"Who is Zhao Yuan?" Qiu Haogu, the leader of the Medical Ancient Language Teaching and Research Group, glanced at the students in the classroom and asked in a deep voice.

"It's him!" Ma Hanqing pointed at Zhao Yuanyaoyao, who was standing up.

Qiu Haogu strode to Zhao Yuan, raised the notes in his hand, and asked with a serious expression: "Did you make the breaking sentences and translations?"

"Yes." Zhao Yuan nodded and admitted.

Qiu Haogu raised his eyebrows and said, "Tell me, why do you make such pronunciations and translations? You should know that these pronunciations and translations are very different from those in the textbook."

Of course, Zhao Yuan could not tell the truth. During the period when Ma Hanqing left, he had already come up with an excuse.

"It's like this. When I was previewing "The Complete Symbol of Baoming" a few days ago, I always felt that the content in the textbook was different from what I understood, so I figured out these breaking sentences and translations by myself..."

Before he could finish his words, the professor and teacher who followed Qiu Haogu took a breath and exclaimed in vain.

"These sentences and translations were really figured out by himself? They are so awesome!"

"What's even more amazing is that it took him only a few days to figure out these contents! When did the students in our school have such a high level? Compared with him, I feel like a student!"

"Are all freshmen nowadays monsters? After countless generations of medical practitioners' research, both sentences and translations have become quite mature. Unexpectedly, there are still people who can play new tricks, and the key is that the new tricks are still very reasonable."

"Isn't it? These new sentences and translations have given me a lot of insights after reading them! Perhaps the textbook is really wrong, and the revisions given by this classmate Zhao are correct!"

"I'm even more curious about these sentences and translations. Did he really figure out these things out by himself? It's not that I don't believe him, it's just that a freshman can figure out these things out, which is really incredible!"

Qiu Haogu also had the same suspicion and asked with his eyes narrowed, "Student Zhao, what is your relationship with the Zhao family in Jinling?"

Why did he get involved in the Zhao family in Jinling again? Zhao Yuan was stunned. Wang Jiasen, a famous doctor I met in the Chinese medicinal materials market before, also mistakenly thought that he was from the Zhao family in Jinling.

Ma Hanqing, who was standing by, replied to him: "Old Qiu, Zhao Yuan is not from the Zhao family in Jinling. He comes from a remote mountainous area and has never had a doctor at home."

"Oh?" Qiu Haogu raised his brows, and then he looked at Zhao Yuan seriously, with a little hotness in his eyes. "So, you really figured out these sentences and translations by yourself? OK, what an amazing genius!"

"Old Qiu has been too rewarded, I'm just messing around." Zhao Yuan said modestly.

Qiu Haogu made a rare joke: "Stop being humble. You said you were just messing around. Wouldn't you say that we have lived for decades and are not as good as you are messing around?"

Zhao Yuan quickly waved his hand and said, "Old Qiu, I don't mean that. The level of teachers must be far above me. I just happened to be lucky."

"You can only have luck if you have the ability. If you don't have enough ability, you won't have this luck." Qiu Haogu said with a smile, and did not tease Zhao Yuan anymore, but instead talked about the serious matter. "I have carefully discussed these sentences and translations with several teachers. They are indeed a new research direction. Therefore, we plan to write a paper with it as the core and publish it in the journal "Chinese Medicine"..."

A scream suddenly sounded, interrupting Qiu Haogu's words.

"What? Zhao Yuan wants to enter the journal "Chinese Medicine"? How can this work? How can the garbage he has made is not qualified to be listed in the journal "Chinese Medicine"!"

At the door of the classroom, Cao Han opened his mouth wide in shock, and could not believe that what he heard was true.

That is "Chinese Medicine"! The most top and most well-known medical journal in China! It is well-known even internationally! Its influence factor is not only the best in China, but also among the best in Asia! Those who can publish articles in this medical journal are famous experts and senior professors who have been immersed in medicine for many years!

Zhao Yuan actually wants to be published in such an awesome medical journal?! Cao Han felt that he had an illusion, or Qiu Haogu and others were crazy!

Qiu Haogu's face suddenly darkened, and he turned to stare at Cao Han, his eyes reaching extreme time. "Trunk? Haha. If the content given by Classmate Zhao is garbage, then aren't we old men even worse than garbage?"

This sentence is similar to the joke that Zhao Yuan had just made, but since the tone was different, it was extremely cold.

"No...I didn't mean that..." Cao Han was so scared that he shivered all over and kept sweating.

"I'm not very capable, but I'm quite jealous. People like you are not worthy of studying medicine!" Qiu Haogu snorted coldly, no longer dealing with Cao Han, who was dissatisfied with others, and turned around and continued to say to Zhao Yuan: "This article, Lao Chang and others will sign it. Don't get me wrong, we are not trying to steal your credit. Once this article is published, it will definitely cause a lot of controversy. We can sign it and share some pressure for you."

The different pronunciations and translations given by Zhao Yuan are equivalent to overturning the research results of generations of doctors, which will definitely attract a lot of criticism. Some people even sarcastically suppress him because of his identity as a student.

In this case, people with slightly worse psychological qualities will easily be abandoned because they can't bear the huge pressure. Joint signature is equivalent to giving Zhao Yuan a layer of protective clothing. If there is any criticism, it is also because Qiu Haogu and the other old guys are in front of him, and Zhao Yuan will be under much less pressure.

Zhao Yuan, who was grateful, said sincerely: "Thank you Mr. Qiu. Just doing this will cause you trouble?"

Qiu Haogu smiled and said, "We old bones are all people who are about to get buried. What trouble are you afraid of? We will be satisfied if we can hide some storms for you young people. Okay, things will be settled. Next, we have some questions and want to ask you."

Qiu Haogu asked several questions in succession, all of which he encountered when studying new prosecuts and translations. Several other professors and teachers also followed and raised their own questions.

These problems are difficult for Zhao Yuan, because there is a detailed description on the information leaf.

"I'll answer Mr. Qiu's question first..." Zhao Yuan cleared his throat and was about to start answering.

"Wait a minute." Qiu Haogu interrupted him, "Go to the podium to speak!"

Zhao Yuan was dragged onto the podium, while professors such as Qiu Haogu sat down below, listening carefully to the lectures of "Teacher Zhao" like students.

The students in the classroom were all stunned by this scene.

It is really rare for students to teach teachers! Not to mention that among these teachers, there are many well-known professors who are well-known at home and abroad!
Chapter completed!