I became beautiful by eating melons

Qian Hui widened his eyes and slowly turned his head.

I saw a group of girls coming over, led by Ye Rou!

The little girl was holding a glass jar, wearing a dark blue denim jumpsuit and a pink round-neck short-sleeved shirt. Her long hair was tied into two fluffy braids hanging in front of her chest. She walked over with an air of youthfulness.

His big eyes kept blinking, and his little face was full of innocence, as if he knew nothing.

"Director Qian, are you looking for me?"

Qian Hui's neck was tightly gripped by an invisible big hand.

He felt he couldn't breathe.

My little ancestor!

Why didn’t you come earlier or later? Why are you joining in the fun at this time!

Qian Hui looked for help: Principal, what should I do?

Ji Chunming didn't expect it to be such a coincidence.

He shook his head with a bitter face. It was really a matter of time and fate.

Ye Rou clearly heard Director Qian calling her name, but when she came over, Director Qian said nothing and just kept blinking at Principal Ji.

She was confused and thought she had misheard. Just as she was about to leave, someone suddenly called her.

"Are you Ye Rou?"

Ye Rou looked over in the direction of the sound and noticed a large group of old men standing opposite Principal Ji.

The three leading men were younger, looking to be in their early forties. Each one of them looked more ferocious than the other as they looked at her, and were particularly unfriendly.

"I am, you are?"

Qian Hui quickly introduced them to Ye Rou, "These are people from the Chinese Medicine Association. The three leading them are the president and vice president of the association."

Ye Rou looked at them one by one as Qian Hui introduced them.

Chairman Ding Zichun is a stocky man with a dark face, a broad nose, and a scar from the corner of his eye to the corner of his mouth. He does not look like a Chinese medicine practitioner but rather like a veteran soldier coming off the battlefield.

Vice President Wang Xinchao has laugh lines at the corners of his eyes and looks like he is smiling even though he has a cold face. He seems to be the most friendly one among the three.

Among the three tigers, Zhao Quhan looks the youngest and his skin is whiter than the other two. There is not a single wrinkle on his face. He has sharp eyes and wears glasses on his nose.

After listening to Qian Hui's introduction, Ye Rou glanced at the other people from the Chinese Medicine Association behind the three of them.

The one who comes is not kind.

"Hello, seniors." Ye Rou pretended not to notice and greeted them obediently.

Ding Zichun looked at Ye Rou, a little girl in her early twenties, younger than he thought, but with a pretty face.

But in the field of traditional Chinese medicine, no matter how beautiful you look, if you don’t have real skills, you’re just like a glazed tile that will break if you drop it. It’s good-looking but not durable.

Ding Zichun snorted coldly: "I heard from Principal Ji that it was you who insisted on the competition?"

Ye Rou looked at Ji Chunming.

Ji Chunming smiled guiltily.

Ye Rou noted this account, retracted her gaze, and nodded: "It's me."

"You are quite frank." Wang Xinchao was also looking at the little girl. Seeing that she looked normal, a flash of admiration flashed across his eyes.

Because his senior brother looked fierce, everyone avoided him like a tiger. This was the first time he saw someone who was not afraid of his senior brother.

Regardless of his medical skills, he does have some courage.

Unfortunately, today's competition is too important and they cannot let Ye Rou participate.

Wang Xinchao coughed softly and said in a slow voice, "We are looking for you because we want you to stop the game."

"Why?" Ye Rou was puzzled.

Zhao Quhan, the youngest of the three tigers, has the most vicious tongue: "Little girl, don't overestimate yourself. You can't beat Chen Guang, so don't bring shame to us Chinese medicine practitioners."

Ye Rou understood.

The game was about to begin and Ye Rou didn't have time to explain to them.

Moreover, the purpose of these people is to stop the game and they will not give up until their goal is achieved. They will not listen to any explanation and simply refuse to explain.

She rolled her eyes, raised her chin, pretended to be proud, and said, "Who said I can't beat Chen Guang?"

"You are just a little girl who just came to Beijing and has been in class for less than a month. You can't win unless Chen Guang is stupid." Zhang Huairen couldn't stand this little girl's ungrateful and arrogant look, so he mocked her.

Ye Rou resisted the urge to dig her toes into the ground and uttered some classic middle school lines.

"Don't look down on the young and poor. You all don't think highly of me, but I have to prove it to you. I must participate in the competition!"

Everyone was stunned by Ye Rou's words and looked at each other in bewilderment.

They had discussed it before coming. Ye Rou was young and didn't know the stakes. If they stopped her and persuaded her earnestly, maybe they could get her to stop the game.

But Ye Rou's reaction was beyond everyone's expectations.

The little girl looked like she had suffered a great humiliation and was about to participate in the competition to prove her strength, which made it hard to tell how to persuade her.

Ding Zichun's face darkened, "You don't know your own limitations."

Before his senior brother could say more unpleasant words, Wang Xinchao grabbed him and said with a smile, "Little girl, it's not that we look down on you. Chen Guang has been practicing medicine for nearly 30 years. How long have you been studying medicine?"

Ye Rou calculated that from the time she traveled to Dahe Village until now...

She gave the answer: "Less than a year."

"Professor Chen, a little girl who has studied medicine for less than a year dares to compete with you." The voice that suddenly interrupted was full of sarcasm and was particularly harsh.

Ye Rou looked over in the direction of the voice and saw that the person coming was Chen Guang, and there were a few people following him whom she didn't know.

Qian Hui thought to himself that this was not good.

Before the competition started, people from the Western Medicine Association and the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association actually met each other!

It's over.