Chapter 846： Fire dragon

Boom.

Qi Zao crawled into the bedroom and fell to the bed with one end, only to feel comfortable as if she had fallen apart and reinstalled.

"I will be a campus reporter again, and I will be punished for dating the third spare tire, marrying the eighth spare tire, and the second twelfth spare tire!" Qi Zao took a poisonous oath and did not want to move his neck.

The girl in the bedroom giggled twice: "Qi Zao, wake up, you don't have a boyfriend! You don't have a spare tire!"

"Ah ... don't I even have a spare tire? It's so painful, I can't breathe ..." Qi Zao played a few words, turned over, kicked off his shoes, and saw a few neat and neat clothes Is actually ready to go out.

"What are you going to do?" Qi Zao's keen journalist intuition once again played a role.

"Line up," replied the girlfriends.

"Library?" Qi Zao was surprised.

Girlfriends smiled and said nothing, only lowered their heads for a few seconds, and said, "Forward to you."

Hum.

Qi Zao's cell phone rang at the same time.

When she opened it, she saw a message on the school's public account, which was forwarded by her girlfriend:

Breaking news! Ling! Come back!

Qi Zao could not help but looked up in surprise: "Ling Xuechang is back? What are you doing back?"

"Nine tomorrow morning, come and give a speech!"

"So, are you going to line up for the lecture? From now until 9 o'clock tomorrow morning?" Qi Zao looked unbelievably at a few girls.

"Put the stool over before talking, and then we are going to take turns to guard it, just like those foreigners buying iPhones." My girlfriend said Xiaomaza, who raised the phone.

Qi Zao was speechless: "Are you serious?"

"As long as Ling Ling is true, I am serious!"

"As for it."

"People queue tickets for the concert, and one day and one night, see Lin Xuechang, what is the line for the day." My girlfriend said here and asked, "Will you go?"

"I'm a bit tired ..." Qi Zao hesitated.

"Sisters, go." The girlfriends didn't agree with each other, and they led away.

Qi Zao's head was buried in a pillow, and he was lazy when he tried to move, and soon fell asleep.

Waking up again, but there was a gurgling noise in the room.

"A thief?" Qi Zao heard a voice in his heart, suddenly surprised, and many news reports emerged as soon as possible.

"Xiao Zaoer, woke up?" But the voice of a girlfriend was coming from her ear.

As soon as Qi Zao got up, she saw her girlfriend crawling on the bed.

"You're back?" Qi Zao asked, before looking down at the phone: "It's only four o'clock."

The girlfriend said "En" and asked directly, "Will you go?"

"Go ... to see the senior lecture?"

"Well, we put a stool for you. If you want to go, just stay for a few hours. If you don't, just forget it." When the girlfriend said, she lay down on the flower bed sheet, and made a huge scream from her throat.

Qi Zao looked at the little beautiful girl who was snoring and couldn't sleep when she wanted to sleep.

Night, quiet.

Only the distant horizon flashes with yellow, red and white lights.

Yunda University is the most famous university in Changxi Province. The medical school alone has an area of ​​nearly 1,000 acres. Qi Zao, together with a few girls in the same bedroom, flashed the flashlight bought by the store and headed for the auditorium. .

When entering and exiting, you will see a high place in front of you. From top to bottom, two bright roads spread down, a short one is the team going down to the library, and a long one is going down the hall.

"There are still people in the library." Qi Zao glanced, surprised.

"There are always some ugly boys who are jealous of Ling Xuechang's talents," said a girl dismissively.

Qi Zao smiled: "Maybe I want to study and want to take a postgraduate study."

"I'm talking about them." The girls answered without hindrance.

Qi Zao dumbfounded.

...

After a few hours, I kept going and passed.

When Tian Fangqing came, a group of black cars came in, and the long line of crowds began to stir up again. They took out their mobile phones one by one and reported the letter to the owner of the small stool.

The entrance to the auditorium was open, and the students suddenly poured in like tide.

The staff at the entrance originally wanted to limit the number of people, but ultimately failed. The entire auditorium was quickly crowded like a subway.

9 o'clock.

Ling Ran and his party appeared on the podium on time.

Dean Xiaowu first came to power and said affectionately: "Classmates ..."

"Shh ..."

While there are many people, a group of students express their emotions.

The smile of Dean Xiaowu remained unchanged, and then the conversation turned: "Next, we have invited our alumni to graduate only three years later, and Ling Ran, a well-known liver resection expert in China, came to power."

Xiao Wu said to give up the position. He has been in a bad mood in recent days. The operation of his father Lao Wu was extremely smooth. The early lesions were cut clean and the liver was not damaged. The ICU two days after surgery and getting out of bed on the fifth day can be said to be a very good prognosis.

Although it is said that there is still a long way to go before being discharged from the hospital, the standard for 80-year-olds is that it is enough for everyone to be lucky that they can reach such a level after a week.

Off the stage, Ling Ran shook her suit and stepped onto the podium.

The students who vented arrogantly seemed to have stuffed their throats, and all of them stopped.

Ling Ran's suit was made by my mother's cloth in Zegna, and was customized. If you want to talk about the characteristics, it is about grandeur and handsome.

For college students who are new to the society and full of curiosity and longing for the workplace, such suits, such Ling Ling, and Yunda's auditorium are simply dreams of dreams.

Cooing.

Some classmates swallowed, because of the crowds, the aggregated voice was quite loud.

Some students laughed loudly again.

But more people just looked at the stage foolishly, or took out their mobile phones, and imprinted the straight and upright image of Ling Ran.

Ling Ran stood on the podium and didn't speak immediately, and looked around.

For him, being able to return to Yunda and give a lecture with medical skills is also one of his deepest dreams.

Of course, on the rostrum itself, Ling Ran went up a lot. In school, although he has no talent for reading, so that he is always in the top three or even the top five rankings, but in college, after all, it is not a brutal place for winner-take-all. There is also a chance to come to power.

In addition to studying, those projects that can come to power by face and figure or voting, Ling Ran has more opportunities, but he has less personal participation, but the total number of those who have to participate is not the same. not enough.

Compared with Ling Ran at school, the auditorium is almost unchanged.

The walls, tables, and chairs can't be seen from the old and the new. The floor and the podium are generally the same. Even the girls in the front row show the same white and long thighs.

"Hello classmates." Ling Ran is much taller than Dean Xiaowu. He took out the microphone and said, "Today's speech is mainly to prepare for the next lecture, so I will use the following The main content of medical expertise ... "

"The senior will teach us?"

"Crazy? It's impossible to be so happy ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Choose a course!" A scream screamed, prompting everyone to pull out their phones.

Ling Ran looked calmly down and handled it proficiently: "My course selection system has not yet added my courses. According to the rules of the school, I will first try to teach three lessons. Considering that the first-come-first-served mechanism of the course selection system is not perfect, in After discussing with Dean Wu, I decided to decide on the list based on the performance and performance of the students in these three classes. The shortcomings were put into the elective part. "

The paws brushed up and down the stage, all of them decided to perform well.

Xiaowu Dean looked at the scene with gratification and sighed to the teacher next to him: "I wish students could be so active in all courses."

The old professor sitting next to him grinned: "The students must think so."

"Yep?"

"It would be great if the teacher could be so lingering in all the courses." The old professor sang the non-existent beard and praised himself for his three-point wise three-point ling.