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Chapter 35 The old principal

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Originally, the old man was just out of curiosity to see how the young man in front of him would explain himself. When Zhang Weidong said that the world has the five elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, and humans also have the five elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, the old man still thought that this young man actually understood

He was pretending to be a ghost, but when Zhang Weidong pointed out in an understatement that among his five roots, the wood root was the largest, the old man looked at Zhang Weidong completely differently.

People have five roots: metal, wood, water, fire, and earth. The old man knew this. Fortune tellers also said that someone was short of gold or water. But Zhang Weidong did not say that, but pointed out which of his five roots was the strongest.

.Although even the old man himself does not know which of his five senses is stronger and which is weaker, or whether there is anything missing, the old man has lived a lifetime and his experience is naturally not comparable to that of Zhang Weidong, a young man who has been "autistic" for seven years, so Zhang Weidong

As soon as he said it casually, he heard something interesting and immediately put aside his disdain.

"I wonder how the little brother figured out that I have the largest wood root among the five?" The old man put away his disdainful thoughts and asked immediately, with a tone of asking for advice, and the title changed from young man to little brother.

Zhang Weidong glanced at the old man when he heard this and said, "I just saw it. As for how, you don't have to ask."

The old man said that he was secretly a member of the martial arts community, and naturally knew that asking about other people's martial arts was against the rules of the martial arts. Not only was he not annoyed when Zhang Weidong said this, but he became more and more afraid to treat Zhang Weidong as an ordinary person, but how could he know that Zhang Weidong's martial arts came naturally?

Well, I saw it, but I couldn't explain the reason. He immediately said: "Haha, you see, I'm old and confused. I almost broke the rules. Please forgive me."

When Zhang Weidong saw that the old man did not ask further questions, but in turn blamed himself and apologized, his impression of him became much better. He smiled and waved his hand and said, "It doesn't matter." As for the irregularities, Zhang Weidong was stunned.

Didn't take it seriously.

Seeing that Zhang Weidong was not surprised, the old man hesitated for a moment and continued to ask for advice: "Why do you think this place is not suitable for me to practice? If it is not suitable here, then where can it be suitable?"

After hearing this, Zhang Weidong looked around for a week and pointed to a pine forest to the east of Mingyang Lake. The pine forest was dominated by cedars and had only been planted in the past twenty or thirty years. Although it was not strong, it was lush and green, and it was full of vitality.

, but compared with the lush foliage here in the ancient wood forest, it is quite inferior.

Although the old man looked at Zhang Weidong differently, he still had more doubts after all. Hearing this, he looked towards the pine forest over there, then turned to look at the ancient wood forest behind him. No matter how he looked at it, he felt that the trees here were tall and leafy, and the air was good. It was an excellent place.

In the place of cultivation, a questioning expression appeared on his face unconsciously.

Zhang Weidong gave guidance to the old man. On the one hand, it was because he was kind-hearted and could not bear to see the old man go astray. On the other hand, he subconsciously had the desire to talk to someone about his cultivation. After all, Zhang Weidong had been practicing for seven years, and he also kept the matter of cultivation in his heart.

After holding it in for seven years, now that I have decided to give the old man a lesson, I naturally don't want to stop halfway, so I said: "If you don't believe it, you can go over there and give it a try."

The old man was also guessing whether Zhang Weidong was talking nonsense, but when Zhang Weidong asked him to try it, most of his doubts were immediately gone. He felt that he was kindly reminding him that he was being suspicious, and he really shouldn't, so he hurriedly said: "Thank you, little one."

Brother, please give me some advice, I’ll go and give it a try.”

Zhang Weidong naturally believed in his own judgment. Hearing this, he nodded and walked with the old man towards the pine forest to the east.

When the old man saw Zhang Weidong coming with him, he knew that he would never dare to follow him if he talked nonsense. At this time, he almost believed it, and his pace unknowingly accelerated a lot. He wished he could be standing in the pine tree now.

In the forest. Even when I met a fat middle-aged man on the road and respectfully called him "Old Principal", he just nodded hastily as an answer.

Seeing that the old principal seemed to be in a hurry, the middle-aged man naturally did not dare to pester him. He just glanced at Zhang Weidong, who was walking side by side with the old principal, with some curiosity and surprise, and nodded to him with a smile.

Zhang Weidong didn't know this middle-aged man, but when he saw him nodding to him with a smile, he had no choice but to smile and nod to him, but he was a little curious about what the middle-aged man called the old man, and he thought, could this old man be Wu Zhou?

Professor Tan Zhengming, the famous former president of the university?

Because he had doubts in his heart, Zhang Weidong couldn't help but ask: "Are you Professor Tan Zhengming?"

Seeing that it was Zhang Weidong who asked him, the old man didn't want to be negligent. He nodded and said as he walked: "Yes, how come you know me?"

Seeing that the old man was really the old president of Wuzhou University, a senior professor in biotechnology, Zhang Weidong couldn't help but feel a little ashamed, thinking that he, a new young teacher, was actually showing off in front of the old leader and professor.

"I don't know you, but I have read some of your academic papers." Zhang Weidong said truthfully.

"Oh?" Tan Zhengming glanced at Zhang Weidong in surprise and said, "You should still be studying as an undergraduate, right? Why did you start reading my thesis so early? Do you understand?"

Zhang Weidong was not sure how many times he had been misunderstood as a college student. Hearing this, he said helplessly: "Old principal, I have already graduated with a Ph.D., and I am a new university teacher introduced by the school this year."

Tan Zhengming was surprised to hear that Zhang Weidong had already graduated with a Ph.D. and was a teacher introduced by the school this year. But thinking about it, Zhang Weidong could tell that his five roots were the only one, and he could also see that the ancient camphor tree was not suitable for his cultivation.

, this matter was more exaggerated than graduating with a doctorate at such a young age, so he felt relieved.

Of course, because he knew that Zhang Weidong was a teacher in the school, the last suspicion that old principal Tan Zhengming had about him disappeared.

Tan Zhengming originally wanted to ask which college Zhang Weidong was from, but at this time they had already arrived at the pine forest. Tan Zhengming did not bother to ask further. After consulting Zhang Weidong's opinion, he walked under a cedar and spread his legs as before.

, arms droop naturally, and start practicing.

After cultivating to the level of Tan Zhengming, his sense of Qi is still very strong. Once he calmed down and practiced, he immediately felt the difference in cultivation between the two places. Although the difference is not very obvious, over time and over time, the gap will probably become bigger.

As soon as he discovered that it was exactly what Zhang Weidong said, Tan Zhengming could no longer practice quietly. He opened his eyes, grabbed Zhang Weidong's hand and said with excitement: "Little brother, what is your name? How do you know that practicing here is better than in the ancient wood forest?"

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