Wednesday.

As soon as the sky was dawn, Wuyang Wuyang's student team surged towards the teaching building.

Yunda University has a pretty positive academic style, and the library and study rooms are always insufficient. Especially for medical students, they always have endless books and exams. Many students' daily life on campus is the same as middle school.

However, it is only such a student who leaves the campus to treat people without practicing in vain.

Qi Zao’s life goal is to be a reporter.

Studying in medical school was her choice when she was young and ignorant. After coming in, she realized that she was so tired that she was so dirty that she was so dirty that she was crazy...

Although media reporters don’t have a good reputation now, don’t make much money, and don’t have much power, Qi Zao’s family has money and doesn’t care about these things.

She just wants to be a reporter, but there are not many reasons.

For this reason, Qi Zao got up at 5 a.m., stayed at the fork in the road that students must pass, set up a camera, and kept taking photos.

As he patted, patted, patted, Qi Zao smiled inexplicably.

The boy at the campus station next to him took the opportunity to stand straight and asked, "What's so funny?"

"Have you noticed that there are quite a lot of boys wearing suits recently?" Qi Zao pointed in front of him. One-third of boys were wearing various suits. This may be normal among office workers, but it is very special among students.

The boy at the campus station unconsciously pulled his suit and asked: "What's wrong with wearing a suit? In modern society, you can wear anything, let alone we are about to enter society, wearing a suit is also a training..."

"You're right." Qi Zao also saw the boy's suit, which was still striped, and quickly ended the topic: "I'm just finding a reason to chat or something."

The boy at the campus station frowned, lay down again, and continued to take pictures with a click.

After a long time, the boy turned his back to Qi Zao and said in a small voice: "I have a girlfriend."

Qi Zao said "Oh" and did not react.

"We have a good relationship." The boy reminded him again.

Qi Zao sighed, stood up, turned to look at the other party's tall and hunched back, shook his head, and said, "You are ugly, you think it's pretty."

"Ah?" The boy turned around in surprise.

Qi Zao looked at his face disgustedly, too lazy to take pictures, so he packed up and left, and said as he walked: "I can only see Senior Ling wash his eyes."

...

Ladder classroom.

Students with the same idea filled more than 400 seats inside, while the rest filled the aisles and windowsills.

The air conditioners in the classroom are desperately moving, and they cannot take away the heat generated by so many students. The warm atmosphere makes the temperature on the scene continue to rise, giving people a sense of power that seems to be passionate and surging.

"This is the first day of Ling Ran's official class." Dean Xiaowu stood quietly outside the window on the third floor and looked inside through a small window.

He was afraid that Ling Ran would affect his class, so he simply stopped in today, but he couldn't help but want to take a look.

Although there are all over the ground in the twenties and thirties in the university, their teaching assistants are not comparable to Ling Ran.

Ling Ran gathered such a large-scale student, even if he only took elective courses, he would inevitably be put in the spotlight to observe.

Following Dean Xiaowu was a cadre from the teaching department. He smiled and said with a smile: "The number of people was originally limited, but later it could not be limited, so everyone could only sit and squeeze a little."

"It's more than just a little squeeze." Dean Xiaowu not only saw the three of them sitting in two seats, but also so many people were standing in the corridor and riding windows.

The cadre could only laugh: "That's it. There are many people outside who haven't come in, so they're going to make trouble."

Dean Xiaowu looked over naturally.

"It won't make a fuss. I let the instructors watch." The man quickly explained.

President Xiao Wu nodded slightly, said no more, and said, "Next, it depends on Ling Ran."

"Doctor Ling's course will definitely go smoothly." The kind words that were not worthy of money were said, but there was no response. The cadres of the teaching department pretended to be serious and looked at the classroom down the ladder.

The number of people in the staircase classroom is second only to the auditorium of Yunda, and it is also the largest classroom for normal lectures.

In fact, many teachers have shadows in the staircase classrooms in the clouds.

This classroom is very beautiful and can accommodate a large number of students, but if you are not satisfied with the seats, especially when there are very few people, looking at the podium, it will be as embarrassing as it is.

Teachers in medical schools, regardless of whether the clinical skills are good or bad, will easily be disliked by students.

In places like schools, poor teaching level will definitely affect the income and reputation of teachers, but will definitely damage their face.

In the classroom, the buzzing voices continued to spread, making people gradually become irritable.

Dean Xiaowu couldn't help but raise his hand and glanced at the time.

It's almost one minute before class time.

squeak.

The classroom door was pushed open.

I saw Ling Ran wearing a pair of Oxford shoes on her feet, the simplest white shirt on her upper body, without any patterns or patterns, but it made people look blinded...

Click.

KAKA.

The crazy camera shutter sound became the main theme in the classroom.

Ling Ran was calm about this, and only put down the book in his hand and said, "Next, I will start today's course, liver anatomy..."

Compared to the anatomy of the big class, simple liver anatomy is simpler and more professional.

For medical students who have not started their internships, it is not very meaningful to learn pure liver anatomy. Most doctors may not have touched the liver for ten years after graduation.

However, Ling Ran didn't care much about the ideas of most doctors from school to hospital. When he was going to teach and was taking elective courses, he chose liver anatomy without hesitation.

This part is what he is most familiar with and is also the place where he can bring the knowledge to his juniors. Some students don’t understand it, so in Ling Ran’s opinion, there is no problem.

Students who don’t understand may find something else to do, instead of having to tinker with the human body and practice with other people’s lives.

"This is the liver model made by our department." Ling Ran said a few words, then found a liver model of equal proportion from the box she carried, and displayed it in front of the screen, saying: "Today's course, I want to show you more examples. First, let's check the portal vein."

Ling Ran said while fiddling with the model of his liver. At the same time, Yu Yuan, who was hiding behind the podium, held the remote control and released Ling Ran's surgical clip on the projector.

A video of stripping the portal vein.

The students all raised their necks to look.

The stripping of Gain's video is so clean and direct, with an incredible aesthetic.

Or maybe it is Ling Ran today, with a tall figure and handsome appearance, which is unforgettable at first sight.
Chapter completed!