"Disciples from the aristocratic family are indeed amazing!" Xu Zhixin? ?

Xu Zhi knew clearly that what Jiang Zibo said was correct. The Jiang family was an investment in him! And it was an investment that was stable and profitable. Even if they misjudged and failed to practice, what could they lose? But what if they succeeded in practicing? The Jiang family valued its potential!

But does Xu Zhi care about the possible calculations of the Jiang family? Will a dying person, a person who wants to go through the last part of his life? Do you care about this?

Xu Zhi didn't know, so Xu Zhi closed his eyes and realized the secrets and techniques of exorcising things, and didn't think about it any more.

Before the second class was over, Xu Zhi had already gained something. Xu Zhi even felt that if he had obtained this secret technique of exorcising things, the last sniper would never have escaped on a stormy night that day! He could even save the sniper of the special police!

Unfortunately, luck made people so hard that Xu Zhi only got this secret technique today.

As the bell rang for the end of get out of class, all the students got up to clean up and prepared to go to another classroom. Only Xu Zhi was still sitting in the seat with his eyes closed, as if he was asleep. Pu Xirun, Bai Yuehua and others were worried about coming over to visit, but they were all stopped by Jiang Zibo. Although Jiang Zibo and Dongfang Hui were puzzled, their eyes swept over the indifferentness on Jiang Zibo's face. They knew that there must be a reason, so they all took their backpacks and left. Just as Qing Jiaoting looked away with a slightly worried look, Xu Zhi suddenly opened his eyes, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he whispered: "So that's it!"

Jiang Zibo raised his eyebrows and said strangely: "What is this?"

"That's it!" With Xu Zhi's voice, suddenly, the book in front of Jiang Zibo suddenly floated up. Although it only flew a few inches, it made Jiang Zibo's eyes fall out.

"Damn, you... are you still human?" Jiang Zibo raised his hand and patted the book lightly, but felt a force like wind holding the book. He couldn't help but cry. As he said that, Jiang Zibo hurriedly looked around again. Fortunately, there was no one else in the classroom.

Xu Zhi stood up, packed up his things, and smiled and said, "If you want to learn, I can teach you!"

"Nonsense!" Jiang Zibo replied, "I want to learn, but I don't have any gratitude! Can you help me?"

Xu Zhi paused for a moment, thought for a while, looked at Jiang Zibo apologetically and shook his head, "I'm sorry, I can't help you with this."

"That's it!" Jiang Zibo said without any special regret, "I don't even have any gratitude. What's the point of learning this?"

"Let's go with the flow!" Xu Zhi said casually.

Although it was just three words, Jiang Zibo shivered, looked at Xu Zhi incredibly and asked, "What did you say?"

Xu Zhi had already packed up at this time, and looked at Jiang Zibo for some reason and said, "What's wrong?"

"Are you..." Jiang Zibo just said a few words, and the classroom door was pushed open, and Murong Fan walked in. "What are you doing?" Jiang Zibo seemed to know Murong Fan and asked with a frown.

Murong Fan glanced at Jiang Zibo, ignored it, but looked at Xu Zhi and said, "Come with me!"

"Why did he go with you?" Jiang Zibo raised his hand to block Xu Zhi and said, "Do you have any misunderstandings about him?"

"What should I have misunderstanding about him?" Murong Fan asked lightly.

"You know what misunderstandings are." Jiang Zibo did not answer positively, but said, "I only know that Xu Zhi is my classmate, and I will not let him leave you."

"The problem is..." Murong Fan's expression remained unchanged, he glanced at Jiang Zibo and replied, "It's not that I want to find him!"

Xu Zhi didn't know the person who looked for Xu Zhi at all. He was an old professor named Feng Mozhi, and he was from the four-level department, and he was incompatible with the eight-level department where Murong Fan was. But when he saw Meng Guangqi next to Professor Feng, who was tall and blushed, Xu Zhi suddenly woke up and Xu Zhi hurriedly saluted the two old professors.

"Sit, sit..." Professor Feng looked approachable and asked Xu Zhi to sit down. Murong Fan next to him also poured a glass of water and brought it over.

"Xu Zhi, I just heard Mr. Meng talk about you saving people on the train. I'm very surprised. Where did you learn acupuncture knowledge?" Professor Feng asked with interest.

Xu Zhi has explained the reason several times, and now he has made a serious statement, so he can't doubt it. After hearing this, Professor Feng thought for a while and asked a few more questions. Xu Zhi answered calmly. Professor Feng clapped his hands and said, "Xu Zhi, you should take the exam for our fourth department! I will definitely let you go to a bachelor's degree and graduate school!"

Xu Zhi really didn't know what the four department is. It was not until the time he came that Murong Fan explained to him that Xu Zhi learned that there was a four-department medical department in Yongzhou International Economics and Trade College. In addition to rehabilitation treatment, medical equipment and other majors, this medical department also has traditional Chinese medicine major. Of course, the traditional Chinese medicine major in the medical department is not as detailed as the traditional Chinese medicine hospital. So at this time, Xu Zhi had to smile and said, "Professor Feng is highly regarded by me. I just like reading books since I was a child. If I really want to take the traditional Chinese medicine major, how could I pass the exam?"

"Old Feng!" Meng Guangqi smiled, "Even if Xu Zhi takes the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine, he will not be able to take the College of Economics and Trade, right? Wouldn't our College of Traditional Chinese Medicine be better?"

"Haha, that's right!" Feng Mozhi smiled, "Otherwise, the department would not have invited Professor Meng to our college as a visiting professor! Professor Meng, I've found you Xu Zhi. What you promised me before, but you have to count it!"

"Old Feng, what I promised you is of course counting, but Xu Zhi is here, but he hasn't promised me yet. How can I promise you?"

Xu Zhi asked in confusion: "Well, Mr. Meng, what do you want me to promise?"

"It's very simple!" Meng Guangqi didn't speak, but Feng Mozhi spoke first, "It's just to be a student for Professor Meng and study for a second degree."

Of course Xu Zhi knew about the second degree, but he didn't expect that one day, the school had to give him a second degree!

Looking at Xu Zhi's puzzled look, Feng Mozhi looked at Murong Fan next to him and said, "Murrong Fan, please explain it to Xu Zhi!"

"Okay!" Murong Fan agreed and said to Xu Zhi: "Xu Zhi, that's the case. Our school has a practice of second degree. After finishing the basic course, junior students can choose two majors with spare time. Both majors can take courses and get double degrees after taking credits. Of course, in special cases, you can take time in advance, such as sophomore or even freshman year, as long as you can pass the exam. For example, although this major is finance in the eighth department, because I like traditional Chinese medicine, I took Mr. Feng's second degree as soon as I started this year..."

"I understand!" Xu Zhi nodded and said, "This is similar to studying for a graduate student, right?"
Chapter completed!