Self-cultivation of Male Supporting Role

Shi Yan turned to look at Cheng Yang, and found that Cheng Yang's fists hanging on both sides had blue veins, his jaw was tight, and his eyes were fierce as if he wanted to eat people.

But Cheng Yang quickly adjusted his mood, took a deep breath, calmed his face, turned to his three roommates and said, "I'll go and make it clear to her, you go up first!"

Feng Leilei was very considerate, feeling that Cheng Yang didn't want his friends to see his embarrassed side, and said appropriately, "We're upstairs, if you have anything to say!"

Cheng Yang nodded to express his gratitude to the three, but did not speak.

Shi Yan didn't say much, and followed Qian Duoduo upstairs. Walking to the corner of the stairs, he glanced at Le Anyan who was smiling proudly in the sun, and the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously.

When he walked to the door of the dormitory, Shi Yan chuckled lightly and said to Xiao Jia in the consciousness space, "You will be able to level up soon."

Xiaojia is puzzled: "Why? According to the regulations, team leader, you must successfully complete the tasks of the five worlds before Xiaojia can be promoted to one level!"

Shi Yan did not explain.

Xiaojia didn't find it, but it didn't mean that others didn't find it either.

Qian Duoduo asked with an irritated and puzzled face: "Le Anyan took a fancy to Cheng Yang, and it was outrageous from the very beginning, very outrageous! There is no basis at all.

The woman seemed to be coming directly at Cheng Yang, trying every means to get around Cheng Yang.

Could it be that Cheng Yang can still be the kind of billionaire father in TV dramas and novels, and now that father only has one child, Cheng Yang, sooner or later, he will let Cheng Yang drop out of school and go back to inherit hundreds of millions of properties?

This ride is like that! "

Feng Leilei looked thoughtful: "It's like an old lady in our village who has never been nice to her granddaughter. Suddenly she knew that her granddaughter was admitted to a good university and married a rich man, and she did everything possible to stick to it, and she couldn't get it apart."

Shi Yan said in his heart that although their guesses were not right, they were not far off.

Xiaojia died of curiosity, and rolled around and said cutely: "Team leader, team leader, what did you see? Can you tell me to sue me?"

Shi Yan didn't say anything, but in the past two weeks, he has entered the research room several times and locked himself in there so that no one can see him, and no one knows what Shi Yan did in it for Xiaojia.

In the days that followed, Shi Yan lived very well, and was favored by a professor of traditional Chinese medicine. The other party believed that Shi Yan was very talented in traditional Chinese medicine, and recommended Shi Yan to a vice president of the next-door University of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

The vice-principal surnamed Liu Aimin, approaching retirement age, still shines in the school, is very patient with students,

He also brought a few graduate students in person, and pointed out any problems the students had. He was a very meticulous and gentle person.

He and Professor Liu are cousins.

After Professor Liu introduced Shi Yan to his cousin, he said with regret: "If it weren't for the medical atmosphere of Beijing University, I would never want to bring this child out to you. I can't bear it, I really can't bear it."

Vice-principal Liu had a moustache, and when he heard the words, he stroked his beard with a smile. He seemed to be very talkative. He briefly chatted with Shi Yan and found that Shi Yan's basic skills were solid.

Unable to hold back, he asked a few more esoteric questions, and Shi Yan was able to express his own unique insights.

Principal Liu became interested and threw a few more questions. Originally, he wanted to test the depth of Shi Yan, but he couldn't stop talking, and the three sat together to communicate.

Shi Yan's attitude is neither humble nor arrogant, his views are original, and his basic skills are solid, especially his wide range of fields. Even Professor Liu who brought him was very surprised.

The three of them exchanged for two hours without knowing it, and when it was lunch time, Principal Liu still felt a little unfulfilled.

The old man stroked his beard and held Shi Yan's arm: "Come on, I'll treat you today, I'm free in the afternoon, let's talk, I recently encountered a very special case here, how about I take you to see it for yourself? "

Shi Yan and the two naturally have nothing to do with each other.

The old man was very happy, and while Shi Yan was going to the bathroom, he caught his cousin.

As if he remembered something, he asked casually, "This kid is really solid in basic skills. It's really a pity to learn Chinese medicine at your school. In my opinion, your school is accommodating, and I let this kid transfer to another school. Come to our school! Putting it in your school is a waste of good seedlings!"

The old man said that he was heartbroken. If he had heard from his cousin what a good seedling he had received before today, he would not have believed it. If there were no good seedlings in their traditional Chinese medicine school, they could not compare with the traditional Chinese medicine students from Beijing University next door?

Now the old man thinks so. After talking all morning, he has already thought about which relationship to use if he transfers to Shi Yan, under which professor's name, and which teacher's style suits him.

Arranged clearly.

Who knows that cousin Professor Liu's face is very complicated, and he asked quietly: "Do you know how long this child has been studying Chinese medicine?"

Principal Liu touched his beard and analyzed: "The basic skills are solid, the scope of coverage is wide, and all the knowledge is very thorough.

, at least ten years of experience.

The only downside is probably not enough actual combat experience.

But to be able to have the current level, you have to have talent in this area and work hard enough. "

Cousin Professor Liu's expression became more complicated when he heard this.

He slowly told his cousin, "If I told you, he has only studied Chinese medicine for less than a semester?"

Principal Liu shook his head flatly: "I won't."

Professor Liu continued: "And there has never been contact before."

Principal Li: "How is this possible?"

Professor Liu: "Traditional Chinese medicine is just a major he minored in."

Principal Liu: "No."

Professor Liu: "He is actually majoring in computer and mathematics, and he gets full marks in every course."

Principal Liu: "..."

Principal Liu: "Wait, what you said is true? Liu Aimin, don't joke with brother about this kind of thing!"

Professor Liu rolled his eyes to the sky: "If I'm joking, you will let the old man whip me back later!"

After Principal Liu confirmed the truth of the matter, his eyes that were always full of gentleness and tolerance towards students flashed: "You say, what does that child like most? Let's try to induce him to come to our school. , I will bring it myself!"

Professor Liu said speechlessly: "Cousin, did you make a mistake, you are now digging my corners in front of me, digging the corners of our school, you still ask me what to do? Let me give you an idea? Have you broken your head?"

Principal Liu waved his hand indifferently: "If this happens, it's for your benefit, it's not impossible for me, the vice principal, to be yours. What's the point of being an old Chinese medicine doctor in Beijing University all day long?

It is said that you are a professor of traditional Chinese medicine at Beijing University. When you come home every year, people think you are joking. No one knows that Beijing University has such a major! "

Professor Liu was stabbed in the sore spot, widened his eyes unhappily, and gave his cousin a series of denials: "You can't stop thinking about your dreams!"

Angrily, Principal Liu blew his beard and stared, but he still did not give up and continued to persuade his cousin to help dig the wall.

When Shi Yan came back from the bathroom, the private room door was not closed tightly. He heard that the two were discussing him. In order to avoid embarrassment, he stood at the door and waited for a while.

Unexpectedly, I heard the conversation between the two in the first place, and the corners of my mouth could not hold back the twitching, thinking that these two people were not very reliable.

When the quarrel inside was over, Shi Yan walked in at the right time, smiled very sweetly and simply said: "I'm sorry, two teachers, I met acquaintances outside just now, and it took some time."

Principal Liu is in the hall

The younger brother opened his mouth and pulled Shi Yan to sit down in front of him with a smile: "Come on, what's your name, teacher, you seem so blessed!

Old man, I look at you like I look at my own child, so I will call me Grandpa Liu in the future! "

Shi Yan said in his heart, how can this be in a hurry to be a grandson?

But as a silly white sweet, he immediately shouted sweetly: "Grandpa Liu!"

As soon as the old man was happy, he handed Shi Yan a private number: "If you have anything to do in the future, you can make this call!"

Professor Liu was stunned by his cousin's actions and wanted to stop him, but he didn't dare to speak under the warning eyes of his cousin.

Shi Yan accepted it with a smile, then took out his mobile phone: "Then Grandpa Liu, please write down my mobile phone number too! You can also add WeChat. If I have any questions, can I ask you on WeChat?"

Principal Liu smiled very kindly, and immediately took out his mobile phone and added Shi Yan as a friend: "Of course! Of course! Grandpa Liu likes diligent and studious children the most! If you ask questions, it's too late for Grandpa Liu to be happy!"

Professor Liu rolled his eyes when he listened to it, thinking that you can just pretend, when your student is okay, other people's children, you can be polite, gentle and polite to others.

Being your grandson is really bad. Which child in your family is not trained by you to live in dire straits every day?

When Shi Yan came home on the weekend, at the dinner table, he told his family very seriously: "I forgot to tell you before, I have minored in several courses in Chinese medicine. Professor Liu from the college liked me very much and recommended me to the students of the University of Chinese Medicine. Vice-principal Mr. Liu Aimin.

Teacher Liu Aimin also liked me very much. He felt that I was talented in medicine and wanted to accept me as a closed-door disciple, but I did not agree.

Because I feel that being someone else's closed disciple, you have to put all your thoughts in that field, so that you can be worthy of other people's thoughts.

But I obviously can't.

Even if I wanted to, the leaders above would not agree. "

Shi Yan concluded: "Although it's a pity and I'm sorry for Grandpa Liu's heart, but this is also the helplessness of a genius. Who told me that I was too good!"

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The house fell silent for a moment.

For a long time, Father Cheng said slowly, "Baby, when did this happen?"

When Shi Yan opened his mouth, he gave the exact answer: "One month and three days ago."

Mr. Cheng asked uncertainly: "Liu Aimin, the vice president of the University of Traditional Chinese Medicine? Still want to accept you as a closed disciple?"

Shi Yan nodded obediently, "Yeah."

Father Cheng and Father Cheng looked at each other,

Father took the initiative to speak: "Dad, if I remember correctly, their ancestors were the imperial physicians of the former imperial palace, and it has been passed down for hundreds of years.

The body of the old leader at the top is now conditioned by the old man of the Liu family. Principal Liu Aimin should be the one who is most valued by the old man of the family.

To be able to take the post of vice-principal, just feel that the principal's entertainment is too much, and it is troublesome. "

Grandma Cheng's thoughts were much simpler: "Oh, baby, tell your grandma honestly, why are you suddenly interested in Chinese medicine? Then do you still love mathematics and computers?

Are you tired of taking so many classes? Can you be busy? If we are too busy, let's give up some, don't grab it all! So tiring! "

Shi Yan nodded obediently: "Grandma, I'm not tired!"

After thinking about it, he got up and opened the backpack on the sofa, took out a business card with nothing but a handwritten phone number, and put it on the dining table: "By the way, Dad, this is the business card that Grandpa Liu gave me, saying that I have something to call.

But Professor Liu told me quietly later, let me not make this phone call casually, so as not to kill chickens with a knife, the professor asked me to hand this over to my parents.

No, to you. "

Old Master Cheng and his son looked at each other again, and both of them were a little numb.

I can think of it, this must be the contact information of the old man of the Liu family. Who doesn't want to live a long life in this rich and powerful family?

The one who is said to use traditional Chinese medicine techniques to make dying cancer patients live with cancer for more than ten years, who doesn't want to make friends!

Seeing that everyone didn't speak, Shi Yan asked softly, "Grandpa, do you feel pressured because I'm too good? It's not necessary, after all, there are few people in this world who can be as good as me.

If you have to compare with me, it will only hurt you more. "