Cultivation of true medicine and saints in the city

Chapter 126 The Professor
Seeing Yiyi's pear blossoms and rain, but still trying to pretend to be strong, Zhao Yifan's heart softened, and he sighed and said, "Okay, okay, I won't move out, okay?"

He knew that Yiyi could actually rely on very few people at the moment, but he was one of them. If he insisted on moving out, it would be a kind of harm to Yiyi.

Yiyi was so kind, Zhao Yifan couldn't bear to hurt her.

Yiyi was shocked, and said in surprise and joy: "Brother Fan, what you said is true? You won't lie to me, will you?"

"Am I like a liar?"

Zhao Yifan shook his head.

"yeah!"

Yiyi stretched out her jade arms, hugged Zhao Yifan's neck, leaned forward, and kissed him on the cheek, "Brother Fan, you are so kind."

Zhao Yifan smiled wryly, "Hurry up and go home."

"Yes, follow orders, Brother Fan."

Yiyi started the car happily, and said, "Brother Fan, otherwise, in the future, when I go to work, you will live in the school dormitory. When I get off work, I will pick you up every day, okay?"

Zhao Yifan thought about it, and this was a compromise, so he nodded and agreed.

On the way, Tang Yuntao called and said that he had something to discuss with him, and hoped that he could go to the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

Yiyi drove Zhao Yifan to the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine. He originally wanted to wait for him to go home together, but Zhao Yifan didn't know what Tang Yuntao wanted to discuss with him, and how long it would take. Yiyi was reluctant after a few words of persuasion. I went back first.

"gentlemen."

Tang Yuntao was standing at the entrance of the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine. When he saw Zhao Yifan, he waved his hands happily. This scene shocked the security guard in the guard room, and he couldn't help but look at Zhao Yifan a few more times, thinking, who is this young man? ?Even the dean has to come to the door to greet him!

"Yun Tao, let's forget about such red tape in the future."

Zhao Yifan keenly noticed the surprised eyes of the security guard, and while walking into the school with Tang Yuntao, he said, "If other teachers and students see this, I don't know what they will think. Just treat me like an ordinary student in the school. Your teacher will do."

"Yes, sir, I see."

Tang Yuntao immediately responded respectfully.

Zhao Yifan was speechless, but he was used to it. Every time Tang Yuntao did this, he said, "Yuntao, don't call me Mr. Zhao from now on, just call Teacher Zhao."

Tang Yuntao nodded again and again, "First...Mr. Zhao." He felt that this address was a bit awkward, as if it was addressing an ordinary colleague.

In the office, Zhao Yifan sat down, Tang Yuntao walked to the water dispenser, made a cup of tea, and put it in front of Zhao Yifan: "I invite you to come here today, because I want to discuss with you about your work and how to arrange it."

"It's up to you."

Zhao Yifan said half-jokingly and half-seriously: "You are the dean, I will listen to you."

Tang Yuntao suddenly panicked, "Mr. Zhao, you..."

"Okay, okay, just kidding." Zhao Yifan waved his hand, thinking in his heart, he should try his best not to make such jokes with Tang Yuntao in the future, otherwise he would easily take it seriously.

After thinking about it, Zhao Yifan said: "Yuntao, I have never been a teacher before, let alone have any teaching experience. I think, otherwise, I should study first and then think about how to work. Do you think it will work?"

"Mr. Zhao, you are right to think so."

Tang Yuntao said respectfully: "However, I have a small suggestion. I don't think you need to give lectures to dozens of students like those lecturers. I guess the students won't learn much. After all, the theory of Chinese medicine Although it is important, practice is more important than theory, I think, if you don’t, you can bring a few graduate students, and if they learn something from you in the future, they can also stay and teach, how about that?”

Zhao Yifan thought for a while, and thought what Tang Yuntao said was quite right, obviously after careful consideration.

If he really allowed himself to be like a teacher, giving lectures to dozens of students, Zhao Yifan estimated that he would get bored after a while.

"You have a good idea."

Zhao Yifan nodded, Tang Yuntao turned around and walked to the desk, opened the drawer and took out a few documents, handed them to Zhao Yifan, and said, "Mr. Zhao, this is your professor qualification certificate."

"professor?"

Zhao Yifan froze for a moment, "Yuntao, how long have you been working before you can be rated as a professor? I am so young to be a professor... Can others believe this?"

"Ms. Zhao, there is a saying in our Chinese medicine practitioners. So even if you are young, you can become a professor. It's just a professional title. Besides, you must be an associate professor or above to lead a graduate student. Ordinary lecturers are not qualified to lead graduate students. .”

Tang Yuntao explained, feeling a little disapproving. Isn't he just a professor? With his medical skills, he can even be a national player. What is a mere professor?
"That's too unacceptable, isn't it?"

Zhao Yifan shook his head.

"I think it's normal."

Tang Yuntao didn't find it strange, and said solemnly: "Education is just a thing to prove your ability. With your medical skills, you don't need to use this kind of thing to prove it." Regarding the matter, he hesitated for a while, and said: "By the way, Teacher Zhao, when I reported to the higher authorities, I actually reported you as an associate professor at the beginning, but after being approved, I became a professor. Do you know about this? "

"Oh?"

Zhao Yifan was stunned, and immediately he guessed a possibility. His own information needs permission to see it. Someone must have discovered this during the review. It is estimated that someone from the Xuanmen Administration came forward later, or else Lin had already said hello.

In fact, as Zhao Yifan guessed, when Liu Xiaotong knew that he was going to be a teacher at the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine, he attached great importance to this matter and immediately reported it. The adverb is directly removed.

So after the approval, the associate professor became a professor.

In the Xuanmen Administration Bureau, Zhao Yifan's rank is at the ministerial level, let alone a professor, even if he comes to be the dean of the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine, his rank is only low or high.

"Well, okay, I know about this."

Zhao Yifan responded perfunctorily.Immediately, he asked: "Yuntao, if you bring graduate students, is there a limit on the number of people?"

"No, it depends on your mood."

Tang Yuntao shook his head. In fact, he wished he could go back decades so that he could become a graduate student and let Zhao Yifan teach medical skills, but unfortunately, he could only think about it.

"However, the start time for graduate students is earlier than the official start time."

Tang Yuntao glanced at the calendar on the wall, and explained: "According to the usual practice, this year's graduate students will be assigned tutors the day after tomorrow, so please come over today to see if you have any plans, whether to let the school arrange or you pick?"

"That's right."

Zhao Yifan understood, and said casually: "Forget it, I haven't seen these students before, let the school arrange it. But when I start taking students, don't have too many students, about two or three will do. Just three people tentatively." Well, how did you distribute it before?"

"Under normal circumstances, it depends on how many places the supervisor has. The postgraduate period is usually three years, but our school usually takes about two years, and the remaining year is basically let go. It doesn't count as a quota. It’s enough to come back for the exam in the third year, so basically every professor will have a few vacancies every year.”

Tang Yuntao explained first, and said: "Students first select the professors they like from the list of professors announced by the school, and then apply. Then the professors consider which students to take based on their grades and scores. Anyway, every year there will be The professor can’t pick the students, the students are not accepted by the professor, if this happens, they will be randomly matched in the database. If neither of them are satisfied with the result, we will talk about it next year.”

"Well, this method is not bad."

Zhao Yifan smiled, "It's fair, then I'll do it this way too."

Hearing the words, Tang Yuntao coughed a few times, as if hesitant to speak.

"What's wrong, Yun Tao?"

Zhao Yifan noticed his appearance.

"Sir, if you are like this, I guess no students will choose you as their tutor."

Tang Yuntao explained cautiously: "I know your medical skills, but others don't. Seeing that you are so young..." He didn't say what he said next, but Zhao Yifan understood it.

"So you are worried about this."

Zhao Yifan laughed, waved his hands, and said disapprovingly, "It's okay, just let it happen. Anyway, you said it too. In the end, the professors who are not full and the students who are not selected will be randomly matched in the database, that is to say , there will definitely be three people assigned to me. That's it."

Tang Yuntao knew in his heart that although he hadn't started to choose yet, he was sure that in all likelihood, this was the case. In the end, Zhao Yifan's three spots were definitely assigned to him randomly by the system.

Basically, the students who were not selected in the end were looked down upon by other professors, and they were not good candidates. In Tang Yuntao's heart, he still hoped that Zhao Yifan could bring the best students, so that he could better inherit his medical skills!

"Zhao."

Tang Yuntao hesitated for a moment, and asked tentatively: "Mr. Zhao, otherwise, how about I recommend a student to you? This student has good grades in school and is very enthusiastic. The teachers and classmates have good evaluations. I I am very optimistic about him. I hope he can learn from you."

"This..."

Zhao Yifan hesitated. In fact, he prefers to follow the fate. It would be too contrived to deliberately designate the arrangement, but since Tang Yuntao opened his mouth, it is not easy for him to lose face. After thinking about it, he said: "Okay, You recommend one, but Yuntao, let me declare in advance that I can only recommend one."

"Thank you."

Tang Yuntao was overjoyed upon hearing this.

"Okay, if it's okay, I'll go first."

Zhao Yifan stood up and said, "The quota will be allocated the day after tomorrow, right? I'll come and have a look."

(End of this chapter)