This humble Taoist priest wants to take the college entrance exam.

Chapter 62 Give it all to Chen Shi'an to drink (Thanks to Yun Chen Xia Tian for being the patron)

Today's morning reading session is for Chinese.

Chen Shi'an took out his Chinese textbook and asked Lin Mengqiu a question.

"Squad leader, what time do you usually arrive in the morning?"

He was still quite curious. Every morning when he arrived at the classroom, he would see her already sitting in her seat. After evening self-study, he would leave, and she would still be sitting in her seat. The connection between these two classroom scenes always made him feel as if she had been sitting in the classroom all night.

"6:15."

"That's a little earlier than me."

The class's designated time for morning reading was 6:30, which was already earlier than the school's requirement. However, Lin Mengqiu arrived even earlier than her class's requirement, demonstrating her strict self-discipline.

Chen Shi'an pondered, 6:15... He would just meet Xiao Zhi at the intersection, while the class monitor had already arrived in the classroom to study.

No wonder the class monitor always felt he was slacking off...

Fortunately, Chen Shi'an didn't get involved with her. If he had, he really wouldn't have been able to go home that night.

Chen Shi'an picked up the soy milk on the table, inserted the straw, and took a sip.

Wen Zhixia's aunt's family runs a breakfast shop, and they sell soy milk every day. This homemade soy milk tastes much richer and more fragrant than the kind made directly from powder. In some places where it wasn't filtered properly, you can still taste a little bit of soy pulp.

While drinking his soy milk, Chen Shi'an turned to look at Lin Mengqiu's desk.

In a corner of her desk piled with books, there was a bottle of milk. He had seen this bottle of milk since the first day of school, and it had been sitting on the desk ever since, but he had never seen her drink it.

"Squad leader, aren't you going to drink your milk?"

"I don't like to drink it."

"Then you'll still buy it?"

"My dad bought it."

"Oh--"

"..."

Chen Shi'an understood that her father probably thought his daughter's arms and legs were too thin and needed to be nourished, which was why he made soup for her and bought her milk.

Unfortunately, my little girl doesn't appreciate it; she doesn't like soup or milk.

"However, if you have a sensitive stomach, you shouldn't drink too much milk or soy milk. Both milk and soy milk are considered cooling in nature, and since you have a cold stomach, drinking too much of them can cause bloating and acid reflux."

"..."

Lin Mengqiu turned her head and met his gaze, which made her certain that Chen Shi'an was not talking to himself.

When they ate together yesterday, she was very curious about how Chen Shi'an knew that she had a bad stomach.

"Did my dad tell you I have a bad stomach?"

"Uncle Lin didn't mention it, but I can tell. You've had stomach problems for many years, haven't you?"

"..."

Lin Mengqiu looked at him with a surprised expression, but she concealed it well.

Chen Shi'an is right. Her stomach has been bad since junior high school. She has tried both Western and Chinese medicine, but it has not been cured. Her stomach is more prone to problems, especially when it is cold.

But... just how observant must he be to be able to tell she has a stomach problem just by looking at her!

In fact, she had long been used to enduring occasional minor stomach aches, and others didn't even know that she had an upset stomach. In fact, she hadn't been in much pain these past few days, but he could still tell.
Chen Shi'an could certainly tell. In fact, any problems with the body's organs would be reflected in the corresponding areas of the face and complexion. With his ability to read people's faces, he could spot these differences at a glance, even though others could hardly see them.

Medicine is also a path, just like music, chess, calligraphy, painting, swordsmanship, and martial arts. Chen Shi'an has studied them all and has some understanding of them.

"Ah."

Lin Mengqiu nodded, indicating that she agreed with his earlier assessment.

Everyone has a different personality. Some people crave care from others, while others are very resistant to it. In fact, deep down, everyone longs for care, but they are afraid that if others express their concern, they will appear weak. Humans are often such contradictory beings.

Clearly, Lin Mengqiu wasn't the type to appreciate others expressing their concern verbally, and Chen Shi'an, like a doctor, simply spoke to himself:

"Stomach problems can range from minor to serious, but they are the most difficult to cure completely. You need to take good care of them on a daily basis. Since you have a cold stomach and a weak spleen, you should eat slowly to reduce the burden on your stomach. You should also eat less raw, cold, and cooling foods. The stomach is also an emotional organ. Stress, anxiety, and mental distress can all affect digestion. You should take care of your stomach and your mental well-being at the same time."

Lin Mengqiu had been afraid of seeing doctors since she was a child. After Chen Shi'an said these words, the girl felt as if she were in a doctor's office, and she could even smell the disinfectant and various bitter medicines in the air.

Facing Dr. Chen, Lin Mengqiu's imposing manner softened, and she nodded obediently.

"Remember?"

"remember……"

After a while, the girl came to her senses and saw him looking smug and self-satisfied. She quickly put on a stern face and glared at him. "Look at you. I always say you have to control your emotions and have a peaceful mind to have a good stomach."

"..."

Lin Mengqiu ignored him.

Seeing the bottle of milk on the table, she thought for a moment, then picked it up and placed it between the two of them.

"Ok?"

"You drink it."

Lin Mengqiu was pondering what to do with the box of milk her father had just bought in the dormitory.

Now look what's happened, let Chen Shi'an drink it all...

……

After the morning exercises, Teacher Wan went to the principal's office.

"Principal Lin, you were looking for me?"

"Old Wan, have a seat."

Teacher Wan sat down at the tea table. Whether it was because the tea stool was too small or because he was too big, he always felt cramped when he sat down.

Although she was a teacher, Ms. Wan always felt that she was a rough person and that her appearance and temperament could not compare with those of the subject teachers who taught academic subjects.

It's rare to see Principal Lin sitting so elegantly, brewing tea in a porcelain teapot and small teacups. He always prefers to use large cups to hold tea leaves and drink strong tea.

Principal Lin in front of him was a true intellectual. The two were about the same age, and Teacher Wan knew very well how difficult it was to get into a top university in those days, not to mention that Principal Lin came from such a poor background. Teacher Wan admired him very much, but what he liked most about Principal Lin was his 'loyalty and sense of justice'.

Teacher Wan has read many martial arts novels, and he is indeed as Chen Shi'an said, quite sincere. Of all the school leaders, only Principal Lin is one he truly respects.

“Good tea!”

Teacher Wan's large, thick fingers gently pinched the small teacup, as if afraid of crushing it. He didn't really know how to appreciate tea; after all, it was such a small cup, gone in a slurp, not even enough to moisten his throat. Nevertheless, he still praised it, saying, "Good tea."

Having worked in society for so many years, he has learned the ways of the world, and although he still has some sharpness, it has all been buried in his heart.

"Teacher Wan really enjoys using Douyin! If it weren't for that video of Shi'an practicing Baduanjin, I wouldn't have known you posted so many videos on Douyin!"

Seeing Principal Lin's relaxed demeanor, which didn't seem like he was being reprimanded, Teacher Wan also relaxed, scratching the back of her head somewhat embarrassedly, and said:

"I just post random things for fun, like daily life, sports tips, and travel experiences. I find the comments from netizens quite interesting."

"That's good. The times are different now than before. There wasn't nearly as much entertainment back then."

Lin Ming chuckled and poured Teacher Wan another cup of tea.

He had just arrived at school in the morning when his teacher told him, "Principal Lin, our school has become a sensation online." Lin Ming's reaction was immediately alarmed. The internet is a double-edged sword, and leaders are most afraid that good news doesn't travel far while bad news spreads like wildfire. He wondered how the school could have become a sensation online when there hadn't been any problems recently. After watching Chen Shi'an's video of the Eight Pieces of Brocade, he finally understood what had happened.

"Shi An's video is getting a lot of discussion. Let me see... it's almost 200,000 likes." Lin Ming took out his phone, held it a little further away, and squinted to see clearly.

"If Principal Lin thinks it's inappropriate, I'll delete the video right now." Upon hearing this, Teacher Wan also took out her own phone.

Lin Ming waved his hand: "It's alright, it's not a bad thing. Shi An is a Taoist who has truly achieved success in his cultivation. Since he agreed to let you release this video, it's good for everyone to see and learn from it."

"Does Principal Lin also know about these things?"

"Ha, I even spent a month practicing Taoism under Shi'an's master back then!"

"Is that so?! Lin Xiao, are you a Taoist priest too?"

Lin Ming shook his head upon hearing this and laughed, "I don't have that aptitude. It's already a great blessing and opportunity for me that Master Chen is willing to guide me for a month. How could I dare to dream of being accepted as his disciple!"

"Principal Lin, I think Shi'an isn't your average Taoist priest. The feeling he gives me... how should I put it..."

Teacher Wan, frustrated by his lack of education, scratched the back of his head, unsure how to organize his thoughts.

"Teacher Wan, there's no need to delve too deeply. There are many things in this world that we can't understand. Just do your job well."

"What Principal Lin says is true. By the way, Principal Lin, I have something I'd like to discuss with you."

"what's up?"

"When I saw that the students weren't very enthusiastic about doing the morning exercises, I thought, could we learn from other schools and change the morning exercises to Baduanjin (Eight Pieces of Brocade)? Many schools are promoting this now, and the freshmen in the first year of high school haven't started practicing the morning exercises yet, so we can start practicing it first."

"Professor Wan's suggestion is worth considering."

Lin Ming pondered, "How about this, I'll have the teachers in each class conduct an opinion survey, and we should also take the students' opinions into consideration. If more than half of them agree, we can implement it."

"Good good!"

(Thank you Yunchen Xiatian for being the Alliance Leader! You're so generous! May you prosper! Thank you so much for your support!)
(End of this chapter)