Soon, Mu Yue was about to set a lecture time, and he would start the lecture on the first day after the end of the final exam.

And this lecture is in the school auditorium, as long as you want to listen to it, you can listen to it.

Since then, there are still so many students who have taken exams. Hearing this news, one by one became very excited and said that they would go to the class.

The people who want to attend the class are not only students from the Chinese Medicine School, but also other students who have nothing to do with medicine.

The entire Beijing University, which was full of learning atmosphere, was full of enthusiasm and expectation.

All just to be able to attend Mu Yue's lecture.

Mu Yue and her friends ate in the restaurant, but her friends made complaints again.

"Mu Yue, you are really getting better and better!" Mu Zhitong said admiringly with a thumbs up at Mu Yue.

An Ziyun also nodded and said with a sigh, "Yes, our professional students have to listen to your lectures! I would rather listen to your lectures during holidays!"

Xiang Tianhe glared, and cried out in dissatisfaction, "You are not students of the Chinese Medicine School, what class do you listen to! You don't understand!"

As soon as they go, they will have no seats for the students of the Chinese Medicine School, okay?

Su Yunxi curled her lips and looked at Xiang Tianhe disdainfully, "What makes us incomprehensible? I have listened to Mu Yue's last lecture, and I also understood it. Why don't I understand it! Don't! I thought that only your students of Chinese medicine can understand, and other majors can also understand!"

Mu Yue listened to the argument of his friends, touched her nose awkwardly, and said, "As long as you like to learn Chinese medicine, you can listen to it. There is no rule about what profession it is!"

"Look, even Mu Yue said it!" Su Yunxi said triumphantly at Xiang Tianhe.

Xiang Tianhe immediately looked at Mu Yue depressed and said, "Mu Yue, how can you do this? You didn't know that this would make it impossible for real students of the Chinese Medicine School to listen to your lectures!"

"Should not?" Mu Yue said with a frown when she heard it.

The school’s auditorium still has a lot of capacity, and it can definitely accommodate two students from the Chinese Medicine School. Students from other professional colleges want to come to listen. It’s okay to accommodate some students, but it shouldn’t be too much.

Xiang Tianhe stared at Mu Yue and said in an incredible tone, "How could it not be possible? Don't you know how powerful you are in this school?"

"Is it such an exaggeration?" Mu Yue blinked and asked in confusion.

Although she knew that she had a great reputation at Jingcheng University, she never thought that her reputation would be so exaggerated.

Mu Zhitong nodded in agreement, and said, "Well, Xiang Tian and you are right! Mu Yue's appeal in the school is indeed very strong!"

Mu Yue touched her nose awkwardly when she heard the words, "I really don't know!"

Everyone raised their middle fingers at Mu Yue, expressing their contempt.

"Cough cough cough, let's watch it again!" Mu Yue waved his hand helplessly, and said with a smile, "Anyway, Dean Shen is arranging this matter, I believe he will arrange it!"

Anyway, Dean Shen is making arrangements, so she doesn't need to worry about these things.

Xiang Tianhe nodded comfortably, "Dean Shen should arrange it!"