Diary of the life of a working wizard

Feeling the tranquility of the university, Xia Yunjie came to the building of the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine without knowing it.

There are about 2,000 institutions of higher learning in China. As a prefecture-level city university, Jiangzhou University is not well-known. However, its College of Traditional Chinese Medicine is well-known in the medical field, especially in the field of traditional Chinese medicine. Jiangzhou University The reason why Jiangzhou University can be rated as a key undergraduate comprehensive university is largely due to the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine of Jiangzhou University.

The building is not high, with only five floors. The exterior is decorated with blue bricks and wood, and there are tile eaves with traditional Chinese characteristics. The walls are also engraved with many images and text introductions of famous ancient doctors. The whole building looks very simple.

"Are you from the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine?" Just as Xia Yunjie was carrying a shoulder bag and standing in front of the building of the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine, a man in his thirties wearing gold-rimmed glasses walked towards him. She asked looking at him with a hint of condescension.

"Yes." Xia Yunjie nodded.

"Okay, help me move something." The man pointed at a Honda sedan parked two or three meters away and said.

The trunk of the Honda car was open, and there were six or seven packed cardboard boxes inside.

As a teacher, you should help others. Those cardboard boxes were not small, and it was difficult for one person to carry them. So Xia Yunjie knew that the other party had misunderstood him as a medical student, so he didn't explain much and said with a smile: "Okay."

As he spoke, he walked towards the car, then picked up three of them and asked, "Where to move?"

"Third floor, office 307." The man replied and casually summoned another student.

When Xia Yunjie saw the man casually recruiting another student to help, he didn't think much about it at first, but after he and the other student took a few steps, he felt something was wrong. The guy with gold-rimmed glasses actually followed them leisurely with his hands free.

The things were not heavy compared to Xia Yunjie, but they seemed a bit heavy to another student. Three boxes were stacked on top of each other, and he was panting while walking, but the gold-rimmed glasses showed no signs of helping him to pick up one. They walked leisurely behind, as if this was what Xia Yunjie and the student should do.

"Teacher, is there something wrong with your hands and feet?" Xia Yunjie stepped forward and turned his head and asked.

The man with gold-rimmed glasses was slightly startled when he heard this, and then replied impatiently: "Where are your eyes? I'm alone, why would there be problems with my hands and feet?"

"Then why don't you take some of your own things? Do you have to let others take them all?" Xia Yunjie said, putting the box in his hand on the ground.

"Hey, hey, what's your attitude? Which class are you in? Who's the head teacher?" The gold-rimmed glasses didn't expect that Xia Yunjie was beating around the bush to question him. He couldn't help but became so angry that his face suddenly darkened, and he pointed at Xia Yunjie and asked. road.

"Whatever my attitude is, you have no control over which class. You should only care about yourself as a teacher. You don't have the humility to lead by example." After saying that, he took off the box from the other man's hand and put it on the ground. He said, "He has the skills." If he has legs, let him move it by himself. If he can’t finish it in one move, he may have to move it twice.”

The gold-rimmed glasses are naturally a teacher at the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine. His name is Ding Zhijiang. He is not only a teacher at the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine, but also a disciple of Zhou Xinping, the master of traditional Chinese medicine. He was promoted to associate professor when he was twenty-six years old. He is now twenty-eight years old. If something unexpected happens, it is very likely that he will be promoted to full professor next year. He is currently the youngest associate professor at the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine. If he is promoted to full professor next year, he will be the youngest full professor at the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine. He is a key teacher trained by the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

It can be imagined that Ding Zhijiang is usually very proud and smug. Asking students to move something is not a matter of course. It seems that he thinks highly of these students. But Ding Zhijiang never expected that today a student not only asked if there was any problem with his hands and feet, but now even taught him a lesson.

"It's contrary, it's contrary. Is this the attitude of a student? What's your name? And you, what are you still staring at? Are you prepared not to move?" Ding Zhijiang pointed at Xia Yunjie so angrily that his fingers It's trembling.

He is the proud son of the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine. Both the principal and the dean think highly of him, and they are always polite when talking to him. How can it be the turn of a student to teach him a lesson?

The name of the student who was later called by Ding Zhijiang to help was Dai Yongzhou. He was a newly admitted master's student in the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine. He looked particularly dull and honest, and his written test scores were pretty good. However, due to problems with his face and conversation, his interview scores were average. He thought The tutor he applied for eliminated him directly. Now he is waiting for the school to assign him a tutor. This time he came to the school to report in advance because he wanted to contact other tutors at the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine in advance. After all, Chinese medicine is different from other disciplines. It is a very ancient and profound discipline that attaches great importance to the inheritance of teachers. When you are an undergraduate, you learn basic knowledge and it is taught in the same way as other subjects. But at the postgraduate level, it is similar to what is passed down from a traditional school. A lot of knowledge must be taught step by step by teachers before students can understand it. The level of the teacher and whether the teacher is willing to teach with all his heart can often determine a student's achievement to a large extent, so choosing a mentor is very important. Just like Ding Zhijiang, he was able to achieve what he has achieved today and become the youngest associate professor of the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine, largely because he learned a good skill from a good teacher.

For this reason, Dai Yongzhou certainly didn't dare to offend the teachers at the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine at this stall. Although he was disgusted with Ding Zhijiang's condescending approach as a teacher, he still squatted down to pick up the box on the ground again after hearing this. Don't forget to wink at Xia Yunjie.

Dai Yongzhou looks dull and honest, and has always been used to being bullied by others. However, what he admires most in his life is people like Xia Yunjie who dare to resist, especially when he is facing a teacher. When he is treated unfairly, he dares to Dai Yongzhou really admired his resistance, but of course he himself did not dare to resist.

"If you want others to respect you, you must first behave like a teacher. Forget it, you are not my student anyway, I am too lazy to care about you." Seeing Dai Yongzhou obediently bend down and pick up the box on the ground again, Ding Zhijiang His face softened slightly, and a trace of pride flashed in his eyes. However, when he heard Xia Yunjie's words, his face suddenly became clouded again.

"You, stop," Ding Zhijiang pointed at Xia Yunjie who turned to leave and shouted angrily.

Xia Yunjie wanted to ignore him, but after thinking about it, he stopped and turned around to look at him.

"Move these things to the third floor immediately." Seeing Xia Yunjie stop, Ding Zhijiang pointed at him and said in a commanding tone, as if Xia Yunjie was going to give him a good look if he said no.

"This, this, Professor Ding, let me move it." Dai Yongzhou made a point of getting to know all the instructors when he applied for the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine, and he recognized Ding Zhijiang. Seeing his furious look, he was afraid that Xia Yunjie would continue to quarrel with him, so he hurriedly road.

Originally, Xia Yunjie didn't bother to argue with Ding Zhijiang. Anyway, it was just a small matter of moving some things. He put on airs if the teacher liked it, but he didn't expect that Ding Zhijiang actually ordered him to do it. He was really annoyed and looked at him coldly. She looked at him and asked: "Am I your student?"

Ding Zhijiang was immediately asked. Yes, he is not his student, so why should he order him?

"Are you his student?" Xia Yunjie asked Dai Yongzhou again.

Dai Yongzhou shook his head.

"Since it's not the case, if he respects you, he is a teacher in the college, and as a student, he should help out. But now, he doesn't even have the most basic respect, so why are you helping him? You have to have some backbone as a person. Put the things down, if he likes to show off, let him do it alone." Xia Yunjie said.

Dai Yongzhou is usually a dull and honest person, and is used to being submissive. But today, for some reason, after listening to Xia Yunjie's words, he suddenly seemed to have the courage. He put the box on the ground and followed Xia Yunjie into the building.

Ding Zhijiang looked at the two people leaving and then looked at the box on the ground. His face turned blue with anger, and it took him a long time to call the passing students for help again with a straight face.

"It's over, it's over. Why am I so impulsive? Do you know who the teacher was? He is Associate Professor Ding Zhijiang, a very important figure in the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine. Now I have offended him in a confused way. I guess there is no one in the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine. The teacher dares to kill me." When he walked inside and was about to climb the stairs, Dai Yongzhou suddenly slapped his head twice and complained repeatedly with a look of regret on his face.