, he didn't know how angry he would be.

"If you, senior brother, come to persuade me to teach or go to the hospital for treatment, please come back."

The administrator lowered his head and continued to read the book in his hand and said.

"I said, why bother if you have something to do? How good is it to teach students what you have learned? If you really can't do it, why not relieve the pain of the patient? Isn't it a waste here?"

The administrator was unmoved.

"well!"

Qi Kaiwen knew the temper of his junior brother. Once he decided that he would rather die than look back, he did not decide to persuade him. He could only wait for the other party to figure it out. Isn't it just treating a disease and killing a person?

It's not his responsibility, but it was caused by the other party taking the medicine he prescribed, not listening to the doctor's advice, and taking other people's home remedies. As for being so passive and withdrawn from the world?

"Junior brother, let me ask you something. Is it possible to be like you, with the kind of extraordinary memory that can memorize an entire book in a short time?"

Qi Kaiwen asked the purpose of his visit.

Hearing this, the administrator flashed a figure from a few days ago in his mind, and said without raising his head: "Yes."

When Qi Kaiwen heard this, his whole body was shaken, and he asked in surprise and eagerness: "Is there one in our school? Have you seen it?"

"Yes, I've seen it."

The administrator's answer is still simple.

"Who is that person?"

Qi Kaiwen hurriedly took a few steps forward and asked excitedly.

The administrator raised his head this time, an arc formed at the corner of his mouth, and said, "Guess."

you guess……

The excitement on Qi Kaiwen's face instantly froze, and veins popped out on his forehead.

It’s this face that deserves a beating again.

I have watched it countless times since I was a child.

Every time, you guess, you guess, guess, you big-headed idiot!

"Junior brother, with our friendship, there is no need to hide it, right?"

Qi Kaiwen resisted the urge to punch that face and said with a forced smile.

"you guess."

The administrator continued with two words and winked mischievously at him.