The day before the Xinglin Conference officially began.

To the west of Yanjing, there is a huge mountain called Yang'an Mountain.

At the foot of Yang'an Mountain is a downtown area with concentrated commercial content. Large squares are arranged in a scattered manner, with various international brands and direct stores, and pedestrians are also in a constant stream of time.

The top of Yang'an Mountain is even more crowded, and there is a very huge hall called Yong'an Hall.

Yong'an Hall is the destination of famous people in the medical field, and all large-scale academic forums and reports are held here.

In Yong'an Hall, there is a huge arena, and there is an audience seat that can accommodate tens of thousands of people next to it.

This is the venue for the Xinglin Conference.

Xiao Ming came here early in the morning because today is the day to register for the Xinglin Conference.

"How come there are so many people? Are they all going to participate in the competition?" Youmo asked curiously, looking around.

"You girl, there are so many problems. I wouldn't have brought you here if I had known it!" Xiao Ming shook his arms, as if he had to listen to me in everything.

Nie Yuanzhong smiled and said, "I just asked about it when I went up the mountain. Today, almost all the contestants will come here to register. Many contestants are celebrities and have a huge fan base. Those tourists are here to meet their idols!"

As soon as I finished speaking, I heard a scream coming from a distance!

"It's Linghu Qing!"

"Linghu Qing is indeed here to participate in the competition again!"

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Xiao Ming looked through the sound and saw a man walking up the mountain surrounded by many tourists. His expression was calm, as if he was used to such occasions.

The man has beautiful eyebrows, a melon-shaped face, a high nose bridge, and bright eyes. The point is that he is wearing a thin golden leather glove on his right hand.

"You're doing a Mao Airplane, this doctor still has so many brainless fans?" Xiao Ming said disdainfully.

He has never liked such pomp!

Of course, it is certain that there is a little jealousy in my heart.

Youmo felt that the opportunity to take revenge had come, so he shouted: "Hey, someone, there is not a single fan, and he is not as handsome as anyone else!"

"Tsk, just a little boy. How could I be as handsome as me? Moreover, we study medicine, we don't rely on our appearance to make a living. Do you think we are idol singers!" Xiao Ming spoke louder in order to suppress Youmo.

However, his words were heard by Linghu Qing’s fans!

"What are you saying? Look at your poor look. You don't rely on your appearance to make a living. If you rely on your appearance to make a living, you won't starve to death!" A female fan pointed at Xiao Ming's nose and scolded.

Then the others laughed loudly.

Xiao Ming was not disappointed at all. He smiled and said, "Yes, yes, my face is, if I touch the foundation, I will probably not be as white as that person!"

"you!"

The fan was speechless for a moment. She didn't expect Xiao Ming to be so thick-skinned, and even scolded her, saying that her idol was a slut!

Xiao Ming showed a row of neat big teeth, smiled even happier, and said shamelessly: "How about you be my fan, my face will not be white!"

As soon as these words were said, the fans with a bad temper instantly surrounded Xiao Ming, and they were angry. It seemed that they were about to prepare to stay with Xiao Ming until they died.

"What are you doing? Are all the brainless fans blind? Whose face is pale and you can see it at a glance? I didn't say anything wrong!"

Xiao Ming is the kind of person who doesn't care about the big deal and wants to fight Linghu Qing.

Youmo nervously pressed against Xiao Ming. Although she was just venting her anger before, if something really happened, she would definitely stand on Xiao Ming's side.

And the Linghu Qing naturally noticed this. He came over and said casually: "Little brother, you can have prejudice against me, but please don't target my fans."

"Damn, I've never seen anyone who is so good at pretending!"

Thinking of this, Xiao Ming said directly: "Your fans insist that you make a living by relying on your face. I just argued for you a few words. How do you say you have prejudice against you?"

The fan was stunned for a moment when she heard this. She thought about what she had said before, and it seemed like this was true. In this way, Xiao Ming was right!

Xiao Ming smiled humbly, waiting for Linghu Qing's reaction.

Not far from Xiao Ming, two girls in snow-white gowns were whispering.

A girl about twenty-five years old said, "Sister Shui Ling, let's go, let's register. The man met Linghu Qing from Qingxu Temple and had no good fruit."

Another girl was about twenty years old. She took Shuiqing's hand and said, "Let's go, Shuiqing sister, I think that person is talking so much. I don't want him to be bullied. If it really doesn't work, let's help him!"

"Oh, Sister Shui Ling..."

This pair of sisters who looked like fairies ran towards Xiao Ming.

Linghu Qing on the other side stared at Xiao Ming coldly. He thought that he would leave with cognitive words when he came over to say hello, but he didn't expect that Xiao Ming would blame his fans.

"Little brother, I don't care how my fans evaluate me, but you are unreasonable in front of my fans, that's your fault." Linghu Qing said gloomyly, with a hint of stiffness on his face.

"I said, are you a person who is wrong? Why is it wrong for me to speak for you? Do you want me to scold you?"

Xiao Ming was speechless. He had never seen anyone with such logic. However, he was also laughing secretly. Linghu Qing was making a reason with him, and he was afraid that he had found the wrong opponent.

Linghu Qing's handsome face twitched for a moment, and then said coldly: "This is Yang'an Mountain, not a place for you to act wildly. If you are deliberately looking for trouble, hurry up and go down the mountain!"

"Oh, you are so arrogant. If you can come, I can't come? Is this Yang'anshan yours? I have been standing on this earth for twenty years and I dare not say it is mine!" Xiao Ming said righteously.

Those fans couldn't bear it anymore and said fiercely to Xiao Ming: "Linghu Qing is here to attend the Xinglin Conference. People like you are not worthy of talking to him here!"

"I'm here to attend the Xinglin Conference, are you worthy of talking to me?" After Xiao Ming said that, he also took out his ears.

The fan was so angry that he gritted his teeth and looked angry, but then he laughed and said, "You are here to attend the Xinglin Conference too? Hahahaha, this excuse is really terrible!"

"Oh, ignorant!" Xiao Ming simply ignored him!

No one noticed Linghu Qing's expression at this moment, and a cold light could almost ejaculate from his cold eyes!

"Hmph, I'll give you a chance, you don't want it. Even if the gods come today, they can't save you!"

After Linghu Qing said that, his whole body was circulating with spiritual energy, and a trace of breeze was hovering on his palm.

"Martial cultivation?" Xiao Ming immediately sensed it.

But he was not surprised that the people in the medical school are not just places to learn medical skills, so there is no difference between them and hospitals. Most of them are still practitioners.
Chapter completed!