After military training, formal learning began.

Life at Xijing University is very fulfilling.

Among the two departments that Fang Yuan was listening to, he was very calm about his arrival. At most, he was a little surprised at his age at first, but later he turned to dull.

The legend says that the beauty fell in love with her at first sight, and there were still two generations who came to step on. She didn't see any of them, which made Fang Yuan slightly disappointed.

"That's right... Those who come here to study are all academic masters in various provinces. Academic masters meet academic masters, and they can't even compete. They have no other thoughts... As for friendship activities, they won't come to me... I'm too young..."

Fang Yuan was a little depressed, listened to the class honestly and took notes... During self-study every day, he went to his class again.

Professor He obviously had a strong relationship and bought a special classroom for the "Prodigy Class" to make up for other prodigy with poor foundations.

Because of verifying high school courses, Fang Yuan is one of the few people who do not need tutoring. As soon as he entered the classroom, he immediately rolled his eyes.

‘Well…this is what a class should look like…or it would be too boring…’

"Hi! Lin Xing!"

He sat down opposite Lin Xing, a classmate and roommate, and watched him fiddling with the electronic components in his hand: "Is high school history and geography difficult? Do I want me to give you a lesson?"

When Lin Xing mentioned this, his face turned dark.

Although he has strong hands-on ability, he is a typical example of high energy and low scores. He has a headache when he sees cultural courses, let alone pure literature.

"Ha ha……"

Seeing his appearance, Fang Yuan felt that his mood improved a lot.

At this time, he looked at Professor He Tianming on the podium, and felt a little sympathetic.

Alas... The so-called child prodigy, in some ways, is a perfect problem boy. It is really difficult for him to integrate dozens of problem boys in the class without any trouble.

"Professor He!"

"It's Fang Yuan, is there anything wrong?"

He Tianming had some white hair on his head, and when he saw Fang Yuan, he still smiled.

Compared with other geniuses who work hard, Fang Yuan is the one who makes him most worry-free.

"I think the current knowledge is still a little shallow to me. I hope I can open up more auditors from several departments... It is best to go directly to the laboratory for research!"

Fang Yuan expressed his request.

"puff!"

He Tianming was drinking tea, and almost choked: "The university courses are still shallow? Do you want to study for graduate school and doctoral degree directly?"

"if you can……"

Fang Yuan nodded.

"...I can't answer you for the time being. It's 80% impossible to go to other professors' laboratories to observe and research, but there is no problem in opening the auditors of other departments. I can also get you a specific library loan certificate, which can borrow all the materials and documents in the library, and it doesn't have to be limited by the time and number of books to return them!"

After thinking for a while, He Tianming replied.

"It's good, thank you teacher!"

Fang Yuan also knew that it was a bit ineligible to ask his assistant to study now, and it was good to get these, so he bowed immediately.

"This kid..."

After he left, He Tianming was stunned at the teacup for a long time, took out a handkerchief and gently wiped the clouds on his glasses.

In terms of intelligence, the other party may be his biggest gain this time, and it is also very worry-free.

Once you enter university, a rigorous physical examination is inevitable, and no abnormalities are found.

A simple development of brain domain is a characteristic that many scientists also have, and it is even more unrealistic.

But for some reason, this student just gave him a feeling of being shrouded in fog, and he couldn't see through it...

...

After completing these things, Fang Yuan was not interested in reviewing high school courses with a group of kids and left the classroom directly.

The morning breeze is filled with a delicate chill, the mist has not faded, the rising sun is rising, full of a scent of tranquility.

On the edge of the lake on campus, people exercising and walking everywhere, mostly young students in groups of three or three, there are also a few gray-haired old professors, and perhaps nearby residents.

Looking at the old men and aunts wearing white practice clothes, slowly dancing the long sword in their hands, blending with the morning light around them, like a beautiful landscape painting called "In the World".

‘What a pity…How long can such a time last?’

Fang Yuan clenched his fists.

At this time, he could clearly feel that his cultivation speed was increasing.

"After hundreds of years of Jue Tiandi, will the concentration of spiritual son increase to another peak?"

Thinking silently in his heart, Fang Yuan found an empty territory and began to practice the guidance technique.

I read Chen Bo's Five-shaped Fist and the Qingnang Jing Sutra before, which was also a little inspiring to him. At this time, the movements of the guidance technique became more and more gentle. In a vague way, there was a scent of the crane spreading its wings and the lion and tiger walking away.

‘Maybe this set of guidance techniques can also be changed, called the Five Animal Guidance Technique... Practice can nourish qi and prolong life, which is much better than any gymnastics...’

Fang Yuanyi guarded the Dantian. After a set of guidance techniques, he saw an old professor next to him. He seemed to have been watching for a long time.

"This classmate... your guidance technique is very interesting!"

Seeing Fang Yuan looking over, the old professor smiled and said, "Can you still have some martial arts family inheritance?"

"Haha... Professor Tian was joking. This is just an ordinary guide technique. I saw it from ancient books and practice it casually..."

"Oh? Do you know me?"

Professor Tian is over 60 years old, but his head is covered in silver hair and a rosy complexion. When he saw Fang Yuan, he also felt familiar.

"Well, I have listened to several Chinese medicine courses you taught, so I have benefited a lot!"

Fang Yuan smiled.

"I see!"

Professor Tian nodded: "There are very few students who can focus on traditional Chinese medicine now. Are you from He Tianming's genius class? Although He is a good intention, he asked a group of children to come. Oh... it's really a bit of a thrust... it's really a bit of a thrust..."

The concept of traditional Chinese medicine tends to be natural and harmonious, and there is no good opinion on the set He Tianming did.

But Professor Tian looked at Fang Yuan differently, especially after asking a few questions, he felt like a confidant: "Student Fang Yuan, is your ancestor a family of traditional Chinese medicine?"

"Haha... I come from Shanhai Orphanage. These are all from reading books and learning!"

Fang Yuan touched his nose.

"That's it... I apologize... It's a pity that with your skills, being able to be a graduate student is just the way of traditional Chinese medicine. It focuses on practice. If you don't sit in the classroom for ten years, it's still difficult to be proficient in the kung fu..."

Traditional Chinese medicine is an empirical science, and old doctors are always more popular than new doctors, and there is nothing we can do about it.

Professor Tian took a few steps and felt a little regretful: "It's a pity... the old man doesn't have any scientific research projects, otherwise he would definitely bring you to be an assistant."

It seems that in this era, university professors compete for funds and graduate students to get salary as assistants, which has already become a tradition.

Seeing this, Fang Yuan thought silently in his heart, smiling without saying a word.

Seeing that he was not arrogant or impatient, his eyes became brighter and several points. After chatting for a few more words, he left and decided to pay close attention to this good seedling in the future, even if he was an auditor.

"It's time to leave!"

Fang Yuan walked around the small lake for a few times, and then, no surprise, he saw Chen Bo's eyes as red as a rabbit.

Since he was opened that night, this kid's martial arts have made great progress. As long as he has been recuperating for a while, he will be able to break through the bottleneck of Tongjin.

Of course, the young man is so brave and fierce, how could he be so frustrated? Coupled with the concerns of family martial arts, it seems that the murderer is on the university campus and is waiting everywhere every day.

However, Fang Yuan wanted to hide, even if he walked past him at this time, the red-eyed rabbit could not recognize it, so he could only do his best to do his kung fu.

...

"Senior brother, this pavilion will be yours in the future..."

At the Zhuanshen Temple, Sun Jian and Fang Yuan walked into a shop, and their words were full of envy: "Now that China has developed, the cultural and entertainment market is also good. In the future, even if this shop is just to collect rent, it can make money every day..."

"It's a waste to collect rent, so why not open a store and have fun!"

Fang Yuan stroked the glass counter with a smile on his face: "To be honest... I didn't expect that the piece of mutton fat jade would be so popular..."

All the things I picked up before, except for Maitreya Buddha, were sold.

Silver dollars and gold ingots are just ordinary, and they are treated as food expenses. There is also a piece of mutton fat jade, which is crystal clear and has a good appearance, and is even an antique.

Antiques in prosperous times and gold in troubled times. The prices of antiques naturally rose all the way at this time. Even if they were sold for this store, Fang Yuan felt that they were a little loss.

But it's just business, just like it.

After all, he still has the most valuable agarwood Maitreya in his hand.

"Open a store, antique shop? The water here is very deep!"

Sun Jian felt that he was getting less and less able to understand this junior.

"I have attended classes in the Archaeology Department several times, and my eyesight should be pretty good... and Isn't there a treasure in the store?"

In any antique shop, there must be one or two genuine items to attract experts. In Fang Yuan's opinion, the agarwood Maitreya is very suitable.

Moreover, he always felt that this wood carving had a little mysterious atmosphere, and might be used as bait to catch big fish.

"Senior, I want to invite one or two people to see the store. I wonder if you have any way?"

Thinking of this, Fang Yuan couldn't help but smile.

"Oh, why not find a college student? There are still many people working part-time to study in Beijing."

Sun Jian said.

"Well, I'll give you thirty yuan a month, rest on Saturdays and Sundays, and just come for half a day every day... Two people are enough!"

Fang Yuan waved his hand proudly.

"Tsk tsk... Even I was a little moved by such good conditions. Don't worry, I will definitely find two honest people for you."
Chapter completed!