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Chapter 115 You Want To Fuck Me
The one with the ugliest face was Hong Chuan, the one with the most interested face was Shangguan Qing, and the one with the most excited face was Secretary Huang.He straightened his upper body, looked at Secretary Hu and said with a smile, "Old Hu, cough cough, I'm sorry."

Lao Hu was slightly taken aback, and looked at Secretary Huang for a long time but couldn't say a word.This, this is completely unexpected.Seeing Lao Hu's bewildered and bewildered expression, Secretary Huang felt even more relieved, and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Xiao Fan raised his hand back to Mr. Jing and replied with a smile, "Xiao Fan is also a member of the Chinese Medicine Association." Xiao Fan knew in his heart that Mr. Jing was determined to let him stay in Beijing and beat him up. The Association of Traditional Chinese Medicine; that's why there is an action, which is to give everyone a signal that if he can make his mark on this stage by taking advantage of the opportunity, then Mr. Jing will make any personnel transfers and arrangements for him next.

It will all appear to be legitimate.

"Li Jian will also be on stage later, and I hope that Mr. Xiao can give me some advice on this stupid apprentice." Jing Lao smiled and pointed to Li Jian.

Li Jian smiled at Xiao Fan and scratched the back of his head. The three of them were chatting like acquaintances; They chatted for a while before agreeing to return to their seats a few minutes before the meeting.

As soon as Xiao Fan sat back in his seat, he felt countless gazes on him; two of them made Xiao Fan feel particularly obvious; one was Hong Chuan sitting in front, his eyes were full of anger and jealousy, the other It was Shangguan Qing who was sitting on the side, she looked at Xiao Fan with curiosity.

Comparing the two, Xiao Fan couldn't help feeling a little more fond and curious about Shangguan Qing.

"Good morning, everyone. I'm Jing Zhonghan." The conference officially opened with Mr. Jing's energetic opening speech. The first item of the opening was a regular speech and summary by Mr. Jing on the current situation and achievements of Chinese medicine.

Then there were speeches by several vice presidents. After all the things on these scenes were gone, the main event was the game.

Naturally, this national competition is almost the same as the provincial competition, but after all, the people selected from all over the country are the top talents in the province. Basic skills in traditional Chinese medicine such as acupuncture and acupoint setting are still threshold events, but it is different from the provincial competition. Not just rely on one item, but rely on acupuncture and moxibustion techniques represented by various regions.

This acupuncture and moxibustion completes a set of traditional Chinese medicine procedures: needling, acupuncture, reinforcement and reducing, and acupuncture; a set of procedures uses real people as acupuncture and moxibustion, and the time limit is 3 minutes to complete.

Xiao Fan, who heard the first competition item, clicked his tongue inwardly. With his basic skills, it is basically impossible to stand out among the dozens of top representatives from various provinces.

Xiao Fan shook his head helplessly, lamented that his technology was not good enough and took out his mobile phone.

"Thinking of me at this time?"

As soon as Xiao Fan turned on his phone, he received a WeChat message from Shu Yue. She seemed to live in Xiao Fan's heart, always knowing when and why Xiao Fan was looking for her.

This also saves Xiao Fan the time to repeat it from the beginning to the end. He directly asked: "What should I do? I don't want to invite the old man to come up at the first level, so that I can last until the afternoon competition. It's hard to say."

"You really need to find a hundred-year-old ginseng as soon as possible. Using the power of ancient martial arts to break through the obstacles of the body to learn Taoism, and using Taoism and spiritual power to control acupuncture will make your basic skills improve qualitatively, and you won't be too imposing. People who are called teachers by the president of the Chinese and Western Association will be so embarrassed."

Shu Yue's words made Xiao Fan blush, it's like a writer who has written many world-famous novels, but in the end the words he wrote are like dogs crawling.

"I know I'm wrong. Tomorrow, I'm going to find century-old ginseng with the bearded man." Xiao Fan returned cheekily, followed by a cute expression: "Even if you don't need flying acupuncture this time, at least Don't be too ashamed."

"Don't want the old man to go up, I have a way to help you." Shu Yue replied: "But..."

"But what?" Xiao Fan asked suspiciously, he couldn't help but feel a little depressed, whether Shu Yue had learned badly after staying with the starving ghost for a long time, and she would actually whet her appetite.

"Answer me a question first, do you like Shu singing?" Shu Yue asked very directly without beating around the bush.

"Ah?" Xiao Fan was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't realize it; subconsciously, he turned his head and glanced at Shu Yue, who was concentrating on the contestants who had already gone up on the stage.

"I'm serious, please answer me seriously." The phone in Xiao Fan's hand shook again, and Shu Yue sent two messages to Xiao Fan in succession: "Because I found out that my sister seems to like you .”

Xiao Fan smiled wryly in his heart. In fact, he also had a vague feeling in his heart, but he never pierced the window paper, and he didn't know how to deal with this relationship.

After thinking about it, he truthfully replied to Shu Yue with his thoughts: "If you talk about liking, I only have Bing'er in my heart."

"Well, I got it." Shu Yue sent another message after a while: "Thank you, after you go up later, don't worry about anything, just relax and leave the rest to me."

"Hey, do you want to fuck me?" Xiao Fan was stunned for a moment, then asked suspiciously, after a pause he felt that the question was somewhat ambiguous, so he asked again in embarrassment: "Do you want to fuck me? "

"No, I will use my soul power to help you when the time comes, you just do what I tell you." Shu Yue replied.

"En, good." Xiao Fan nodded as he said, no longer worried about other things, and turned his eyes to the stage; it happened to be Hong Chuan's turn to take the stage at this time; he saw Hong Chuan with disdain on his face, as if asking him to do these things was an insult He was normal, he glanced at the real person in front of him, and lifted a silver needle with one hand.

Hold the handle of the needle with the thumb and index finger, hold the needle body with the ring finger of the middle finger, press the pulp of the ring finger very accurately on the skin around the acupuncture point, and quickly and flatly stab the standard 0.3 inch without any hesitation.

The movements were like flowing clouds and flowing water, without any pause; just when the audience was about to applaud, Hong Chuan's next movements were even more icing on the cake.

He quickly changed the order of his fingers on the silver needles, and saw that those fingers turned into thumbs and index fingers holding the handle as if by magic, and the middle finger pressed against the skin around the acupuncture point, and then turned right.* The first position is used for tonifying and reducing, and the final needle is extremely decisive.

After finishing everything, it took a little over a minute; Hong Chuan proudly threw the drawn silver needle onto the medical iron plate beside him, and walked to the stage.

When he came down, his eyes did not forget to look provocatively at Shangguan Qinger and Xiao Fan; after the Hong Chuan, Li Jian and Shangguan Qinger entered the stage successively.

As expected, the three of them were all young talents that Jing Lao had taken care of before the competition. Everyone who watched the set of acupuncture and moxibustion was fascinated, and wished to do it again.

When Shangguan Qing'er stepped off the stage, Xiao Fan heard his name ringing.

call.

Xiao Fan let out a long sigh of relief, put away his phone, stood up, and walked down the stage; he met Shangguan Qing'er face to face.

Logically speaking, girls should be shy and deliberately avoid their eyes, but this Shangguan Qing'er was just the opposite, she kept staring at Xiao Fan without hiding her curious eyes.

After passing by Xiao Fan, he turned his head slightly and glanced at Xiao Fan out of the corner of his eye.Her appearance made both Zhang Min and Shu Chang very angry.

He cursed secretly in his heart: What Shangguan Qing, hum, vixen!

Xiao Fan walked up the stage step by step, and everyone's eyes fell on him; he breathed a sigh of relief, and reached for the silver needle.

This first step seems to be very simple to take the silver needle. In fact, for Chinese medicine practitioners with a solid foundation, it is also very particular about handling the needle. The two fingers without follow-up picked up the acupuncture in the box very casually.

Seeing Xiao Fan's actions like this, some old Chinese doctors frowned, wondering in their hearts: This person is the one Jing Lao treats so politely, so there is nothing special about him?On the contrary, it seems that there is still a sense of youthfulness between the movements.

"Leader, look at him." The attendant beside Hong Chuan squinted his eyes and smiled, nodding his head at Xiao Fan on the stage: "He doesn't have half of your style like this. I really don't know the scene." Why do you respect him so much?"

Hong Chuan could not see Xiao Fan's actions, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he didn't say anything, but the contempt in that smile was already very clear.

On the contrary, Shangguan Qing maintained her curiosity towards Xiao Fan from the beginning to the end. Seeing him like this, she didn't feel contempt in her heart, but the curiosity in her eyes became stronger.

"Shuyue, I'm ready." Xiao Fan let out a sigh of relief, and softly called Shuyue's name in his mind; then he raised his hand and hung it next to the real person.

Xiao Fan did as Shu Yue said, leaving the rest to Shu Yue.

But after more than ten seconds, Xiao Fan couldn't feel the existence of Shu Yue; the hand hanging in the air was hanging on the real person as if he couldn't touch it.

The atmosphere suddenly became a little awkward.

"What's wrong with him? Does he not know how to get a needle?"

"Impossible. It's not a lie that Jing Lao attached so much importance to him before the game."

Everyone started talking in low voices.

Even Mr. Jing, who was sitting under the stage, frowned slightly, and said to himself strangely: "What's wrong with Mr. Xiao? Could it be that he's not feeling well at this time?"

Shu Yue?

Xiao Fan called Shu Yue again in his heart, and just when Xiao Fan was about to take out his mobile phone to send Shu Yue a WeChat message in a hurry, his hand suddenly moved involuntarily.

Feeling the strangeness in his hand, Xiao Fan slowly closed his eyes, emptied his mind, and let this mysterious force control his hand that lifted the needle.

"He actually closed his eyes. This, is this going to be blinded into the needle? Impossible. He hasn't even fixed the acupuncture point!"

(End of this chapter)