"Fang Han!"

Xian Fen carried his bag behind him and chased Fang Han.

"Are you going to the University of Traditional Chinese Medicine?"

"Well, Mr. Luo said that I would come over to give a lecture this afternoon." Fang Han nodded.

In the morning, Luo Yuanchen called Fang Han and said that Fang Han's class was arranged at 3:00 pm, so that Fang Han would pass after lunch.

"I'll drive you."

"Brother Xian, you want to go too?"

"Yes, let's see what you are saying." Xian Fen nodded with a smile.

He has been looking forward to Fang Han's lecture for a long time.

"Okay then." Fang Han nodded.

"I said you don't welcome me?" Xian Fen looked at Fang Han.

"Where is it?" Fang Han denied.

"You don't want to say that you don't want to be happy. This is an open class." As soon as Xian Fen pressed the car key in his hand, a black Mercedes-Benz headlight lit up.

"Get in the car."

"Have you changed the car again?" Fang Han was a little surprised. Didn't he come from BMW a few days ago?

.........

The predecessor of Yanjing University of Traditional Chinese Medicine was Yanjing University of Traditional Chinese Medicine. It was one of the earliest universities in China. It was later identified as a national key university. After it merged with the Institute of Traditional Chinese Medicine, it became a university directly under the Ministry of Education, and became a key construction university in the country's "211 Project" and "985 Project Advantage Discipline Innovation Platform".

As a medical student, Fang Han has long heard of the famous name of Yanjing University of Traditional Chinese Medicine, but this is his first time here.

The status of Yanjing University of Traditional Chinese Medicine in the minds of traditional Chinese medicine students is like that of Yan Da and Qing Da.

When I was in the college entrance examination, Yan Chinese Medicine's grandparents said that it was an out of reach. I could only dream when I was dreaming. In reality, I really dare not think about it.

Not to mention Yan’s Chinese Medicine University, Fang Han, a major doctor in Jiangzhou, had no confidence at that time, so he had to apply for Linzhou Chinese Medicine University.

In terms of cultural courses, especially mathematics and English, they have always been Fang Han’s shortcomings. Before formally getting involved in medicine, they still have to look at the cultural course grades.

Xian Fen was driving the car and was familiar with the road. It was obviously not the first time he came to Yan to become a master of traditional Chinese medicine.

"How is it, big, right?"

"Yeah. It's worthy of reputation."

Fang Han nodded. When he was filling out his application form, he didn't dare to think about Yan Chinese Medicine University. He never thought that he had the opportunity to give lectures in Yan Chinese Medicine University in less than a year after graduation.

Everything in life is really impermanent, and no one knows what will happen suddenly tomorrow.

"Yan University of Traditional Chinese Medicine has three school districts, divided into 14 teaching units including the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine, School of Traditional Chinese Medicine, School of Life Sciences, School of Acupuncture and Massage, and more than 12,000 full-time students. This time the lecture was arranged by Mr. Luo, and there will probably be many people at that time, so you should pay attention."

The car entered the community, and Xian Fen even looked forward to Fang Han's performance.

Yan Traditional Chinese Medicine University is not comparable to that of ordinary schools.

As a national key university, Yan University of Traditional Chinese Medicine can be said to be the NO.1 of traditional Chinese medicine colleges. There are really too many geniuses in the school.

There are not only undergraduates in school, but also graduate students and international students. There are more than 4,000 graduate students, and there are also five or six hundred international students.

Although many traditional Chinese medicine practitioners do not recognize the current school-style education model, it is undeniable that since the establishment of Yanshi Traditional Chinese Medicine University, there have been absolutely a lot of traditional Chinese medicine talents.

Guan Baocheng is one of the leading figures in the Yan University of Traditional Chinese Medicine and the Yan University of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

No matter how many consecutive defeats Guan Baocheng lost in Fang Han, Guan Baocheng's level and fame are undeniable. Even some traditional old Chinese doctors may not be able to compare with Guan Baocheng.

Teaching in such a place...

Xian Fen himself definitely doesn't have the confidence to do so.

Fang Han is a young man, it is really hard to say whether he can save the place by then.

In fact, Xian Fen also understood the reason why his son Xian Qianhua never agreed to Fang Han’s lecture at Yanjing Medical University.

Yanjing Medical University is not much weaker than Yan's traditional Chinese medicine. It is really not something that ordinary people can suppress when giving lectures in such a place. Not to mention ability, but just talking about aura...

Having never experienced a big scene, some young prides of heaven may be nervous when they come to the stage.

"Will there be a lot of people then?" Fang Han asked Xian Fen.

"I think Mr. Luo shouldn't explain your identity in advance. At least the students are not clear about it, and there may be many people at that time."

"How many people can there be?" Fang Han was very concerned about this issue.

"The large classroom of Yan Traditional Chinese Medicine can accommodate thousands or even tens of thousands of people. Since this lecture is what Mr. Luo means, the school should not ignore it. I think there are at least thousands of people." Xian Fen guessed.

Xian Fen couldn't say it at this time, but Luo Yuanchen's face should not be underestimated.

No matter who is giving a lecture, the school will at least take care of Luo Yuanchen's face. There will be no one at that time, so where will Luo Yuanchen's face be put?

"Thousands of people?"

Fang Han mentally calculated that although they are all the lowest-level monsters, the number is valuable lies in their number.

If there are thousands of people, it should be OK to get more than 100,000 worship points in this class today?

When he was giving lectures at Jiangzhou Medical University, he gained a lot of worship points. Should Yan University of Traditional Chinese Medicine be stronger than Jiangzhou Medical University?

"How is it, you're nervous?"

Seeing Fang Han not speaking, Xian Fen asked with a smile.

Fang Han was thinking about this but didn't hear it for a while.

"I said what are you thinking?" Xian Fen asked again.

"Ah, I want to fight monsters..."

Fang Han was halfway through the words, then he realized, and said, "I didn't think of anything."

"I'm nervous?"

"No." Fang Han shook his head.

He just looked at the teaching assistant card in the prop mall.

The assistant card is the cheapest one among the card props drawn by Fang Han for so long, but even the cheapest ones actually cost 500,000 worship points.

The functions of the teaching assistant card cannot be said to be not powerful, and teaching and educating people is also a merit. However, Fang Han came here this time to earn worship points. He was calculating that if 500,000 yuan was exchanged for a teaching assistant card, can he make a return?

I gave a lecture at Jiangzhou Medical University before, and I seemed to have gained more than 2 million worship points...

"I'm not nervous yet." Xian Fen smiled. Fang Han was just a stubborn duck. He was incoherent just now, so why are you fighting monsters...

But being nervous is normal. Who can not be nervous? Thinking about the scene at that time, Xian Fen felt that he would forget to say what he would say when he went on stage.

The car entered the community and before it could stop, Zhou Tonghui called.

"Old Zhou."

"Xiao Fang, have you arrived?"

"It's already arrived, the car is being stopped. Brother Xian and I are here." Fang Han replied with a smile.

"Xian Fen?"

Zhou Tonghui laughed and said, "It just so happens that I don't have to ask someone to pick you up. Xiao Xian knows the place, so come to Mr. Luo first."

Luo Yuanchen is the honorary vice president of Yan Traditional Chinese Medicine University. He also has an office here, but few others are there.

Xian Fen knew the place. With Xian Fen coming together, Fang Han could do less detours, so Zhou Tonghui didn't have to take someone to pick him up.

When he knocked on the door, Zhou Tonghui's voice came from inside: "Enter."

Fang Han pushed the door and went in, and Luo Yuanchen and Zhou Tonghui were the two in the office.

"It's still early, let's sit first."

Luo Yuanchen smiled and greeted: "What should I drink?"

"We are not thirsty." Xian Fen said hurriedly.

"Xiao Xian is still kind."

Xian Fen didn't say anything. In front of Zhou Tonghui and Luo Yuanchen, Xian Fen really didn't dare to be too presumptuous.

"Then let's have tea."

Zhou Tonghui smiled and poured a cup of tea for the two of them, and then asked Fang Han: "Xiao Fang, what are you going to say today? Are you ready?"

As he said that, Zhou Tonghui looked at Fang Han. Is this kid here empty-handed?

"I probably have ideas, so I can adapt to the situation at that time." Fang Han said relaxedly.

Although Yan Chinese medicine doctors are so creeping tigers and hidden dragons, Fang Han is not afraid of a group of students.

"Is this confidence?"

Luo Yuanchen smiled and said, "It is a good thing to be confident."

"Then I'll watch Xiao Fang's performance later."
To be continued...