A contestant dressed in ordinary clothes was stopped by a reporter before he could reach the entrance hall.

"Hello, I'm Xiaohu, a reporter from Tiantian News, may I ask this contestant, can I take up a little time for you to interview?" the reporter said.

The contestant was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "Yes, I can enter before eight o'clock." ”

Participants in this competition must arrive at eight o'clock in advance to prepare, and officially start at nine o'clock, once they miss the time of this competition, they will be directly disqualified from the competition.

After all, as a Chinese medicine practitioner, punctuality is very important, and sometimes it is a fraction of a fraction of a time to cure a disease and save people.

Therefore, a contestant who is not punctual, no matter how good his medical skills are, is not recognized.

"Great, it's only half past seven, and I won't take up too much of your time, what do you call it?" the reporter said.

"My surname is Wang, the king of the old king next door. The contestant said.

"It turned out to be Dr. Wang, you are so humorous, how sure you are that you will win the first place in this competition today. The contestant said.

"Ten percent. "The contestants are not amazing.

The reporter was stunned for a moment: "Doctor Wang, are you so confident in your medical skills?"

"I think this has nothing to do with self-confidence, treating diseases and saving lives is a responsibility, and being responsible for patients will naturally have a great degree of certainty. The contestant said.

As soon as these words came out, it seemed that the reporter's speech was a little abrupt.

"What Dr. Wang said is that today I not only hope that you will have a good performance, but also hope that you can carry forward traditional Chinese medicine, but I take the liberty of asking, are you carrying a flute in your bag?" the reporter asked, and he found that the contestant was carrying a bag, and the zipper behind the bag was not tightened, revealing a long bamboo instrument.

"I'm sorry, but this is a flute, a flute for a, not a flute. The contestant said lightly.

"Uh, I'm sorry, forgive me for being clumsy, may I ask what you are doing with a flute? Can it also be used to treat diseases?" The reporter was surprised, shouldn't Chinese medicine all carry silver needles or something?

"Of course, healing, I'm good at it. The contestant said.

cure?

Nima, can you still blow the cowhide a little bigger?

The reporter is so eloquent, I really don't know what to say, I originally wanted to get some hot news, but now the air is embarrassing.

"Well, Dr. Wang, then I wish you all the best of luck and play to your true level. "The reporter saw that there seemed to be other contestants, so let's forget this first, and I won't chat at all.

"Thank you, but please remember, my surname is Wang, the king of the old king next door, and I am good at. After the contestants finished speaking, they didn't look back and went straight in.

The corners of the reporter's mouth twitched, and he really wanted to ask, is this Nima a mental hospital on holiday today? Is there any logic in the speech?

Just waiting for the reporter to be in a trance, a fellow reporter next to him had already snatched away the target he wanted to interview.

This contestant, dressed in a robe and with a bald head on his head, looked more like a monk.

"Presumably, this must be the true disciple of Foshan's Buddhist medical sect, Master Yuanxin. Another reporter was quick and quickly stopped the monk and interviewed him first.

"It's the poor monk. Master Yuanxin nodded.

"I'm a reporter from Scratching Fox News, may I ask Master Yuanxin, in the area of traditional Chinese medicine, there are four resounding titles, South Buddha, North Beggar, East Evil, and West Witch, is it true?" the reporter asked.

"This is just the saying of the world, the poor monks do not pursue these false names, they just want to transform sentient beings. Master Yuanxin said.

"Master Yuanxin's consciousness is profound, and no one can match it, but you truly represent the Southern Buddha, and in the entire south, your Buddhist medical sect should be the most powerful. The reporter said.

"Miao praised, the poor monk wants to enter the arena early, I hope you don't stop it. Master Yuanxin said.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to delay your time, I just wanted to promote with Master Yuanxin, so that you Buddhist medicine can accept more disciples. The reporter said.

"Buddhism and medicine only accept people who are destined, if you really want to learn from a teacher, you must also have six pure courage. After Master Yuanxin finished speaking, he said Amitabha Buddha and left lightly.

The reporters around were speechless for a while, this wanted to find a Buddhist doctor to learn medicine, it was really not simple, and he actually had to see through the red dust to become a monk.

But if you really want to say it, these doctors of the Buddhist medical sect are indeed very highly attained, they have six pure roots, and they are dedicated to the study of medical skills, and they must spend more time on this.

Suddenly, a man in tattered clothes walked in the distance.

This man is sloppy, full of stench, his hair is messy, and he can stir-fry oily food.

When he came over, many people stayed away, wondering if a beggar had come to beg for money.

But this beggar is a self-acquaintance, and when he saw these reporters, he hurriedly approached and said, "Hey, what are you running, I'm also a contestant, you can interview me." ”

"Hehe, you're a contestant, so I'm still the referee! ”

"Paralyzed, can you stay away? Lao Tzu is going to be smoked by the stench on your body. ”

"Damn, can you stop teasing? It's fifty dollars, take it and leave. ”

The surrounding reporters and media workers only felt a tumbling in their stomachs, and a few reporters directly took out the money and threw it at the beggar.

It's just that the beggar didn't even look at it, and said angrily: "With such a little money, should you send it to Hanako?"

"Nima, your name is Hanako, okay?"

"Can I figure myself out?"

"Security guard, please blow this person away, he affects the city too much. ”

Not only the reporters and media here, but even the spectators who came to watch the game in the morning, and even some of the contestants, all looked at this sloppy beggar with disdain.

Due to the sensation it caused, the security guards naturally rushed over.

It's just that this beggar directly took out the invitation and said, "Hey, I said you guys should figure it out, I'm really a contestant, okay?"

The security guard was stunned for a moment, saw that the invitation didn't look fake, pinched his nose and said, "Can you show me your invitation?"

"No problem, but please prepare me breakfast later, I want to eat roast chicken." The beggar buckled a boogie, popped it out, and actually hit a reporter's camera, ** bang.

"Oh my god, you've soiled my camera. A reporter said.

"Who told you to despise me just now, it's not bad if you don't play your face. The beggar said disdainfully.

"Okay, don't argue, this beggar is indeed a participant in this competition, let's get in quickly. The security guard waved his hand with a chill.

"Hmph, forget it, Uncle Ben Hong Jiu, I'm too lazy to be knowledgeable with you. "This beggar is none other than Hong Jiu, who is known as the Northern Beggar, and has a great reputation.

The people around were stunned.

They didn't expect that the person in front of them was the northern beggar Hong Jiu, and he was even more sloppy than they imagined!

I really doubt that whoever dares to let him heal his illness will be smoked as soon as he gets close to this smell!

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