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From Li Qingcheng, Qin Luo learned a principle of life: whoever makes you unhappy, just make him sad.

"Xiao Qin, are you really the descendant of Taiyi Divine Needle?" Teacher Zhu took the initiative to ask, regardless of the previous conflicts with Qin Luo.

He even tried very hard to put a smile on his face. But he was too stingy, so the smile was so small that it would not even be easily noticed if people didn't observe carefully.

"No." Qin Luo shook his head.

Teacher Zhu felt as if a big stone had fallen to the ground, and even the little smile on his face disappeared.

"That's right. Let me just say, how is this possible? Xiao Min, where did you get this newspaper? It couldn't have been made up by the students themselves, right? It's really random playing." Teacher Zhu said with a dark face.

Qin Luo smiled and said: "I am indeed not the descendant of Taiyi Divine Acupuncture. The media's statement is wrong. Because, in this world, I am the only one who knows this kind of acupuncture. No one has passed it down to me, so I am not the one who knows it."

The heir of."

"you------"

"Teacher Qin, you have to sign an autograph for me. I want to show it off to my classmates. Haha, it's incredible. I actually work in the same office as the descendant of Taiyi Magic Needle." Xiao Min actually took it.

He brought a notebook over and asked Qin Luo to sign it.

After Qin Luo wrote the words "flying Qin Luo" in her notebook, the little girl screamed again.

"Xiao Min. What do you mean by shouting in the office? Do you still look like a teacher? Even if you are a descendant of that kind of thing, what's the big deal? There are so many people selling dog-skin plasters these days. Those reporters don't have any sense at all.

He has a sense of responsibility and dares to write randomly without investigating anything clearly. He is not afraid of misleading readers." Teacher Zhu did not dare to confront Qin Luo, so he had to teach Xiao Min a lesson instead.

"Teacher Zhu, you don't understand. Taiyi Divine Acupuncture is very powerful. I have read a report about Taiyi Divine Acupuncture before. I heard that it uses Qi Luck Acupuncture. It is very magical."

"I don't understand? Why don't I understand? I-----"

Teacher Zhu wanted to say something else, but the class bell suddenly rang.

Qin Luo nodded to Xiao Min, took the textbook and walked to the classroom.

Walking on the road, Qin Luo suddenly found that more and more people were paying him attention. Students also kept coming to greet him.

"Hello, Teacher Qin."

"Teacher Qin's clothes are very handsome."

"Teacher Qin, can you sign your name for me?"

"Teacher Qin, there is eye mucus in your eyes."

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Qin Luo knew that yesterday's interview must have been published in the newspapers. These students were very well-informed, so they started to pay attention to him immediately.

When Qin Luo came to the classroom, he was even more shocked by the spectacular scene in front of him.

The classroom, which originally had only more than 80 single seats, was filled with people, and the number of people turned out to be no less than 200. Some students brought their own chairs, but many students did not have chairs to sit on, so they stood in the back row of the classroom.

Seeing Qin Luo walking in, the noisy classroom suddenly became extremely quiet. After this scene lasted for two or three seconds, it began to boil and boil like a suddenly exploding oil pan.

Moreover, what made Qin Luo laugh or cry the most was that he found that many boys in the classroom were imitating him in wearing robes.

White, black, cyan, long, short, loose, tight ----- Even Li Xiong, the guy with a fleshy face, came over wearing a dark cyan robe. What did Qin Luo think?

awkward.

People wear robes to look elegant and elegant, but why are these people dressed like gangsters?

Temperament. Temperament. Do you understand?

Wearing robes requires temperament. These educated bumpkins.

Qin Luo patted the table with a eraser, signaling for everyone to quiet down, and said, "I think everyone must have a lot of questions to ask, right?"

"Yes." Everyone shouted in unison, happy that Qin Luo knew what was going on.

"I'll give you five minutes. Then we'll start class." Qin Luo took out his cell phone from his pocket, checked the time, and put it on the desk.

"Teacher Qin, are you really the descendant of Taiyi Divine Needle?"

"Yes."

"Teacher Qin, is your sect a sect? Is it the same as Shaolin Wudang in martial arts novels?"

"It's a school of thought. A school of medicine."

"Teacher Qin, do you know kung fu?"

Qin Luo didn't even need to answer this question, his students had already answered it for him.

"Of course Teacher Qin knows kung fu."

"That's right. Teacher Qin's skills are very powerful. We have all seen him. He is so handsome."

"Teacher Qin defeated several gangsters by himself without getting hurt at all."

During the last KTV conflict incident, many students in the class witnessed Qin Luo fighting with others.

In Qin Luo's eyes, his own skills were nothing. He just practiced Sanshou a few times, and his ability to identify and hit acupuncture points was more powerful. But in the eyes of these students, he was already astonishing.

"Teacher Qin, can you teach us the Taiyi Divine Needle?"

"Yes. I am happy to teach him to you. However, this is really difficult to learn." Qin Luo said with a smile.

If there is a chance, he really wants to find a few successors.

"Teacher Qin, I like you."

"I like you too."

"Giggle, really? Then I want to marry you. Don't you want to marry a Chinese wife? I am a genuine Chinese girl. Can I show you my ID card."

"-------"

Seeing Qin Luo eating poorly, everyone laughed.

"Teacher Qin, which store did you buy your clothes at? What brand are they?"

"Teacher Qin, what do you usually like to do?"

"Teacher Qin, do you play games? Do you know how to play Dota?"

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These students asked more and more detailed questions, as if they wanted to know everything about Qin Luo. They completely treated Qin Luo as a star.

At the end of the class, Qin Luo actually felt tired.

Originally, he had only fifty students. After Ma Xu left, there were only forty-nine students left. These students all had a certain foundation in traditional Chinese medicine, so it was not difficult to teach them.

However, as more and more students came to observe, his workload also became heavier.

If you don’t understand, you need to ask questions, and asking questions takes time. Even if each person has one question, there are dozens or hundreds of questions to answer in one class.

Qin Luo thought that the school should give him double his salary.

What he didn't know was that because there were too many students observing his classes, his courses made some teachers who taught Western medicine very dissatisfied.

In the past, students who studied Chinese medicine went to Western medicine courses because they believed that Chinese medicine was useless and it would be very difficult to find a job after they went out.

However, the current situation is reversed. Naturally, some arrogant Western medicine teachers will have some prejudice against him.

A teacher named Wang Zihao of the Medical College of Western Medicine publicly expressed his resentment towards Qin Luo. He once said in class that if there was an opportunity, he would discuss medical skills with him.

When Qin Luo was about to go back to the office to drink some water, Wang Jiujiu chased him from behind.

Aqua blue jeans, a T-shirt with cartoon patterns inside, and a red hoodie outside.

Wearing a pair of Tibetan-style silver earrings on her ears, without any makeup, she looks as beautiful as nature.

Anyone who sees this girl will only think that she is an overly pretty girl next door. They will never imagine what kind of amazing family background she will have.

"Teacher Qin, are you thirsty?" Wang Jiujiu asked with a smile.

"Yeah. I'm getting ready to go back to the office to drink some water." Qin Luo smiled and nodded.

Wang Jiujiu quickly took off the crossbody bag on his shoulder, opened the zipper, took out a glass with the same cartoon pattern, and said with a smile: "I know you like drinking tea. I made it for you especially. My dad

The best Longjing. How about you try it?"

With that said, he handed the cup in his hand to Qin Luo.

Because Wang Jiujiu has always been accustomed to sitting in the first row, Qin Luo knew clearly that this glass with a cartoon zebra pattern was actually the cup from which Wang Jiujiu drank.

Sometimes, when seeing her pretty little mouth holding a straw on it, Qin Luo would also feel a little thirsty----

"This is not good." Qin Luo was embarrassed to accept it.

"What's wrong? It's all prepared for you anyway. I don't like drinking tea very much either." Wang Jiujiu said seriously.

Qin Luo declined again because he was too embarrassed to use the straw that Wang Jiujiu had sucked into his mouth. Instead, he unscrewed the bottle cap and took a few sips directly from the edge of the cup.

"It is indeed good tea." Qin Luo said with appreciation. Even the tea brewed in this glass cup still retains its charm.

"Really? Then I will bring you a drink every day when I attend your class." Wang Jiujiu said happily.

"No need to bother."
To be continued...