Supreme Medicinal God

Chapter 391: The teacher is sensible

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"You've already said it, he's just a rumored boyfriend, not a real boyfriend. If you, a big star, are willing to be my real girlfriend, I promise that every time you call, I'll answer the phone on the first ring."

Hearing Liu Feifei's happy laughter, Ye Feng's mood became much better and he joked.

"Want to become a regular employee? Or let me observe for a while..."

"I am a very talented person, why do I need to be examined..."

"Hmph, you are so beautiful..."

Liu Feifei snorted disdainfully, then asked, "Are you busy recently?"

"It's OK, just classes every day, physical education class on Friday, and a performance at the welcome party..."

Ye Feng answered with a smile, and then asked curiously: "You ask these questions, are you planning to come and see me?"

"Congratulations, you guessed it right! The crew will be on holiday in two days, and I would like to ask you to help me treat my illness..."

After saying that, Liu Feifei deliberately dragged her voice and said, "But since you sound so busy, forget it. Let's talk about it when you're free."

"No, time is like a woman's nipple hook, if you squeeze it you will always have some. As long as you come, I will have time no matter how busy I am."

Ye Feng smiled and looked around, hoping that Liu Feifei could disguise herself when she came, otherwise, with her influence, it would definitely cause a sensation.

"You're a big rascal, you never say anything nice."

Listening to Ye Feng's words, Liu Feifei was speechless for a while. Then she thought about the time when she wore her underwear backwards and the deep kiss that day. She couldn't help but blush and her heart beat fast. She quickly changed the subject and asked, "What are you going to perform at the welcome party?"

"What else could it be? Playing the guqin. But the instructor disliked it, saying it was too monotonous and it would be better to find someone else to cooperate with me."

Thinking of this, Ye Feng felt a little depressed.

"Then I'll help you. You play the piano and I'll dance with you."

As if possessed by magic, Liu Feifei blurted out.

What

Ye Feng was stunned. He really didn't expect that Liu Feifei would actually volunteer to help.

However, if she really came to help, the show would definitely be wonderful and overshadow everyone else; but once the news of two people performing on the same stage got out, I don't know how the tabloids would write it off, and it would be bad if Jiang Yixue misunderstood me again.

"It's a happy decision. See you on Friday!"

Seeing that Ye Feng didn't say anything, Liu Feifei was afraid that Ye Feng would refuse, so she hung up the phone quickly after she finished speaking.

After hanging up the phone, Liu Feifei patted her chest and let out a long sigh of relief.

The brief phone call of a few minutes had made her so nervous that her palms could not help but sweat.

Then, she revealed a sweet smile that would drive those otaku fans crazy. She looked at the screen saver of the photo of her and Ye Feng kissing on her phone and murmured to herself, "I can hear your piano again..."

Ye Feng naturally knew nothing about Liu Feifei's little thoughts. After hanging up the phone, he began to study the black hair carefully again.

The more Ye Feng studied it, the more he felt that the black hair was indeed not human hair, but the hair of a wild animal.

What puzzled him was how the beast's black hair appeared on Tu Qing's clothes.

After thinking about it for a long time, Ye Feng still couldn't figure it out, so he was too lazy to think about it anymore.

Tu Qing will definitely cause trouble for him anyway, and when the time comes, he can bring Heimaomao out to ask about it, and everything will become clear.

Time flies and soon it's Friday.

After the results of the baseline test came out and the news that Ye Feng was the founder of Xiantian Yiwu Tang spread, except for Han Xiaoyun, other teachers turned a blind eye to Ye Feng in class.

As long as he doesn't disrupt class discipline, the teacher won't say a word whether he is sleeping or playing with his cell phone.

It's very simple if you think about it carefully. The courses we learn in the first year are all basic, and the level of these teachers is not very high.

Ye Feng was able to create Xiantian Yiwu Soup, a best-selling medicine in the market, and his level was several levels higher than theirs.

It was a blessing that Ye Feng didn't pick on them during class. How could they have the urge to cause trouble for Ye Feng

Ye Feng was happy with the teachers' attitude, so he used the class time to study the Medical Heart Sutra in the ring, and then joked with Jiang Yuxin, Wenrou and Lan Ling'er, taking advantage of them.

He lives such a carefree and comfortable life that he wouldn't even trade it for an emperor.

There are no classes on Friday morning. After the English class in the afternoon, it is time to make up for the physical education class that Tu Qing missed last time.

On the way to the playground, Ye Feng suddenly realized that he had not seen Tu Qing in school since the results of the last baseline test came out. Even when he asked him about the performance in the WeChat group, he was elusive and disappeared after just one question.

After arriving at the playground, Ye Feng was surprised to find that Tu Qing was still not there. Waiting for them was a middle-aged man wearing a white Tang suit with his hair neatly combed back. That hairstyle looked a bit like a low-profile version of Chow Yun-fat.

"Hello, students. Teacher Tu is busy today, so I'd like to give you a lesson in her place. My name is Bai Da, so you can just call me Teacher Bai."

After gathering the students, Bai Da introduced himself first, then said with a smug look on his face: "The physical education class we offer to freshmen at Tongren Medical University is Tai Chi. In this area, I am quite experienced. I have won first prize twice in the national Tai Chi competition, and now I am a nationally certified Tai Chi seventh-degree master!"

Seventh-duan Tai Chi who won first prize twice!

"Teacher Bai, can you shoot from a distance?"

"Teacher Bai, do you know the Wudang sect's unique skill, the Tiyunzong?"

"Teacher Bai, can Tai Chi really be used to move a thousand pounds with only a little effort?"

As soon as these words came out, the students in Class 4 started chattering among themselves, and many of them looked at Bai Da with more admiration.

Ye Feng shook his head speechlessly. The lecherous old man had taught him Tai Chi before.

It was also said at the time that the Tai Chi performed in those so-called martial arts competitions were all flashy and superficial, and they didn't even touch the surface of real Tai Chi.

"Both the Mountain and the Cloud-Tibetan Crossing are fictional creations, not real..."

Bai Da saw that his classmates lost interest after hearing his negative words, so he changed the subject and said with a smile: "But using a little force to move a huge object is indeed what can be achieved in Tai Chi Push Hands. Teacher, I can't push a huge object, but I can still push a person a few meters away... Are there any classmates willing to cooperate with me and give it a try?"

Upon hearing this, everyone shook their heads.

Who has nothing better to do than to be slapped and pushed several meters away

"Since none of my classmates are willing, I will choose someone myself..."

Bai Da had already noticed that Ye Feng looked disdainful when he mentioned the list of names, so he pointed at him and said, "Classmate, come and help me."

"Teacher, are you sure you want to choose me? Or should we find someone else? What if I get embarrassed?"

Ye Feng smiled strangely and shook his head to refuse.

He was afraid that he might not be able to control his strength and kill or maim Bai Da, which would be no fun.

Bai Da thought Ye Feng was afraid of being pushed away and embarrassed, so after getting into a standing position, he stretched out his hand and said confidently: "Don't be afraid, teacher knows how to strike with moderation. I will use at most 50% of my strength to push you three steps away..."