Everything I bought on online shopping platforms was genuine.

Chapter 56 Professor Mu

The next day marked the start of a new month. The second, third, and fourth-year students would return to school today, while the first-year students would begin their studies tomorrow.

Sophomores might still be interested in freshmen entering university, but by junior and senior year, they are basically indifferent and busy with their own things.

Last night, the counselor already compiled the list of students returning to school today in the group chat. The person in charge of compiling the list will have a brief meeting in the teaching building at 2 PM, and then there will be no more issues.

By their senior year, they hardly needed to attend classes anymore. Those who failed courses prepared for retakes, those who hadn't earned enough credits had to figure it out themselves, and those preparing for graduate school had to study on their own.

In short, throughout this year, it all depends on self-discipline. The counselor will not interfere excessively with students' lives. As long as you don't die at school, everything is negotiable.

As for what to do if I can't graduate by next July? What does that have to do with the teachers and advisors? Let them do whatever they want.

Every year, there are also senior students who just coast along on campus, either because their families are well-off or because they don't want to go out and work.

Of course, there are also a few who are truly hopeless and either have to extend their studies or drop out altogether.

Lin Mo got up early, and with a spoonful of Tujia honey water every day, he had developed the habit of getting up early to go to the toilet.

After drinking the honey water, I put on my posture corrector, changed into sportswear, and went out early, heading straight to the playground.

Last night, he searched for Sheng Yang Zhuang online and found that it is a basic Taoist health cultivation exercise.

His movement is also very simple: stand on your flat feet, with the backs of your hands facing each other, slowly raise them above your head and then lower them to the sides in a circular motion, using your toes to generate force, and press your tongue against the roof of your mouth until saliva is produced. Persisting for ten minutes every day can have the effect of clearing the meridians and hips, desensitizing and raising yang.

Some online sources say that this kind of stance shouldn't be practiced haphazardly, as it can easily make you feel weaker the more you practice.

However, Lin Mo didn't have such worries. He started practicing the horse stance following the steps he learned last night. He didn't care whether it would raise his yang energy or not; who wouldn't want to prolong their life?

This time he didn't cheat by using the toilet, after all, it involved a man's own back, and he couldn't be careless.

To be honest, it looks easy in the video, but squatting on it is really tiring. He even doubted at one point whether the longevity effect of this thing was due to daily exercise and had nothing to do with this stake.

If it's just exercise, wouldn't it be the same if he did a set of the third set of broadcast gymnastics?
However, for the sake of his health, he gave up the idea.

As he was practicing standing meditation, Professor Mu, whom he had met the day before, appeared again, and the old lady was still swinging her arms around his body, making a slapping sound, just like yesterday.

Although her hair was snow-white and meticulously groomed, her overall energy and spirit were much stronger than that of a college student. Seeing this, Lin Mo couldn't help but have more confidence in his Fuyang stance.

If an old lady can be so energetic just by swinging her arms, then what I'm doing is a legitimate Taoist health practice, and it's even been endorsed by a shopping website, so it must have some effect.

In less than ten minutes, Lin Mo's forehead was covered in sweat, and he felt very hot. He could clearly feel the temperature in his lower abdomen rising. If it were any colder, he might even be steaming.

"It works! Great!"

Lin Mo was pleasantly surprised. In just a short while, he had already had to rest several times. He didn't know if it was because standing in the stance was physically demanding, or if his body was just too weak.

Fortunately, with proper care and consistent exercise, I'm quite satisfied with my recovery.

Just as he was about to continue, a voice came.

"It's you again, classmate."

Lin Mo turned his head and saw that it was Professor Mu, the arm-swinging maniac. The old lady had probably just finished running a lap and was breathing a little rapidly. She looked at him with some curiosity.

"Hello, Professor Mu!"

"Hello, you've taken my class before? I don't remember you." The little old lady adjusted her glasses, looking puzzled.

“I’ve attended a few of your open classes, but there were so many people, you probably don’t remember me,” Lin Mo said with a smile.

He was a little nervous that Professor Mu, whom he hadn't dared to greet yesterday, had taken the initiative to speak to him today. "I knew it! If you were one of my students, how could I not remember you looking like that? By the way, how were your calculus grades?"

Lin Mo:
Isn't this just rubbing salt in the wound? Saying your grades aren't great in front of people?

Perhaps sensing his embarrassment, Professor Mu pursed his lips, somewhat puzzled as to whether advanced mathematics was really that difficult.

"I saw you running here yesterday morning. These days, not many young people are willing to get up early to exercise. What are you doing today?"

Hearing this, Lin Mo breathed a sigh of relief, finally getting away from this topic, and quickly said, "I learned it online. It says it can prolong life and seems to be a basic Taoist health practice."

He didn't say anything about boosting Yang energy or replenishing kidney energy, so people would think he was already failing at such a young age.

"Health preservation? Really? Does it even work?"

Upon hearing the word "health preservation," Professor Mu's eyes lit up immediately, as people her age pay the most attention to health preservation.

After all, she's getting older, and her health is declining day by day. Moreover, her daily exercise is quite effective, and she's much healthier than her peers, so naturally she's quite interested in this kind of thing.

"Yeah, I think so. I just started practicing too, and it feels pretty good. I sweat quite a bit, so I guess I'll just consider it exercise, right?" Lin Mo said. There's plenty of this stuff online; it's not a secret.

For example, what about Baduanjin, Wuqinxi, and Tai Chi? Aren't they all health-preserving exercises? But whether they are truly effective varies from person to person, and he wouldn't dare to say for sure.

After all, this thing is useful to him because of the shopping page, but it's hard to say whether it will be useful to others.

"Yeah, whatever, let's practice first. It won't hurt anyway. Can you teach me?" Professor Mu was a straightforward person; as long as it was for health, she was willing to give it a try.

Anyway, this thing doesn't require injections or medicine.

“Okay, Professor Mu,” Lin Mo nodded in agreement.

Immediately, the old woman and the young girl started practicing the Fuyang stance on the playground. Lin Mo taught, and Professor Mu learned. The old lady's physical strength was obviously better than his, and she stood in the stance for two minutes longer before taking her first break.

Lin Mo couldn't help but feel ashamed, realizing that he, a young man in his early twenties, was not as good as an old man with a full head of white hair.

Professor Mu was generous and taught him his arm-swinging technique, a true exchange of knowledge.

Twenty minutes later, the two finished their workout. As they were leaving, Professor Mu suddenly spoke:
"Um, I haven't asked what year you're in yet?"

"Professor Mu, it's time for your senior year," Lin Mo replied.

"Senior year, huh? That's good. Have you considered taking the postgraduate entrance exam?"

"Ah? I'm just an average student, I feel like I have no chance," Lin Mo said somewhat embarrassedly.

Professor Mu sighed. She'd finally found someone she liked, but they weren't willing to study. After thinking for a moment, she spoke again:

"By the way, you don't have any classes in your senior year. I happen to have a seminar next Wednesday, and my former assistant has to take leave. Do you want to come? The school offers a stipend?"

"Huh? Okay, Professor Mu!" Lin Mo agreed without really understanding what was going on.

The two exchanged a few words on WeChat, and then Professor Mu left.

Lin Mo was somewhat bewildered as the little old lady disappeared.

"Isn't this supposed to be a yang-supporting exercise? How did it become supporting an old lady?"

(End of this chapter)