"Why?"
Being declared the loser by Lin Tian before even competing, Zonggao felt very discontent.
"Because even the national basketball team wanted to recruit , and I refused. If one day you also get an invitation from the national team, then I'll accept your challenge."
National team?
Zonggao's face turned red. He had already put out his best skill, but he didn't expect to be utterly defeated.
At this ti, Liou Qingcheng also spoke up, "Even if you beat him, what then? My heart is already filled with him; it's impossible between you and . Besides, what do you take for? A piece of trade commodity? Do you think I'll choose you when you disrespect like this?"
Zonggao's face turned even redder, even his ears were burning. He felt a sense of utter sha.
Even he thought Liou Qingcheng had a point. Only then did he realize he'd made a grave mistake—disrespecting her!
When pursuing a girl, if you don't respect her, then it's pretty much a death sentence. This is sothing all n know, including Zonggao.
"Even if I can't win you over, I still want a match with Lin Tian. I want to see what kind of skills the national team really has!" Zonggao said gruffly. In the end, he was still not convinced.
Lin Tian shook his head, "No match."
"Why not!" Zonggao roared, coming here full of confidence. But being ignored like this, is there anything more infuriating?
"Because there's no need. Who do you think you are? A family elder? Or my son? Why should I compete just because you say so? Besides, if I compete with you, it would be a one-sided massacre—boring, not interested."
"And... don't you think you're being childish? We're all adults now, let's use so mature competitive thods: if you can use your personal charm to lure Qingcheng away from , then that's your ability. Of course, your fate will be miserable as well."
Zonggao stood there in frustration for quite a while, trying to co up with a retort to Lin's words. But the phrase 'Don't you think you're being childish?' left him speechless, unable to think of a coback.
He opened his mouth, about to speak, when the class bell rang. Zhao Xuefeng entered with the ringing.
He was strict with student discipline and also self-disciplined. Being on ti is the most basic courtesy.
As soon as Zhao Xuefeng stood on the podium, the noisy classroom imdiately quieted down.
No one wanted to be tagged with disrupting class discipline by Zhao Xuefeng, or there'd be copying of dical texts.
Yet, one person hadn't returned to his seat—that person was Zonggao, still standing beside Liou Qingcheng lost in thought.
Zhao Xuefeng slightly frowned, holding the microphone on the podium, and spoke sternly, "The student please return to your seat, and put the basketball away quickly. We are starting class."
Zonggao finally ca to his senses, apologized to Zhao Xuefeng, and ran back to his seat in a fluster.
As Zhao Xuefeng glanced around the classroom and saw Lin Tian, a smile suddenly spread across his face.
Everyone was puzzled. Zhao Xuefeng had always been a stern second-in-command, so why was he suddenly smiling, and with such a gentle look... strange...
Lin Tian slightly nodded at Zhao Xuefeng, as a form of greeting.
Zhao Xuefeng also nodded slightly, then connected the computer to the projector and began, "Students, before we start today's class, I have sothing off-topic to say. Let's consider it good news."
Everyone's eyes turned curious.
Zhao Xuefeng then opened a slide presentation with the prominent title "dical Summit" printed on the projection screen.
"Does anyone know about this summit? The first one to raise their hand and answer will get one extra point for their final grade," Zhao Xuefeng said, holding the microphone.
Lin Tian suddenly rembered that a few days ago when he was discharged from the hospital, Director Sun Chuanrong had invited him to such a summit.
If Zhao Xuefeng hadn't ntioned it today, he would have forgotten all about it.
Not many people raised their hands, just about three or five, but the first to do so was Zonggao, raising his hand high.
Zhao Xuefeng said, "Then let's have the student in the basketball jersey answer. You were just late and it's impolite to wear a jersey to class; please avoid doing so in the future."
Zonggao felt a bit frustrated. His grades had always been excellent, and he thought Zhao Xuefeng would know him, but didn't expect to be referred to as 'the student in the basketball jersey' as if he were a stranger in his eyes.
Even more frustrating was getting criticized again.
Taking a deep breath, Zonggao stood up, first giving Lin Tian a provocatively glance, before saying, "The dical Summit is an event hosted by the dical Association of Kanyue City, held every two years at the Great Hall of the dical Research Institute in Kanyue City. All renowned physicians across the country are invited to the summit. It's a prestigious event in the heart of every healer, and everyone who attends is a well-versed physician—an important event."
Zhao Xuefeng nodded in satisfaction, "What you said is mostly correct. In simpler terms, it's just a gathering of people passionate about dicine, discussing the future of dical science. Everyone freely speaks, competing on the sa stage. This gathering makes no distinction between traditional and Western dicine; everyone shares their views, which helps dicine advance."
After adding this, Zhao Xuefeng looked at Zonggao and asked, "What's your na?"
"Zonggao," he replied.
Zhao Xuefeng nodded, "So you are Zonggao, hmm, your grades are indeed quite good. I'll add one point to your final grade, sit down."
Zonggao felt a bit proud inside, thinking that his grades were more than just good. Beyond the standardized test scores, his knowledge of traditional dicine could certainly rank in the top ten of his grade level because his grandfather was a traditional physician. From a young age, he'd absorbed a lot of knowledge through exposure.
This dical Summit was sothing his grandfather often talked about, but unfortunately, lacking the ability, he had never been invited.
Before sitting down, Zonggao once again proudly glanced at Lin Tian, but found he wasn't paying attention to him at all. With a snort, he finally sat down.
"The good news I ntioned earlier is related to the dical Summit. I'm honored to have been invited, and since I'm a teacher at our school, the summit agreed to let bring five students to observe and learn."
Once Zhao Xuefeng finished speaking, the whole class erupted. Just hearing Zonggao and Mr. Zhao praise the dical Summit so highly, of course they all wanted to see it for themselves.
Zhao Xuefeng pressed his hands downward gently, and the classroom gradually quieted down again. Everyone watched him with bated breath.
"Do you all rember the quiz from a few days ago?" Zhao Xuefeng asked.
"Yes," the students responded, not understanding why the topic was being linked to the quiz.
"Well, the quiz scores have been posted in the announcent group of each class. Those who did well, don't get complacent; those who didn't, work harder. The purpose of the quiz was to select the top five students in terms of scores to attend this summit. Does everyone agree with this?"
What could anyone have to say? Zhao Xuefeng was already being very fair. Those who couldn't go weren't skilled enough, and there was nothing more to say.
Zonggao's heart was racing with excitent because he happened to be the fifth!
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