University is different from high school; there are no fixed classrooms.
Each class is in a different classroom, and today's class eting is held in a temporarily selected dium-sized classroom that can accommodate 150 people.
When Lin Tian arrived, the classroom was already filled with many people. Lin Tian glanced around and noticed not only his classmates but also those from Class 43, indicating that this was a combined eting.
Unlike high school, everyone preferred to sit at the back. In a classroom for 150 people, the front was sparsely populated with only a few girls sitting there, while the rest crowded the back, filling up the last three rows.
ng Nan also wanted to squeeze into the back but was stopped by Lin Tian, who chose a spot in the middle by the window.
Gradually, more and more students ca, and after the four from Liou Qingcheng's dorm arrived, they sat right in front of Lin Tian and his friends.
Wang Sicong's eyes went wide, and he patted Lin Tian's shoulder saying, "See that? Even if I pretend to be a loser, beauties still co my way."
Lin Tian was speechless. Just as Wang Sicong was about to greet the girls in front, the girl with the bun hairstyle turned around.
"Lin Tian, you owe our dorm a al," Sisi straightforwardly said.
Wang Sicong was taken aback. He hadn't even greeted them, and they were already talking to Lin Tian, seemingly quite familiar.
Lin Tian looked at her puzzled, "Why?"
"You've wooed away my good friend; treating us to a al is already a bargain for you."
After saying this, Sisi lowered her voice significantly and said softly, "If possible, bring a few handso guys. That wooden head is unnecessary."
Lin Tian laughed and patted Wang Sicong, saying, "Look, here's one. He's Wang Sicong, who missed out on the military training."
Sisi shifted from the left to the right, sized him up, and gave her evaluation, "Hmm, looks okay. But you and Lin Tian and the wooden head are of the sa type."
Wang Sicong was stunned, "Who's the wooden head?"
Sisi replied, "It's ng Nan."
"In what way are the three of us the sa?"
"You're all losers!"
Wang Sicong burst out laughing. Wearing clothes bought from a street stall, he didn't expect the effect to be so obvious!
At this mont, Zhao Xuefeng walked in with a laptop. He stood on the podium, scanned the room with his eyes, and then spoke into the microphone, "What's your attitude! Everyone move to the front, not a single seat should be left empty!"
Despite Zhao Xuefeng being a sixty-year-old short elder, he didn't hold back when he got angry. The students who were laughing and talking at the back slowly moved to the front.
As a result, Lin Tian's seat beca the second-to-last row.
Zhao Xuefeng cleared his throat and then smiled, "First of all, I owe everyone an apology. So matters arose at my ho during your first few days of school, so this class eting was delayed until now."
"Alright, let's start with tonight's class eting. So of you may not know . I'm your counselor, Zhao Xuefeng."
After speaking, Zhao Xuefeng picked up a piece of chalk and wrote his na and phone number boldly on the blackboard.
He tossed the chalk onto the desk and continued, "Note down my phone number. From 9:30 PM to 6:00 AM, do not call unless it's an ergency."
"After a week of military training, I can see that you've all gained so experience. I hope you can maintain that vigor. Now, let introduce our major, Ancient dicine. Who can tell what you think Ancient dicine entails?"
"Herbs, very bitter."
"Acupuncture is magical."
"And cupping."
"Massage."
Seeing everyone eagerly answering, Zhao Xuefeng smiled and gestured for everyone to quiet down.
"What you've said isn't wrong, but it's just the tip of the iceberg. The thousands of years of traditional dicine in Celestial Dragon Continent are our treasures. It mainly studies human physiology, pathology, and the diagnosis and treatnt of diseases. It originated in primitive society and took shape during the Spring and Autumn and Warring States Periods."
"It is profound and interesting, with knowledge waiting for you to explore. At the beginning of your studies, you may be confused and in pain because there is so much to learn."
"However, I hope you take it seriously because many people, under the guise of Ancient dicine, are out there swindling. I detest such people as they tarnish our national reputation, to the point that even we don't dare to trust it."
"I hope you achieve real mastery. If you're only half-baked, I won't allow nor let you graduate. 'Teaching without strictness is the teacher's negligence.' This is my responsibility. I won't allow anyone to insult Ancient dicine! Lastly, a heads-up, I will be strict, even stricter than your high school teachers. And I won't allow you to skip classes, not even one."
"Being my student is both your fortune and misfortune because it's too arduous. If anyone can't bear the hardship, after the class eting ends, you can transfer to another counselor's class or switch majors, and I can help you with that."
"Finally, I hope you all rember one thing: the rise and fall of Ancient dicine is every man's duty!"
When Zhao Xuefeng said these words, he was filled with righteous indignation, very serious, pressing the whole classroom's atmosphere heavily.
Everyone listened carefully to his speech; they probably didn't expect that the amiable-looking elder would be so stern.
"Clap, clap…"
Suddenly, soone in the quiet classroom began clapping. Then there was thunderous applause, and everyone clapped vigorously.
Zhao Xuefeng looked at everyone with satisfaction, gestured for silence, and then said, "I don't need your applause. I just hope you rember my words and cherish Ancient dicine."
"Alright, there is one more important thing today, which is the election of class officers. Let clarify in advance: there's no salary for being a class officer, at most you'll earn so extra credits. It's mainly an opportunity for you to develop yourselves, and it can also benefit you in future jobs."
"I initially wanted to elect class officers based on your performance in military training, but everyone perford well. So, nominate yourselves. Whoever wants to run for a position, co to the podium, write your na on the blackboard, and it's best to tell everyone your strengths or why you want to be elected. Let's start with Class 42."
Because of the inspiring words from Zhao Xuefeng, the atmosphere on site was warm and lively. Quite a number of students went up to the podium, wrote their nas down, and started giving speeches about their reasons.
So were stage-shy, others were confident, but all received enthusiastic applause.
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