In September, the library of University of Jiangjing Chinese Medicine.
Fang Qiu randomly chose an ancient book of Chinese Medicine "Bonesetting" from the bookshelf and came to the rest area.
As a freshman, he couldn't have military training because of the rain today, so he came to the library to read as soon as possible.
Although he didn't know much about Chinese Medicine before he was admitted to the university, it didn't hinder his interest in Chinese Medicine and saving people.
Of course, he had his own purpose of applying for the University of Chinese Medicine.
Fang Qiu pulled out a chair in front of a table, sat down, and put "Bonesetting" on the table.
He looked down at the book in front of him.
But he didn't open the book, just put his hands on both sides of the book casually.
Then, he gently clapped his right hand.
Then, a strange and miraculous scene happened!
Without any other movements, with just a pat, the pages of the book actually flipped by themselves without a sound!
In the face of such a strange scene, Fang Qiu looked as usual, as if everything was normal.
Fortunately, the university had just started and there were few people in the library, so no one saw the strange scene just now. Otherwise, they wouldn't think it was haunted and be scared to death.
Fang Qiu's right hand kept raising and clapping, and the book kept turning pages until it entered the main text.
He read it with great interest.
As soon as he finished a page, he raised his right hand again, ready to clap.
At this time, a rush of footsteps sounded from a distance.
Fang Qiu looked as usual and slowly put down his raised hand.
The book was quiet and didn't turn pages, but the voice behind him had arrived.
"Fang Qiu, I finally found you!"
Fang Qiu turned around and saw that it was the assistant head teacher of Class Three, Liu Feifei.
A beautiful and enthusiastic third-year senior.
He remembered on the first day of school, when Liu Feifei showed up and said that she was the head teacher of Class Three, all the boys in the class suddenly howled with their eyes shining.
"I didn't expect you to be so studious. When everyone is tired from military training and sleeping, you come to read?!"
Liu Feifei walked to the opposite of Fang Qiu, sat down, glanced at the book on the table, and said with appreciation. Then she asked curiously, "Ancient Chinese? Can you understand it? The course of orthopedics will be opened in the second semester of our Chinese Medicine major. It's a little early to read it! "
"I'm just looking around."
Fang Qiu didn't directly say that he could understand it.
He could indeed understand it.
"Your spirit is commendable!"
Liu Feifei praised. Then she stared at him with her big bright eyes and asked, "I called you for a long time, but you didn't answer. What happened?"
Fang Qiu was stunned when he heard that. He immediately took out the phone in his pocket and found that there were five missed calls. He said with some embarrassment, "I muted it. I didn't hear it."
Only then did Liu Xinjie nod in relief. It seems that he didn't intentionally not answer my call.
It was his first time serving as a teacher-in-charge, and he had high expectations for this group of freshmen. He didn't want a disobedient guy to appear in the class just a few days after school started.
"It's like this. The reason why I'm calling you is that our college has decided to hold an open-air Mid-Autumn Festival party for freshmen tomorrow night on the field. The college requires every freshman class to put on a show, so I'm calling you to sign up for your show. Everyone in our class has to sign up. Don't even think about running away. After signing up, I'll choose from among you. "
Liu Feifei explained and then asked directly, "What's your specialty?"
"Specialty?"
Fang Qiu thought for a moment and said, "Does playing the flute count?"
Hearing that, Liu Feifei's eyes lit up and she hurriedly asked, "How is his level? What level is the country? "
"Just so-so. I've never taken the exam."
Fang Qiu thought about his level and then compared it with the old master's level. He immediately made a quite pertinent evaluation of himself.
Liu Feifei was a little disappointed. She had thought that there would be another amazing show in the class, but she didn't expect that his level was just so-so.
"Can I listen to your playing first?"
At this time, she made up her mind. If his level was really so-so as the boy in front of her said, then there was no need to report it.
Fang Qiu said with some embarrassment, "Sure, but the flute is in the dormitory now."
Then he pointed to the book.
The meaning was obvious. "I want to read and don't want to go back to the dormitory."
"Xiao Fang!"
Liu Feifei's intimate "Xiao Fang" directly gave Fang Qiu goosebumps.
"Time is pressing. The show has to be reported at noon today. You have to be considerate to me!"
Looking at the beautiful female senior begging with a smile and a soft voice, Fang Qiu suddenly had a headache.
This move was a little too much for him!
"I'm sorry to refuse."
"But if I don't refuse, it usually takes me forty minutes to go back and forth from the dormitory to the library."
He really didn't want to waste too much time. Besides, he was a freshman and didn't have a library card, so he couldn't borrow books and could only stay in the library to read.
After a little hesitation, Fang Qiu said, "Well, senior, I'll play the hand flute for you. It seems that you can get a general idea of my level. How about it?"
"Hand flute? What's a hand flute? "
Liu Feifei looked puzzled and became interested again.
Fang Qiu explained patiently, "The hand flute is played by using both hands as the instrument's resonance box. It's very simple."
Hearing it was very simple, Liu Feifei's interest dropped again.
Seeing that Fang Qiu was so eager to learn, as the head teacher and the senior, she felt embarrassed to disturb him, so she could only agree to this compromise.
"Alright then, I'm all ears."
Seeing that he didn't need to go back to the dormitory, Fang Qiu put down the phone with a smile.
Under the gaze of the beautiful female senior, he directly folded his hands into the shape of a clasping hand, emptying his palms and putting his thumbs together to reveal a small hole.
His mouth was close to his thumbs.
His chest was moving.
Air came out from his mouth.
A beautiful melody instantly rang through the whole library.
"This is?"
Liu Feifei's eyes instantly widened, full of shock. She couldn't help but cry out, "This is Blue and White Porcelain?"
The next scene directly stunned her.
Fang Qiu actually nodded while playing, which didn't affect the playing at all.
Liu Feifei looked at Fang Qiu absentmindedly.
She originally thought that the hand flute was similar to whistling, but she never expected it to be so magical and play a melody like the sound of nature.
This move was too ruthless!
She really didn't expect that there was such a powerful guy hidden in her own class!
She had no time to think more and was directly immersed in the beautiful melody.
She seemed to feel that she was wandering in the antique scenery of the south of the Yangtze River, holding a pink painted oil-paper umbrella, standing on the stone bridge, leaning against the railing to look at the past thousands of years, seeing the birth of the beautiful blue and white porcelain, and seeing the melancholy and beautiful love story.
The sky is waiting for the misty rain, and I am waiting for you.
Smoke curled up from the chimney, thousands of miles away.
She seemed to be a bystander, but also the heroine of a melancholy and beautiful love story.
A kind of melancholy, a kind of longing.
Faintly lingering in her heart.
So beautiful!
So sad!
The melody continued, taking her to wander in the misty rain of the south of the Yangtze River. She was intoxicated and lingered, unable to go back.
…
After playing a song, Fang Qiu put down his hands and looked at the beautiful senior who was still immersed in the melody with some surprise. He didn't disturb her and continued to read.
One minute later.
The beautiful senior came to her senses and directly grabbed his hands, saying with her eyes shining, "So awesome! Fang Qiu, you are really awesome! It's so beautiful! "
"I've listened to the blue and white porcelain dozens of times, and it's the first time that I feel so immersed in it! Who could have thought that you could play the sound of nature with only a pair of simple hands! "
"Senior sister, you flatter me."
Fang Qiu hurriedly pulled out his hands and said with some embarrassment. He really didn't think his level was good.
"Not flatter at all!"
Liu Feifei directly denied Fang Qiu's self-evaluation, and then looked at him with hidden bitterness, "You still say you're so-so when you're at this level. I was almost fooled by you! Now, as the head teacher, I officially inform you that your program has been requisitioned. You don't need a flute, just play it with your hands! "
After saying that, she laughed excitedly, "Now our class has two programs, which will definitely shine."
"Two?"
Fang Qiu asked doubtfully, "What's the other program?" "Chen Cong's martial arts performance! This kid also hides his strength. He even doesn't say it. Although it's not as good as your performance, it's also a good program!"
Liu Feifei stood up, raised her fist at Fang Qiu, and cheered, "Our class depends on you two tomorrow night! Come on! "
After saying that, she directly took out the library card from her pocket and threw it to Fang Qiu.
"This is a reward from me. You can return it to me when your library cards are done."
After saying that, she hurriedly left.
Martial arts?
Fang Qiu looked at his hands and smiled.
He also knew martial arts.
But his was called martial arts.
Or martial arts.
Thinking of martial arts, Fang Qiu couldn't help sighing with a sad face.
He didn't know how the old master was doing now.
He started martial arts when he was three years old. This year, he was 17 years old. He had practiced hard for 14 years.
All of this was done without the knowledge of anyone, including his parents.
When he was three years old, he met the old master, who secretly taught him for 12 years.
Until the second year of high school, when he broke through a realm, he realized that the old master had a hidden disease. It was also at that time that he knew that in order to teach him, the old master had been suppressing the disease with his strong cultivation and did not go to treat it.
When he almost couldn't suppress it, the old master only left a sentence and left quietly, and no one knew where he went.
"I have nothing to teach you. Practice martial arts well. I'm going to treat the disease. See you again if fate allows it!"
He was very clear that the old master's injury was absolutely not easy to cure, otherwise it would not take so long.
As long as he thought that a person he met by chance when he was three years old had taught him for 12 years without complaint or regret, and he could not even help him a little bit, he couldn't help but feel a burst of guilt and pain in his heart.
Therefore, he applied for the University of Chinese Medicine.
He hoped to learn to be a highly-skilled doctor and cure the old master's disease.
And he also hoped to cure more people's diseases.
He was very clear that the shorter the time of learning, the less dangerous the old master would be.
He only hoped that the old master could hold on until that day.
What made him most embarrassed was that he didn't know what disease the old master had. Although he was aware of the existence of the hidden disease, he didn't know the specific condition.
Therefore, he couldn't focus on learning.
Therefore, he had no choice but to learn as much as he could about the treatment methods involved in Chinese Medicine, and try not to waste any time.
And the reason why he read the books on orthopedics first was that he was a martial arts practitioner, so he knew a little about muscles and bones, and he also learned some treatment methods for bruises and injuries from the old master.
Therefore, he learned the ancient books on this aspect relatively quickly.
He hoped to learn to be a highly-skilled doctor through this.
"I hope the old master is all right!"
Fang Qiu sighed in his heart. He put away the library card, calmed his mind, and continued to read.
The library also returned to its tranquility.
As Fang Qiu's palm kept rising and falling, the pages of the book kept turning.
Soon, he finished reading a book.
He stood up and entered the bookshelf to choose another ancient book on orthopedics.
He planned to read one subject at a time until he finished all of them, and only read the ancient books. If modern medicine could cure the old master's disease, it would have been cured long ago. The old master wouldn't have suppressed it for so long, so he chose to seek the method from the ancient books.
Soon, he finished reading another book.
Fang Qiu read very fast, so fast that he didn't look like reading at all, but turning the pages.
The morning passed, and Fang Qiu had read four or five ancient books on orthopedics.
Looking at the time on the mobile phone, it was already eleven o 'clock in the afternoon. He stretched and mobilized the internal Qi to circulate in his body, and the feeling of fatigue suddenly disappeared without a trace.
Holding the unfinished books, he chose a few more ancient books on orthopedics to take back to the dormitory to read.
He came to the circulation desk, handed the books and the library card to the librarian in front of him, who looked a little grim.
The middle-aged man casually glanced at the library card, and then glanced at the stack of ancient books, a trace of surprise flashing in his eyes. Then he looked up at Fang Qiu, and the surprise in his eyes was even more serious.
"A freshman? Can you understand them? "
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