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Chapter 337

Ma Guotao was very happy, but the head of the Academic Affairs Office looked bitter and sighed: "Principal, don't be moved, you should hurry up and talk about what to do! Our Academic Affairs Office has been drowned out by the protests of the classmates."

"What's wrong with this?" Ma Guotao said with a smile: "Since the students are studying strongly, let's open another batch of seats, with the maximum number of seats in our school's largest classroom!"

"What if... it's not enough?" asked the head of the Academic Affairs Office.

This time, even Ma Guotao was stumped.

Indeed, judging from the current situation, even the largest classroom in the school is probably not enough.

After pondering for a while, Ma Guotao came up with a new solution: "You send another announcement that Zhao Yuan's class will be broadcast on the school website at that time. In this way, even if the students are unable to sign up, there will be no too much resentment."

"This is a good idea." The head of the Academic Affairs Office lit up his eyes and hurriedly said goodbye to Ma Guotao and went to handle the matter as he told him.

With the release of a new batch of places and the promise of live video Zhao Yuan’s lectures, the students’ anger and dissatisfaction were finally suppressed. Students from other medical colleges and doctors who have already started their jobs were also very satisfied. Although they could not go to the scene to listen to Zhao Yuan’s lectures, it was a surprise that there was a live video broadcast to watch.

Anyway, this is a happy result!

At the same time, in the 301 dormitory, the lively level is no worse than on the Internet.

Wu Yan shook his head and said, "Brother Third, you are really amazing. Not only will the two test papers be published in the magazine "Chinese Medicine", but the classes will also start in the next semester... Should we call you Teacher Zhao in the future?"

Liu Zhu looked proud and proud, as if he was the one who started the class next semester. He smiled and said, "Third brother, when did you discuss with the school that you will start the class next semester? Why haven't you heard you mention it before? You're too strict with your mouth!"

Wang Rongfeng said: "Third brother, I was unable to get a quota for your class in the course selection system. Should you open a back door for me?"

Facing the brothers' congratulations and jokes, Zhao Yuan responded one by one with a smile.

Suddenly, the door of the dormitory was pushed open, and a large number of people rushed into the crowd. Not only were there students from Class 3 of Integrated Traditional Chinese and Western Medicine, but many of them lived in the same dormitory building, in other classes and other majors.

After these people came in, they not only congratulated Zhao Yuan and expressed their admiration in their hearts, but also asked him with a shameless face if he could help him walk through the back door and get a quota for listening, even if he didn’t have a seat and listened!

Facing everyone's request, Zhao Yuan smiled bitterly.

Do you think you are taking the train? Do you also want to buy station tickets?

Having been annoyed by people, Zhao Yuan simply kicked the ball to the school, spread his hands and said loudly: "Everyone says I am only responsible for the lectures, and the rest of the matter is the responsibility of the Academic Affairs Office, and I have no choice. Besides, even if you can't go to the on-site class, you can still watch the live broadcast on the school's official website! As for any difficulties or things you don't understand in your studies in the future, you can come to me. As long as I know, I will definitely give you an answer!"

Hearing Zhao Yuan's words, everyone finally let him go and did not continue to "oppress".

After a lot of effort, he finally managed to deal with these people. Zhao Yuan felt that this was even more tiring than practicing and breaking through. He felt like he was falling apart and sat on a chair.

After two minutes of rest, the ringtone of the cell phone rang. I took it out and saw that it was no one else who called, but Lin Xue.

Pressing the answer button, Zhao Yuan said weakly: "Xiaoxue, what's the matter?"

Lin Xue heard something wrong with him and immediately became nervous and asked, "What's wrong with you? Could it be that you are sick?"

Zhao Yuan told Lin Xue what he had just experienced and finally sighed: "That's how it is. I almost didn't feel tired."

Lin Xue was amused, and she let out a pleasant laugh like a silver bell, and then said, "Who made you show off this time? This is the trouble of being famous."

Zhao Yuan smiled bitterly, and he didn't want to show off like this. Who knew that the school had actually "sold" him and gave him such an "unexpected joy". Fortunately, this time, as before, brought him a lot of wishes, which was also a compensation!

After joking, Lin Xue said congratulations.

As soon as she finished speaking the congratulations, her phone was snatched by Yang Zi who was waiting aside.

Yang Zi did not congratulate her immediately, but instead asked for an offense: "Xiao Yuanzi, you are so brave, you dare not answer our phone number!"

"Why didn't I answer the phone?" Zhao Yuan was stunned. "As soon as the phone rang, I answered it immediately."

Yang Zi snorted: "I'm so embarrassed to say it, you can see how many phone calls we have made to you before."

Zhao Yuan called out the call record and saw that he saw that there were dozens of missed calls on it! In addition to the calls made by Lin Xue, Yang Zi and the others, there were also calls from teachers such as Yu Ke and Pan Mei, as well as medical masters whom he met when challenging the Zhao family in Jinling.

There were too many people in the dormitory just now and it was too noisy that made him, who was smart and intelligent, unable to hear or notice the ringing of his cell phone.

"Sorry, sorry, it's my fault."

Zhao Yuan’s attitude of admitting his mistake made Yang Zi very satisfied. She smiled and said, “It’s not enough to know that the mistake is wrong. After that, how do you make up for it?”

"How about treating guests to dinner?" Zhao Yuan said.

On the phone, before Yang Zi could agree, she heard a voice coming from outside the door: "Invitation for dinner? We can't miss this matter!"

Zhao Yuan turned his head and saw that it was his classmate. Although they left the 301 dormitory, they did not walk far away. They gathered in the corridor to chat. The words they said on the phone were immediately heard by them.

In fact, the classmates in the class didn’t really want to blackmail Zhao Yuan, they just joked with him, but Zhao Yuan took it seriously and nodded with a smile: “Okay, let’s go together.”

Don’t people like to celebrate after getting promoted and get rich? Although Zhao Yuan has not been promoted, it can be regarded as a major upgrade when he starts classes as a student. In this case, it is not impossible to invite guests to lively and lively. Moreover, Zhao Yuan is not short of this money now.

However, the students who made the noise were stunned.
Chapter completed!
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