Chapter 613: Singing every night, working hard

After dinner and helping Youjia and Wang Xinyi clean up the dining table and kitchen, Su Xiaomei said goodbye and left at the urging call from her family. Zhang Wenzhong originally wanted to give her away, but she refused. She walked out of Haiyun Villa Community by herself, stopped a taxi and went home.

After Su Xiaomei left, Zhang Zerui also returned to his respective rooms and began to meditate. As cultivators, they naturally could feel the many benefits that Lingju brought to them. They all wanted to seize this opportunity, temper their Taoist hearts as soon as possible, consolidate their cultivation, and avoid such things as being possessed by the devil.

After Zhang Zerui and others went upstairs, Zhang Wenzhong turned his head and asked Youjia, who was sitting beside him: "Do you want to go back tonight?"

Before Youjia could answer, the monsters in the living room all stood up and wanted to eavesdrop. At the same time, the blazing gossip fire also burned fiercely in their hearts.

These little thoughts of the monsters were naturally seen by Zhang Wenzhong. He raised his hand and snapped his fingers. This sound that didn't sound like Youjia was loud, but it was as loud as thunder in the monsters' ears, which made them dizzy and there was a buzzing noise in their ears.

Just when the monsters were in great pain, Zhang Wenzhong threw a warning look at them, which clearly meant: "This time it is a small punishment and a big warning. Can you still dare to eavesdrop on randomly in the future?"

Youjia didn't notice this scene. She lowered her head with a red face and said, "You have the final say, I will listen to you."

Zhang Wenzhong leaned into her ear and whispered: "Everyone listens to me? Then how about we go and practice dual cultivation?"

"Okay." You Jia nodded shyly, then chuckled "giggled", but was picked up by Zhang Wenzhong and was carried into the room.

Just as the door of Zhang Wenzhong's bedroom was closed, the doors of several rooms next to him were opened quietly. Three big and one small and four heads were poked out from the inside, and it was Zhang Zerui and others.

Seeing that others were acting the same as themselves, they couldn't help laughing, and then covered their mouths again, fearing that they would laugh too loudly, so they were heard by Zhang Wenzhong and Youjia.

Zhang Zerui, who always had a stern face, now smiled happily and said to Zhang Chenggui with a smile: "Old man, congratulations, look at this, I'm afraid you will have another great grandson in no time."

Zhang Chenggui was almost unable to stop smiling and said, "Tongxi, Tongxi, don't you have another grandson?"

Xiao Liannan was confused when he heard this, raised his head and asked Wang Xinyi, who lived in the same room with her, "Auntie, what are you doing in the room?"

"Uh..." Wang Xinyi was really choked by her question.

Wang Xinyi, who didn't know how to answer this question, could only smile bitterly and say, "You are a child, why do you care about these things? Okay, stop watching, hurry up and follow me to go back to the room to rest and recuperate!" Immediately, she dragged Xiao Liannan back to the room and closed the door.

On this night, some people slept well, some were recuperating all night, and two people were tossing and turning in the room.

The next day, Zhang Wenzhong and Youjia got up early.

Although they had to work hard all night last night, under the influence of the dual cultivation, the two of them not only did not look tired at all, but they also looked refreshed and energetic. Especially Youjia, after being cultivated for a night, both the Taoist heart and the cultivation level were more pure and stable than before.

Such a good thing was obviously something Youjia had never expected before. So when eating breakfast, Youjia couldn't help but come to Zhang Wenzhong's ear and whispered: "I didn't expect that doing such things will actually have a role in consolidating and improving cultivation. It seems that we have to do more of this kind of thing in the future."

Zhang Wenzhong couldn't help but laugh and joked: "What, are you eating the marrow and savoring? As long as you are willing, there is no problem with singing and singing every day."

Zhang Zerui and others happened to walk downstairs at this time, and vaguely heard the last few words of Zhang Wenzhong's words, and asked curiously: "Who is Brother Shen? What happened to him?"

Youjia's face suddenly turned red. Taking advantage of the opportunity when no one noticed, he quietly pinched Zhang Wenzhong's waist and said shyly: "You're going to die. You're talking so loudly that Uncle Zhang and the others heard it. Fortunately, they didn't hear much, otherwise I wouldn't have the face to stay in front of them anymore."

After breakfast, Zhang Wenzhong explained to his family a few words and then went out to the campus hospital of Yongcheng University. After a while, Su Xiaomei came to his house and started to meditate in this spiritual residence with Youjia and the Zhang family. In order to avoid being obsessed with the future practice, even if they have been boring in the past few days, they have to grit their teeth and persevere. What's more, for them who have just become cultivators, the matter of reciting is actually not very boring, but it is a bit fresh.

When Zhang Wenzhong came to the hospital in Yongcheng University, there were still more than ten or twenty minutes before the work stop. However, as usual, the doctors and nurses in the hospital in the campus came to work early.

However, what surprised Zhang Wenzhong slightly was that in his clinic, in addition to the graduate students he brought, there was also a gray-haired old man. Hu Qiang, the director of the campus hospital, stood beside him with a cautious look, looking as if he didn't dare to speak out even more.

When he saw Zhang Wenzhong walking into the clinic, the old man immediately stood up to greet him with a smile and said, "Professor Zhang, it's been a long time since we met."

Zhang Wenzhong also recognized the identity of this old man. He is the old president of Yongcheng University, an academician of the Chinese Academy of Sciences, and an educator who educates countless people.

Zhang Wenzhong admired these real experts and real educators from the bottom of his heart. So, he quickly stepped forward, shook hands with Guo Wenbin, and said, "Principal Guo? Why are you here? If you have any instructions, wouldn't it be enough to make a phone call?"

Guo Wenbin joked: "I don't have that big air and can call a world-renowned medical expert around. What's more, I still ask you about Professor Zhang this time. After thinking about it, it's better to visit you in person." His smile looked like Maitreya Buddha at the entrance of the temple. And he did have the name of "Maitreya Buddha" in the mouth of the students of Yongcheng University.

Hu Qiang, who was standing beside him, said: "Principal Guo is waiting for you here before 8 o'clock. I originally wanted to call you, but Principal Guo refused to let him go, saying that he was afraid of delaying your rest..."

Guo Wenbin smiled and said, "I am old and always wake up very early. I am idle too. It's better to come here and wait for Professor Zhang. However, it's not that I have come early, and it's not that I have gained anything. At least, I have witnessed the good learning atmosphere in your school hospital. It's good, quite good."

Although he knew that this good learning atmosphere was brought by Zhang Wenzhong, as the nominal dean of the campus hospital, Hu Qiang couldn't help but show a little pride on his face after hearing Guo Wenbin's praise.

After a few greetings and making concise words, Zhang Wenzhong went straight to the point and asked, "I wonder what was Principal Guo coming to me today?"

Seeing Zhang Wenzhong mentioning the serious matter, Guo Wenbin's expression became serious and said, "I have heard about your lectures in the school hospital yesterday. I originally wanted to come and listen, but my old bones were really too crowded for young people, so I didn't come to join in the fun. I came to you today, just to invite you to give a few open classes in the days before the official school starts. According to what I learned, because your class was so good, many people were still unsatisfied after listening and wanted to continue listening..."

After listening to Guo Wenbin's purpose, Zhang Wenzhong smiled slightly and said, "No problem. After yesterday's incident, I just happened to want to give a few more classes."

Guo Wenbin was overjoyed when he heard this and said 'Okay'. He immediately pulled Zhang Wenzhong to discuss all the matters related to the lecture.

In the next few days, Zhang Wenzhong would explain medical knowledge in the conference hall specially prepared for him every morning.

The school chose to give lectures in the conference hall instead of in the classroom because the school considered that there were many people coming to listen to the class and was afraid that the classroom would not be able to accommodate it. However, the facts proved that they still underestimated Zhang Wenzhong's appeal and influence. The people who came to listen to the class actually squeezed the spacious conference hall out of nowhere. They could use the idiom "crowded and crowded" to describe the grand occasion on the scene.

Under such circumstances, Yongcheng University had to use TV and live broadcasts to simultaneously play Zhang Wenzhong's lecture videos, which avoided the danger of emergencies such as *** or stampede because there were too many people coming to listen to the class.

In addition, there is another thing that everyone did not expect.

Because Zhang Wenzhong gave a lecture before the start of school, many students who originally planned to return to school on the start of school had to try every means to return to school early. In order to be able to listen to Zhang Wenzhong's lecture with your own ears on the spot.

Life is just like this, dull and fulfilling. In a blink of an eye, the school day is here. Zhang Wenzhong's open class has come to an end. This also makes many students feel deeply regretful and reluctant.
Chapter completed!