You will never find anyone in Beijing, no, in the whole country, who can say this in front of Old Man Yan!

How audacious!

Zhuo Bufan looked around and saw other people's eyes staring at him. He finally realized that he couldn't hold back the spiritual communication and blurted out.

Alas! Trouble comes from the mouth!

Zhuo Bufan, who has received different education since childhood, can't help but sigh, never expecting that he would make such a low-level mistake.

Standing up slowly, Zhuo Bufan felt like he was on a dark stage, illuminated by a bright light. It turns out that what hurts people the most is not the boundless darkness, but the things forgotten in the darkness.

That light.

"Are you Zhuo Bufan?" Old Man Yan tried to pretend. It was easy for people to misunderstand him when he called out his name directly.

Nervous Huang secretly thought, I have already misunderstood.

"Shut up!" This time it was not Zhuo Bufan who spoke, but Mo Xiaoye!

"I didn't hear what you just said, please say it again!" Old Man Yan looked at Zhuo Bufan in the audience and felt that the young man in front of him was very ordinary. Apart from being handsome, he had nothing else. He was indeed typical.

The second generation of sticks!

In the eyes of Old Man Yan, those "second generation" people are either villains or "gods"!

However, he didn't know that as soon as he said it, Zhuo Bufan was startled. Is this old man also crazy? Or a masochist? I need to say what I just said again!

Who is this person!

Of course, it was impossible for him to say this.

Finally, his eyes were gently placed on the old man Yan behind the podium. Zhuo Bufan organized his words and said: "After listening to Director Yan's words just now, I had a lot of insights, so I blurted out the words "Go away and die."

In fact, I really feel sad for those people mentioned by Teacher Yan. Instead of living in this world without doing anything, it is better to die early and go to hell."

"Pfft." A student next to Zhuo Bufan couldn't help laughing. Zhuo Bufan said this as if everyone had no eyes. Could it be that no one saw the scene just now?

He had witnessed the entire process between Old Man Yan and Zhuo Bufan.

"You! You are such a sharp-tongued guy!..." Old Man Yan was angry to death, but he could only suppress his anger. Although what Zhuo Bufan said was extremely false, he really couldn't help Zhuo Bufan.

He was so angry that his whole body was on fire, and his every orifice was filled with smoke. All he had to do was to have the three corpse gods jump violently and fly straight up.

"Ring ring ring..."

Suddenly, at this moment, a phone rang, interrupting Old Man Yan's follow-up. Old Man Yan was stunned, and then took out a phone from his arms, which displayed a call from someone he never expected.

Number.

"Hmph! I don't care whose relationship you are relying on, and I don't care how you got in, but now that you are in, you will have the consciousness to go to hell! If you meet me, your little cleverness will be useless!" Old Man Yan said slowly

Slowly walked up to Zhuo Bufan, pointed at his nose, and then shouted to everyone: "That's it for today, we'll talk about it later! Disband."

It seems that the call just now was made by a very important person, but the strange thing is that Old Man Yan did not answer the call, but directly dismissed everyone before leaving alone to make the call.

"Smuggled in?" Zhuo Bufan was a little confused. He thought he was being troubled by Old Man Yan because of the gaffe he just made. Now it seems that something is indeed wrong.

After all, Zhuo Bufan is from the Zhuo family. After thinking of the words of the previous female teacher that you are Zhuo Bufan, I can't help but feel unfortunate for my intuition. It really does have an ominous feeling!

However, Old Yan still seemed to be a very elegant old man and did not directly find fault with Zhuo Bufan. If he had been another professor, I am afraid someone would have dropped out of Beijing Medical University on the first day!

However, after this incident, Zhuo Bufan's name immediately spread throughout Beijing Medical University among the freshmen.

**

In a corner of Beijing Medical University, Old Man Yan was standing there. Not long after, a young man wearing ordinary clothes walked over. It wasn't until he got closer that he saw that he was actually a young man with a buzz cut.

The young man is tall and handsome, with a strong body and a sunny face, which makes people feel very comfortable when looking at him, especially his eyes, which are as bright as the stars in the sky.

"Teacher Yan, hello!"

"Don't call me Teacher Yan, just call me Lao Yan." Old Yan looked at the short-haired young man with a smile and said, "Second weirdo, why did you think of looking for me?"

"Hehe, hasn't it been a long time since I visited you? I came here specially to see you." said the short-haired young man.

"Oh! You have such a great sense of filial piety? That's strange. I think you don't go to the Three Treasures Palace for anything. Tell me. If you have anything to do, just say it."

"Haha, Teacher Yan is still so sharp-eyed. You can see this. In fact, I do have something to ask Teacher Yan." The short-haired young man said.

"I've already called you Lao Yan, but you still call me teacher?" Old Yan pretended to be angry.

"Haha, you're welcome then, Lao Yan." The short-haired young man said sheepishly.

"Well, that's right. What do you want from me?"

"I have a younger brother who has come to Beijing Medical University and I would like to ask you to take care of him."

"Hahaha! It's great for your brother to come to Beijing Medical University. Young people should have ideals and ambitions and want to be doctors. Let alone your brother, no matter who he is, I will definitely help him to the end!" Yan

The old man was very happy. He thought that people who studied medicine were people with ideals and ambitions, so he must help them.

Besides, the short-haired young man is his son's savior. Even though he is only in his twenties, his level of Chinese medicine is no less than his own. If the other party hadn't refused to reveal it, Old Man Yan would have dragged him to the north.

He is a professor from the Medical University, who is also the head of the central government, and Old Man Yan really wants to introduce him to a few of them.

It's a pity that the short-haired young man is not willing. He would rather be an idle cloud and a crane than agree to Old Man Yan's request!

If it were someone else, Old Man Yan would definitely think it was shirk, but the young man with a short hair was different. Old Man Yan could feel that the other party was really unwilling.

Moreover, Old Man Yan can also feel that the other party has a profound background and great energy!

"What's his name?" Old Man Yan asked after a pause.

"His name is Zhuo Bufan."

"Zhuo Bufan?"

Old Man Yan's expression changed drastically.

…

"Old man, this is so irritating, old antique!" Shaking his right hand, Zhuo Bufan didn't expect that his second meeting with Old Man Yan would be so painful.

He is studying psychiatry in traditional Chinese medicine, not ancient Chinese medicine. Why should he study acupuncture? The most painful thing is flying needles!

Damn it, I know you are the first person in the field of Chinese medicine, but there is no need to show off like this, right?

Flying needle?

This is a secret that Chinese medicine does not teach!

What do you mean by teaching it to me? Do you want me to be a closed disciple?

When he thought of this, Zhuo Bufan felt a headache. Sure enough, after his cultivation level improved, some premonitions became stronger and stronger. When he gave a speech at the rally last time, Zhuo Bufan actually didn't mean to practice, because since West Kunlun

After coming out of the Dharma conference, he felt that a force seemed to be approaching him silently.

As a soul alchemist, Zhuo Bufan certainly knew that this was a premonition of the soul, just like when he had a premonition that something would happen to his parents, but Zhuo Bufan didn't know what kind of things would happen to him, so these

He began to practice hard every day, hoping to be able to protect himself by then.

But I didn't expect that it would lead to an episode involving Old Man Yan.

"Old man Xu, don't pretend to be dead, come out." Zhuo Bufan called to Mr. Xu impatiently.

"What's the matter? I was sleeping soundly!" Mr. Xu said in a pretentious manner.

"Look, how can this flying needle be completed faster?" Zhuo Bufan held a thick pile of water-soaked yellow paper in his hand, and a soft steel needle in his right hand. The yellow paper had already

It's densely packed with pinholes.

"Hehe, as far as I know, that old man has taught you all the treasures he has been proud of in his life! You should study hard and seriously! Besides, how come you are also a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building? How can you be

These ordinary people are troubled by these things!" Mr. Xu said with a smile, looking nonchalant.

"Damn! This is a flying needle, and the yellow paper is still soaked in water. Even if I use my spiritual power, it is not easy to penetrate. How can I practice if I continue to do this!" Zhuo Bufan said impatiently.

It's not that it can't be done, but it takes too much time. Time is very precious to Zhuo Bufan now. He doesn't want to have the experience of his parents disappearing again.

"Why are you so anxious? This is just the first step. Later, there will be silver needles, golden needles, wooden needles, and bone needles!" Mr. Xu knew a lot. At this time, he couldn't help but smile and hit Zhuo Bufan.

This hit Zhuo Bufan, and he felt extremely happy. Even if Zhuo Bufan didn't like to practice before, now he is racing against time to practice, so he is no longer in a hurry.

"My God, there are so many tricks. Isn't this more painful and troublesome than cultivation." Zhuo Bufan looked up to the sky and sighed.

"It's really useless. Are you still an alchemist in the middle stage of foundation building like this?" Mr. Xu cursed loudly, changing his face faster than flipping through a book. As soon as Zhuo Bufan's cultivation was mentioned, Mr. Xu felt very angry and angry.

"Damn! Damn old man, which side are you on?" Zhuo Bufan also stretched out his arms and wanted to fight with Mr. Xu. When he urged me to practice before, he urged me like a ghost. Now when I see others torturing me, you

I'm actually very happy.

Mr. Xu did not respond.

Strangely, Zhuo Bufan was about to curse again.

Suddenly, Mr. Xu said: "Wait a minute, there seems to be some evil spirit!"

"Is there evil spirit?" Zhuo Bufan immediately paused. This was the second time he heard Mr. Xu mention this term since he met Liu Dan's classmate Feng Li.

The lights dimmed instantly, and Zhuo Bufan hid in the darkness. The night was very quiet, but Zhuo Bufan felt the cold wind blowing eerily.
Chapter completed!