The afternoon class starts at 2:00 and ends at 3:30, just repeating the morning class, there is nothing complicated for Aldrich.

It's a pity that there is no "chicken" like Miwo delivered to the door, and the power is not enough.

After the course, Aldrich returned to his office to train in the construction and manipulation of the chain configuration.

"Bang bang bang!"

There was a knock on the door, and Aldridge hurriedly manipulated all the black and gold particles into the prepared box, frowned and tidied up his clothes before opening the door.

Standing outside the door was a boy who looked like a student. When he saw the door opened, he politely said, "Hello, Tutor Aldrich, I'm a second-year medical student, my name is Wright Lang."

"Hello, what's the matter?" Aldrich asked with a cold expression in front of the students.

As expected, he has the same bad personality as in the rumors!

Wright complained in his heart, but he still tried to maintain a smile on the surface, and said politely, "Teacher, I want to sign up for your course."

"The quota is full." Aldridge replied indifferently, but he was very surprised. When the quota was full, the staff of the teaching office would tell the students, why are they looking for him?

"Is the tutor's self-selected quota full?" Wright asked expectantly.

Self-selected places? what the **** is that...

But that doesn't stop Aldridge from talking nonsense:

"Well, it's full."

Wright was completely disappointed and said goodbye, "Excuse me, Tutor."

Aldridge suddenly felt a little guilty, at least the student was polite.

After he left, Aldrich directly knocked on the door next door. Although he didn't want to have too much contact with Abel, who asked him to be next to him?

But Abel wasn't there, maybe he was out in class.

Aldridge was not in a hurry and went back to the office to continue practicing.

However, what made Aldrich depressed was that there were always students coming to disturb him, and he didn't stop all afternoon.

And the purpose is the so-called 'self-selected places'.

Abel finally came back at 5 o'clock. Aldridge didn't let him go back to the office, but dragged him directly to himself.

"What is a self-selected quota?" Aldridge asked him directly after sitting him down.

"You don't know?" Abel sat down inexplicably and asked in surprise.

"Um."

"The dean is also negligent..." Abel muttered, and then said: "Each tutor has 3 self-selected places and 2 selected places, which is equivalent to 5 assistants can be selected from the students, and they can help You handle chores, research projects, etc., and you are responsible for teaching them accordingly.”

Aldrich understood in seconds. Isn't this similar to the postgraduate tutor in the previous life.

Abel continued to introduce: "Self-selection is the choice of students by the tutor, there are only 3 places, as long as the students agree, and the selection is for the students to choose the tutor. Only the top 5 students in the annual assessment are eligible. Of course, the selected students are eligible. Mentors also have the right to refuse.”

Two-way, free, this model is very good, but it is obviously not suitable for me...

Aldridge knew from the first day he entered Spurs that he would not stay in this place for long. After all, his ambition was not to become a famous mentor in the whole empire.

Whether he chooses students or students choose him, it takes time to teach, which will disturb his own rhythm.

"Do you have such a student?" Aldridge asked casually.

"No," Abel pursed his lips sadly and whispered, "Few people like my research direction."

Aldridge could see that he was really sad, and everyone hoped that what they liked would also be liked by others.

Abel didn't feel sad for a long time, and said excitedly: "My teacher once told me that the human body is a treasure of knowledge, the truth of medicine is all buried in the human body, and anatomy is also the way to seek truth."

Aldrich recognized this, and the progress of medicine is inseparable from the development of anatomy. He advised: "Don't care about the world's vision, maybe the truth will only be in the hands of a few people."

Too hypocritical! Aldridge complained in his heart, and he obviously couldn't accept Abel's overly fanatical enthusiasm for anatomy.

"Yes, that's right!" Abel's eyes lit up after hearing this, and he repeated: "The truth will only be in the hands of a few!"

He abruptly stood up from the sofa, pushed the door open and left, saying as he walked, "I can't waste time, I'm going to the laboratory!"

Aldridge twitched the corners of his mouth and got up to close the door.

"Snapped!"

A white and tender hand blocked his movement of closing the door. Aldrich frowned and reopened the door. He saw a girl with a cool dress and an upper-middle appearance.

It's really cool...Sleeveless vest, leather shorts, a lot of skin is exposed in the air, including not deep career lines.

But judging from the appearance, this should be a student, but this dress is really unpleasant.

Aldridge didn't look sideways and asked coldly, "Who are you?"

She smiled silently, and moved her hair vigorously, bringing a scent of fragrance, and then said, "Hello, mentor, I'm Hela Orrand, do you still have a place of your choice?"

"no."

After Aldrich finished speaking, he immediately planned to close the door, but Hela continued to stop him and said, "Teacher, do you think this is good? I invite you to dinner and have a good chat?"

"not good."

Aldridge didn't like students who didn't look like students. After speaking, he closed the door regardless of her reaction.

Hela stamped her feet angrily at the door, muttered "I don't understand the style" almost silently, and turned to leave.

She knows that she has a bad reputation, but that's her fault? Isn't it just a few more experiences of love!

But the reality is that ~lightnovelpub.net~ her grades are highly rated, and she has been in the top 5 many times, but after she successfully chose a mentor in the first year and was abandoned, no mentor is willing to choose her again.

Aldridge thought about it, maybe after the class today, his reputation was spread to a certain extent, and some students who were not selected by the tutor would try it.

"It's better to go back to the residence."

It was unwise to stay in the office. Aldridge was going to go back to his residence to continue his practice. He was interrupted too many times this afternoon.

As soon as he left the office, he ran into a male lecturer at the previous meeting. When he saw Aldridge, he immediately said, "Aldrich, the dean is looking for you."

Aldridge felt a little puzzled and replied, "Okay, I'll go over now, thank you."

The male lecturer walked with him towards the stairs and said with a sigh, "You are really amazing. I just finished the first class today, and many students are talking about you."

"Talking about me?"

"Of course, they said that your lectures are great!" The male lecturer gave him a complicated look and said, "When I was in class today, some students asked me if you were a military doctor."

Aldridge wondered, I deliberately pretended to be fierce and indifferent, how did they react like this...

Is it because his style is too unique, or is this group of students shaking?

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