Peerless prodigal system

Chapter 879

Pei Nanming was really insidious. Since he knew he couldn't compare to Wu Liang, he might as well think of a compromise.

In this way, if you don't fight, you won't lose!

Of course, the fact is that Pei Nanming has already lost, and his mentality has been defeated by Wu Liang.

From the moment the word Wu Liang appeared in front of his eyes, Pei Nanming had already surrendered psychologically.

Now, he is just being stubborn and doesn't admit defeat, but in his heart he already thinks that he has lost, and he thinks that he has lost completely.

Of course, such a way of pretending to be sick like Pei Nanming is really disgraceful.

It's better to lose directly, it's more glorious to lose.

Pei Nanming thought that he could deceive the world with this trick, but in fact, not all of the people present were fools.

If he pretended to be sick at a critical moment, it would be easy for others to think that Pei Nanming indirectly gave up the competition by pretending to be sick.

Wu Liang sneered: "President Pei, what delicacies did you eat for lunch? It doesn't hurt sooner or later. Why does it suddenly hurt at this time?"

Pei Nanming pretended to be calm, but still put on airs, and said, "My illness is an old one. Who knew that I suddenly fell ill at this time. These are all things I couldn't predict. Are you questioning me?"

"You know what's going on in your heart, you must let me speak out?" Wu Liang asked.

"I don't have a plan, so don't make conspiracy theories here. I just have a stomachache. I really have a stomachache. Look at my expression. I'm not pretending at all. I've had gastroenteritis for more than ten years, and I haven't recovered. Let's talk about it." , why did I pretend to be with you, do you think I'm afraid of losing? " Pei Nanming was still arguing.

"I don't know if you are really afraid of losing, but I know medical skills, so I can feel your pulse and make a diagnosis." Wu Liang smiled contentedly and said softly, "There is no intractable disease that I, Wu Liang, can't cure. Stretch out your hand, and I'll know the pulse at the first pulse."

Wu Liang knew very well that Pei Nanming was arguing with him and playing tricks.

As for whether Pei Nanming was pretending to be sick, Wu Liang could tell without needing a pulse.

It's just that in order to convince others, it is still necessary for him to put on a show.

At this time, Pei Nanming showed hesitation.

He was hesitating whether to let Wu Liang take his pulse.

"What? You know medicine?" Pei Nanming hesitated.

"Why am I lying to you? I really know medicine."

Wu Liang didn't want to talk nonsense with Pei Nanming anymore. After saying this, he immediately grabbed Pei Nanming's right hand, but quickly put his fingers on his wrist.

Afterwards, Wu Liang sneered and asked, "Pei Nanming, do you really have a history of gastroenteritis? You also said that you have had it for more than ten years. How is this possible? You are talking in your sleep."

Pei Nanming replied with a guilty conscience: "Of course I have. I know best whether I have it. How can you assert that I don't have gastrointestinal diseases?!"

Pei Nanming's mouth was tough, but his heart was actually panicked.

He was crying secretly: "It's really evil! Why does Wu Liang know so much! He also found out that I was lying? Maybe he deliberately lied to me and deliberately made me admit it!"

Wu Liang smiled lightly and said, "Pei Nanming, it's this time, so don't pretend, you must be afraid of competing with me, so you lied that you have something wrong with your stomach, am I right?"

"You! You are talking nonsense! Wu Liang! You are talking nonsense! You are lying! You must be responsible for what you say!"

Pei Nanming was warning Wu Liang, naturally because of a guilty conscience.

Wu Liang saw Pei Nanming's reality through the pulse signal.

Although Pei Nanming was arguing, the calligraphers at the scene also had doubts about Pei Nanming.

"President Pei, it seems that Wu Liang is not lying. Don't you know that he is the president of Huadu Youth Chinese Medicine Association?"

"Master Wu usually hides very deeply and doesn't reveal himself. Many people may not know that he is proficient in medical skills. The star named Zhang Jiayi had ankylosing spondylitis cured by Master Wu."

"President Pei, what's going on? It stands to reason that there will be no mistakes in Wu Liang's pulse."

"President Pei and Master Wu each hold their own words. The truth is also false, and the false is also true. We can just watch the show."

"If this competition can't continue because of President Pei's sudden illness, it would be a pity for us spectators."

The calligraphers that Pei Nanming brought were not all confidantes, many of them were sloppy and not absolutely loyal to Pei Nanming.

Now, there are a few smart people who can also see the general trend. The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, and Pei Nanming is at a disadvantage. How to choose a team at this time is a science.

Wu Liang's expression had the kind of indifference that many young people could not achieve, neither exaggerated nor artificial, but definitely not with a straight face.

There was always a confident smile on Wu Liang's face and the corners of his mouth, without losing his arrogance.

"Pei Nanming, why do you say you are bothering? You have been clamoring to challenge me a few days ago, and today I finally got what I wanted. I am standing in front of you, and I have written the words. I am waiting for you to show your calligraphy. , Why did you lose the chain at the critical moment, aren't you tired of living like this?"

Wu Liang had already seen through Pei Nanming's thoughts, and wanted to save Pei Nanming's face, but found that Pei Nanming didn't know how to restrain himself.

Of course, now Wu Liang still didn't pick out Pei Nanming's little plan, so he was giving Pei Nanming a little bit of trouble.

To be precise, it is to give a little face to the Huadu Calligraphy Association. After all, Pei Nanming is the president of the Calligraphy Association and the face of the association.

From this point of view, it is enough to show that Wu Liang has a high EQ.

Anyway, Wu Liang is also a member of the Calligraphy Association.

After all, the Calligraphy Association is not a chamber of commerce. Wu Liang does not want to completely destroy this kind of association that represents a kind of cultural inheritance.

Pei Nanming knew he was wrong, and felt extremely ashamed when faced with a young man's accusation.

The young man was teaching him, an old man, how to behave, and Pei Nanming regretted it.

If it weren't for the strong vanity, it wouldn't be so troublesome.

"Today, I won't compete. If there is a chance next time, there will be a real duel."

Pei Nanming finished speaking with a tense face.

A real duel is impossible. Pei Nanming knew that it would be difficult to catch up with Wu Liang's height.

He has no courage now, and he will never have the courage to compete with Wu Liang again in the future.

Now, Pei Nanming is still facing a problem, that is, riding a tiger is difficult.

Pei Nanming was mainly worried that Wu Liang would chase after him and expose his lies.

At that time, it will really be ruined!

Thinking of this, cold sweat broke out on Pei Nanming's forehead and back.

However, Wu Liang did not intend to expose Pei Nanming's background.

It is better to change a person than to defeat and crush a person.

It is actually very easy for Wu Liang to defeat Pei Nanming. What he is doing now is to make Pei Nanming admire him!