Due to too many media paying attention to this matter, the Xinglin Forum, which can only accommodate a few hundred people, is obviously not suitable for this competition, so the gymnasium of Zhonghu Medical University, which can accommodate more than 3,000 people, has become the main venue for this competition.

In order to achieve the best results, the school found a professional team to run the concert site and temporarily transformed the gymnasium into a concert-like venue.

Although it started at 8 o'clock, a large number of media and spectators poured into the gymnasium before 6 o'clock, and the school was prepared for this, and various clubs related to traditional culture of the school took the stage one after another, performing Guzheng, Erhu, Chinese martial arts, traditional Hanfu and other programs, which prepared the stage for this competition and promoted Chinese traditional culture.

Du Lin, who was waiting in the audience, couldn't help but admire the school's arrangement.

Dean Zhang Guanshan quickly recovered his health under Du Lin's careful conditioning, and at this time, with Zhang Xuye's support, he came to the backstage to visit Du Lin.

"Xiao Du, thank you for saving the old man's life, but you're right, I'm a heart disease, and heart disease still needs heart medicine, you cleaned up that two devils well, just give me the best heart medicine!"

Du Lin held Dean Zhang's hand tightly, "Don't worry, Dean Zhang, I promise to convince him to come to you to apologize." ”

"Mmmm, I believe you, when I was in school, I said that you were a genius in Chinese medicine, and you really didn't disappoint me. I'll go first, come on. ”

Looking at Dean Zhang's somewhat awkward back, Du Lin couldn't help but think of the good times when he was in the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine, and perhaps those five years were the most carefree five years of his long life.

It wasn't until about half-past seven that Dr. Zhuang Poshi came backstage unhurriedly, and it was the first time Durin had seen him.

Zhuang Poshi is not tall, only about one meter six or five, and his appearance is still Zhou Zheng, but his eyes always reveal some obscenity, with a pair of gold-wire glasses on his nose, he is an intellectual at first glance, wearing a straight suit, which is tailor-made at first glance, and is worth a lot of money.

If Durin had to find a word to describe him, Durin would think the most appropriate would be "human-like dog-like".

Because Zhuang Poshi came late, the backstage staff was very nervous about helping him put on the microphone, and one of the staff members accidentally wrinkled his suit and was reprimanded by him.

Since this is not a show or a variety show, it would be a bit nondescript to arrange a host.

When the time came, Du Lin wore a Chinese-style placket Tang costume and walked from the backstage to the center of the stage.

Some of the students who knew Du Lin in the audience applauded and cheered for their seniors.

Durin didn't speak, but simply waved his hand at them, which was a sign of gratitude.

The applause stopped, and it stands to reason that Zhuang Poshi should have played, but there was no movement at the door.

Doolin couldn't help but want to see what was going on.

In fact, nothing happened, Zhuang Poshi just didn't leave the door, he knew that big-name stars should be the last finale, he felt that he was also a star in the medical field, and he should also hold the shelf steadily, so that everyone could wait for him and look forward to his appearance, so that he could reflect his noble status, and what he wanted was this kind of effect that had been called for a long time.

Seeing that the stage had been cold for more than a minute, even Zhuang Poshi's own assistant couldn't stand it, and directly pushed his boss out of the door, pushing a little harder, and almost didn't push Zhuang Poshi to his heels.

Zhuang Poshi turned his head and stared at the assistant fiercely, thinking that he would clean you up when I went back.

When he turned to face the audience and the camera, Zhuang Poshi's face immediately changed to a bright smile, "Friends from Zhonghu, friends from the media, thank you very much for coming, hello everyone, I'm Zhuang Poshi." ”

After a brief self-introduction, Zhuang Paused and waited for the applause below.

It's a pity that the applause didn't wait, but what came was laughter.

It turned out that because the venue was relatively large and the noise at the scene was relatively noisy, the sound engineer brought in-ear monitors to Du Lin and Zhuang Poshi, so that what they heard from the in-ear monitors was the sound received by themselves and the other party's microphones, and they could not hear the sound from the scene and the amplifier.

The sound engineer who was reprimanded by him just now secretly yin Zhuang Poshi, and the sound pushed to Zhuang Erhui was his own original sound, and the sound transmitted to the live amplifier was added with a female voice effect, especially the processed voice was particularly sharp and ugly, just like the eunuch father-in-law in film and television dramas.

Therefore, the audience burst into laughter. And all this, Zhuang Poshi is completely unaware.

Looking at Zhuang Poshi with a confused face, Du Lin secretly said in his heart, don't provoke these professionals, otherwise people will be able to find a way to make you ugly in minutes.

Zhuang Poshi's assistant was a little responsible, and hurriedly found the sound engineer and asked him to switch back to normal sound immediately.

The sound engineer also knew that this kind of thing should not be overdone, so he stopped playing tricks on Zhuang Poshi and turned off the female voice effect.

Zhuang Poshi was still stupidly kept in the dark, not knowing what was going on.

Du Lin didn't want to waste time with him, so he said, "Doctor Zhuang, let's get started." ”

Zhuang Poshi no longer dwelled on what had just happened, "Okay, Mr. Du." ”

He deliberately did not call him "Doctor Du", in fact, he also implied that the Chinese medicine represented by Du Lin is not considered medicine, and Du Lin is naturally not a doctor.

The two sat down on the two sofas in the center of the stage, and a few lines of words were typed on the big screen behind them, which was also the content of the first competition: "Medical science." In the most understandable language, the two sides explained the theories of Western medicine and Chinese medicine to 40 foreigners, with a time limit of 10 minutes, followed by a free debate of 10 minutes, and finally 40 foreign judges voted on which medicine was better. ”

As soon as the content of this competition came out, all the audience in the audience was in an uproar, and the content of this competition was too unfair to Du Lin, or to Chinese medicine.

Even if most of them have lived in China for a few years and have no problem communicating in Huaxia on a daily basis, can you expect them to understand the five elements of yin and yang?

Not to mention foreigners, even if there are 40 Chinese people sitting here, if you tell them this, they will know it at most but not know why.