"Brother Lin, Brother Lin, why are you spacing out?"

Lin Mengru nudged Lin Hai, who was lost in thought after sending a message.

"Oh, Mengru, I just got a bit too deep into my thoughts." Lin Hai scratched the back of his head and chuckled.

"Oh, Brother Lin, are you really sure you want to help me collect trash?" Lin Mengru asked again to confirm.

She felt that this kind of work might seem embarrassing to the public and worried that others might look down on Brother Lin.

"No worries, campus sanitation workers are as lovable as soldiers."

Lin Hai didn't mind it at all.

Sanitation workers are people, and wealthy people are still people; everyone is human, the important thing is a kind heart.

"Let's go, collect the bottles. Brother Lin has a keen eye and will definitely find more."

Watching Lin Hai's carefree and nonchalant back, Lin Mengru's eyes flashed with strong emotion once again.

On campus, ten minutes later.

"Mengru, see that? Brother Lin is awesome, right?"

Lin Hai boasted, lifting a large plastic bag filled with various drink and mineral water bottles.

"Brother Lin is really amazing."

Lin Mengru took out a small handkerchief and gently wiped the sweat off Lin Hai's forehead.

"Haha." Lin Hai let out an incredibly pure laugh.

"I think we've cleared out this area; let's head over there."

Lin Hai pointed to a small plaza not far away on the university campus and suggested.

Lin Mengru obediently nodded.

"This is where the old professors of Yanjing University come to exercise leisurely early in the morning, so there might be fewer bottles." Lin Mengru gave Lin Hai a heads-up.

"No problem, we'll do a thorough, all-encompassing search and won't miss a thing."

Lin Hai carried a humorous spirit of endeavor.

The two, one big and one small, headed toward the small plaza.

The small plaza indeed had some old men with gray hair.

"These are the top professors of Yanjing University, very knowledgeable. The students who get to attend their lectures must be very fortunate." A deep sense of envy flashed in Lin Mengru's eyes.

"Mengru, do you want to go to school?" Lin Hai asked, moved by something.

Lin Mengru shook her head: "Brother Lin, I can't go to school. If I go, I won't have time to earn living expenses."

Lin Hai was stunned, almost dropping the plastic bag in his hand.

The sister of the King of Soldiers, unable to afford school?!!

Taking a deep breath, Lin Hai smiled and said, "Mengru, if one day, you don't have to worry about living expenses, and a chance to study presents itself, would you want to go to school?"

"Ha, Brother Lin, you're such a dreamer, but it's a beautiful dream. If it really came true, I'd live in an extremely happy world."

Lin Mengru laughed, saying.

"It will happen."

Lin Hai seemed to mumble to himself, his voice very light, not knowing if Mengru could hear it.

This sentence seemed more like he was saying it to himself.

"Look, Brother Lin, that old professor in front seems to be practicing Tai Chi."

Lin Mengru pointed out into the distance.

A few respectful students were around the old professor, seemingly studying.

"Watch carefully, this is the most basic starting posture, do not get it wrong."

The old professor instructed the male and female students.

"Techniques are very important, you must first master the basic skills of the techniques before slowly comprehending them."

Several students nodded eagerly.

Lin Hai sneered as he heard this.

For other martial arts techniques, a solid foundation is indeed necessary.

But for Chen Clan Tai Chi, what's important is not the form, but the essence, using each point of force to achieve the effect of using a small amount to move a large object.

"This old professor's level is probably not very high." Lin Hai quietly said to Mengru.

A student nearby heard Lin Hai's words and frowned.

The old professor seemed to have heard it too but didn't mind Lin Hai, continuing to teach: "Every move, every measure, and action must be precise, let me demonstrate."

As the old professor demonstrated, Lin Hai shook his head again and said to Lin Mengru: "Little sister, if you like Tai Chi Boxing and want to learn, don't learn from this professor."

"Why?" Lin Mengru blinked and asked, puzzled.

In her heart, Brother Lin shouldn't speak without reason.

The nearby old professor also frowned, feeling that teaching his students while a young person nearby repeatedly criticized him was quite disrespectful.

Moreover, what did it mean by saying his level is not good?

These old university professors have quite a temper, they have that lovable stubbornness typical of intellectuals from the older generations.

"Because his level is genuinely not that great. If you persist in learning, you'll damage your foundations, which won't be good for your future path."

Lin Hai answered truthfully.

"What nonsense are you spouting!"

"Bullshit, where did this trash picker come from! Get lost."

Two well-dressed male students, seeming to be living quite well, pointed at Lin Hai and cursed.

"Tsk tsk, the quality of college students is rather mediocre."

Lin Hai shook his head secretly.

"Brother Lin, let's go." Lin Mengru was afraid a conflict might break out, considering how fierce Brother Lin was when he fought in the restaurant.

If the police got involved again, it would be troublesome.

They say being taken to the station twice could lead to mandatory labor education...

"Stop, don't be in such a hurry to leave, let's talk this out."

The male student obstinately blocked Lin Hai's path.

Lin Hai frowned: "What? Want to spar a bit?"

"Hmph, I wouldn't stoop to the level of fighting with a trash picker." The male student said haughtily.

"Liu Sangui, don't bother with this poor person." Another not-so-pretty-looking female student said sharply.

"Liu Sangui? Your name is classic."

Lin Hai let out a cold laugh.

Lin Mengru quickly tugged on Lin Hai's arm, and said, "Brother Lin, let's hurry up and leave."

At this moment, the old professor frowned and waved his hand, admonishing his students: "With this kind of attitude, how can you learn Tai Chi well?"

The students quickly lowered their heads, seemingly afraid of angering the old professor.

This old professor is not only well-researched in martial arts theory but is also a leading expert in the fields of biopharmaceuticals and chemistry. Tai Chi Boxing is just a hobby, but even as a hobby, he's quite proficient.

"Young man, sorry about that, the students were a bit rash." The old professor was quite polite; it was clear he had a good character.

"Haha, it's fine, if a dog bites me, I can't bite back."

"What did you say!" Liu Sangui became furious instantly.

The old professor raised his hand to stop him from rushing over, looked at Lin Hai, and coolly asked: "I'm curious, why do you say that learning from me would mislead the students?"

Lin Hai smiled: "Tai Chi Boxing is not focused on techniques, but on the essence."

"Having techniques in your heart is just a superficial level."

"Having no techniques in your heart, that's the initial insight."

"Only when you reach the stage where having no techniques surpasses having techniques, is it considered mastery."

"But that's still not enough, not the best."

Hearing Lin Hai's articulate response, a strong interest appeared in the old professor's eyes, and he curiously asked: "Then what would you consider the best?"

"The best is when everything in the universe, every factor, such as the timing, environment, human interaction, words, expressions, actions, intentions, a thought, or a fluctuation of emotion can all be used as techniques. This is the ultimate truth of Tai Chi Boxing, which carries the principle of 'from Wuji arises Taiji, and from Taiji arises Yin-Yang'."

Lin Hai spoke eloquently, responding effortlessly and naturally.

The old professor was stunned, followed by a look of deep surprise in his eyes.