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Chapter 1141: Making Ghosts

"Yeah." Zhang Chuanlin sneered, and said, "I think you are about to be old -fashioned, so let a Westerner sit at the judges of the Dragon State Association!"

Hearing him.

The Westerners not only did not get angry at all, but showed a smile and reached out to Zhang Chuanlin: "I am glad to see you, Mr. Zhang, I am the referee of this game, Simmons."

"Huh!" Zhang Chuanlin hummed and ignored the Westerners.

At this time.

The lights are suddenly bright.

Most people's attention is locked on Shi Huanfeng. At a young age, he is already a 5 -level physician. He has a silver physician certificate.

This proud talent is enough to make him all his peers.

Shi Huanfeng is like a mountain in front of all young doctors.

This time they came to participate in the competition to a large extent just to be selected by the Holy Medical Door. There was no idea of ​​the championship, because it was impossible.

Where there is Shi Huanfeng, he is the most shining star.

Everyone, whether it is a judge or an audience, is looking forward to the appearance of Shi Huanfeng.

Because this man is the hope of the world ’s medical field, it is rated as the person who is most likely to enter the Pharmaceutical Valley practice in the south.

Among the expectations, Shi Huanfeng slowly stepped onto the stage and showed his silver five -level physician certificate.

Above the document, the arc is shining.

There was a sudden applause at the scene.

In the discussion, it was the Ping An Medical Museum's appearance soon.

When the host shouted the name of the Ping An Medical Museum, he looked at it in unison.

I don't know if it is an illusion, Ye Liang feels that all eyes are locked on himself.

In their eyes, full of disdain, laughing.

Wu Yaoming was sitting in the middle, and he held a list in his hand, and suddenly laughed: "Why is there a doctor's certificate in the Ping An Medical Museum?"

He looked at Zhang Chuanlin and laughed: "I said, my brother, you have been miserable in these years? Even the disciples who have not been verified dare to bring it up? Hahahahaha ..."

On the jury, there was a burst of laughter.

At this time, he was black and said coldly: "The level of the doctor's level cannot represent medical skills.

Wu Yaoming laughed, and said, "You don't want to make me laugh anymore, you really have the strength to not verify it. That is a fool. You are a fool, how can you learn about medicine?"

"Unexpectedly, you left the mountain gate so arrogantly, but now you find a fool's apprentice back, hahahahaha ..."

On the jury, there was another laughter.

Everyone looks at Ye Liang like a joke.

When other doctors came to power, the players on the stage applauded unanimously.

When Ye Liang came to power, they made a boo.

"Yo, come here, rookie."

"Can you teach me how can I have such a good mentality?"

"Haha, where you can learn this, people are born with a thickest wall of Picin City.

Shi Huanfeng looked at Ye Liang with a smile.

Luo Tong and others trembled, and their faces were blushing.

Ye Liang said faintly: "If you don't accept it, you will teach them again on the field for a while."

"Yes!" Luo Tong gritted his teeth and responded, and his breathing sound was slightly calm.

At this time, compared with the humiliation of others, Ye Liang cares more about the people who observe the door of the Holy Medical Door.

This person is the head of the Holy Medical Gate.

If there is no accident, all the transactions with the Western Empire and the drug god education are all driven by him.

After looking at both eyes, Ye Liang looked back and didn't look at it again.

At the same time, the host has been reading the precautions of the game. Ye Liang did not pay attention to listening, but when he suddenly heard a word, he slightly raised his eyebrows.

"At the end of the opening ceremony, our first test below!"

"What?!" Luo Tong frowned and asked: "Isn't it no game today? Why is it going to start the first game suddenly? We have no preparation!"

When the words fell, there were dozens of sights in the surrounding area. Most of them were laughing, and a small part had a little sympathy.

"What's going on!"

On the judges, Zhang Chuanlin's romance flew messing up and angrily: "Didn’t the notification start the first game in the first game?"

"Oh!" Wu Yaoming laughed fake and apologized: "I seem to forget to inform you, it's really embarrassed."

Slap!

Zhang Chuanlin patted the table and said angrily: "How can you do this! On the first day, he started to be a ghost?"

"Mr. Zhang, you'd better not talk about it."

The old man sitting next to him spoke, saying: "No notifying you, it is indeed our negligence, but since this has happened, then we can't help it. If you are unconvinced, you can choose to retire."

"You ..." Zhang Chuanlin's face was ironing, and he was shaking.
Chapter completed!
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