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Chapter 67 Take a deep breath, dizziness is normal
These people aren't English majors, and they only attend undergraduate programs. While they might not be completely unable to understand, there aren't many English texts that are so clear and easy to understand.

After all, what kind of good English could they possibly understand? Lin Mo felt that he had almost forgotten all his English from his English teacher, and he had barely passed the CET-4 (College English Test Band 4).

It must be said that Second Master's knife is sharp, but his words are even more direct.

It was obvious that Chuanmei, as an outsider, had noticed something was wrong, but she couldn't just tell Director Wang directly that the woman he liked was no good, could she?
Even if you're very close, you can't be so blunt. What if the two of them actually end up together? That would be so awkward!
When the newcomer goes on stage to speak, they'll say, "We've encountered many obstacles along the way, now let the obstacles say a few words."

I guarantee that no one could stand it.

In the end, Director Wang took Chuanmei back first. Lin Mo didn't expose the two annoying guys for following him in the library; his mind wasn't on that at all.

After Wang Chu and Chuan Mei left, Lin Mo returned to the library and continued to read quietly, enjoying the immersive reading experience.

He didn't know if it was the effect of the Brain Gold, but he felt that his brain was working very fast. He usually didn't feel anything about his memory, but if it improved or declined in a short period of time, the feeling was quite obvious.

At six o'clock in the afternoon, Lin Mo closed the book, having finally finished reading the first volume after rushing around.

He took Brain Gold three times in one day. Although it was supposed to supplement brain nutrition, he still felt dizzy and lightheaded.

I closed my eyes and did eye exercises, gently rubbing my eye sockets for a while before I could relieve my eye fatigue.

"Why can't I feel anything?"

When Lin Mo opened his eyes again, he looked at his hands and found that he did not have the feeling of mastering a certain skill as before. He only had some theoretical knowledge of massage and bone setting in his mind.

But he also knew that the knowledge in his mind was what he had read and written down, which was related to Brain Gold, but it was definitely not the skills of massage and bone setting in this book. These were two different things.

Just like a medical student who has a lot of theoretical knowledge in his head, it doesn't mean he is a qualified doctor.

"Does that mean I have to read all three books? No way, if that's the case, why bother with three volumes? Why not just get one thick book? Wait a minute."

Suddenly, Lin Mo remembered the product description from back then.

[Illustrated three-volume edition of Tuina and Bone Setting; Made a decision against ancestral tradition, you'll learn it after reading, burn it after use; ¥24.5]

"Should I burn it after reading it?" Lin Mo pondered, but the more he thought about it, the more sense it made.

Based on my experience over this period, every product description on the shopping page is true. In that case, the "read and disappear" feature might be another prerequisite.

After a moment's thought, Lin Mo gritted his teeth and said, "Let's do it. I've already finished watching it anyway."

With that, he picked up the book, got up, and left the library where he had spent the whole day, intending to find a place to burn it.

If that doesn't work, then he'll have to read all three volumes to master this so-called skill.

He went to the supermarket and bought a lighter. He doesn't smoke and doesn't usually carry a lighter with him.

Only Director Wang and Lao Zhao smoke in their dormitory, but the two are quite civilized and almost never smoke in the dormitory. If they do smoke, they go to the toilet or outside.

On the curb behind the school, Lin Mo found a slightly secluded spot, tore the book into pages, and then lit it with a lighter.

He initially intended to burn it on campus, but since it was the start of the new semester and the student council was very active, even though he was a senior, there was no need for him to risk offending them.

There are no such concerns when you're out in the world, since you're the one who gives yourself your identity.

But there's a downside: his appearance makes him look exactly like someone burning paper money on the roadside during the Qingming Festival.

As the flames burned, Lin Mo clearly felt something different this time; the sensation of knowledge entering his mind in a strange way returned. And the more the book burned, the more knowledge filled his mind, until the entire book turned to ashes.

"It's done! I've succeeded!"

Lin Mo looked at his hands. He had completely mastered the techniques of massage and bone setting, as if he had been doing it for many years.

He also realized that his current skill level was roughly equivalent to that of a doctor in an ordinary hospital—professional, but not an expert. But that didn't matter; once he finished reading the next two volumes, he would be a senior massage and bone-setting therapist, a professional one.

Once he was sure the fire was completely extinguished, Lin Mo picked up a handful of burnt-out ashes, grabbed it, and instantly refined it: "Hmm, almost at the peak of the third stage. Chuanmei, wait for me!"

After saying that, Lin Mo couldn't stop smiling and turned to jog towards the dormitory.

Inside the dormitory, the Sichuan girl, who had been stiffening her neck, suddenly felt a chill: "Huh~ why am I shivering? Am I going to catch a cold?"
Never mind, when is Old Mo coming back? That time is almost here.

Meanwhile, looking at a large bouquet of white roses, he smiled and said, "It'll be soon, it'll be soon. They said they've already headed back. Chuanmei, do you think my goddess will be happy if I give her this lipstick?"

"If someone likes you, you can give them a blade of grass; if they don't like you, you can give them ten gold bars. But if they neither like you nor gold bars, then you're like a dung beetle encountering diarrhea—a wasted trip!" the Sichuan girl replied weakly, rubbing her neck.

Wang Chu:
"No, I admit you're right, but isn't your analogy a bit impolite?"

"Then watch Guan Yu's videos a couple more times; he's so refined."

Director Wang was speechless. Chuanmei had been annoyed by him all afternoon. She hadn't even seen the house, and she had a stiff neck. Tonight, she had to attend the birthday party of someone she barely knew. How tiring!

Just then, the dormitory door was pushed open with a bang, and Lin Mo came in, panting.

"Old Mo's back! Hurry up, the location's been sent, let's..."

Upon seeing him return, Director Wang immediately stood up to urge him on, but Lin Mo pushed him aside, saying, "Get out of the way, Chuanmei, hurry up, let me have some fun."

Director Wang: ? ? ?
Sichuan girl: (⊙_⊙)
"Old Mo, wait a minute, calm down. I'm Chuanzi now, not Li Shiya!"

Lin Mo reached out and pressed the Sichuan girl into a chair: "Stop talking nonsense, I'm asking you, is your neck alright?"

"No, no? It still hurts," the girl from Sichuan stammered, unsure of what he was up to.

Lin Mo breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good!"

Sichuan girl:.
Who is this person? Why are you so happy when my neck isn't even healed?
The next second, Lin Mo was standing behind the Sichuan girl: "Sit up straight."

As he spoke, he began to knead the trapezius and sternocleidomastoid muscles at the back of the Sichuan girl's neck. Having already reached the peak of the third level, he could easily handle such minor issues.

"Does it hurt?"

"It hurts, be gentle!"

"It's okay, you'll feel better soon. I'll be gentle."

Wang Chu:
What's this? The lines are wrong, aren't they? Just as he was about to say something, Lin Mo made Chuan Mei lean back, then made a gesture as if to snap her neck, saying:

"Take a deep breath, feeling dizzy is normal~"

(End of this chapter)