Seoul Medical University's playground, crowded, black crowd around the playground blocked.
The contestants from Seoul Medical University, headed by Xu Chun, are in the middle of the playground.
Among the crowd, many waved ribbons and flags, and pasted the Tai Chi Flag copied from the traditional Chinese culture by Koryo like a plaster on their faces.
Not only that, there are even many young girls, like the brain powder infatuated with stars, holding Xu Chun's tall and other posters in their hands, constantly shouting Xu Chun's name there.
"At 8:28, it seems that although the members of the Chinese medicine delegation yelled fiercely, they were still very honest in their hearts. They knew that they could not compare with our Korean doctors, so they were deliberately late and withdrew like the Fusang delegation and the Southeast Asian delegation!"
After glancing at the audience, Cui mingui, sitting on the rostrum, glanced at his watch, as if he had forgotten that the microphone was on, and spoke in a loud voice.
"Huaxia traditional Chinese medicine can't be compared with Korean medicine. It's wise for them to choose to be late and abstain."
"With our talented doctor Xu Chun sitting in the town, how dare those Chinese people make a mistake?"
"Fortunately, they chose to be late and abstain, so as to avoid being humiliated by our Korean doctors during the competition."
Hearing Cui mingui's voice, the sound waves in the crowd are more boiling, and countless Koryo people are complacent and loud.
Listening to the voice of the audience, Cui mingui showed a satisfied smile on his face and winked at Park Chengxing, who was in charge of shooting and interviewing at the rostrum.
Park Chengxing laughs and makes a OK gesture to Cui mingui, indicating that he will take all the photos and use them as news reports.
What's more, he thought about the news headlines, and he called it "victory without a fight, Chinese traditional medicine is afraid of war, late to abstain"!
"At eight twenty-nine, I declare
Looking at his watch again, he found that the second hand was about to point to 12. Cui mingui cleared his throat with satisfaction.
Creak!
Boom!
But before he finished speaking, there was a loud noise along the campus entrance of Seoul Medical University, followed by a roar of engine from far to near.
Then, a bus from far to near, as fast as lightning rushed to the entrance of the playground.
They're here!
Cui mingui is stunned. He looks at the stopped bus in disbelief, and then turns to look at Xu Chun in the playground.
At the moment, Xu Chun's eyes are full of surprise.
In order to avoid Ye Feng and others to participate in the competition in time, he specially arranged several sets of emergency plans. The taxi company affiliated to Dongyi group sent hundreds of taxis to chase and stop the bus.
Can be in such a case, unexpectedly let Ye Feng they kill out of the encirclement, how can this be possible?!
No, definitely not. These guys can't come under the siege of that scale!
Xu Chun constantly comforts himself, while praying for the blessing of his ancestor Xu Jun in heaven.
Bang!
But when the bus door was opened, a young man with a height of 1.85 meters, Fengshen Yushu, ape arm and bee waist, with a face as handsome as a knife and axe, full of masculine atmosphere, but with a smile of banter and cynicism, jumped out of the driver's seat.
This person, in addition to Ye Feng, who can be!
Damn it, or let this group of Chinese medicine come!
Cui mingui's face sank and his eyes flashed with anger. However, he still squeezed out a smile from the corner of his mouth. He stepped down from the rostrum and met Ye Feng. He said with a mock smile: "head ye, you Chinese medicine is really late. It seems that you don't pay enough attention to this competition!"
"What's important about a winning game?" Ye Feng shrugged his shoulders at will and looked at Cui mingui. He said faintly that he was so angry that his eyes fell on Xu Chun in the middle of the playground and said: "as for the reason why we came late, the reason is very simple. Our taxi drivers in your country are very excited to hear that our Chinese traditional medicine is going to challenge your Korean medicine. They are all very excited and eager to send us to join us The race, hundreds of cars, chased us all the way before they sent us here. Headmaster Cui, I'm not an outsider to sow dissension, but you Han Yi really need to pay attention to the image! "
Cui mingui's face is almost pigmented, and Xu Chun's face is so gloomy that he almost drops into the water.
Those taxis were sent by them to stop Ye Feng and his party, but when they got to Ye Feng's mouth, they rushed to send them to Seoul Medical University to defeat Han Yi.
However, they are embarrassed to refute and can't tell the truth. In that case, the reputation of Korean doctors in Korea will stink in the street.
At the moment, Cui mingui and Xu Chun are in the mood of being dumb eating Coptis, but they are full of bitterness.
"Head ye, you are so humorous..."
Resisting the urge to spit blood, Cui mingui took a puff from the corner of his mouth, and then pretended to say: "how about the headmaster Tu and the competitors in your country? Why didn't they come here? Are you not feeling well?"At this moment, he had only one hope in his heart, that is, he hoped that the group of people sent by Xu Chun and himself to make noise yesterday would not be as useless as those taxi drivers, and could interfere with Ye Feng's participation in the competition.
"Mr. Tu, they are scared by the enthusiasm of your taxi driver, so they need a little rest..."
Leaf Feng eyebrow tip picked pick, smile narrow way.
Even Jiang Yuxin, who had the greatest courage, vomited at that gallop just now, and a group of people were cleaning up the mess on the bus.
"Mr. Cui, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting. The taxi drivers in your country are really enthusiastic, which is a big eye opener to me
At this time, Tu cangcangcangcang has cleaned up the filth and walked down from the car.
Behind her were Jiang Yuxin, Murong Xiaoyu, Su le and LAN ling'er. Although their faces were somewhat pale, they still looked as usual. They were full of youthful atmosphere, and their fighting spirit was towering.
Why is it that even the oldest Tu cangcangcang doesn't have a bit of tiredness on his face? Is this group of Chinese people handed over to their will by iron, or are they all monsters who can't wake up even if their heads are touched with pillows?!
This situation, let Cui mingui gape, suddenly have a bad premonition in his heart.
"Headmaster Cui, thank you for your arrangement. We had a very comfortable rest last night and felt like going home."
After Tu cangcangcang came over with a smile, he took a look at Cui mingui, and then played with the flavor: "but it's not surprising. After all, you Koryo has been our vassal state of China for a long time, and it's also our territory. It's not too much to say that you're going home."
Ha ha, it seems that headmaster Tu is very angry. Otherwise, how could this old man speak with a sting!
When Ye Feng heard the sound, he couldn't help laughing.