The evil forces roaming the heavens

Chapter 1882 Alright, I am a barbarian!
Two days later, at New York International Airport,

Qin Li, with some scratches on his face, appeared.

Looking at Zhang Cheng, who was wearing a trench coat and had a bright smile on his face, Qin Li was furious and said, "Boss, do you know how shameless you are? I..."

"Thank you for the compliment!"

With a broad smile, Zhang Cheng patted Qin Li on the shoulder and said, "Finally, someone has discovered my shining point!"

Staring in shock at Zhang Cheng, Qin Li fell silent upon hearing Zhang Cheng's "acceptance with equanimity."
How could a human possibly do that!
Looking at Qin Li, Zhang Cheng smiled and said, "Let me give you a piece of advice: when you're shameless, no one in the world can laugh at you!"

Staring at Zhang Cheng in astonishment, Qin Li remained silent for a long time before slowly raising his thumb and saying, "Boss, you're the one!"

"I know, hahaha!"

Zhang Cheng happily spoke to Qin Li, then turned and waved, saying, "Alright, I'm going back now. Remember to report to me when you return after completing your studies!"

"Okay, boss!"

With a broad smile, Qin Li waved goodbye to Zhang Cheng, even though he had been tricked by him.

Just after Zhang Cheng left, Qin Li suddenly noticed that there were some extra things in his pocket.
But when Qin Li took it out to take a look, he quickly hid it tightly, because it turned out to be all "membership cards".

After a long flight, the plane finally arrived in Beijing.
As Zhang Cheng walked out of the passage, he unconsciously twisted his neck, making a series of noises.

Zhang Cheng originally planned to return to Meizhou, but after thinking it over, he felt it wasn't necessary.
After all, by now everyone has basically gone to report for duty, so even if Zhang Cheng went back, he wouldn't be able to find anyone.
As for fishing spots, surely he can find a place in this vast city of Beijing?

With that thought in mind, Zhang Cheng simply picked up his suitcase and walked out of the airport.
However, while passing through the passage, he bumped into someone next to him.

Zhang Cheng initially intended to apologize, but upon seeing the man's appearance, he instead showed disdain and contempt.

Because he genuinely didn't expect that there would be overseas students in the 1990s.
Although I don't know where they're from, it seems they're definitely from a place that's offering "aid."

Seeing Zhang Cheng bump into someone and prepare to leave, the person who came to greet him quickly stepped forward and said, "Hey, how can you just leave after hitting someone? Don't you have any manners?"

How do you know I'm rude?

Turning his head to look at the person who stepped forward, Zhang Cheng's face was full of disdain.

Because this is the Far East. If this were abroad, just for daring to block him, his entire family, starting from his living grandfather's generation, would be whipped!

So Zhang Cheng was already quite kind; after all, at least he didn't pull out his belt on the spot.
"Hey, how can you treat people like this! Is this how you treat foreign friends?"

The person in charge of reception, clearly angry, immediately became serious as he questioned Zhang Cheng.
Turning to look at the other person, Zhang Cheng sized them up and said, "Look at your sharp-tongued and mean-spirited appearance. You were able to go to university, your ancestors' graves must have been emitting auspicious smoke, right? Oh, no, looking like you, it's probably because your ancestors' graves were struck by lightning, caught fire, and when the fire department called, no one came, so it burned down and you ended up here? Is that it!"

Upon hearing Zhang Cheng's words, the people around him couldn't help but suppress their laughter.
Because Zhang Cheng's way of cursing is fucking disgusting!

They don't even need to use the eighteen generations of ancestors as a radius anymore; they're just flipping through the family tree and firing at it!

Staring at Zhang Cheng in disbelief, the other person was also furious, their heart pounding, and then pointed at Zhang Cheng, saying, "Holy shit!"

"Snapped!"

Zhang Cheng slapped him across the face, silencing him completely.
"Spellcasting, is that right?"

Zhang Cheng stared coldly at the man, looking down at him condescendingly.
"Do you know who I am?"

The man stared at Zhang Cheng in disbelief, his face contorted with rage as he glared at him menacingly.
"Then do you know who I am?"

Hearing the man's words, Zhang Cheng became even more arrogant than him.
Upon hearing this, the man was so startled that he swallowed hard and remained silent for a long time.
"Go protect your dad! Born walking on the sidewalk, aren't you afraid of getting trampled to death?! If you argue with me again, I'll fucking kill you!" Zhang Cheng gave the man a cold look, made the international sign, turned and walked away with a flourish.
Staring at Zhang Cheng's retreating figure, the man remained silent for a long time before gritting his teeth and saying, "You son of a bitch! You just wait, you just wait!"

After the farce ended, Zhang Cheng hailed a taxi and headed to Renhe Medical College.
As soon as they got in the car, the driver prepared to connect with Zhang Cheng.

However, Zhang Cheng declined the invitation from drivers in Beijing to team up with others.
Because once you strike up a conversation, he can talk to you about everything from the "secret history" of Empress Dowager Cixi's years to how Sun Dianying pried open her coffin!

They might even fabricate a family tree for you, claiming your ancestors were from the Manchu Eight Banners—how absurd is that!
So if you're socially anxious, it's best not to talk when you get on the bus if you don't want to chatter!

The reason Zhang Cheng didn't want to listen was because he was also a long-time resident of Beijing!
However, Zhang Cheng still wasn't used to douzhi (fermented mung bean juice) and chatting. His master, Li Yi, had taught him that taking action is faster than talking!

Li Yicong: Disciple, is it possible that I was teaching you to cook, not to be a person?
Upon arriving at Renhe Medical College, Zhang Cheng stood at the entrance, his face showing admiration.

Because here, he will gradually become one of the world's leading "renowned doctors"!
"Hello, I'm here to report for duty!"

Zhang Cheng took out his identification and handed it to the person in charge of new student registration.

Upon seeing Zhang Cheng's name, the admissions officer immediately looked up and exclaimed, "You are Zhang Cheng!"

"If no one else has this name, then it must be me!"

With a smile, Zhang Cheng began to explain.

"Oh dear, our recommended student has arrived! Quickly, quickly, let the teacher take you to the dormitory."

With a big smile on his face, the teacher looked at Zhang Cheng. He hadn't expected that their school would be able to snag such a promising talent!

Although Zhang Cheng is the world champion of the International Mathematical Olympiad, which has nothing to do with their medical school, Renhe School has a great reputation. Even Tsinghua and Peking University can't recruit such a promising student, but he chose to come to their school!

That's it! That's true depth!

Seeing the teacher's enthusiastic attitude, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but rub his head and say, "Could I really be a genius?"

Just as Zhang Cheng was beginning to doubt his "barbarian" identity, the teacher had already pulled him towards the dormitory.
After settling Zhang Cheng into his accommodation, the teacher looked at him and said, "Zhang Cheng, you must have done your research before coming here, right? Our school offers an eight-year integrated bachelor's and master's program."

"I know, teacher, I will definitely try my best to complete my studies within four years!"

Looking intently at the teacher, Zhang Cheng smiled.

"Four years?"

Staring at Zhang Cheng in disbelief, the teacher froze on the spot upon hearing these words.
"Four years is too long? How about three years? After all, if the study period is too short, I'm afraid I won't remember a lot of things!"

When Zhang Cheng spoke to his teacher, he felt that four years was too long, so he lowered the timeframe.
Swallowing hard, the teacher looked at Zhang Cheng in front of her, and after confirming that she hadn't picked up the wrong person, she coughed and said, "Um, Zhang Cheng, why don't you finish your military training first?"

"Okay, teacher!"

Zhang Cheng nodded to the teacher in front of him and smiled.

Just after the teacher left, Zhang Cheng rubbed his head and said, "Even if someone is stupid, can't they finish their bachelor's and master's degree in four years?"

Qian Lao: No matter how stupid a person is, can't they still graduate with a master's degree before the age of eighteen?
Mr. Yu: No, how could you be so stupid?

Zhang Cheng: Alright, I am a barbarian!

(End of this chapter)