Principal Zhou was completely stunned. He had participated in several international medical competitions, but had never seen the organizers treat China so well.
He is now a little afraid to let the students participate in the competition.
As the saying goes, when something is out of the ordinary, there must be something wrong.
Is this some kind of trap?
Or maybe the organizer of the competition got his head stuck in the door when he went out the other day and suddenly became a human being!
Jiang Haixia stood up and nodded to Professor Xu.
"Then let's go."
Professor Xu said to Principal Zhou.
Principal Zhou hesitated and was about to discuss a few words with the principals next to him, but Jiang Haixia had already started walking towards the convoy outside the hotel.
Someone moved, and the others picked up their things and walked towards the hotel entrance.
Principal Zhou gritted his teeth and followed.
No matter how powerful Country M is, you can't possibly deal with so many of us.
Besides, these are all medical students, not very capable researchers.
After everyone got on the bus, the team slowly drove towards the competition venue.
Twenty minutes later.
All Chinese contestants and their accompanying presidents and professors walked to the site of the International Medical Competition under the guidance of the organizer.
This time, more than 30 countries participated.
When the Chinese contestants walked into the spacious and bright competition venue, they saw contestants from more than 30 countries all sitting in their seats, waiting for the arrival of the Chinese contestants.
Several principals and professors had all sorts of expressions on their faces when they saw this scene.
They also thought that when Chinese players came in, they would be met with whistles and boos, or even blatant ridicule and abuse.
But they were almost reaching the Chinese seating area, and no country dared to speak.
It's really weird.
"He's really waiting for us."
Zhang Zheng was incredulous and was talking nonsense to He Ming next to him.
He Ming looked up nervously at the contestants from different countries in the audience.
"Why do I feel like they are cannibals?"
After Hua Guo was led to his seat, the competition organizer walked to the podium and took the microphone to explain to everyone: "Sorry to have kept you waiting for so long."
"The race was delayed by an hour because our competition organizer took the wrong road when picking up the Chinese athletes, and had to take a long detour before arriving at the competition site. I am deeply sorry for this."
He said this and bowed to everyone.
It's just that the arc of his bend was not as low as when he bent down to face the Chinese players in the hotel.
"Please take a break, the game will start in twenty minutes."
After the person in charge apologized to everyone, he walked down the stage and went straight to the Chinese seating area.
With a smile on his face, he explained the rules of the first day of the competition to the Chinese players, as well as the difficulty levels of the competition items.
In front of other countries, they blatantly gave special treatment to the Chinese players.
The Chinese players are completely at a loss.
…
China, half past eleven.
The central meeting finally ended.
Lin Qingqing attended the central meeting for the first time and was deeply impressed.
It seems that officials of this level do not discuss things in a friendly manner but in a solemn and serious manner.
Everything is resolved through arguments (discussions).
In just three hours, Lin Qingqing's brain was about to explode.
Next time, she doesn't want to come.
"Old Zhang, bring your men to my place. I've got some new tea in my office."
As soon as Li Xiao walked out of the meeting room, he warmly invited Zhang Xiao and Lin Qingqing.
Zhang Xi smiled and refused.
"Qingqing, I need a physical examination tomorrow, let's do it another day."
"What kind of physical examination? Are you ill?"
Li Yu leaned forward with his gray-haired head and asked.
Zhang Yu almost couldn't maintain the smile on his face.
Why do people become more disrespectful as they get older?
He pointed at Lin Qingqing and said, "I'm not ill. Qingqing is my personal doctor. I should have a routine checkup tomorrow."
"ah?"
"Qingqing knows this, and I happen to be in need of a private doctor. It's not the same for one person alone, so why not take me with you?"
Li Yi tilted his head and said.
This looks a lot like the old man who practices Tai Chi and loves to joke in the temple.
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