Luo Ziling’s guess was naturally correct. When Yang Qingyin, dressed in flowing Hanfu, appeared in the classroom, it triggered a commotion among the men, who exclaimed and frantically took photos.
Because the news of his attending the class had spread, many students came to audit it. Although the class was held in a small auditorium that could accommodate nearly 300 people, it was already packed even before the class started, with people even filling the aisles.
Yang Qingyin arrived a little late and was the center of attention as she entered the classroom.
The men exclaimed, and the women followed with screams.
"The beauty of Hanfu, today I finally truly experienced it!" someone wrote in their social media circle.
Others said: "Now I know what country-toppling beauty really is!"
A young girl expressed her envy on her social media: "Why are some women just born to be envied?"
"A goddess matches a male god, all we mere mortals can do is envy, how do we live?"
Cao Jianhui and the others had arrived early to reserve seats, and as instructed by Luo Ziling, they also saved a spot for Yang Qingyin.
Amidst the disapproval of many who couldn’t find seats and had to stand in the aisle, Yang Qingyin gracefully walked to the only available seat and, amid enthusiastic greetings from Cao Jianhui, Li Fuming, Wu Longjiang, and others, took her seat.
When Yang Qingyin walked into the classroom, Luo Ziling followed her inside.
After smiling at Yang Qingyin, he walked to the podium, raised his hand slightly, indicating everyone to quiet down.
"Some might have opinions about Little Yang having a seat despite being late; I can only say a goddess’s charm is astonishing. Knowing she’d attend the class, some fans volunteered to save her a seat. This is good too; sitting at the front, everyone can admire her demeanor, and I can see a bit clearer. As they say, beauty is food for the soul. I didn’t have lunch today, so peeping a bit might fill the stomach. Plus, looking at beautiful girls and handsome guys, people get more excited. I belong to the type that gets more excited the better I can lecture, so...."
Luo Ziling’s teasing words were interrupted by an enthusiastic round of applause.
"So shameless!" Dong Xiaowan, who was in the front row and did not clap, curled her lips in disdain, "I’ve never seen someone with so little shame!"
Of course, there weren’t many who felt the same as Dong Xiaowan; most students thought Luo Ziling, without a trace of a teacher’s airs, spoke like one of them, and his adorably shameless demeanor merited warm applause in acknowledgment.
Yang Qingyin blushed slightly at Luo Ziling’s words, and eventually stood up, gracefully bowing to apologize to everyone.
Luo Ziling’s classes have never disappointed anyone.
No matter how dull something was, once spoken by him, it would become extremely interesting.
Moreover, he would even diagnose students’ illnesses on site.
He would find opportunities to examine those students who felt unwell or suspected they were ill.
But the number of examinations had to be controlled, otherwise, a class could last all afternoon.
Despite Luo Ziling controlling the number of spot exams, a class still ran over half an hour longer than normal.
The originally forty-minute class eventually ended after more than seventy minutes.
When Luo Ziling announced the end of class, most people still looked unsatisfied.
"If all the other teachers were as amusing as Handsome Luo, I’d definitely attend class every day without skipping!" someone remarked after class ended.
"With such a handsome teacher, I wouldn’t ever skip class!" A girl, smitten and almost swooning, though she couldn’t see Luo Ziling anymore, still looked entranced.
Another girl, equally as smitten, said, "Next time Luo the god comes to teach, I’ll definitely arrive early to grab a front-row seat, so I can watch him throughout the class, how nice!"
Yet another girl had more thoughts: "Next time I’ll try to go up and take a picture with him, and I’ll post it on social media, guaranteed to earn countless likes and comments! If I can get a picture hugging him, there would be no regrets."
The frenzy of girls idolizing stars is something beyond what you can ever guess with logic.
"The classroom is too small and there are too many students; we should strive for a larger classroom!" This was Dong Xiaowan’s thought.
Her classes also had a lot of auditing students, with aisles filled, similar to Luo Ziling’s classes.
Though the other professors’ classes were slightly less exciting, the number of auditing students wasn’t small either.
It’s not a good thing for students to stand listening to lectures for long, even if they do maintain discipline.
Taking notes and such becomes too inconvenient.
Luo Ziling didn’t care about these things. After class, he left with Yang Qingyin.
Seeing the two leaving together, naturally sparked many discussions again, and having their photos taken secretly was inevitable.
As they walked to the parking direction together, Yang Qingyin playfully asked Luo Ziling, "Did I bring popularity to your class by attending?"
"That’s for sure!" Luo Ziling smiled, "Wherever you go, you attract all the attention, popularity booming!"
"Is this outfit beautiful?" Yang Qingyin twirled in front of Luo Ziling, "Just had it custom-made, Han-style dress, actually not much different from a long dress."
"Even more beautiful than the outfit for the wedding!" Luo Ziling sincerely praised, "At first glance, I thought an ancient princess had traveled back in time!"
"I want to lead the fashion trend at Yan University!" Yang Qingyin playfully laughed, "In the future, I might start a very unique fashion company."
"Seems like you’re in a good mood, did something good happen!" Luo Ziling asked Yang Qingyin with a smile, "Can you tell me? What made you so happy?"
"No such thing!" Yang Qingyin continued to smile playfully, "Just slept well last night."
"What did your mom say to you?"
"My mom said, no matter what, she’ll always be my strong backing. Whatever I do, she’ll support me unconditionally, even if my dad disagrees," Yang Qingyin playfully blinked, "Isn’t that good news?"
"Uh!" Luo Ziling scratched his nose, "Seems like your mom gave you confidence!"
"Hurry up, Grandpa’s been waiting for a while!" Not wanting to discuss these matters with Luo Ziling, Yang Qingyin pulled him to walk faster, "Why are you so slow?"
Luo Ziling had to quicken his pace.
On the way to the Yang Family Old House, Luo Ziling asked Yang Qingyin about some matters concerning Yang Yuanshan, but Yang Qingyin was reluctant to say much, just telling Luo Ziling to ask Yang Yuanshan himself.
"What I say is just one-sided, if you want to ask anything, just ask my grandfather!"
Luo Ziling had no choice but to drop it.
When they arrived at the Yang Family Old House, Yang Yuanshan was in the courtyard, resting with his eyes closed, only opening them when he heard a noise.
After Luo Ziling and Yang Qingyin greeted him and sat beside him, Yang Yuanshan immediately asked him a question.
"I heard you prescribed a formula to Chen Ruchang through the hospital, did you plan to save him again?"
Yang Yuanshan asked this question directly upon meeting, making Luo Ziling feel something unusual.