Yan Murong suddenly felt that it was too easy to make money. In the past, he jumped up and down the mountain and killed bears, wolves and other wild beasts, but he never got a penny. Last night, he castrated a Thai man, and again
After killing an African, he actually made a billion dollars - and it was still in US dollars.
According to today's exchange rate, it was more than six billion Chinese dollars. When he returned to Teng Xiangling's house and Teng Xiangling gave him the bank card, the guy was so excited that he couldn't sleep all night.
Old man, have you seen it? I am a billionaire now. Hum, you are so stingy. Now that I am rich, I will go back and buy you a pack of melon seeds to eat.
After the excitement, Yan Murong calmed down and began to think about the future.
Judging from the current situation, it seems to be developing well. At least the first step has been taken. Maybe I should go to Chen Hanqing. His proposal seems to be good.
Not only are people prone to be foolish and do silly things when they are impulsive, but they are also prone to be foolish when they are happy. However, Yan Murong decided after careful consideration to find Chen Hanqing and become a teacher.
Chen Hanqing is right. It doesn't matter how many students he can teach, just three or two can be regarded as a contribution to the cause of traditional Chinese medicine.
But Yan Murong didn't think so. His idea was that he needed help - so he turned his attention to Chen Hanqing. If he found a few kids who didn't know anything and cultivated them, he wouldn't know.
How many years will it take? Since the University of Traditional Chinese Medicine has it ready, why bother?
"What did you say?" Teng Xiangling looked at Yan Murong in disbelief and asked. She felt that Yan Murong must have been talking in his sleep before he woke up. Otherwise, why would he be so crazy that he told her that he was going to be a teacher at the University of Traditional Chinese Medicine?
She remembered that Principal Chen had invited him, but he refused to agree, and now he had some illness and offered to become a teacher.
"I want to be a teacher in your school, is that okay?" Yan Murong repeated it again.
"You are sick?"
"I'm not sick."
"Aren't you refusing to live or die?"
"I figured it out now."
"Didn't you say that we can teach everything you can teach?"
"-----I teach better than you."
So, Teng Xiangling wanted to strangle this idiot Yan Murong to death.
How do you say this? I would rather believe that there are ghosts in the world than believe a man's bad mouth ----- Principal Chen tried his best to invite him before, but in the end it was like forcing him to go to the execution ground, and he found a lot of excuses to evade
, within two days, he took the initiative to ask for it. Is there anyone more capricious than him?
Was this guy stunned by the billion dollars, or was he choked by that big black African guy last night?
"Have you really thought about it?" Teng Xiangling asked uncertainly.
"Think about it." Yan Murong said with a serious expression. "I refused before because I had no money, so I have to work hard to make money - now that I have money, I have to work hard to repay the society. My ideal
It is to carry forward Chinese medicine and let people accept the treasures left by our ancestors. I even want to take Chinese medicine out of the country and to the world. These things cannot be done by me alone, so I want to teach more excellent people.
students, and then they will teach outstanding students - one after another, and one day, the whole world will know and believe in Chinese medicine."
A burst of impassioned speech made Teng Xiangling's brain temporarily absent-minded.
It turns out that this guy looks like an idiot, and his ambition is so big. Bringing Chinese medicine out of the country and to the world? This ideal is really too full.
After Yan Murong said this, he suddenly admired himself. It turned out that his eloquence was so good. Why didn't he notice it before? In this way, the next time he met Zheng Wuming, he wouldn't have to do anything.
Yes, you can defeat him just by opening your mouth.
"Okay, I support you." Teng Xiangling was infected by Yan Murong's passion. She clenched her fists tightly and said to Yan Murong with excitement on her face.
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After hearing what Teng Xiangling said, Chen Hanqing was stunned for a while, and then his wrinkled face turned into a chrysanthemum with a smile.
"Okay, okay." Chen Hanqing said "ok" three times in a row, then looked at Yan Murong and said. "Xiaoyan, it's good if you can figure it out. With you, our teaching team at the University of Traditional Chinese Medicine will be even more powerful -----
I am not praising you. Although you are young, I can say that your ability is definitely better than other professors, even better than me."
"Principal Chen is joking." Yan Murong said modestly. "What skills can I have? I have said before that except for things that cannot be taught, you can teach anything else that can be taught."
"He also said in the morning that he teaches better than us." Teng Xiangling complained and sold Yan Murong out.
"Uh-----" Chen Hanqing was about to praise Yan Murong a few more words, but was stunned by Teng Xiangling's sudden words, and then burst out laughing. "Haha, Xiaoyan is right.
, just with his skill of using luck needles, he is definitely better than what we teach."
Yan Murong smiled on her face, but in her heart she wished she could hang up Teng Xiangling and give her a beating to satisfy her hatred. Why do you say that Principal Chen is also a leading figure in the field of traditional Chinese medicine today? You are not saying this to embarrass others.
Is that so? I have studied Chinese medicine for most of my life, but you say it is not as good as me. What will people think?
"Let's do this." Chen Hanqing thought for a while and said. "Xiaoyan, since you have thought about it, don't be an honorary professor and just lead a class. How about that?"
"Ah? Is this okay?" This time it was Yan Murong's turn to be stunned. He did not expect that Chen Hanqing would directly let him be the legendary head teacher.
"You don't have to worry about the teacher's qualification certificate and the medical qualification certificate. I can help you get the teacher's qualification certificate, but you need to take the exam for the medical qualification certificate yourself - but with your medical skills, you can't do it even if you think about it.
How difficult is it?"
"Then ----- okay." Yan Murong thought for a while and agreed.
Being a class teacher also has the benefits of being a class teacher. In universities, there are many students who stay in school after graduation, and there are also many class teachers. However, when they are class teachers, they only lead the class and do not know how to lecture. A class teacher like him who both leads and lectures is very difficult.
Not to mention, he is still so young. But it is better this way. He can get to know some students' information with good people and find some students who are suitable for Chinese medicine.
"Well, it's settled then." Chen Hanqing said with a smile. "It just so happened that the head teacher of a class in the junior year was transferred to the freshman class. You can go to that class - by the way, you are going to speak
what class?"
"Anything is fine." Yan Murong said without hesitation.
"That's good." Chen Hanqing thought for a while and said, "I'll go over with you later. You give a lecture on traditional Chinese medicine diagnostics first, and I'll listen to it."