Liu Qingqing and Sheng Jinxiu didn't say how long before class started. Sheng Jinxiu turned around and returned to her seat. The moment Sheng Jinxiu turned around, Liu Qingqing's face turned cold again.
Tsk tsk tsk, in the morning Liu Qingqing was still marveling at how quickly Song Nuanxia's face changed, but now it's happening to her as well, not at all slowly!
The teacher who came in looked quite young. He wore the badge of an eighth-level pharmacist. Although he was a teacher, he was obviously one level lower than Liu Qingqing.
This is the kind of teacher who has very solid theoretical knowledge!
However, when the teacher started to lecture, it was obvious that he was a little nervous. Liu Qingqing didn't like to look up during class, because she knew everything the teacher said. The teacher gradually got used to Liu Qingqing's way of listening to the lecture.
However, whenever Liu Qingqing glanced up at the teacher, the teacher would stiffen and start stuttering. Then, he would constantly check the knowledge points he had written down, fearing that he had made a mistake.
Liu Qingqing really didn't know that her glance could have such a great influence, so she simply didn't look up in the following classes, otherwise the teacher would be tired and she would be tired too.
Finally, the teacher finished the class. He breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at Liu Qingqing at the back of the crowd, and then ran away in a hurry.
Liu Qingqing felt helpless. Was she really that scary?
However, she forgot what it meant to become a ninth-level intermediate pharmacist at the age of 18 in the eyes of those pharmacists.
It is no longer just a symbol of status, but also a sense of oppression that geniuses bring to ordinary people!
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