Chapter 99: Make-up Exam

  "Right, I remember now, you should know martial arts, how stupid of me to help you block a blow."

  At some point, Fang Ruohan suddenly remembered.

  "Okay, I admit I know a little kung fu."

  Zhou Fan was sweating profusely. Everyone already knew, yet he still came running with a stick, truly stupid.

  Fang Ruohan was his teacher, so he couldn't say anything.

  "We've lost big time! We've lost big time!"

  Thinking about it this way, Fang Ruo Han suddenly felt that she had lost big time, and this rod was something she had taken for nothing.

  "No way, you have to compensate me."

  "Compensation?"

  Zhou Fan shook his head and hummed a small tune, "It's not like I told you to go file it away, you said yourself that you're stupid."

  "What?!"

  "This sentence was very loud, Fang Ruo Han was so angry that she almost died, 'I helped you with your homework, and you still say the teacher is stupid.'"

  "Ah, never mind, what compensation do you want? Or else, I'll sing another song for you."

  Having said that, Zhou Fan smiled and looked at Fang Ruo Han who was lying on the hospital bed with deep affection.

  "Ah, this one, better not."

  Can't take this guy anymore, what if he comes again and sings such a dirty song about himself?

  "In that case, I won't have anything good to compensate with; otherwise, I'll just offer myself as compensation."

  "Flushed."

  "You think you're worthy of me? You're not even handsome, nor tall, nor fair-skinned... who wants you?"

  It's easy to say so, but Fang Ruohan felt as if she was speaking with a guilty conscience.

  "Well, I'm out of options then."

  When Fang Ruo Han said this, Zhou Fan was also speechless for a moment.

  He didn't look handsome, that was okay, but being told by Fang Ruohan that he wasn't tall either made him extremely depressed.

  That's right, Zhou Fan is only 170 cm tall, almost a third-class disabled person.

  But this congenital problem is also an unavoidable thing.

  Two people chatted casually for a while before Fang Ruheng's attending doctor arrived.

  "Are you feeling better?"

  The doctor asked Xiang Fang Ruo Han.

  "The pain isn't so painful anymore, but it's still very swollen and a bit scary."

  "This swelling is normal, rest for a month or two and it will be fine."

  "Oh, it's still going to be another month or two."

  Fang Ruo Han shouted loudly.

  "As the saying goes, 'hurt tendons and bones take 100 days to heal'. Although you didn't hurt your bones, your tendons are injured. If you want to fully recover, it's basically impossible without resting for a month or two. You rest well, I'll leave first."

  The doctor in charge asked a few more questions and took another look at Fang Ruo Han's right hand, confirming that there was no major issue before leaving.

  "It's going to be a big trouble, it will take one or two months."

  "Haha."

  Seeing Fang Ruo Han's gloomy face, Zhou Fan smiled lightly and said, "I told you to hit me earlier."

  Unexpectedly, Fang Ruo Han saw such a smile and said, "You're still smiling, it's all your fault."

  "Alright, alright, alright, it's all my fault."

  Zhou Fan didn't want to argue with Fang Ruohan, but then he thought that if Teacher Fang delayed for a few months like this, it would be really troublesome.

  "Let me take a look at your right hand, Teacher Fang."

  With a sudden movement, Zhou Fan reached out and gently grasped Fang Ruohan's right hand.

  "Don't you dare move again, or else this teacher's career will be over."

  Fang Ruo Han was startled by Zhou Fan's sudden exertion, but Zhou Fan ignored him. After grasping Fang Ruo Han's right hand, the internal energy in his dantian slowly dissipated.

  What is Xiantian Gong, Zhou Fan doesn't know. However, according to the introduction above, Xiantian Gong cultivates the true Qi of Xiantian that remains in the body. Although it doesn't look very powerful, it is actually subtle and endless. It's said that Wang Chongyang, the founder of Quanzhen Sect, cultivated Xiantian Gong. This content has records in history. Mr. Jin from previous life was well-read in ancient Chinese books, so he wrote about Wang Chongyang's creation of Quanzhen Sect in "The Legend of the Condor Hero" and "The Return of the Condor Hero", which is indeed very famous.

  Who would have thought that after several thousand years, such skills would actually be passed down.

  "What's wrong with you?"

  Fang Ruo Han was shocked to see Zhou Fan's hands constantly moving on his own arm.

  "This is taking advantage of me, isn't it?"

  Her face was flushed with shame, and Fang Ruo Han hurriedly tried to withdraw her right hand. But Zhou Fan's strength was too great, and she couldn't pull it back. Even this kind of back-and-forth movement almost made Zhou Fan lose control. Just now, he had transmitted his internal energy to his fingertips, intending to use his own internal energy to heal Fang Ruo Han's wounds. With this kind of movement, Zhou Fan was helping someone treat their injuries for the first time, and he almost lost control of the internal energy within his body.

  "Don't move."

  No way, Zhou Fan could only let out a cold snort.

  This sentence seems rude and has some hooligan language, unexpectedly, it really shocked Fang Yifeng.

  “She…” Only one word, and Fang Ruo Han's tears were about to fall. This strong woman, who didn't even cry when her arm was hit by a stick, now had tears welling up in her eyes as Zhou Fan stroked her right hand. But at this moment, how could Zhou Fan notice Fang Ruo Han's thoughts? He was focused on slowly and continuously pouring his internal energy into the space between his fingers, sending a stream of true qi towards Fang Ruo Han's right arm.

  Slowly, Fang Ruo Han's originally swollen right hand gradually subsided bit by bit.

  Looking at Fang Ruo Han, she was originally both shy and angry, but almost burst into tears. Slowly, she only felt that her right hand became very comfortable. It was as if there was warm water, constantly warming her right hand. And like sunlight, gently shining on her body. This feeling was so comfortable that it was deadly, unknowingly, Fang Ruo Han actually closed her eyes and fell asleep.

  "I'm exhausted to death."

  An hour later, Zhou Fan stopped.

  Geez, just now I almost couldn't hold it in and was about to spit out a mouthful of blood.

  It's okay, it's okay, Fang Ruohan finally calmed down and didn't dare move.

  Just at this moment, Fang Si thought she had fallen asleep unexpectedly.

  "So it was."

  Looking at Fang Ruo Han's sleeping appearance, Zhou Fan smiled slightly.

  Fang Ruo Han in her sickbed looked so sweet and serene.

  In an instant, Zhou Fan suddenly had a hallucination, and the person in front of him was no longer his teacher, but rather the goddess from his dreams.

  "Alright, this rod you took for me is also considered compensation for you."

  As he spoke, Zhou Fan gently picked up Fang Ruo Han's right hand. At this time, Fang Ruo Han's right hand had completely returned to normal, without a hint of swelling, and even the gauze that was wrapped around it earlier had fallen off due to the reduction in swelling, leaving behind a large ring-shaped mark. Seeing this, Zhou Fan directly removed the gauze, originally intending to put her hand down, but for some reason, he couldn't bear to do so.

  Her slender and delicate arm momentarily stirred Zhou Fan's emotions.

  Good heavens! No wonder they say women are made of water. They're so soft and gentle, Zhou Fan almost lost control.

  "Have you had enough?"

  At some point, a voice suddenly appeared.

  "No, it's not enough even if I touch for a lifetime."

  Zhou Fan replied with one sentence.

  Just after saying this sentence, I suddenly woke up and said "Ah, enough touching, enough touching."

  This voice, if it's not Fang Ruohan, then who is it?

  Just now, Fang Ruo Han didn't know how he fell asleep. When he woke up, he saw Zhou Fan touching his right hand. Even at this time, the touch was more lecherous than before. Feeling both ashamed and angry, Fang Ruo Han almost wanted to slap him away, but in the end, he couldn't bear it, so he sank his face and said.

  "Hmm."

  Fang Ruohan let out a cold snort, but felt that even after doing so, she still hadn't vented her frustrations.

  My innocence is gone, all ruined by this little brat, and to make matters worse, he's even my own student. How can I show my face in public from now on?

  The more you think about it, the angrier you'll get, and the angrier you get, the more likely you are to do something impulsive.

  At this time, he saw Zhou Fan sitting on the bed, under the anger that could not be vented, he opened his mouth and bit down towards Zhou Fan's right hand.

  "Ah..."

  A scream echoed through the entire hospital.

  ……

  Nansha College

  "What's going on? Didn't Zhou Fan take the New Concept exam?"

  After all the students finished their exams, the scholars sat together, occasionally discussing.

  Ever since Wang Mingyang mentioned Zhou Fan last time, they showed great interest in him. Especially after seeing his performance at the exchange meeting, they were full of expectations for his future performance. But unexpectedly, this guy didn't even take the exam, which made them feel very frustrated.

  Something has happened on Zhou Fan's side. His teacher was harassed and injured by some hooligans and is currently in the hospital.

  "What a pity."

  Everyone shook their heads one after another, sighing in regret.

  "Right, Zhou Fan's teacher Fang Ruo Han wants to apply for a re-examination to see if Zhou Fan can retake the exam."

  "Make-up exam?"

  All the scholars heard Wang Mingyang's proposal and their eyes lit up, "Yes, for such a talented student, it is reasonable to give him a makeup exam."

  However, at this time, Zhao Changtian, the founder of the New Concept Composition Competition, stood up and said, "Everyone, listen to me for a moment."

  "The New Concept Essay Competition is held once a year, and the rules are also revised together by everyone. Whether it's due to tardiness or other reasons, if you don't come to participate, you'll lose the qualification to participate in New Concept again. If you want to participate, you can only wait for next year."

  Zhao Changtian still has a big face, and he is also the founder of new concept composition, and even the editor-in-chief of Mengya magazine. When he said this, although everyone was still a little sorry in their hearts, they didn't say much more. After all, rules are meant to be binding. If one person breaks the rules, what's the point of making them?

  "Why don't we just do it this way."

  At this time, Wang Mingyang also stood up.

  "The rules are set, and we must abide by them. Without rules, there is no square circle. However, Zhou Fan is a rare talent that appears only once in a hundred years. Whether it's his writing style or the views he expresses, they make us admire him greatly. Even his calligraphy works are rare masterpieces. If he were to come, but not be allowed to participate, it would indeed be a pity."

  Everyone echoed in agreement, "Yes, yes."

  "Why don't we agree to let him take the make-up exam, but since our rules do not allow for make-up exams. How about this: we can make an exception and let him take the make-up exam, but we won't record his score? What do you think, Zhao?"

  "This..."

  Zhao Changtian hesitated for a moment before finally agreeing.

  Zhao Changtian was actually full of curiosity about Zhou Fan and wanted to see his performance with his own eyes. Unfortunately, he was the founder of the New Concept Composition Competition, and the rules couldn't be abandoned. However, Wang Mingyang suggested that he participate in the competition but not record his test scores. In this way, it wouldn't be considered a breach of regulations, so after some thought, he agreed.

  ……

  Two days later, Fang Ruo Han's right arm miraculously recovered. After a series of checks confirmed that everything was fine, Fang Ruo Han was finally discharged from the hospital.

  "Wow, beautiful teacher, you're a dog person."

  Zhou Fan rubbed his slightly aching right arm and cursed softly.

  "You guessed it right, your teacher is a dog."

  As soon as she bit down, Fang Ruo Han also had some regrets. She silently scolded herself for being so impulsive, but since she had already bitten him, regret was useless. Afterwards, she thought about how Zhou Fan had been rude to her and felt that biting him once was actually letting him off lightly.

  "Alright, alright, I'm out of luck."

  Zhou Fan really wanted to curse the heavens for being unfair.

  When I saved the little girl myself, I was also slapped in the face.

  This time I helped Fang Ruohan again and was bitten once more, it's really hard to be a good person.

  However, thinking about it this time, he indeed had some physical contact with the beautiful teacher, and Zhou Fan felt a little guilty.

  "Alright, Professor Wang has agreed to let you retake the exam. This time, you'd better show your true abilities. If you don't do well, I'll tell the school about what happened between us, and I'll even tell your parents."

  "Whatever you say goes."

  Somehow at a loss for words, Zhou Fan didn't want to argue anymore and followed Fang Ruo Han once again to Nan Sha College.

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