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C960 Too Tasteless

Following behind Ning Caichen, Lin Fann felt that there was something wrong with his mind.

There was no problem with following him to class, but why did it suddenly become his lecture?

"Elder Ning, aren't you afraid of being scolded by the students?"

Looking at the curious gazes of the students on the way, Lin Fann sighed. "If I don't speak properly, it will affect you too much, Elder Ning."

"Young man, you should show some momentum."

Ning Caichen, who was walking in front, gestured at the courseware in Lin Fann's hands and said, "I've already prepared the courseware. You can just read it directly."

"Elder Ning, I don't think it's that simple."

The more relaxed Ning Caichen sounded, the more Lin Fann felt that there was a pit inside.

"Don't worry, it'll be fine."

Leading Lin Fann to a public classroom, Ning Caichen said with a smile, "Dr. Lin, are you ready?"

"How can I say no at a time like this?"

Seeing Ning Caichen's hand already on the door of the classroom, the corner of Lin Fann's mouth curved into a smile. "Let's begin, Principal Ning."

Ning Caichen was stunned as he felt the change in Lin Fann's aura. Then, he pushed open the classroom door.

How could a person's aura change so quickly?

"Good morning, students."

Looking at the packed classroom, Ning Caichen said with a smile, "There are so many classmates here today, surely they won't come to sleep?"

Hello, Dean Ning.

Being amused by Ning Caichen's words, the atmosphere in the classroom immediately became lively.

"The class I was looking forward to the most in a week is Principal Ning's class. Sleep does not exist."

"Ever since I attended Dean Ning's class, my waist and legs no longer hurt."

"Thank you, Principal Ning, for curing me of my insomnia."

Followed by a few weird sounds, waves of roars of laughter sounded out.

"If my class can cure your insomnia, it means that you chose the right course."

Instead of going up to the podium, Ning Caichen gestured to Lin Fann, who was behind him, "Let me introduce him to everyone. This is my friend Dr. Lin. Today's class will be presided over by Dr. Lin, and we welcome him with applause."

Clap clap.

The applause was scattered. Everyone looked at Lin Fann with curiosity.

There was also deep disdain.

He was around the same age as them, so how much knowledge could he possibly understand about TCM?

Even if he knew, he would probably just throw it away. It was obvious that he was here to get gilded.

"Dr. Lin, I'll leave the rest of the time to you."

Ning Caichen nodded towards Wu Tie, found an empty seat and sat down.2

If everyone thought Ning Caichen was joking, then after they saw Ning Caichen sit down, they all looked at Lin Fann in confusion.

What ability did a boy around their age have?

"Dean Ning has already introduced me, so I won't waste any more time."

Taking out a piece of chalk from the podium, Lin Fann tapped on the blackboard: "Can anyone tell me, how many acupuncture points do we have?"

"Three hundred and sixty-five acupuncture points. Same as three hundred and sixty-five days a year." An answer rang out.

"Good answer, our human body has 365 acupuncture points."

After knocking on the blackboard again, Lin Fann asked: "Can anyone tell me where the 365 acupuncture points are?"

"In our bodies, there is absolutely no problem with that answer."

"Three hundred and sixty-five acupuncture points, handsome brother, are you kidding?"

"Next, should I ask who can name three hundred and sixty-five acupuncture points?"

When the last sentence was spoken, everyone immediately reacted.

How was this a lecture? This was clearly trying to stall for time.

Trying to stall for time with such a small trick was truly a waste of time.

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