Madame is Pretending to be an Academic Slacker Again!

Bamboo courtyard backyard.

In the hot spring pool.

The two silhouettes, one tall and one slender, appear especially harmonious amidst the mist.

Just like any couple soaking in a hot spring, romantic and intimate.

However.

When turned to face forward.

Although the two are close, the man remains upright and proper, sitting straight and not glancing at the petite woman even once.

As for Qin Xin, she’s lightly tapping with her slender fingers, writing and drawing on the green rock by the shore, using the hot spring water.

”Dendrobium... no, it’s better to use roasted licorice... cheap and righteous...”

”Add a little bamboo shavings to clear the stomach’s discomfort and the lungs’ dryness.”

”Right, how about adding some northern schisandra and prepared rehmannia root? Perfect for symptoms of internal phlegm obstruction and restless mind...”

”As for drowsiness, let me think about what to add...”

Qin Xin focuses with one hand supporting her chin, while the other writes down her herbal recipe on the green rock.

Occasionally, she asks the man beside her, ”Master, do you think if we have patients practice several sets of Eight Pieces of Brocade every day, would it also help with their condition? It’s not tiring and aids in strengthening vitality, perfect for this type of warm disease.”

The man nods, ”It can help.”

His slightly closed eyes can’t help but reveal a small slit, looking at the little woman seriously pondering the herbal recipe.

Qin Xin suddenly comes up with an idea, ”How about you make an instructional video, master?”

The man: ”...”

Turning a romantic hot spring bath into a place for researching herbal recipes is already something, but now you want to package me for sale?

Seeing her master’s stiff back and his large hands awkwardly placed nowhere, Qin Xin can’t help but curl her lips into a smile:

”I’m joking, master. You’re practically at a master level with the Eight Pieces of Brocade. How could you make a video? How about this, I’ll teach Old Wang next door to understand it, let him make the video, and post it on Douyin. It’ll definitely go viral.”

Imagining the brother driver wearing a floral cotton jacket, practicing the Eight Pieces of Brocade diligently in the snow within the enclosed courtyard, it’s quite amusing to think about.

Qin Xin speaks and acts immediately, ”Whoosh—” she emerges from the hot spring, impatiently wraps herself in a towel, and heads out to teach Old Wang the Eight Pieces of Brocade.

Seeing this, the man quickly gets up, feeling somewhat frustrated.

Predicting that Old Wang might become famous because of her, he feels a bit uncomfortable for some reason.

”Wait.”

”Huh? Master, you continue soaking, I’ll go teach by myself. No need for you to step in, sir.”

”Together.”

”Huh? Master, are you also going to teach Old Wang? He’s really lucky.”

”Teach a few more.”

The man’s words are concise, but Qin Xin understands.

The master is suggesting to teach more drivers the Eight Pieces of Brocade, and then make a group video?

”Alright then, having more people is more impressive. Hurry, master.”

The man: ”...”

With more people, Old Wang won’t stand out as much, great.

==

The ”group dance” video of the Eight Pieces of Brocade that Qin Xin filmed for Old Wang and others, as she expected, quickly became a hit.

People stuck at home with nowhere to go all started to learn from Qin Xin’s video, and soon it became all the rage throughout the city.

The expert team in Qingcheng noticed this news.

They quickly reported it to the team’s leader, Professor Xu Shifeng from the Imperial City Medical College.

”Expert Xu, take a look at this video, it’s astonishing...”

Xu Shifeng glanced at it with disdain, ”A few farmers performing the Eight Pieces of Brocade, is this worth making a fuss about? The Eight Pieces of Brocade is a good thing, but how many people in the world truly grasp its essence? Most people can’t get it right, might as well use it as a regular health exercise. Cure diseases? What a joke!”

The subordinates had a troubled look, actually, what they wanted the expert to see wasn’t the Eight Pieces of Brocade, but rather...