Chapter 45 Witnessing This Technique for the First Time

The atmosphere in the classroom was close to boiling over. The students were as lively as a pot bubbling on the stove, unable to contain their excitement.

“We’re beginning class now, everyone, please quiet down,” Teacher Han announced, starting to write on the blackboard.

Zi Xiaoyin noticed that Gu Xiangnan didn’t have a textbook and pushed her book over so they could share.

Cao Guang couldn’t concentrate fully; while the teacher wrote on the board, he stole a quick glance at them. Seeing how harmonious they were, he felt a pang of jealousy.

To be honest, for Gu Xiangnan, this material was far too simple—he had already mastered it at the age of seven. On top of that, he’d worried about his senior sister last night and hadn’t slept until late. After listening for a short while, his eyelids began to droop; he struggled a few times, then finally rested his head on the desk and quickly drifted off.

Wang Mei parked her car and returned to the gate of the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine, but Gu Xiangnan was nowhere to be seen. She walked into the campus for a bit and, along the way, several male students asked her for her messaging app handle. This secretly delighted Wang Mei for a while. Then she remembered she still hadn’t found Gu Xiangnan. She decided to send him a message and ask.

At that moment, Teacher Han was lecturing passionately at the podium.

“Ding dong!”

Suddenly, a phone notification rang out in the classroom.

He was instantly furious and slammed his book down hard on the podium. “Whose phone is that? Hand it over! Don’t you know you’re supposed to turn your phone off during class?”

Teacher Han stepped down from the podium and began searching among the students.

Zi Xiaoyin immediately lowered her head and nudged Gu Xiangnan, who was still asleep, with her elbow.

She whispered, “Hey, wake up, the teacher’s coming!”

Gu Xiangnan was sleeping soundly when he was suddenly awakened. He slowly opened his sleepy eyes.

“Ding dong!”

Right then, his phone in his pocket rang again.

The entire class turned to look in his direction.

Now he was caught red-handed.

Teacher Han had pinpointed the location and strode straight toward Gu Xiangnan. Up close, Gu Xiangnan still looked half-asleep.

“You’re sleeping in class?!” Teacher Han was so angry his voice rose.

“Yeah,” Gu Xiangnan admitted, and yawned, stretching lazily.

He pulled out his phone and, right in front of the teacher, checked the message—it was from Wang Mei, asking where he was.

He replied with a voice message: “I’m in class. You wander around for a bit, I’ll come find you after class.”

“You’re using your phone in class?”

That was adding insult to injury.

Zi Xiaoyin spoke up in his defense: “Teacher Han, he wasn’t playing with his phone, just forgot to turn it off.”

Teacher Han ignored her, demanding of Gu Xiangnan, “Do you know where you are? This is a classroom! Not a place to sleep. If you’re just idling your days away, how will you ever treat patients?”

Gu Xiangnan lifted his head and answered coolly, “I already know all this.”

What?

He already knows it?

But Teacher Han hadn’t finished teaching yet!

The classroom’s calm was shattered; laughter erupted from many corners.

Teacher Han hadn’t expected such a reply, and frowned. “What’s your name?”

“Gu Xiangnan.”

Teacher Han returned to the podium and flipped through the attendance sheet.

In his memory, there was no student named Gu Xiangnan. And this face was strikingly handsome—if he were really in the class, there’s no way he’d forget him.

To verify, he went over the roster again. Indeed, this person wasn’t listed.

“Are you a student in this class?” Teacher Han pressed.

Before Gu Xiangnan could answer, Cao Guang interjected, “Teacher, he’s not in our class.”

As class monitor, he knew the details.

Teacher Han grew stern. “You’re not a student in this class—are you here just to stir up trouble? I might have to call the police!”

Cao Guang looked gleefully at Gu Xiangnan.

Gu Xiangnan felt a bit regretful—why had he fallen asleep? If he were up on the mountain, his master would surely punish him harshly.

Seeing that Teacher Han was strict, Gu Xiangnan didn’t want to cause him trouble and offered a vague explanation: “The school told me to attend this class.”

“Tch—probably a student from a previous year, always sleeping in class, failing exams, forced to retake the course,” Cao Guang said dismissively.

His analysis was somewhat reasonable.

Teacher Han accepted this guess and told Gu Xiangnan, “Don’t think I’ll go easy on you just because you’re retaking the course.”

“You say you already know it—then I’ll test you. The massage points and techniques I just taught, come up and demonstrate them for everyone.”

Teacher Han had planned it—let him demonstrate, and he’d surely make mistakes. Perfect as a cautionary example.

Zi Xiaoyin raised her hand and stood up. “Teacher, let me do the demonstration instead.”

She knew Gu Xiangnan had just been asleep and feared he might mess up, giving the teacher and classmates an excuse to ridicule him.

Gu Xiangnan whispered in her ear, “Don’t worry, I’m familiar with this.”

Cao Guang’s eyes widened in shock.

He dared to get that close to the goddess!

Gu Xiangnan stood up and walked to the podium, saying as he went, “I need a partner. Who wants to help me?”

“Me!”

“Pick me!”

Nearly all the female students raised their hands.

Having a handsome guy massage you—that was quite a treat.

Gu Xiangnan casually chose a slightly chubby, cute-looking girl.

She blushed and sat on the chair at the front.

Gu Xiangnan stood behind her and began kneading her shoulders.

In front of so many classmates—and with such a handsome guy massaging her—the girl was initially tense, showing little reaction.

“See? Amateur. He can’t even find the right points!” someone mocked.

Only Teacher Han understood—Gu Xiangnan was finding the acupoints precisely, and his technique was excellent. Flawless!

Within minutes, the girl’s cheeks began to flush.

Her face was filled with enjoyment; she closed her eyes, as if lost in her own world, fully immersed.

The classmates were stunned.

It didn’t look like she was faking!

Her breathing quickened, and suddenly she let out a soft moan, squeezing her legs together.

The boys present swallowed involuntarily, Adam’s apples bobbing. The girls turned away, embarrassed.

“Ah!”

The girl who was being massaged snapped awake, covered her face shyly, and fled the classroom.

Teacher Han, however, was secretly astounded.

“Decades ago, when I was in university, my teacher told me: a true master of massage can channel vital energy into the person being massaged through manipulation of the acupoints.”

The classroom fell silent as Teacher Han spoke.

“Once infused with vital energy, one can feel physical and mental comfort and pleasure, and sometimes it can trigger instinctive bodily reactions. Sadly, even my teachers could never reach this level.”

“I’ve worked in this field for decades, met many colleagues, but never seen anyone with such skill.”

“I never imagined… today I would witness it in a young man!”

After hearing this, everyone looked at Gu Xiangnan, their eyes filled with awe.

Could it be that his massage skills had already reached such a height?