After hearing Zhuang Rui's words, the classmate named Mengzi opened his mouth so wide that he could stuff a duck egg in it. Even the people next to him were dumbfounded.
After a moment of silence, a burst of shocking laughter suddenly erupted from the point centered on Zhuang Rui.
"Laughing... I'm laughing so hard, buddy, Mengzi, you are so strong..."
"Zhang Meng, if you want to bring a female classmate here, this guy will definitely not be interested in Chinese medicine..."
"Yes, I seriously doubt your sexual orientation now, Mengzi, you have to tell the truth..."
The laughter of Zhang Meng's classmates echoed in the lecture theater, attracting the attention of many people. Those who were curious naturally asked about it, and soon the news spread throughout the lecture theater.
As soon as the lecture is over, this incident will be posted on Peking University’s campus website, becoming one of the best jokes of the year at Peking University.
Seeing everyone bursting into laughter, Zhuang Rui was not angry. He also came from this age. In addition, it was actually a bit funny. The classmate named Zhang Meng was also a little careless.
"Brother, I'm sorry. You see, I'm impatient. I'm really sorry..."
Zhang Meng blushed with laughter from everyone. After he realized what he was doing, he quickly apologized to Zhuang Rui. He said that it was because he was too impatient and he pulled people into the classroom before Zhuang Rui could finish his words, causing the incident.
Such a mistake came from this.
"It's okay, it seems I won't be able to attend my class there today..."
Zhuang Rui looked back and looked a little helpless, but fortunately, the "General Theory of Chinese Archeology" class was not taught by Professor Meng, otherwise Zhuang Rui would definitely be in a worse mood now.
From the moment he entered the classroom and saw the red banner hanging inside, Zhuang Rui already knew that this was a lecture on traditional Chinese medicine held by a vice president of the Military Medical University at the invitation of Beijing University.
Since this professor is a prominent figure in the Chinese medicine community, there were still more than half an hour before the lecture started, and many medical students swarmed in, fearing that they would be late and not be able to grab a seat.
But that was an injustice to Zhuang Rui. He originally just wanted to ask for a way out, but looking back now, the classroom was already full of people, and even the corridor was full of people, but he couldn't figure it out.
not going.
"Hey, buddy, what name do you want? I'll take you to the History School later..."
Zhang Meng scratched his head in embarrassment, but then asked a little strangely: "By the way, you are a student of the School of History? How come you don't know the road?"
Although Zhuang Rui is not very old-looking, he has been in the society for several years, and his mature temperament is still obvious. At least he is not like those freshmen who are 14 years old, but if he is an old student, even the school's
I can't even figure out the way, so this thing is a bit weird.
"Hi, my name is Zhuang Rui. I am a graduate student who was admitted this year. There are so many schools in Beijing University. I don't know how I ended up here. I have to look for a map later..."
Zhuang Rui laughed at himself. His story could be considered news if it spread. He got lost for two days in a row. He didn't know whether to say that Beijing University was too big or that Zhuang Rui was too stupid.
"I'll take you around Beijing University later to make sure you don't get lost again next time..."
Several people around him chuckled when they heard this, and Zhang Meng even volunteered to take Zhuang Rui to get acquainted with the various colleges of Peking University.
As soon as Zhang Meng finished speaking, someone next to him said: "Mengzi, you are most familiar with the art department, right? How about it, have you got the school girl you have been chasing for half a year?"
"Yes, yes, confess quickly..."
The crowd started to boo, and Zhuang Rui seemed to have returned to his college days, joking with Wei Wei and the others. Everything from yesterday was still vivid in his mind, but the scene was still the same, and the people were different.
Zhuang Rui enjoyed this feeling very much. It was not that important to miss a professional class. However, Zhuang Rui still hoped that the lecture would not be too professional. After all, he basically knew nothing about medicine.
But Zhuang Rui brought archeology books with him. If the lecture was boring, he would treat it as a self-study class.
Outside the lecture theater, people were still pouring in. Zhuang Rui looked back and saw that at least four to five hundred people had come in this classroom that could seat two to three hundred people. It was obvious that the expert from the Military Medical University was very popular.
To a certain extent.
Someone had already started to adjust the microphone and lecture courseware on the podium. After about ten minutes, an old man with white hair but an unusually strong spirit walked to the podium from the side door of the classroom.
"Classmates, let me introduce myself first. My name is Zhou...well, that banner is correct, those three words..."
Professor Zhou's words caused a burst of good-natured laughter from the students. Teachers with a sense of humor are the most popular among students.
"I am very happy to come to Beijing University. Standing here, I feel that I have become younger...
Today's lecture is divided into two stages. The first stage is for me to tell you. Well... this is called duck education, but it only lasts five minutes, which only accounts for one-twelfth of this lecture. I think
Can everyone tolerate it?
The second stage is to ask questions. You can share your views on the current situation and development of traditional Chinese medicine, as well as your own unique opinions. I know that Peking University has a concept, which is "thinking ***"
, inclusive", I also hope that through this lecture, I can learn something..."
The speech of the white-haired professor caused thunderous applause in the lecture hall. None of the students here expected that this expert with such a status in the medical field would speak with such humility and humor.
Zhuang Rui, who originally thought he would hear a boring lecture, was also infected by the professor's humorous language. He couldn't help but put down the "General Introduction to Chinese Archeology" textbook and looked up at the podium.
"This...isn't this Dean Zhou?"
After seeing the face of the expert on the stage clearly, Zhuang Rui couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. This person was actually the director of the PLA hospital where Ouyang Jun took him last time. Zhuang Rui still clearly remembered when Director Zhou checked Qin Xuanbing's pulse.
What he said, I didn't expect that he was actually the vice president of the Military Medical University.
In fact, there is nothing surprising about this. That hospital is originally an affiliated hospital of the Military Medical University. Many doctors in the hospital are lecturers or professors in the school themselves. After taking off their white coats, they become teachers.
However, Beijing University can invite a major general dean to give lectures to students, which is considered to be quite powerful. You must know that there is a big difference between the army and the local government. It is probably more difficult to invite dean Zhou than to invite dean Zhou.
It is much more difficult to become a provincial party committee member.
"Okay, five minutes are up, did I make a mistake? Now it's time for questions..."
Zhuang Rui's stunned efforts passed in five minutes. Dean Zhou just briefly introduced the origin and current situation of traditional Chinese medicine, without giving a very in-depth explanation. Zhuang Rui, a completely different person,
I also understand.
"Professor Zhou, you are the leader of modern acupuncture in China. May I ask what diseases acupuncture is suitable for? If acupuncture is used, can the disease be alleviated quickly?"
A female student in the audience raised her hand and asked. These students are all relatively professional. Even if they are not studying Chinese medicine, they will not ask stupid questions such as comparing Chinese medicine with Western medicine. This question has already been mentioned.
I have done it countless times and there is really no need to explain it again.
"For young people, acupuncture is the most practical... Students, please understand, it is practical, not applicable..."
The old man on the stage smiled wisely, deliberately trying to make a fool of himself, and then continued: "For young people who love beauty, the most practical place for acupuncture is naturally to lose weight. Well, I'm talking about professional acupuncture.
Rather than the two knives found in beauty salons on the road, students must not be confused..."
As soon as Professor Zhou finished speaking, the classroom burst into laughter. For these proud students, their age and learning atmosphere made them particularly averse to dogmatic theories, and preferred some light-hearted and humorous speeches.
Although Professor Zhou is not young, he does not have the dogmatism of the older generation. He speaks freely and expresses profound thoughts in simple words, making the students in the classroom laugh and think.
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"Acupuncture? Do you want to attend some acupuncture courses?" Zhuang Rui thought thoughtfully while listening to Dean Zhou's speech in the audience.
The reason why Zhuang Rui is able to make it today and the reason why he is able to create such astonishing wealth is all because of his spiritual eyes.
But the function of Zhuang Rui's eyes is not only to identify antiques, but also to treat diseases and injuries... It should be the biggest function of these eyes. And through experiments on several elderly people, this aura seems to have a different effect on longevity.
Ordinary effects.
It's just that Zhuang Rui is cautious by nature, and he doesn't have the Buddhist idea of compassion, and he doesn't want to be a superman to save all mankind. He only wants to use his aura on his relatives and friends, but for confidentiality reasons, he can only use it when others are asleep.
, as a result, the limitations are very large.
Like his mother's bedroom, Zhuang Rui can naturally enter it and help Ouyang Wan regulate her body while she is sleeping.
However, it is inconvenient for him to enter the bedrooms of celebrities like Xu, including Zhuang Rui's sister and his sisters-in-law. In this way, Zhuang Rui cannot take care of even his own relatives.
If Zhuang Rui learns acupuncture, he will have a name. Of course, this will only happen if someone dares to let Zhuang Rui administer the acupuncture.
However, this problem can be solved slowly. At the beginning, you can prick your arms and so on. Comrades like Peng Fei and Ouyang Jun can be experimenters first.
"Ah, grandma, who is talking about me again?"
Far away in Zhuang Rui's courtyard house, Fourth Young Master Ouyang, who was fighting for milk with his son, sneezed hard, making his son burst into tears. Naturally, Xu Daxing refused, and the room was filled with chaos.
