271: C271 I Am the Teacher

C271 I Am the Teacher

Downstairs.

In the Department of traditional Chinese Medicine Courtyard.

Shen Zhengyang and Ye Lee walked along the road, after they had discussed the treatment and the relevant class schedule, there were no problems at all, and the process was relatively smooth.

"Ye, there's something wrong with Professor Plum's body right now. I'm afraid a portion of the pressure will fall on you as well."

"Regarding the Chinese medicine course, do you have any ideas on how to start?"

"I already have some ideas." Ye Lee laughed.

"Mmm, anyway, I'll leave this course to you. I believe you can also arrange it well."

"I'll go arrange a broadcast. Oh... I almost forgot. How about I bring you to the classroom to get familiar with it? "

"No need, I'll take a walk around here first."

"That's fine too."

Shen Zhengyang made a phone call from the flower garden, and then walked towards the broadcast control room.

Ye Lee started to stroll by the side, there was still some time before the class start.

It had to be said that the environment within this first-rate academy was not bad. Just the sports field was already much bigger than Ye Lee's previous two schools.

Glancing around, one could see the students at the event, as well as the university ladies wearing cool and refreshing clothes. The atmosphere of youth was very rich.

Ye Lee took two photos on his phone and sent them to Mom.

Suddenly, a swift wind sound rang out.

"Be careful, student!"

Ye Lee turned his head, only to see a basketball smashing towards him at a very fast speed.

He reached out his hand and caught it.

A boy in sports clothes ran over apologetically, "Classmate, I almost hit you. I'm so sorry."

Ye Lee laughed, and then directly returned the ball to his opponent, "I'm fine."

The boy said, "Looking at your reaction, you must have played basketball before, right?"

Ye Lee was startled, and nodded: "I have learnt some before."

"Let's play together. How many shots?" The boy laughed mischievously as he pulled Ye Lee towards the field.

Ye Lee's face revealed astonishment, but it was obvious that it was difficult to maintain a good relationship.

The name of the boy was Jiang Ming, a sophomore in Tsinghua University and also a member of the basketball team. The boys who liked sports were usually very enthusiastic, especially the students who were still on campus.

"Haha, Jiang Ming, go pick up the ball. Why did you bring him over?" A few guys on the basketball court laughed.

Jiang Ming said, "I nearly got hurt just now. In order to apologize, I have to get this bro to throw a few more balls."

"Come on, it's starting!"

A few boys moved, and Ye Lee was clearly in Jiang Ming's group.

When they were trying to steal the ball, Jiang Ming smiled at Ye Lee and directly passed the basketball to Ye Lee. When he saw Ye Lee catch the ball with one hand, he felt that this brother must be an expert.

Ye Lee took the ball and looked at the basketball in his hand. He couldn't help but feel a little regretful, he probably hadn't played basketball for a year or two already.

"Quick, dribble the ball! They're blocking us!" Seeing Ye Lee standing there in a daze, Jiang Ming asked anxiously.

The other two boys had already wrapped up the ball and were ready to snatch it.

Ye Lee came back to reality and shot the ball into the air with one hand. The two boys beside him couldn't help but be stunned.

The reason they were at a loss wasn't because of Ye Lee's position, but because this location was coincidentally two meters away from the basket, about ten meters away from it. This brother wasn't jumping when he was shooting at this distance, he probably wasn't an idiot.

But in the next second, the two boys became completely dumbfounded!

The basketball drew a strange parabola in the air.

Putong! He threw it into the basket.

When the people on the field saw this scene, their mouths were wide open in shock and they were petrified.

The girls who were watching the ball outside had stars in their eyes. "So handsome!"

The basketball hit the ground and bounced twice before the others recovered from their shock.

Jiang Ming swallowed his saliva. With a face full of shock, he said, "Bro, this ultra 3-point ball of yours is something a pro player has trained in!"

With such a casual attitude, he felt that if the other party wasn't lucky, then his strength would truly be terrifying.

The other boys gathered around.

"Awesome!"

"Big brother is so strong!"

Ye Lee was at a loss for words. He seemed to have revealed a little too much, "Luck, just luck."

"Another one!"

"Yes, another one!" The surrounding male students were excited. That long range shot from before was almost comparable to the glory of the NBA match.

At this time, the Department of traditional Chinese Medicine Department's broadcast rang.

On the campus, in the field, a voice kept repeating itself.

"Notice: The students of the < Traditional Chinese Medicine > course will gather at the lecture theater in Building # 3 at 9 o'clock. Please pass on your message to everyone!"

The boys were immediately stunned. "This broadcast is calling us."

Jiang Ming was a little confused. "What's going on?"

A male student beside him said, "There's no need to guess. A new teacher has definitely come. It's almost the middle of the semester. It's finally here."

The few of them stopped playing and headed straight for the classroom in Building 3.

Jiang Ming noticed that Ye Lee was also heading in the same direction, and could not help but ask: "Brother, are you going to attend Chinese medicine class as well?"

Ye Lee did not say anything, but smiled: "En."

"What kind of teacher do you think he is?" Jiang Ming said.

"It must be an old man, those who teach Chinese medicine definitely won't be young, maybe they'll all be bald." A male student said.1

"But at least we've brought him here. If so, at least someone will inform him or her that we won't fail the exam."

Ye Lee, who was at the side, could only hear it and could not help but laugh bitterly.

In the campus.

At the same time, there were many people who heard it.

"A new teacher has arrived."

"You just arrived and you're about to start lessons today?"

"Not necessarily. Maybe I just need to get familiar with it."

"The Chinese medicine class is so boring. Maybe it's another old man. What a tragedy."

"Hehe, that's not up to you. If you don't want to fail, you have to go!"

In the lecture theater of the third teaching building.

Very quickly, a lot of students came one after another.

The classroom was rather spacious, it was enough to accommodate three to four hundred people. Due to some reasons of Elder Liu, < < Traditional Chinese Medicine > had temporarily been adjusted for specialized courses, and now that the lecture had started again, other than some students who had not returned, the rest of the Department of traditional Chinese Medicine students had all arrived.

Naturally, no one went to the first row of the classroom. To the students, this was a restricted area. Jiang Ming and the others sat in the second row and chatted, but there was no sign of the new teacher.

"Why isn't he here yet?"

"It should be around nine o'clock by now."

"It's alright to play with your phone …"

Many people took out their cell phones, some had their heads lowered, playing games, and some had even started to play. Ye Lee realized that this Tsinghua University student was not too different from the students he had in his previous two books.

Jiang Ming was a little confused, he looked at Ye Lee: "Bro, why aren't you sitting down, the teacher is about to arrive."

Ye Lee shook his head, just as he was about to say that he was a teacher.

At this time, there was a commotion at the door.

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