The leaders of the organizing committee walked to the lounge while listening to the staff describe the hot labor scene here in the morning. A sign hung on the door of the break room with red letters on a white background: "Players rest, please do not disturb." Several school leaders of No. 21 Middle School were anxiously waiting at the door, but Ji Changhai kept pacing back and forth.

Inside the lounge. Zhang Qiusheng had already connected Zhang Hui's shins, and then there was nothing to do with him. Zhang Hui's most serious problem now is a brain injury. Two medical students have no experience in traumatic brain injury, and they studied orthopedics and traumatology in traditional Chinese medicine.

Today, I saw Wu Zhen and Zhang Qiusheng's set of bone-grafting techniques, which seems to be simpler than playing mahjong cards, and I have the urge to apprentice on the spot. It's just that the environment doesn't allow it, and two college students go to worship two other middle school students as teachers? Besides, now that you're curing the disease and saving people, what are you messing with?

The two medical students looked at Wu Zhen blankly. At this time, Wu Zhen's hands were held into a ball, and in the virtual sphere was a white mist, and Zhang Hui's head was wrapped in mist. Wu Zhen knew that he had violated the taboo of not using spells in front of ordinary people. But the human brain is injured, and it is the most difficult to delay. There's no way, if you break the ban, you can break the ban, it's a big deal to go back to the mountain gate to retreat.

When the two medical students were full of martial arts immortals, and when their minds were full of question marks and exclamation marks, they were slapped twice on the shoulder by Zhang Qiusheng. "Come on, come on, idle is idle, let's play poker!"

Zhang Qiusheng warmly invited two medical students. The college students, who were in a state of great intellectual curiosity, scoffed at the untimely invitation of the middle school students, and turned back to observe Wu Zhen.

"Haven't seen anything like this?" Zhang Qiusheng asked the two college students with surprise on his face. If it's just a surprise on the face, it's okay, but it's a pity that it brings a little pity. Two college students quit, and the feeling of being pitied by a middle school student is too, too much. A medical student asked, "This thing is everywhere?" ”

"You can see it everywhere, you think it's Chinese cabbage?" Zhang Qiusheng looked at the two college students with even more compassion and said, "It's also high-tech, right?" It can also be found everywhere. ”

The two medical students were confused, pointed to the white mist between Wu Zhen's hands and asked, "High-tech?" Is this high-tech? Zhang Qiusheng did not answer the questions of the college students, but asked rhetorically: "Is Qilin College of Traditional Chinese Medicine a junior college or a technical secondary school?" ”

It's an insult, and it's a strict insult. The two college students rolled their eyes at Zhang Qiusheng: "Is Qilin Medical College a good university?" Five-year medical university! ”

This is actually another sadness in Qilin City. The original name of Qilin Medical College was Tianguan Provincial Medical University. Later, the main part of it was moved to the provincial capital of Fuyun City, where only the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine remained. The name was also changed from the Provincial Medical University to the Municipal Medical College.

Zhang Qiusheng didn't talk about this eternal pain in the hearts of the people of Qilin, but asked curiously: "Since you are a college student, don't you know the high-frequency steam generator?" Are you two really from medical school? "This makes the medical students even more sad, you might as well just disdain them to come.

In line with the principle that fooling people is to completely turn their heads into a pulp, Zhang Qiusheng patted the shoulders of the two college students and said: "Come on, come on, let's talk about this high-frequency steam problem while playing poker." ”

Zhang Qiusheng held two decks of poker in his hands. He showed the poker to the two college students, and the plastic paper on the package was unopened. Then ask the college students to open the seal and remove the big and small kings. That's when they were asked, "What are we playing?" ”

The college students didn't answer the question of what to play, and the slightly higher one asked Zhang Qiusheng: "What diseases can this steam treat?" How do you know that this patient has a brain problem? What's the problem? On what basis are you treating him? ”

Now it's time for Zhang Qiusheng to be depressed. Wu Zhen used spells in front of them, violating the taboo of the cultivation realm. Zhang Qiusheng just wants to minimize this impact, and it is best to make it high-tech.

In fact, the best way is to knock these two college students unconscious, and treat Zhang Hui's brain injury in their coma, so there is nothing. But they are volunteers, and it would be too inauthentic to knock them out.

Alas, it's hard to be a man, and it's even harder to be a good person! Being a good person like Wu Zhen is even more difficult than ascending to the sky. Zhang Qiusheng decided that Wu Zhen could only be a friend, not a role model for learning. Otherwise, it would be too tiring to be a man, and it would not conform to his principle of being happy in this life.

Thinking of this, Zhang Qiusheng suddenly felt that this week was too hard. Isn't it Lin Ling who wants to break up with herself? Just break up, it's not a big deal. It seems that Lin Ling had another husband in her previous life. Her love affair was with that man. A tall and sunny man, a man who is completely worthy of Lin Ling.

Zhang Qiusheng's heart soured fiercely. No, it's not soreness, it's pain. Lin Ling is not his after all, and the two of them have no chance. This thought made Zhang Qiusheng feel painful, but it did not affect his nonsense with the two college students.

"Are you really medical students? Is Qilin College of Traditional Chinese Medicine really an undergraduate? How could a medical student ask such an idiotic question? Then let me ask you, what kind of disease are the syringes and needles in the hospital treated? ”

The two college students didn't know that Zhang Qiusheng's heart was like a pinprick at this time, but they said angrily: "I asked what diseases can be cured by steam, not about steam generators." You answered my question head-on. ”

Alas, if you have seen through it, why be sad? A simple childhood sweetheart blindfolded, and he stopped moving forward and couldn't break such a small relationship, so how can he get by on the road of life in the future?

In fact, everyone is a childhood sweetheart, and Erya has said this a long time ago. How simple, how straightforward? I'm really not as good as Li Mantun and Sun Buwu. They can grasp a word and understand it, and they can enter the realm and break through. And I, alas! It's good to go to Japan in a few days to relax.

"Oh, you're asking about steam?" Zhang Qiusheng was just covering for Wu Zhen, and then Lin Ling, who was full of thoughts, how much thought did he have to deal with these two college students? So-so, he said: "This steam is very particular. Actually-uh, no! Do you know what the secret recipe is? Yes! Why do you want me to answer the question positively? Yes! Want to steal someone's secret recipe? ”

The two college students were blown up by Zhang Qiusheng, and before they came back to their senses, Zhang Qiusheng shouted again: "Ouch, it's not good!" Aren't you spies sent by the Japanese devils? Come and spy on my traditional Chinese treasures, secret and hidden secret recipes, unilateral prescriptions, and test prescriptions, so as to make your Japanese fortune? ”

It's too big for anyone in China to wear. Two college students were anxious to defend Chi Baile: "Let go of your mother's pig fart, you are the Japanese devil spy!" ”

Zhang Qiusheng's eyes looked at the two college students, from the bottom to the top and from the top to the bottom, and then said, "You are not spies?" Last year alone, five groups of Japanese devils came to discuss the purchase of this secret recipe. But his family would rather this secret recipe be burned, rotten, and moldy, and the Japanese devils could not be allowed to go. Then there were all kinds of traitors, lackeys, and traitors who came to spy on intelligence. You say, if you weren't spies, why are you so anxious to inquire about steam? ”

The college students had calmed down, and one of them said to the other, "Zhao Mingming, don't pay attention to him." He said that we are traitors, and we are traitors? ”

Zhao Mingming nodded. Originally, this is also the case, a traitor can be called any one? Zhao Mingming nodded, but Zhang Qiusheng shook his head: "A traitor and a thief, everyone will be punished." I want to be in China, a good world of flowers, and the bad is in the hands of you traitors and thieves who betray the country and seek glory and recognize thieves as fathers. ”

In the quarrel between Zhang Qiusheng and the two college students, Wu Zhen also quickly completed the casting of the callus. The healing charm was originally intended to heal the wounds of cultivators. The meridians of the cultivators are all through the people who can no longer pass, and it is very convenient to use the callus, just apply a compress to the wound. There is no need to even aim at the wound, as long as it is not far from the wound, the aura on the talisman will run along the meridians to the wound.

This Zhang Hui is just an ordinary person, not only an ordinary person, but none of the meridians on his body are open. The callus was unable to penetrate deep into his brain on its own. Just like Song Nianren was in Siberia last time, it was Zhang Qiusheng who forcibly opened his meridians later. Wu Zhen could only use his aura to gather the callus charm into a ball and envelop Zhang Hui's head, forcing the callus to enter the depths of his brain to repair the damaged parts.

Zhao Mingming got angry and said to his classmates: "Wang Dazhi, beat this son of a bitch!" As he spoke, he rushed towards Zhang Qiusheng. Zhang Qiusheng was thrown to the ground and hugged Zhao Mingming and scuffled. One moment you turn over and press me, and the other I turn up and press you. It's completely a country barbarian fight.

Sun Buwu also thinks this way of fighting is also very funny. Entangled, Wang Dazhi also rolled on the ground. Wu Zhen couldn't laugh or cry when he watched from the sidelines. Wu Zhen admired Zhang Qiusheng, as long as this guy is playing, he can come up with any tricks. It seems like a lot of fun to fight like this, and if I have the chance, I'll find an honest guy to fight like this. No moves, no internal force, and no spells, just like a real ordinary person fighting.

As they were fighting, there was a violent knock on the door.

Hua Hanzhou and Han Guanyang were sent off the field with red cards, and the injured were also carried away. Of course, the game was immediately resumed. As it was a foul in the six-yard box, a 12-yard penalty was awarded. It is said that Gao Bingxiang's ball on the side of No. 21 Middle School is perfect in terms of speed, speed and angle, but the ball was still confiscated by the goalkeeper of No. 1 Middle School. The battle resumed.

Although there were two fewer people on the side of No. 1 Middle School, it did not affect their attack. Because No. 1 Middle School originally sent two people to keep an eye on Sun Buwu, and now that Sun Buwu is injured, No. 1 Middle School has no loss in terms of numbers. The first middle school is missing two super main forces, and the twenty-first middle school is also missing the two main offensive forces of Sun Buwu and Zhang Hui. On the court, it is still a chess opponent who will meet good materials, and the game is difficult to solve.