[174]bai hua cao yi shou cha!

"Sorry, you don't meet our requirements!" The staff in charge of admissions said to a boy in front of him with a professional smile. These admissions staff are all former waiters. They are well-faced and approachable, and their etiquette has been specially trained by Gao Guizhi. Coupled with the unified professional OL uniform, they have formed a beautiful scenery of the new Dongsheng.

The boy in front of him was a little depressed and was about to turn around and leave, but he heard the admissions staff say sweetly, "Please don't be discouraged. Our school has a special cooking class. You are elegant and not more than 21 years old. Although you only meet our two rules, if you can quickly become a cooking skill, There is still a good chance to enter the one-month special training class in the final selection in a week.

As soon as the boy heard this, his face was full of excitement and he nodded repeatedly, "Okay, okay, I'll participate!"

"Our crash course is not free, but only helps students who hope to enter the special training class!" The admissions officer said with a smile, with a shrewd light in the corners of his eyes.

The boy's head was hot and he said without thinking, "It doesn't matter. Where can I pay the tuition?"

"It's in the first classroom on the first floor of the teaching building!" After the admissions officer finished speaking, a volunteer of the new Dongsheng student led the boy to the payment office.

After the boy left, it was the turn of an old man who was about 60 years old. As soon as he came up, he put on a martial arts move, shouted twice, and randomly performed a few moves. When he finished his skills, he almost didn't stand firm.

The admissions staff were stunned, but the 60-year-old man said proudly, "How's it going? My tricks are the true biography of the martial arts master. I can cook and be healthy. In addition to my age, I have met three of the four conditions. Sign up for me quickly.

After listening to the old man's words, the admissions staff couldn't laugh or cry, "Master, you misunderstood. What we said meets the three conditions, which means that you are qualified to register, but whether you can pass the first station assessment after registration is uncertain. You will have four assessments later. With your health and this effort, I'm afraid I can't get promoted, let alone the age review!"

The old man was very stunned. He picked up the poster and read it carefully twice, only to find that the advertising slogan was very vague. He only needed three pieces, but he didn't make it clear what he could do.

This is also a sloppy eye of Lin Xiaobao. There are more than three of them in the world. Only the first age can kill people. To be honest, the other three are basically very common, and the last one is basically healthy as long as it is not disabled or has a major disease, and some effort is only a priority condition.

The old man shook his head and left the scene with regret, but he was not discouraged, because his grandson, a boy who had just turned 18 years old, was also waiting to sign up in the team, which was his last hope...

Registration is in full swing, and students who have passed the registration can participate in the review, and there are four options on the registration form, as long as three of them are excellent, they can be selected.

At this time, the school was busy, but Lin Xiaobao secretly drove away from the school.

Because someone asked him out today, this person is Xu Weiwei.

Since the embarrassing story with Xu Weiwei that day, Lin Xiaobao tried his best to avoid Xu Weiwei. It's not that he doesn't like Xu Weiwei, but that he hasn't adjusted his mentality.

Speaking of feelings, Lin Xiaobao has changed a lot now. It is impossible to just play, so Lin Xiaobao is much more cautious about Xu Weiwei.

On the phone, Xu Weiwei said that she had something important to tell Lin Xiaobao. As a result, after Lin Xiaobao drove to Shanshui University to pick up Xu Weiwei, she actually proposed to go shopping.

"Go shopping?"

Lin Xiaobao looked at Xu Weiwei incredulously and said speechlessly, "Please, there are still a lot of things in my school. Aren't you causing trouble?"

Xu Weiwei said, "I know that you have been busy with enrollment recently. Your school advertisements have been hit by mountains and rivers. Now those teachers who have taught you before are going crazy!"

Lin Xiaobao curled his lips and said, "Can they still remember me?" What's the joke?"

At this moment, someone knocked on Lin Xiaobao's car window, and a middle-aged woman with black-frame glasses stood outside the car window and stared in desperately.

Lin Xiaobao thought it was a small advertisement and rolled down the window and was about to scold. As a result, the black-framed glasses excitedly reached into the narrow window and exclaimed, "Lin Xiaobao? I'm Professor Zhang. I taught you the Introduction to Dunhuang Studies!"

"Uh...Hello, Professor Zhang!" Lin Xiaobao smiled awkwardly and said that he really couldn't remember Professor Zhang, but since he had said it, he could really respond.

Professor Zhang looked at Lin Xiaobao with a smile, took his hand and stroked it while praising him, as if Lin Xiaobao was an excellent genius at school.

This chat actually lasted for more than half an hour, and most of them were listening to Lin Xiaobao. Professor Zhang was talking endlessly about the all-round integration from being a man to doing things.

Finally, Professor Zhang looked at the watch in his hand and hurriedly said, "Oh, I have to go back to cook for the girl. Then Nizi will take the college entrance examination next year and study well..."

Lin Xiaobao was afraid that Professor Zhang would continue to talk and hurriedly said, "Then you can't delay the child by saying anything, can you?"

"Ha ha..."

Professor Zhang covered his mouth and smiled happily and said, "You have really grown up. You speak differently when you become a school director. Ha ha, then I'll go!"

When Professor Zhang went far away, Lin Xiaobao was relieved, but in a blink of an eye, he saw an old scholar-like man coming out of the school. This professor Lin Xiaobao knew him. Isn't this the professor who taught Introduction to History? Lin Xiaobao, who expected the consequences, hurriedly closed the car window and started the car and went away.

The car drove away, and Lin Xiaobao asked, "Where are we going?"

"Take you to a place and see how your enrollment advertisements are used!"

Xu Weiwei said with a mysterious face, which made Lin Xiaobao feel a little mysterious and couldn't help asking, "Where are you going?"

"Walk, I'll show you the way!"

“......”

The car came to a street in the old city, which was crowded and bustling.

Lin Xiaobao didn't understand what Xu Weiwei meant when she brought him, but he didn't ask much. He just parked the car in a parking lot according to Xu Weiwei's instructions and walked towards the crowd.

"Look there!"

After walking for about five minutes, the two came to the most lively place in the whole area. With the guidance of Xu Weiwei, Lin Xiaobao saw the huge advertisement made by Xin Dongsheng here.

Lin Xiaobao can't help but be happy - not bad, this publicity is still in place, and these employees seem to have done their best!

Just when Lin Xiaobaole was bumping, he suddenly heard a shouting sound in front of a huge advertisement: "Drink Baicao Yishou tea for free. There is phlegm in your throat, stuck in your throat, and you can't cough. You can come and have a drink for free. It is guaranteed to work in three minutes, and the effect is very good. The phlegm falls and hangs up. It's very comfortable. You don't have to eat old phlegm sauerkraut noodles anymore..."

Listening to this "fun and humorous" words, Lin Xiaobao felt very funny, but when he saw a group of people around him, Lin Xiaobao couldn't help wondering what magic was hidden in it.

When Lin Xiaobao squeezed into the crowd, he suddenly saw a line of words written on the plaque they sold - Tongzong Tongmai medicinal tea, drinking it to ensure your health!

Fool! Absolute deception!

Lin Xiaobao saw the tall rotten leaves piled up on the table, which did not look like traditional Chinese medicine, but Lin Xiaobao could not make a decision at the moment, because the people who sell these "flower herbs and longevity tea" are ethnic minorities in Western Xinjiang.

For these people, the Linshan government has always taken a evasive attitude, because they dare to enter the bureau with knives, sell mutton kebabs on the road, steal wallets openly in front of the railway station, and directly take out knives in case of a fight...

Lin Xiaobao hesitated for a moment, because these people were not easy to mess with, but Lin Xiaobao couldn't stand it when he thought of being insulted by them and using it as a tool to cheat money.

How's it going? What do you think?"

Xu Weiwei said aside, revealing a trace of ridiculity, mixed with anger.

Her meaning is obvious, just to see how Lin Xiaobao deals with this matter.

Lin Xiaobao frowned. If he indulged these people like this, the signboard of medicinal diet and health will stink by them, but if he cares about it, in case of ethnic disputes, it will be a big problem.

There are many consumers around. Although they are not going crazy to grab it, there is still an endless stream, but it is more to wait and see. Ten yuan a bag of rotten leaves is a little risky for ordinary people.

Some aunts picked it up in front of them, smelled it, and whispered to each other.

However, the hawker doesn't care, as long as he doesn't take it away.

If it is the former Lin Xiaobao, he will directly expose this liar, and may even use force directly.

But now Lin Xiaobao won't do this. He couldn't help thinking of a clever plan and said to Xu Weiwei, "I'll buy a bag. You wait!"

"Hey!" Xu Weiwei grabbed Lin Xiaobao and said in surprise, "Isn't it? Do you believe it?"

Lin Xiaobao smiled and said, "You will know when you wait!"

In Xu Weiwei's inexplicable eyes, Lin Xiaobao walked up and said directly to the peddler, "Your tea makes them move so casually. How can we soak water when we buy it?"

The hawker was stunned, looked at Lin Xiaobao, and said in a percusable Mandarin, "It doesn't matter. We have packaged packages there. It's all clean!"

Lin Xiaobao took a look at the so-called packaged flowers and couldn't help but wonder, "Does this tea really have such a good effect? Why does it look like some rotten leaves?