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As soon as these words were spoken, everyone present immediately showed a thoughtful look.

"Brother Youtao is right. Brother Xinzhe is only interested in studying and never asks about anything else. He doesn't even touch his cell phone."

"I saw a senior on TikTok say before that being too obsessed with cultivation will breed inner demons, and that one should relax appropriately during cultivation. It seems that this senior was right."

"So, you can't just think about studying all day. It's better to play with your phone occasionally to relax."

"Luckily, I insist on playing with my phone every day, otherwise I would have ended up like Brother Xinzhe."

"You should all take Brother Xinzhe as a warning, balance work and rest, and don't rush for success."

At this moment, even Kong Xiu had to agree with what everyone said.

"It seems that mobile phones cannot be completely banned."

After saying that, he looked at Zhang Xinzhe lying on the ground with a look of pity.

The literary mind was shattered and the literary palace was damaged. From then on, the path of Confucianism and Taoism was useless. In this life, let alone making progress, it would be considered good if the cultivation level did not regress.

"What's his future path? Oh!"

After being treated by the academy's doctors, Zhang Xinzhe finally woke up after being in a coma for several hours.

The first moment he woke up, he felt the changes in himself, and a bitter smile appeared on his face.

At this time, Kong Xiu's voice was also heard beside the bed.

"Xinzhe, you should already know your situation. If you wish, you can stay in the academy as a teacher in the future."

Hearing this, Zhang Xinzhe, whose face turned pale, immediately shook his head.

"I appreciate the Dean's kindness, but I know that my literary heart is broken. I'm afraid I'll never be able to climb the mountain of books or swim freely in the ocean of learning again in this life."

"Xinzhe, Confucianism and Taoism are not the only ways. Even if you fail in your studies, you can still seek immortality and Taoism. You are less than two hundred years old this year, so it is not too late for you to change to the way of immortality." Kong Xiu continued to persuade.

However, Jeff Chang shook his head again.

"My heart is broken and it's hard to mend it. I just want to go back to the world, walk around and see the world."

Having said this, he seemed to have thought of something, and quickly stood up and bowed, saying:

"Director, I would like to meet Brother Shaoping and the others."

"You want to thank them, right? I'll go and call them over for you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Kong Xiu disappeared.

A few minutes later, Li Shaoping and others appeared in Zhang Xinzhe's room.

When Zhang Xinzhe saw Li Shaoping and others, his eyes were full of complexity.

He knew very well that the reason why his literary heart was broken and his literary palace was damaged was because of listening to that song, but at this moment he no longer wanted to pursue it too much.

"Brother Shaoping, may I ask what song you guys were listening to earlier? Can you let me listen to it again?"

Hearing Zhang Xinzhe's sudden request, Li Shaoping was stunned at first, then nodded, took out his mobile phone, turned on Qiuqiu Music and started playing fortune-telling.

When the familiar melody sounded again, the expression on Zhang Xinzhe's face became sad again.

At the end of the song, he also let out a long sigh.

"It seems that some things can never be forgotten or let go."

After a long sigh, he bowed to Li Shaoping again:

"Brother Shaoping, I would like you to buy me a cell phone."

When these words were spoken, not only Li Shaoping was stunned, but everyone else in the room also had an expression of disbelief.

After all, before this, Zhang Xinzhe was dismissive of mobile phones. He wouldn't even look at other students when they were playing games or watching TV series, but now he suddenly changed his attitude.

But after a little thought, everyone understood the reason.

"It seems that Brother Xinzhe has realized the problem. He knows that his obsession with studies has led to the growth of inner demons, so he wants to buy a phone to relax."

"That's what I said. Cell phones are good things. How could they possibly harm people?"