Even the teachers at the school have no choice but to bow down.

Especially at the University of Chinese Medicine in Mu Yue, many students sometimes take a walk outside and take a look at the establishment of the Chinese Medicine School.

[Didn't Mu Yue open a Chinese medicine school? I just don't know if we can go! 】

[Oh, I really want to go to school too! 】

[Just don’t know what the school requires! I am studying Chinese medicine, so I should have a chance! 】

[I heard that the faculty of the school of Chinese medicine is very powerful! 】

[Isn't it? This also proves that Mu Yue's network is very strong! 】

[I heard that there are all masters of Chinese medicine teaching, even if they are not masters of Chinese medicine, they are also their closed disciples! 】

[It really deserves to be the Chinese medicine school built by Mu Yue, it's such a cow! I feel that I have chosen the wrong major! 】

Everyone wants to go to a Chinese medicine school.

Others want to go but they have no way to ask Mu Yue, but the classmates all want to ask.

"Mu Yue, can I ask you something?"

Mu Yue looked at the classmates around him, a little puzzled, "What question? I can answer any questions I can answer!"

"That's right, didn't you build a university of Chinese medicine? I want to ask, can we study?"

"Yeah, we want to go to school, don't know if we can also go to school?"

The surrounding students looked at Mu Yue with expectant eyes.

When Mu Yue heard that everyone was looking forward to seeing her, she thought about it and said, "There are not many recruits. Each school will have a quota. At that time, it will be determined by your academic performance. The top ten will be It's easier to be selected!"

Hearing Mu Yue's explanation, everyone felt their entire heart broken.

"Only the top ten?"

Mu Yue nodded and said helplessly, "Yes, because I don't just cooperate with our school for exchanges and learning, there are other schools, because this is the school I go to, so there are more places, other schools only There will be fewer, only three to five!"

Hearing Mu Yue's explanation, everyone understood.

After thinking about it, there are many universities across the country. Although there are not as many Chinese medicine majors as Western medicine, they are not many.

But if there are three to five people in each school, many classes will be formed. There are ten in their school, which is indeed a lot.

Although I felt very sad, I still had to accept it passively.

However, everyone still hopes to work harder.

Everyone knows that if they study in Mu Yue's school, it is better than their school diploma.

Even though their Beijing University is still the best university in the country, they feel that he is not as good as Mu Yue's University of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

There is a specialization in the art industry, and now a lot of welfare and faculty have been spread, and they have seen it.

That's all masters!

If they can be valued by those masters, their future is bright.

Now they will already know how to think of something for their future.

I regret that I didn't have the opportunity to enter the University of Traditional Chinese Medicine, and I stopped pestering Mu Yue, chatting on his own, talking about whether he could have a chance.

Mu Yue also secretly breathed a sigh of relief, after all, she was not bothered by anyone.

It's just that you still have to talk to the principal about the University of Traditional Chinese Medicine, and ask him to notify him as soon as possible, so as not to be surrounded by people asking about it again.