Chapter 122 Lip-synching and real singing (please subscribe)
At around 7:30 in the evening, Yu Zhiming was called out of his bedroom for dinner and noticed that there were several more dishes on the table.
Gu Qingning said proudly, "This fruit salad, vegetable salad, and this seaweed egg drop soup, I made them all."
Yu Zhiming snorted softly and said with disdain, "This is the most unskillful dish, and you still have the nerve to say that."
"Look at the fruit you cut. Some are big, some are small. It's obvious you cut them randomly without any knife skills."
Gu Qingning was so angry that she wanted to punch Yu Zhiming to death, but now she was living under someone else's roof, so she had to endure it.
She turned her anger into appetite and started eating.
Yu Xiangwan changed the subject and said, "Old Fifth, I heard that there was a major earthquake in your hospital and a major leadership reshuffle?"
Yu Zhiming hummed lightly and said, "Three leaders of the hospital have been replaced, and less than half of the department-level cadres have been adjusted."
"I don't know those people well, and they don't affect me."
He then said with a bit of gloating, "I'm glad to see that Vice President Yuan Qi is gone..."
At this moment, Gu Qingning suddenly started coughing violently and spit all over Yu Zhiming's face.
He didn't bother to wipe his face. He immediately stood up and walked behind Gu Qingning, patting her on the back a few times.
Yu Zhiming met his fourth sister's worried gaze and said, "She just choked for a moment, it's nothing serious!"
Gu Qingning's cough quickly stopped, and she quickly wiped the tears from her eyes with the back of her hand.
Only then did she notice that the food on the table was affected by her foam.
"I, I, I didn't mean it."
Gu Qingning explained awkwardly, then said sheepishly, "Then let's go out to eat. I'll treat you!"
"Or, should I order a takeout?"
"Fourth sister, please cook a few more bowls of dumplings." Yu Zhiming expressed his attitude and went to the bathroom to wash up.
When he came out of the bathroom, he saw Gu Qingning sitting alone at the dining table, eating with big mouthfuls.
"You don't mind?"
Gu Qingning looked up at Yu Zhiming and said with a bitter face, "How can you despise the spit I spit out myself?"
Yu Zhiming couldn't help but smile and said, "That's true. How can you despise yourself?"
"Well, this table of food is enough for you to eat for a day or two. Eat more, it's better to gain some weight."
Gaining some weight reminded Gu Qingning of the bastard's comment on her figure that night.
This time, she didn't get angry.
"Yu Zhiming, am I really too thin?"
Yu Zhiming commented seriously, "Whether a person is fat or thin is a matter of personal preference."
"From a scientific medical perspective, a slightly plump body type is still optimal."
"Whether you are thin or fat, you are lacking something."
Gu Qingning snorted, "Someone said last time that being fatter feels better to the touch, and now they're bringing up the banner of science."
Yu Zhiming defended himself without a trace of embarrassment, "I'm a doctor, and my personal preferences must follow the path of science."
Gu Qingning rolled her eyes at Yu Zhiming...
After dinner, Yu Xiangwan went to the kitchen to clean up.
At Gu Qingning's request, Yu Zhiming reluctantly played a famous erhu piece "Erquan Yingyue" for her.
After the performance, Gu Qingning clapped his hands twice out of respect. "It's pretty good. Although you can't hear that kind of desolate and tragic feeling, at least it's played smoothly."
"Hey, my eldest sister said that when they asked you to learn to play the erhu, they wanted you to play it at weddings and funerals?"
Yu Zhiming hummed and said, "My dad is the prime minister of all weddings and funerals in the village. He has a lot of power."
"Let me tell you, bands that perform at funerals and weddings are quite profitable. After a funeral, each person can earn several hundred yuan."
"This is considered a good income in rural areas."
"Later, my eyesight improved and I was admitted to university. Only then did my father give up hope and stop encouraging me to practice the erhu."
Gu Qingning chuckled and said, "Zhiming, you should not give up your erhu. Just practice for half an hour every day."
"I've applied to my eldest sister to be your practice supervisor."
Yu Zhiming glanced at the guy and threatened: "Gu Qingning, don't look for trouble, or I'll kick you out and leave you wandering the streets."
Gu Qingning made a light sound and changed the subject.
"Sister Xiang Wan said that you treated the celebrity Jiang Xiyan and had her body checked."
Gu Qingning asked with great interest: "I've seen the TV series that Jiang Xiyan starred in, and the photos she took."
"Her figure, wow, as a woman, I can't help but want to touch it."
"Zhiming, you've personally examined her body. Do you have any inside information you can share?"
"People on the internet say her figure is the result of plastic surgery."
Yu Zhiming looked at Gu Qingning, whose Bagua fire was blazing, and rolled his eyes.
"I'm the doctor and she's the patient."
"If I leak some of her information and cause a negative impact, I will be held accountable."
"Do you want me to face legal action?"
Gu Qingning curled her lips and continued chattering, "I sang with Sister Xiangwan the night before last."
"Sister Xiang Wan said that when singers sing, you can tell who's lip-syncing and who's really singing. Isn't that true?"
Yu Zhiming didn't deny it and nodded, "Voice recognition is my strong point."
"No matter how much you lip-sync, the sound and the mouth shape will never match 100%. I can tell by looking and listening."
"I can tell you for sure that at major evening parties, including the Spring Festival Gala, there are very few stars who sing live."
Gu Qingning said "oh", took out his cell phone and played a video.
"Zhiming, this is a short video clip of a concert I watched some time ago."
"Look, is she singing for real or lip-syncing?"
Yu Zhiming took the phone and was shocked to find that the singer on the stage was the popular first-line singer Rao Yi.
Yu Zhiming also listened to several representative songs of this singer on repeat when he was relaxing.
He watched the video and listened carefully for a while before saying, "When she sang this song, she wasn't really singing it!"
"Are you sure?" Gu Qingning's eyes widened.
Yu Zhiming nodded and said, "You see, she's singing and dancing at the same time. No matter how steady her breath control is, there will always be some subtle changes in her voice when she dances."
"Also, when she dances, the microphone fixed to her mouth will shake slightly, causing subtle fluctuations in the sound."
"But I didn't hear any of these subtle changes."
"It's definitely lip-syncing."
Gu Qingning chuckled and said, "Zhiming, let me tell you something. Her concert is organized by a cultural company owned by a friend of mine."
"Let's put it this way, this big star made a lot of money from this concert, but my friend's company lost money."
"Not only that, Rao Yi's company is suing my friend's company for violating regulations in accepting advertisements."
"They said they were going to claim a lot of money."
"However, the performance contract they signed originally stipulated that lip-syncing was not allowed, hehe..."
Yu Zhiming quickly reminded: "Gu Qingning, I won't testify in this kind of matter."
"Besides, no one believed my testimony."
Gu Qingning chuckled and said, "Zhiming, don't worry. I won't let you get into trouble."
"Now that it's confirmed that Rao Yi really did lip-sync, my friend has the confidence to negotiate with them."
"The other party will definitely compromise in the end because he feels guilty."
Gu Qingning reached out and patted Yu Zhiming on the shoulder, saying in a rewarding tone, "I'll give you a reward after this matter is settled."
Yu Zhiming snorted softly and stood up.
"I was wondering why you suddenly wanted to hear me play the erhu. That's why you're here. You wanted me to tell you whether it's lip-syncing or real singing."
"Gu Qingning, your mind is too complicated, isn't it? Be careful if you get tangled up, or you'll have a brain infarction."
After saying this, Yu Zhiming walked into the bedroom.
Gu Qingning opened her mouth, but in the end she didn't call out to Yu Zhiming. Instead, she got up and went to the kitchen.
"Sister Xiangwan, I think I made Zhiming angry..."
Yu Xiangwan stopped washing the pot and listened to the guy's chattering as he recounted the whole story.
Yu Xiangwan chuckled and said, "This is a small matter. Lao Wu won't be really angry."
"No, Qing Ning, if you have anything in the future, it's better to tell me directly."
"Old Five doesn't like to fight or beat around the bush..."
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