The Martial Artist Turned Movie Mogul-Chapter 805 - 804. Textbook video revised!

This autumn, Professor Yu, due to the limitations of his energy, declined to teach all of the undergraduate courses and focused on instructing the graduate students of the Traditional Chinese Medicine department.

The reduced pressure on teaching allowed the old man more time to conduct research on ancient formulas, and as a consequence, the professorship of Tang Shu’s "Herbology" has been replaced at the start of the school term.

As a tall figure took a stand at the lectern, the previously noisy classroom suddenly fell silent. Everyone sat neatly, like primary school students in the presence of the headteacher, their demeanor not just respectful, but also somewhat restrained.

Cheng Ranran didn’t even dare to breathe heavily, her round little face tensed with nervousness, almost adorably so.

Tang Shu swore she had never seen a more well-behaved Ran Bao, whose whole being seemed to scream, "I am a good baby."

"Everyone should be aware of their midterm exam scores. I hope that all of you can quickly identify your weaknesses and clarify any knowledge points you don’t understand."

The man standing on the platform was a handsome gentleman in his thirties, wearing glasses on his face and dressed in a white shirt, exuding an elegant and refined demeanor. Whether walking through the quiet campus or standing in the classroom, one could feel his strong literary atmosphere.

The familiar question flashed upon the opened slide, taken from an exam paper from a few days ago.

"The purpose of today’s class is to explain the questions with the highest error rate from the exams..."

Monday’s "Herbal Medicine Class" was two sessions back-to-back, spanning three hours in total. By the time the first class was over and the fifteen-minute break had commenced, all the students breathed a sigh of relief.

"My God~~~ Teacher Lu’s presence is too strong. I don’t even dare to speak, whimper~~"

"He looks all smiley-eyed and seems approachable, but why do I feel too scared to even take a deep breath?"

"It’s about the aura, the aura! He clearly seems like someone you shouldn’t mess with, right?"

"I don’t know why, but whenever Teacher Lu squints his eyes, I feel this chill in my heart..."

Why are these elite students not afraid of old professors, but scared of a young man who is only seven or eight years older than they are? This defies logic!

Ye Xiaohui took a deep breath and flipped through the midterm exam paper in her hand, "Finally, Teacher Lu has stepped out. Every time I see him, I feel this natural sense of awe."

Cheng Ranran, for once not indulging in her daydreams about men, shook her head in astonishment, "Don’t you guys think Teacher Lu is kinda like... um, a cultured scoundrel that you see in TV shows?"

Tang Shu: "..."

Ye Xiaohui: "..."

If Teacher Lu knew what you said, you’d kiss your future "Herbology" grades goodbye.

"Why would you say that? Teacher Lu, despite his strong aura, is nothing like a villain. Where did you even get the idea of ’cultured scoundrel’ from?"

Cheng ’Internet-addicted’ Ran surely had her own logic, "Everyone says he’s not easy to provoke, and he’s always got that smile. Think about it, if someone angered him, Teacher Lu is definitely the type who outwardly chooses to forgive you gently but secretly is the kind of person who would scheme against you to the fullest."

"That sort of makes sense?."

"Right, right? Doesn’t that kind of schemer count as a cultured scoundrel?"

"..."

Why does it feel kind of logical when you put it that way?

Their thoughts were gradually led astray by the senior internet addict.

"The last big question has been explained; I wonder what the content of the next class will be?"

Ye Xiaohui, her test paper filled with notes, flipped through it again. As the bell for class rang, Professor Lu appeared at the lectern, right on schedule.

But this time, he turned off the original slides in front of everyone’s eyes and opened up a video streaming website.

Huh?

A video streaming site?

The 150 students in the auditorium were stunned, their curiosity growing heavier.

As the mouse cursor on the big screen hovered over the video titled "Herb Collection and Processing - Kudzu Root," Tang Shu’s previously uneasy hunch grew increasingly strong.

"I have something to announce. Starting today, all videos mentioned in the herbology textbooks will be updated. Just now, the Medical College announced the news on the official website and uploaded 47 relevant videos to a designated streaming platform."

Professor Lu paused for a moment, a smile surfacing on his handsome face, "Furthermore, the herbal knowledge that you have previously studied needs to be reviewed starting with the instructional videos. I need everyone to write a research paper for me after watching each video."

A thunderbolt from the blue! The 150 students in attendance exploded in reaction to this news.

"What, what? All the supplementary videos related to the textbooks are being updated???" freeweɓnøvel.com

"Hold on... why does this sound familiar?"

"Of course, it’s familiar. The textbooks we are holding were just updated a short while ago, and last semester they added a dozen pages about Snow Soul Grass!"

"So, it’s not enough to update the textbooks, now they want to overhaul the supplementary videos as well?"

"My goodness! Why are we always the ones who suffer?"

"This... isn’t just us, though, is it? Teacher Lu just said all videos related to herbs are getting updated. At least we’re only sophomores, right? The seniors probably have to cry out loud because they will need to reinforce everything they’ve learned before."

"Emmm~~ Why didn’t I graduate earlier?"

"Please, don’t even mention it. We have 47 videos to review all over again, okay? This is a huge project, considering each video is no less than 20 minutes long."

"And, after watching, we still have to write re-search papers!"

...

A bolt from the blue!

The expression on every student’s face in the hall read one thing: they were utterly despondent.

Cheng Ranran’s round little face instantly furrowed, mumbling in disbelief, "I knew it... there was something off about Teacher Lu’s smile!"

Ye Xiaohui nodded vigorously in agreement, "Now, I think I understand what you meant by ’cultured scoundrel’."

Tang Shu: "... Ahem."

She discreetly shifted back half a seat to make her presence as small as possible.

For the next hour and a half, the students of the Traditional Chinese Medicine department had to watch the videos, each bearing a vague and dazed expression.

Whilst Teacher Lu on the platform kept a smile on his face, in stark contrast to the faces of the audience.

***

This was an extraordinary Monday morning.

For the Internet at large, Mu Ziwei’s apology statement was shocking enough, and while enjoying the drama, they couldn’t help but sigh as they witnessed the self-destruction of a celebrity. However, for the medical students in academia, the day was nothing short of a nightmare.

"You might not believe it, but our "Herbology" lecturer told us our textbook got updated again!"