"You eat. I am going to school today, so you don't have to follow me. I will teach you a cultivation method later, and you can practice at home. When your second sister goes to the restaurant in two days, you can go and help her."
Ding Ning said with a smile. He decided to teach Demon Wolf the Barbarian Physical Exercise Technique, who was a good candidate for martial arts and had the fighting intuition like a beast. He should not be wasted.
"Is it like the cultivation method that Brother Hou practices?"
Demon Wolf's eyes brightened instantly. Yesterday, he watched Xia Hou practice, and he also practiced with him, but he couldn't grasp the essence of it at all.
"Yes!"
Seeing that he was interested, Ding Ning nodded with a smile.
"Okay!"
Demon Wolf was not pretentious. He nodded quickly and did not hide his joy on his face.
He had always relied on the fighting intuition cultivated from growing up in a wolf pack to fight, and he had never practiced systematically. Yesterday, when he saw Xia Hou practice, he knew at a glance that this cultivation method was very powerful, which made him very envious.
He thought that after a period of time, when everyone accepted him, they would allow him to practice this advanced cultivation method, but he did not expect that Ding Ning trusted him so much that he would impart it to him without hesitation, which made him feel more and more moved.
Xia Hou and Demon Wolf only got along for a short day. Both of them were taciturn people, and their communication was less than ten sentences, but Xia Hou liked this wolf-like boy very much.
At this moment, when he heard Demon Wolf's words, he was secretly happy for him. After all, those who were qualified to be taught the Tyrant Body Technique by his young master were absolutely trustworthy, and they were the young master's real direct subordinates.
He was very interested in Demon Wolf's fighting skills, which were similar to the martial arts skills he practiced in the Death Hunter Camp.
The only difference was that what he practiced was the martial arts skills of hunting and killing, while Demon Wolf's fighting skills were honed by hunting wild beasts. If they could learn from each other and integrate into one, it would be more perfect.
Before, because he was not clear about Demon Wolf's position in the young master's heart, he could not have in-depth communication with him, but now he understood his position in the young master's heart, so he did not need to worry about anything.
After breakfast, Ding Ning imparted skills to Demon Wolf and hurried to the school in the Phaeton that had just been repaired.
After being hit by a large car twice, Ding Ning learned from the painful experience and spent a lot of spirit crystals to draw dense defensive runes on all the cars of his family.
Not to mention being hit by a truck, even if the Phaeton was hit by a missile, before the spiritual power in the rune was depleted, it would not be able to break the Phaeton's skin. It was ten times more resilient than a bulletproof armored vehicle.
The only pity was that the Spiritual Power in the world was too thin. Once the Spiritual Power in the talisman markings was depleted, they had to promptly replenish it with Spiritual Crystals. This made him feel rather pained. After all, his and Luoxue's cultivation required a large number of Spiritual Crystals.
The most depressing thing was that he, who was only in the Earth Martial Arts Realm, failed to fill up his Dantian even though he had consumed a whole piece of supreme-grade Spiritual Crystal of Water. The mermaid had clearly said that the spiritual power contained in the supreme-grade Spiritual Crystal of Water was enough for ordinary people to cultivate to the God Martial Arts Realm.
This puzzled him, and he even suspected that there was something wrong with his Dantian.
It was the rush hour. Ding Ning took the opportunity to shuttle through the traffic like a fish and finally arrived at the school before nine o 'clock.
The multi-purpose lecture hall was very large. Usually, it was used as a venue for meetings between the teachers and students of the academy or for small-scale cultural performances. But today, because of a public lecture, it was overcrowded.
Not only were the three thousand seats filled, but the aisles and the empty space at the back were also crowded with students, and there were still people pouring in from the back door to join in.
Only Mr. Hu and Mr. Zhang, the leading doctors in the medical field, could make so many students spontaneously come to the open class.
Although these students consciously controlled their volume and greeted familiar classmates or discussed in whispers, nearly five thousand students gathered together still caused the entire lecture hall to be filled with noise.
Mr. Hu, who was not supposed to come, was now sitting in the conference room of the medical college, talking and laughing with Mr. Zhang, Principal Lu, the new dean of the medical college, Yuan Jingsen, and more than a dozen experts and professors.
"Mr. Hu, if you let Ding Ning give a lecture without prior notice, won't the students retaliate?"
Yuan Jingsen asked with a worried face.
"Yes, although we know that Ding Ning's medical level is very high, the students may not accept it."
Principal Lu also looked worried and uneasy.
"I admit that Ding Ning's theoretical level and medical level are indeed very high, but teaching is different from doing research. I'm not optimistic about his teaching this time."
A gray-haired old professor spoke out his opinion truthfully.
"This is a public lecture for five thousand people. If he can't control the scene and these students make trouble, it will be troublesome."
Another old professor also worriedly raised his concerns, and the other professors also echoed, but they were not optimistic about Ding Ning.
"True gold is not afraid of fire. I believe in my little senior fellow apprentice."
Mr. Zhang drank tea leisurely and freely, showing strong trust in Ding Ning.
"I also believe in him. Let's wait and see. If something goes wrong, we old guys can save the day, right?"
Mr. Hu reassured everyone with a smile. Everyone thought it was true. The most famous professors of the medical college were here to endorse Ding Ning, so they were not afraid of any trouble.
The atmosphere suddenly became warm, and an old professor said with a smile, "Ding Ning has created many miracles. Let's watch the live broadcast."
"Yes, let's watch the situation. If something goes wrong, we can save the day."
"To be honest, I'm looking forward to Ding Ning's performance."
"Such a young genius comes from our medical college. It's a blessing for the school."
"That boy has never let us down. I hope this time will be no exception."
…
Although the professors were not optimistic about Ding Ning's teaching level, they still highly respected his medical skills. Their previous worries were also out of their care for him.
But at this moment, the calm appearance of Mr. Hu and Mr. Zhang infected them. They put down their worries and talked at once.
Although Yuan Jingsen was the dean, he was probably the least qualified among the people present. Facing the request of these seniors, he did not dare to neglect. He quickly turned on the projection and showed the scene in the lecture hall.
At nine o 'clock sharp, Ding Ning walked to the podium with a relaxed expression. He slowly looked around, and the five thousand people in the classroom suddenly became solemn and looked at him together.
"Who is he? Isn't it Mr. Hu's open class today? "
"Yes, who is this guy? He dares to stand on the podium. "
"Oh my god, is it that Mr. Hu can't come because of something, and his assistant came to inform him to change the time temporarily?"
"No, so many people come to listen to the class. Mr. Hu will come even if he has something important."
"Humph, I think this guy is a student from which class does he come to show off?"
"Wow, what a handsome boy. He belongs to me."
"Get out, little bitch. He is my cup of tea. Don't compete with me."
"Hey, why do I think he looks so familiar? I seem to have seen him somewhere. "
"Damn, which handsome boy don't you say he looks familiar? Damn fool. "
…
The silence only lasted for a moment, and then it was like a drop of water falling into boiling oil. The whole lecture hall was buzzing and boiling. The students stared at Ding Ning and whispered. All kinds of discussions and speculations were noisy.
"Be quiet!"
Ding Ning bent his index finger and touched the podium calmly. In such a noisy environment, his voice was extremely penetrating and clearly echoed in everyone's ears.
The noisy classroom suddenly became quiet. Ding Ning reached out to pick up the chalk, turned around and wrote two big characters on the blackboard behind him — Ding Ning.
He turned around and pointed at the name, saying loudly, "Mr. Hu can't come today. I will take his place in this open class. My name is Ding Ning. If you can't accept it, you can leave now."
The simple strokes and the simple name were full of the murderous spirit of a powerful army. Even the students who didn't know calligraphy could see that his calligraphy attainments were absolutely extraordinary.
The eyes of the students who knew calligraphy suddenly brightened, and some people couldn't help but praise in their hearts, "Good calligraphy!"
Ding Ning had a gentle smile on his face, which was as gentle as a gentleman. It was incompatible with the name on the blackboard which was full of the murderous spirit, but there was a kind of extremely complicated contradiction in it, which made people feel that it was so compatible.
Some students who were disappointed and wanted to make sarcastic remarks or turn away were deterred by his words. Their strong curiosity was aroused, so they temporarily stayed.
"Ding Ning, he is the miracle-working doctor Ding Ning."
A female student suddenly covered her mouth, and her excited exclamation suddenly sounded in the silence. It seemed to push dominoes and instantly set off a chain reaction.
"Ah, I was wondering why he looked so familiar. It turns out that he is my Ningning."
"Oh my god, I didn't expect to see my idol in this open class. I'm so happy."
"I've long heard that Ningning is also in our medical college, but no one can find him. I didn't expect that he would take Mr. Hu's place to give us classes. I'm so happy."
"Xiaofen, pinch me to see if I'm dreaming. I actually saw my husband."
"Go away, you nymphomaniac. That's my husband."
"Shut up, that's my husband. Husband, husband, I'm here!"
"Fuck, you are my girlfriend. How can you call another man husband?"
"You are my boyfriend, but Ningning is my spiritual husband. If you can't accept it, let's break up. Humph."
"I … Well, he is your husband, and I am your boyfriend. Why do I feel so uncomfortable in my heart?"
"Hee hee, be good. Just think that I am playing a game. You are my boyfriend in reality, and he is my husband in the game."
"It sounds a little more comfortable in this way."
"Husband, look here. I'm your little sweetheart. I'm here."
"Finally, I see Ningning alive. Oh, he is more handsome than in the video. I want to have babies with him."
…
As the first female student recognized Ding Ning, more people recognized him. The entire lecture hall suddenly turned into a sea of fans. Countless female students were so excited that their faces were flushed. They stood up, waved their arms, screamed, and shouted … trying to attract Ding Ning's attention.
More boys looked sullen and looked at Ding Ning as if he had killed their fathers. Those girls were either their girlfriends or their crush.
Now, the girls in their hands, who were regarded as treasures, were not goddesses at all. They shouted "husband" or "Ningning" and unreservedly wanted to have babies with him. How could they stand it?
In the crowd, a pair of big bright eyes stared at Ding Ning without blinking. She didn't stand up and shout like other girls, but just sat quietly in her seat and stared at him with the corners of her mouth slightly raised.
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