Lin Qing quietly chose a seat and sat down. To avoid further embarrassment, she took out a book and pretended to read it intently, trying to ignore the glances that kept coming her way. Only she knew that her mind was completely elsewhere.

After studying diligently for a while, Lin Qing looked up and surveyed the classroom she was in. A timetable was posted on the blackboard, and Lin Qing used her eyesight, which was even better than a pilot's, to read the contents of the paper clearly.

The curriculum of the Traditional Chinese Medicine major mainly includes basic theories of TCM, TCM diagnostics, Chinese materia medica, formulas of TCM, internal medicine of TCM, surgery of TCM, gynecology of TCM, pediatrics of TCM, acupuncture and moxibustion, massage, and classic works of TCM.

In addition, they will also study some Western medicine courses, such as human anatomy, physiology, pathology, pharmacology, and basic diagnostics.

Lin Qing studied Western medicine in her previous life, but in this life, due to various reasons, she has become more involved with traditional Chinese medicine, which is why she chose to study it.

Just when Lin Qing was getting bored, her counselor finally arrived.

"Hello students, first of all, welcome to Beijing University after your hard work! I am your counselor, Wang Hong. Please feel free to come to me with any questions you may have about life or studies..."

"Next, let's get to know each other. I'll call on everyone, and those whose names are called, please come to the front and introduce yourselves..."

"Lin Qing..."

Upon seeing her counselor, Lin Qing glanced around the classroom and realized that there were only 16 students in total, including herself. It seemed that traditional Chinese medicine was indeed in decline, probably because it had been suppressed too severely in the past, to the point that people were now afraid to even learn traditional Chinese medicine. Just as Lin Qing was lamenting this, she suddenly heard her counselor call her name.

Lin Qing gathered her thoughts and then quickly walked onto the podium.

"Hello everyone, my name is Lin Qing. I look forward to working with you all!"

After finishing her speech, Lin Qing quickly bowed and then stepped off the stage.

"It seems that our classmate Lin Qing is a little shy! Lin Qing is the top student in our Traditional Chinese Medicine major, and she was admitted to our Imperial University with the highest score."

"Clap clap clap..."

As soon as the counselor finished speaking, a round of applause rang out in the classroom. When Lin Qing met everyone's gazes, she could already see the admiration in those eyes.

Lin Qing lowered her head, feeling a little embarrassed.

"Next up, please welcome our second student, Zhang Wei," the counselor continued, calling out names.

A somewhat shy-looking boy stood up, adjusted his glasses, and strode quickly to the podium. His eyes darted around, clearly nervous.

"Hello everyone, my name is Zhang Wei, and I come from Jiangnan Province. I have a strong interest in traditional Chinese medicine and hope to learn more here so that I can use this knowledge to help more people in the future."

Zhang Wei's voice wasn't loud, but every word revealed his determination.

The classroom was filled with enthusiastic applause. Lin Qing was also infected by the students' enthusiasm and joined in the applause.

"Alright, next student, Li Hongzhi!"

The counselor continued.

The counselor had just finished speaking when a tall boy confidently walked onto the podium. He was wearing a brand-new Zhongshan suit, with a Hero brand fountain pen clipped to his jacket pocket. (I know it's a Hero brand pen because I have the exact same one myself.) The boy had his hair neatly parted in the middle, and you could tell at a glance that he came from a well-off family.

"Hello everyone, my name is Li Hongzhi, I am 23 years old, and I come from a family of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners in Beijing. My family has been practicing traditional Chinese medicine for generations, and the largest medical clinic in Beijing, Tongyitang, is run by my family. If you need anything in the future, you can come to me, and I will definitely help you if I can."

As soon as Li Hongzhi finished speaking, a loud round of applause rang out in the classroom, much louder and more enthusiastic than that of Lin Qing and Zhang Wei.

Lin Qing shook her head helplessly. This society is just like that; people from good families are often more respected than others.

Next, the counselor continued calling roll, and students went up to the stage one by one to introduce themselves. Some students were full of confidence, while others seemed a little nervous. Lin Qing noticed that although everyone came from different places and had different backgrounds, their eyes all shone with a love for traditional Chinese medicine and an expectation for the future. Indeed, to be able to resolutely choose this major at this time, one must either truly love it or come from such a distinguished family.

After all the students had introduced themselves, counselor Wang Hong smiled and said, "Okay, now that everyone has gotten to know each other, let's talk about some arrangements and things to note for this semester."

Next, the counselor provided a detailed introduction to the course schedule, examination system, school resources, and how to use the library.

Lin Qing listened attentively, nodding occasionally. She hadn't felt this kind of atmosphere in a long time, and she missed it terribly.

"Alright, next is the election of class officers. You have ten minutes. Those who want to run for class officer can come up to the podium and give a speech in a bit!"

As the counselor finished speaking, the atmosphere in the classroom became even more lively. Everyone was discussing quietly; some students were recommending each other, while others were deep in thought, seemingly considering whether they should run for office.

Lin Qing glanced around. She wasn't interested in the position of class officer; she preferred to focus on her studies. She knew that being a class officer was not only an honor but also a responsibility, helping classmates better integrate into the group and solve problems in their studies and lives. She also knew she wasn't suited for the role; she lacked the enthusiasm and attentiveness expected of a class officer.

Ten minutes passed quickly. The counselor stood up again, cleared his throat, and said, "Alright, time's up. Does anyone want to run for class officer? Please come up to the stage and give your campaign speech."

As soon as he finished speaking, a tall boy stood up, walked confidently to the podium, and said with a smile, "Hello everyone, my name is Li Hongzhi, and I am running for the position of class monitor. I believe that the class monitor is the core of a class and needs to be responsible and have organizational skills. I served as class monitor in high school and have some experience. If you elect me, I will do my best to make our class a united and harmonious group."