"Mr. Bryant, I want you to be a notary for the three of us." Zhang Lang took the lead in connecting to Bryant through the microphone.

"Uh, okay." Bryant couldn't figure it out, where did Zhang Lang get his confidence?

But now that the bet has been made, he is "happy to see it happen".

After all, he also likes this kind of thing to enhance the atmosphere of the scene.

It's just that Bryant has a slight headache about the consequences of the next bet,

But this consequence is nothing at all in terms of the popularity of the ratings after the broadcast......

Even this international medical conference will consider the issue of cost, and the ratings are undoubtedly an important aspect of recovering the cost.

If this incident is used to increase the ratings of this medical conference by a few percentage points, it will all be worth it.

The organizers will not blame themselves if they do not enter, but will reward themselves.

The agreement signed between Bryant and the Medical Symposium is not a fixed salary, but a share of ratings to increase his salary.

That is to say, although it is impossible, if there will be zero eggs in this show, his Bryant's income will naturally be zero eggs, and if the IS or ratings increase by one percentage point, then Bryant's salary income will increase by one million!

Why not?

"Okay, since everyone is so 'enthusiastic', I will be in the position of this notary!" Bryant pretended to excuse himself, and then went straight to it.

Zhang Lang sneered in his heart, this Bryant is not a good thing, it is really funny to think about being a/son and setting up an archway.

"Next, let's reveal the analysis of this meeting." Brian opened the button in his hand, and it felt like a Pandora's box had been opened.

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"My God, Zhang Lang's medical propaganda pages are as many as 17,000, and the second place Konoe Jiro is only more than 5,000, and Zhang Lang has more than 12,000 more propaganda pages than the second place!"

"Damn, this kid pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger? Didn't he say he didn't bring the network team? ”

"Oh my God, how is that possible! No network team actually got the first ......"

"You're stupid in your head, you must have a team."

There was a lot of talking.

And Jiro Konoe and Leandro Barbossa were dumbfounded.

Damn, what's going on?

How so!

Bryant was the first to react, and hurriedly explained to everyone: "This first round of the competition is really unexpected, Mr. Zhang Lang is not a real person, there are 17,000 promotional pages, which is more than 10,000 ...... ahead of Mr. Konoe Jiro's second place."

Not to mention that Bryant doesn't know why, even Zhang Lang doesn't know what it is.

In the player's room, Yao Haibo looked at Zhang Lang with admiration, as if he had known Mr. Zhang on the first day.

"Damn, relieved of anger, Mr. Zhang, you are really a real person who doesn't show your face, you don't even make a move, you directly crushed the turtle grandson of Konoe Jiro."

"Mr. Zhang, you are amazing." Yao Jingjing also praised Zhang Lang rarely.

"How the hell did you do that? We've been with you all the time, and we haven't seen you just make leaflets or something? Yao Haibo was very curious.

You know, that's 17,000 leaflets, and even if a team were to produce them, it would take hours.

No, it's not just hours, but a team with a ding, like Jiro Konoe's, can make 5,000, and if you want to make more promotional links, you have to have a team twice the size of Jiro Konoe's.

Where did Zhang Lang come from with so many people?

"What are you looking at me for? I don't know. Zhang Lang is also inexplicable, you know, after the game started, he didn't do anything at all.

Of course, the reason for all this started after Zhang Lang hypnotized Konoe Ang with "black pupils".

Planck and other media personnel were finally relieved after they ganged up to finish the propaganda page.

Mainly the people in San Francisco's bureau did not have a summons or anything like that, which also made them feel that they had made these propaganda pages, and finally satisfied Zhang Lang, so that Zhang Lang let them go.

Of course, even if Zhang Lang knew about it, he would smile indifferently.

What kind of cause there is, what kind of fruit will be planted.

And Bryant naturally continued to read at this time, and the third place was the previous champion Sidrani, and the number of her leaflets produced was only 300 less than that of Jiro Konoe.

Of course, it is precisely because there are 300 fewer that in the first round of voting rankings, it is slightly behind Jiro Konoe.

However, what Sidrani is really curious about at this time is not why she is ranked third, after all, she thinks she has enough strength to catch up in the later games.

What made Sidrani curious was that Zhang Lang, who didn't seem to have any team and fought alone, was so powerful.

First place!

Even if it is the first place in the first round, it needs to have corresponding strength.

Bryant quickly finished reading.

The reason why it was read out quickly was because Bryant wanted to bypass the matter of Jiro Konoe and his fellow countryman Leandro Barbossa.

You know, that bet made the two of them lose face.

The next reading is actually quite simple, except for the more promotional pages of Konoe Jiro and Sidrani, the rest of them are only more than a thousand promotional pages without exception.

The fourth-place leaflet was only 1,930, which was 3,000 fewer than the third-place Sidrani.

But Bryant wanted to let the two go, but someone didn't want to let them go at all.

"Mr. Bryant, wait, this is not over yet, that Konoe Jiro, and Leandro Barbossa, you have to cash in on your bet!" Zhang Lang simply ignored Bryant's words.

"Uh...... This, ahem......" Bryant didn't know what to say for a moment.

Originally, he thought that it was Zhang Lang who would lose, but he didn't expect that it would be his fellow countryman and Konoe Jiro who would lose.

It's really a twist and turn.

At this time, the faces of Konoe Jiro and Leandro Barbossa were undoubtedly iron-blue, and there was no way, the hole they dug was only filled by themselves.

"Take off one, run one!"

"Willing to gamble and lose!"

"Haha, why don't the two of them speak, but you made the bet first!"

Zhang Lang won a lot of fans present because he fought alone.

In the United States, individual heroism is quite serious.

In everyone's opinion, Zhang Lang, who has always been fighting alone, is undoubtedly the best example of personal heroism.

So when many people speak, they unconsciously turn to Zhang Lang.

"The crowd is excited".

If Jiro Konoe and Leandro Barbossa didn't deliver anything, the meeting wouldn't have been able to go ahead at all.

At the moment, Bryant has to find back-of-house staff to negotiate.

And Jiro Konoe and Leandro Barbosa can only helplessly eat their own bitter fruits.

There is no way, the bitter wine is brewed by yourself, so you have to drink it yourself.

Jiro Konoe and Leandro Barbossa gave themselves a slap in the face.

No one thought that at the most critical moment, Zhang Lang would counterattack.

The two of them had no choice but to undress and go......

However, the International Medical Symposium will not be very embarrassing for the two of them.

At least streaking wasn't completely naked, and the two were still wearing summer shorts.

However, in the fifteen-degree cold wind, Jiro Konoe and Leandro Barbossa shivered.

Even though he was trembling, he still ran around the whole field.

"Hahaha, the two of them are self-inflicted."

"Yes, I actually mocked Mr. Zhang Lang, what's wrong with one person, one person still beats a group of you."

"Oh, I didn't expect there to be such a talent in our medical field."

"Haha, it's won glory for our country."

Looking at Jiro Konoe and Leandro Barbossa, some people in the medical community in China and people who have just become fans of Zhang Lang applauded.

When the "streaking" lap was over, both Konoe Jiro and Leandro Barbossa's lips were purple from the cold.

No way, fifteen degrees is not too low, but the air in San Francisco is very humid.

The humidity is high, and it is only fifteen degrees, so it becomes clammy and cold, and such cold is directly drilled into the bones.

……

After Jiro Konoe and Leandro Barbosa finished running, their faces turned blue and they were embarrassed to see people in the back/stage.

I can't help it, this time I lifted a rock and shot myself in the foot.

Who would have thought that Zhang Lang would be such a difficult piece of bone to gnaw.

But even if you are ashamed to see people, you still have to see people.

Because of the two of them, the conference was stalled for half an hour.

The meeting continued when the ten contestants returned to their rooms again.

However, Leandro Barbosa claimed to have retired early due to personal reasons.

"Haha, Mr. Zhang, look at it, you ran away with a turtle grandson, refreshing!" Yao Haibo hummed a little song, very comfortable, as if it was not here that defeated Leandro Barbossa, but himself.

"Jumping clown, it's not worth mentioning." Zhang Lang shook his head, he didn't know, unintentionally, he said the same thing as the conference organizer.

After Bryant announced the Leandro Barbossa affair, a stroke of money passed.

He also knows what kind of person his fellow country is, and after suffering such humiliation, Leandro Barbossa will definitely not be able to stand it.

At this time, I may be looking for a beautiful girl to go to some bar/lick my wounds.

"I would like to announce that the second event of the conference, a personal speech, will invite the contestants to come to the stage to explain their medical views, and then the jury will give you a score in half an hour, first of all, the winner of the previous edition, Miss Viola von Sidranny, everyone is welcome." Bryant continued his presiding.

Bang Bang Bang -

Despite the ups and downs of the meeting, the enthusiasm of the audience remained undiminished.

"My personal understanding of medicine has never changed, and since I was a child, I wanted to be a kind doctor......

Sidrani's view is relatively new, and it is the view of the inherently good nature of human nature.

It tells that all medical workers in this world should uphold a kind heart and not be polluted by the world.

The speech was very pertinent and touching, and it drew warm applause from everyone present.

Zhang Lang also clapped his hands hesitantly.

"This little girl is right, she is a good doctor." Zhang Lang nodded.

Yao Haibo and Yao Jingjing had a lot of discussions, they were still little girls, and everyone was twenty-eight.