Taming The Hidden Bigshot By Kissing Him
Chapter 350 Fierce Competition

Chapter 350: Chapter 350 Fierce Competition

The lights of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic all lit up!

Inside the venue,

it was utterly silent.

The audience for this session was very well-behaved, refraining from shouting and making a fuss. They at least remembered this was a competition in traditional Chinese medicine, not some concert or sports event.

The voice of Tang Chengde, the honorary chairman of the Haicheng City Traditional Chinese Medicine Association, came through the broadcast.

"Now I will announce the selection rules for the first round of this preliminary needle-testing conference, which is to recognize acupoints. The ’Inner Canon’ states that the human body has 365 acupoints, but 160 are actually recorded. Later, ’Acupuncture Points on Bronze Man Charts and Texts’ recorded 354 acupoints. The current standard is based on the ’Acupuncture A B Classic,’ authored by the founder of acupuncture, Huangfu Mi, which has established 361 international standard acupoints."

"Each group of contestants will take the stage in turn, limited to half an hour. The corresponding examiner will randomly assign acupoints to be identified until an error is made. The scores of each group’s contestants will determine their ranks, and half will be eliminated. For time considerations, five groups will proceed simultaneously."

This was a very basic test. The 361 acupoints were equivalent to 361 points, and there were many bronze men in the clinic, convenient for both examiners and contestants to identify.

However, due to nervousness, many contestants would mispronounce or their minds would go blank, hesitating and speaking incorrectly, and half an hour was enough time to eliminate half of them.

It didn’t even need half an hour.

Qiao Xi observed the first group and realized that just ten minutes was sufficient for the more talented individuals to stand out.

The atmosphere in the spectators’ seats was relaxed, but the contestants were very nervous, especially the novices participating for the first time.

The grand traditional medicine festival, held once every ten years!

If they missed this chance, they would have to wait another decade!

There are not that many decades in a person’s life.

They greatly desired to become famous while still young, like Yingxue.

"What’s going on?"

Han Jia, sitting nearby, frowned deeply. "The level of competitors this time isn’t very good, huh! They can’t even accurately identify the acupoints, let alone act as traditional Chinese doctors."

His words were full of disdain.

Qiao Xi was sitting not far from him and spoke up coldly, "Are you always this harsh? Weren’t you nervous and didn’t you identify the wrong acupoints the first time you competed?"

"You..."

Han Jia was momentarily speechless.

When he first attended the festival, he had qualified for the first round with 162 acupoints and had indeed been nervous, mispronouncing acupoints. He had regretted it for a long time after the competition ended.

This memory had stayed with him for a long time, and suddenly being pinpointed by Qiao Xi, he found he couldn’t retort.

Annoyed, Han Jia then said, "Let’s see how many you can identify!"

"Then just watch," Qiao Xi said calmly.

She had already accumulated enough grudges, what was one more?

Han Jia already bore malice toward her.

He scoffed, "If you score higher than me in the first round, I will apologize for my previous rudeness."

Qiao Xi turned her head and asked, "So you know that was rude? I thought you didn’t even know what courtesy was."

"You... really have a sharp tongue!"

Qiao Xi found it refreshing to be described as sharp-tongued. Perhaps one day this term could also describe her.

"Han Jia, remember what you just said."

She was not someone to be trifled with.

...

The time moved toward twelve o’clock.

The last five groups of contestants took the stage, and as Qiao Xi stood up, she looked toward the audience, where a man in a suit and leather shoes was extraordinarily conspicuous. His face bore a faint smile, and Qiao Xi returned the smile.

Young Master Sun and others perked up with effort, finally, it was their turn!

Who the hell had scheduled Qiao Xi’s competition so late?

As Qiao Xi diverted her gaze, she glanced over a corner in passing.

A handsome and enigmatic young man sat there with an assistant, Wan Jiang, constantly awaiting instructions by his side.

It was Young Master Zhong!

The smile on Qiao Xi’s face faded.

What was he doing here?

To witness a bet?

To cheer for Mingzhu?

In any case, her feelings toward this Young Master Zhong were complicated. She always felt he was not a good person.

Wan Jiang saw the situation and whispered softly, "Young Master Zhong, it looks like Miss Qiao doesn’t seem to think much of you."

"Is that what your mouth is for?" Zhong Yi leaned back in his chair and said coldly.

Wan Jiang immediately shut up.

"Please have each participant stand by the bronze man corresponding to their number and wait for the competition to begin."

Qiao Xi found her corresponding bronze man and discovered that Shen Xuanzhi from group 49 was right in front of her. To her left was Li Songwen, and to her right was Xiang Mingzhu, with Han Jia on Xiang Mingzhu’s other side.

She was surrounded by enemy forces!

Qiao Xi looked up, and the examiner in front of her was an unfamiliar face. He looked very stern, about sixty or seventy years old. If Yan Shi’an were beside her, he would have reminded her that this was his master.

Qiao Xi could not figure him out and did not know whether he would deliberately make things difficult for her.

Some examiners were quirky, placing difficult questions at the very beginning to intentionally challenge the competitors. Others, more even-tempered, arranged questions from easy to hard, making it easier to score more points.

As a bell rang, all of Qiao Xi’s random thoughts cleared, and all she saw was the familiar bronze man in front of her.

The examiner in front of her held a small stick, pointing at the points on the bronze man.

Qiao Xi watched his movements and spoke out.

"Fengshi."

"Hegu!"

"Shaoshang, Shaochong, Guanchong..."

"Elbow Posterior, Shaohai, Quchi, Xiaohai..."

Qiao Xi’s voice mingled with the crowd; each correct point caused the stern examiner to press the scorer. The large screen floating above the Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic displayed only the top one hundred participants.

Her name slowly appeared at the bottom.

Move forward.

Leap forward rapidly!

Li Songwen and Han Jia were ahead of her, both moving quickly.

Qiao Xi kept biting at their heels, her rhythm never changing, while Han Jia and Li Songwen were slowing down.

Gradually, she overtook them.

She climbed to 9th in the first round of preliminaries, then to 4th, and then to 2nd!

The name ahead of hers was Xiang Mingzhu!

As time ticked by, sweat began to appear on many foreheads. The noise inside the Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic grew quieter until, at last, there were only two determined female voices still persevering.

It was Xiang Mingzhu and Qiao Xi!

Their rankings fluctuated back and forth!

"Yangbai, Yuyao..."

"Dicang, Chengqi..."

The examiners tacitly left the facial acupoints for last.

Xiang Mingzhu clenched her fists tightly, infuriated that Qiao Xi was like a bad penny, wondering why she hadn’t made any mistakes yet!

Only one minute left in the thirty-minute countdown!

She had to speed up to shake her off.

"Shuigou, Shangxing, Gathered Bamboo."

She named off a series of points, but compared to her, Qiao Xi seemed unhurried and unaffected by the time.

Ding.

The examiner pointed to a spot on the face, and Xiang Mingzhu, distracted, said, "Cheek...no, it’s Qiangu."

She bit her lip, clenched her fist, and fiercely punched herself!

How could she have misspoken, saying Cheek Vehicle instead of Qiangu!

The examiner said in a deep voice, "You need to be calm to be steady."

Xiang Mingzhu reluctantly responded, "Yes."

Her score on the screen stopped changing; she glared furiously at Qiao Xi!

The room fell silent.

Only a clear, soft, and firm voice continued, maintaining its unique rhythmic cadence.

"Shangyingxiang, Meichong, Jingming..."

She stood in front of the life-sized bronze man, her pretty face serious and focused, her almond-shaped eyes utterly concentrated.

As if she were in a realm of her own!

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