The next day, Chen Fei received a call from Chen Ziling and asked Chen Fei to go to Beijing University.

When he arrived at Beijing University, Chen Fei walked on the campus, looked at the once familiar campus, and recalled the scene of being a teacher here, and felt a different feeling in his heart.

However, compared with Chen Fei's campus at that time, the Beijing University campus now seems to be more lively, or more noisy.

In addition to ordinary students, Chen Fei walked through this short distance of hundreds of meters and saw several luxury cars speeding past. Several young men dressed in exaggerated clothes hugged a woman who was extremely exposed.

, and became intimate in public.

"Beijing University, when did the atmosphere become like this?" Chen Fei frowned slightly, feeling a little puzzled.

You know, when he was still in school, even a rich boy like Zhong Tianyu and Luo Feng would not act so exaggeratedly in school.

Just as I was thinking about it, a tentative cry rang out from the side, "Teacher Chen!"

Hearing the sound, Chen Fei turned his head and looked, and then found four students looking at him.

"What are you?" Chen Fei didn't recognize them for a moment.

Several students were excited when they saw Chen Fei turn around, "Teacher Chen, we are students from the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine. When you were freshman year, you took our class."

Hearing this, Chen Fei vaguely remembered that these students seemed to be students in his class.

So, Chen Fei smiled and greeted, "Hello!"

Then, he saw the insulation boxes and fruits held by several students, and couldn't help but ask, "Are you going to visit the patient?"

The student nodded and said, "Teacher Chen, we are going to see Dean Qin."

"Director Qin Hao and Qin. What's wrong with him? Are he sick?" Chen Fei asked with concern.

The student shook his head and said, "Director Qin is not sick, he is in a bad mood recently, so we want to see him."

Hearing this, Chen Fei looked at the time and found it was still early, so he spoke out: "I'll go with you!"

"Teacher Chen, that's great." Several students were extremely excited.

Immediately, several people marched towards the school’s staff dormitory together.

On the way, Chen Fei started chatting with them.

"Teacher Chen, are you going back to school and you want to come back to teach?" Some students looked at Chen Fei expectantly.

Chen Fei shook his head and said, "No, I just go back to school to take a look."

"That's a pity. Teacher Chen, if you don't come back, our college, besides Dean Qin, has another good teacher missing." The student sighed.

"One missing is another one? What's wrong with Dean Qin?" Chen Fei realized something and asked.

The student said: "Teacher Chen, you don't know yet! President Qin is about to be dismissed, and he will soon be the dean of our School of Traditional Chinese Medicine."

"What, why is this happening?" Chen Fei was a little surprised.

You should know that Qin Hao is a unique candidate in the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine of Beijing University, both in fame and strength. Chen Fei completely unexpectedly wanted to be dismissed.

"We don't know what the school is thinking! We actually wanted to remove Dean Qin and let those warriors come and mess up the school." A student said indignantly.

Chen Fei realized something and immediately asked, "Warrior? What does this mean? A warrior came in at the school?"

The student nodded and said, "Teacher Chen, half a year ago, didn't he start to enter the world? Many martial artists from the martial arts sects have all come out. Among them, some of the martial artists from our sects have entered our school, and some have

As students, some are teachers.”

"If they have real talent and knowledge or work well, we are welcome. But a considerable number of warriors are unwilling to work well at all, so they just come to the school to try it out."

"Also, they are completely unruly and do whatever they want in school. Beating students, keeping students, replacing teachers, and all kinds of things are emerging one after another. Now, a warrior has fallen in love with the position of the dean of the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine and wants to bring Dean Qin to the position of Dean Qin.

Push it down.”

"Director Qin saw the scene of these warriors acting in a bad way and was unwilling to let the other party harm our Chinese Medicine College, so he gritted his teeth and did not let go."

"Everyone complained and expressed dissatisfaction to the school many times. But these warriors have their own sects behind them and are very powerful. The school does not want to care at all, or dares not care, so they just let them do whatever they want and make the school do.

It’s so chaotic. If this continues, our Beijing University will be finished.”

After hearing this, Chen Fei thought of the sports cars and beautiful scenes he saw on campus just now, and couldn't help but frown.

During the chat, several people arrived at the staff dormitory.

Dean Qin’s home is on the first floor, and there is a small courtyard surrounded by fences outside, with some herbs planted inside, which are Dean Qin’s beloved things.

But when Chen Fei and the others walked to the yard, the situation they saw was in a mess.

Various herbs carefully cultivated in the courtyard, the flower pots were knocked over to the ground, the medicine sinks were directly overturned, there were many stones on the ground, and traces of fire could be seen.

"How could this happen?" Several students were instantly surprised.

Chen Fei's face darkened, looked towards the house, and rushed over quickly, "Director Qin will not be in trouble!"

After hearing this, several students rushed in.

In the room, Dean Qin Hao, who has always had a good temper, was blushed at the moment, staring at a man in his thirties in front of him and said, "You, how can you do this?"

The man sat on the chair and said indifferently: "Old guy, aren't there just a few pots of herbs? At worst, I'll pay you. Tell me, how much is it!"

"This is not a matter of money. These herbs are my hard work-" said Dean Qin.

Before President Qin finished speaking, the man waved his hand impatiently and said, "Okay, okay, stop talking. What a waste of effort, in the final analysis, it is not a question of how much money it costs."

"You, you, get out of here!" Dean Qin was extremely angry and pointed at the man and shouted angrily.

When the man heard this, his face turned cold, and a magnificent aura surged up on his body, and he snorted coldly: "Old guy, my patience is limited. I will decide the position of the dean of the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine. If you are sensible,

Just step back and don't let me do it."

"Otherwise, the next time you will be the ones who will suffer will not be your flowers and plants. It is your old bones." The man threatened.

"Even if I die, I will not let you harm the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine." President Qin said firmly.

"Old guy, don't eat toast, right?" The man's face darkened and he glared at Qin Hao.

Dean Qin remained unmoved and said proudly: "Unless I die, don't think you can get in touch with my position."
Chapter completed!