Chapter 371 Slap in the Face, Ying Zijing: I'll Do It [1st Update]
Some of these are Ye Xi's fans, but most are fans of other contestants.
Because the strength of the clouds and the moon is too great, there is a complete gap between them.
This is the first time such a situation has occurred on a talent show.
Last year's "Youth 101" saw the winner debut in the center position with a high number of votes, but their skills were not significantly superior to the other contestants.
After the first performance, Feng Tonglianyun, who was ranked second, didn't even have a fraction of the monthly votes.
If it weren't for the celebrity appearance segment this time, where Feng Tong invited Hua Yin, a top male star, to boost his popularity, he would never have been able to rival Yun Heyue.
Yun and Yue have many fans, but because they don't have a company to help manage them, they can't unite their fighting spirit.
"Youth 202" has aired two episodes in just over ten days, and many contestants have already bought a lot of negative trending topics for Yun and Yue.
However, Yunheyue's dancing and singing were so amazing that she attracted many fans, and she was unable to successfully diss her.
"C-position debut" and "debut" differ by only two words, but their meanings are very different, and the resources available to them in the future will also be very different.
Actually, Hua Yin wasn't invited by Feng Tong, but rather by Tianxing Entertainment.
The goal was to get Feng Tong's votes to surpass Yun and Yue's, so that she could debut as the center.
Hehehe, let's see what Yunheyue's fans will do this time. Your idol isn't doing a good job.
Looking at these comments, Ying Zijing's eyes were distant, her expression indifferent, and she showed no emotion.
After asking the question, Xu Tangzhou observed the girl's expression and also felt that it was somewhat unrealistic.
If Ying Zijing is simply Ying Shen, and she voluntarily served as Yun and Yue's assistant for a period of time, and the two are good friends, then it is quite possible that she would come to help.
The problem is that Ying Zijin is still the boss of Chuguang Media.
Even Shang Yaozhi is one of her artists, how could she possibly support an idol who hasn't even debuted yet?
“I’m sorry, Miss Ying,” Xu Tangzhou sighed, lowering his voice, “Please pretend I didn’t say anything.”
He genuinely admires the clouds and the moon.
The entertainment industry today is not like it was in the 80s and 90s; it's too superficial, and there are too few truly talented people.
It's a pity that Yun and Yue are such good talents.
Xu Tangzhou was also somewhat puzzled as to why Chuguang Media didn't sign Yunheyue.
Ying Zijing didn't look up, but simply said, "Teacher Xu, please wait a moment."
She took out her phone and tapped on her secretary's profile picture.
[Let's see how much money "Youth 202" made for me.]
Ten minutes later, the female secretary replied.
[Boss, because of the influence of my idol and my daughter, more than a dozen countries have purchased the exclusive broadcasting rights for "Youth 202," and many brands are also investing more. It is estimated that after the second performance, the global revenue will exceed five billion.]
"Youth 202" has a total of ten episodes, and the second performance is only the third episode.
The revenue will be even higher once all ten episodes have aired.
Ying Zijin seemed to be deep in thought.
Although she took over Chuguang Media, she didn't care much about things in the entertainment industry.
However, she knew that these entertainment companies all had a system in place to predict how popular they would become in the future.
Ying Zijing lowered her eyes and looked at the data her female secretary had sent her.
Data shows that if she were to join in, the popularity would double.
This means there will be more money.
Not making money when you can is the mark of a bastard.
Ying Zijing raised her eyes: "Teacher Xu, thank you for reminding me, I'll do it."
Xu Tangzhou was stunned: "What?"
"I'll tell the production team," Ying Zijing yawned. "Thank you, Teacher Xu, for today."
She nodded slightly in acknowledgment, put on her hat, and left.
Xu Tangzhou did not follow.
He had only spent an hour with Ying Zijing, but he was already completely captivated.
The girl possesses a unique charm.
She is composed and strong-willed, far beyond her peers.
But she also has the temperament of a young girl.
This contrast is what makes it even more appealing.
It's just that I wonder what kind of man could be worthy of a girl like that.
Xu Tangzhou was lost in thought for a while before shaking his head and going to the practice room.
**
Back office.
When Producer Li heard that Ying Zijing was coming to help out, his hand trembled and he almost dropped his thermos again.
"You're too kind." He wished he could hug Dad's leg immediately. "Dad, even if you didn't come, I would have helped find someone to come."
The director's lips twitched, and his hand trembled as he lit his cigarette.
He had a feeling that the third episode was going to be a hit.
However, they were also sensible and dared not reveal that Ying Zijin was the owner of Chuguang Media.
Producer Li was also very glad that his decision was correct; he chose to stick with Chuguang Media.
"Okay, it's settled then," Ying Zijin said. "Remember to post it on Weibo later."
"Definitely, definitely." Producer Li nodded hurriedly. "It'll be shipped this afternoon, and recording starts the day after tomorrow. Can you make it in time?"
The performance was originally supposed to be broadcast live, but because it was close to the New Year, the broadcast method had to be changed.
But there will be a lot of fans at the event.
Ying Zijin said calmly, "There shouldn't be anything tonight."
"That's good, that's good." Producer Li saw the girl out solicitously. "I'll contact the post-production team right away."
After Ying Zijing left, she picked up her phone and sent a message to Yun Heyue.
[Spinning around]
I was planning to invite Brother Xuesheng, but it would be even better if you could come, Sister. Sister, is there any payment?
Ying Zijin raised an eyebrow slightly.
Yu Xuesheng's looks and temperament alone are enough to shake up the entertainment industry.
But is this supposed to be a performance of group hypnosis?
Just then, a laughing voice sounded above her head.
"Miss Ying, it seems I've made a wasted trip."
Ying Zijing turned off her phone and looked up.
The young man wore a white coat, reminiscent of clean sunlight.
"Consider it a favor I owe Miss Ying." Yu Xuesheng smiled again. "If Miss Ying ever posts a bounty on NOK in the future, I can help her for free."
Ying Zijing nodded: "You're welcome, I'm just trying to make some money."
"Make money?" Yu Xuesheng was taken aback. "Yun Shen wouldn't even give you pocket money, would he?"
Ying Zijing glanced at him: "You don't understand the joy of making money."
Yu Xuesheng chuckled softly.
Ying Zijin said goodbye to him, "I have something to do, so I'll be going now."
Yu Xuesheng didn't say anything more: "Goodbye, Miss Ying."
He turned around, but before he could take a step, he bumped into Qin Lingyu, who was chasing after Ying Zijin.
Hypnotists are usually physically weak, but Yu Xuesheng was not.
He exercises regularly and is quite skilled in close combat; otherwise, he wouldn't have taken on a mission alone and gone to the rainforest, only to be chased by a group of savages.
The impact of Qin Lingyu's collision caused her body to fall backward.
"careful."
A sound fell, and a hand supported her waist.
Her body instincts compelled Qin Lingyu to quickly use the momentum to get up. She took a step back, her eyes slightly cold.
"I'm sorry." Yu Xuesheng lowered her hand. "It's just that things didn't go as planned."
He took out a tissue and handed it to her.
Qin Lingyu paused for a moment, then took it: "It's nothing."
Yu Xuesheng nodded, glanced at Qin Lingyu, moved slightly, and left.
Qin Lingyu frowned.
As an assassin, her senses have always been very sharp.
The man in white gave her a very dangerous feeling.
Qin Lingyu turned her head and took another look.
The man had a warm smile on his face; he was patient and clean.
There was no smell of blood.
Qin Lingyu pressed her temples.
Perhaps she's being too sensitive.
It seems she needs to take on a few tasks to clear her head.
**
The next morning.
ISC Training Camp.
Inside the biological laboratory.
Zuo Li walked in with a woman in her thirties, clapped his hands, and said, "This is Dr. Nora. Today she will give you your last lecture, and then you can go home for the New Year."
These gifted students in the training camp don't actually need any extra tutoring.
They can understand a lot of knowledge at a glance and can apply it to other situations.
Teng Yunmeng cheered and pulled Ying Zijin to sit in the front row.
“Thank you for the welcome,” Nora said. “I’ve also brought a few students with me, who will help you with the experiments.”
As soon as she finished speaking, two students came in carrying several cages.
Inside the cage were rows of white mice, some lively and jumping around, others seemingly already dead.
After one of the boys put the cage down, he suddenly blurted out, "Is traditional Chinese medicine no longer effective? Why do we have to consult Western medicine? It seems it really is rubbish."
One sentence silenced the laboratory.
The students' faces changed.
Teng Yunmeng was furious.
What's the difference between insulting traditional Chinese medicine and insulting Chinese culture?
"I don't think traditional Chinese medicine is inferior to Western medicine." Ying Zijing slowly raised her eyes and said calmly, "Traditional Chinese medicine is more powerful than you think."
Traditional Chinese medicine originated from ancient medicine.
Alchemy is the only art that can rival ancient medicine.
But alchemy is a secret, and it is only known to a few people.
Hearing this, the boy sneered, looking disdainful: "If traditional Chinese medicine is better than Western medicine, why did you invite us here? Just stay in your traditional Chinese medicine practice and don't invite us."
Nora's face darkened, and she snapped, "Shut up."
The boy stopped abruptly, then looked up sharply: "Doctor!"
"I'm sorry, it's my fault for not disciplining him properly. What this student said is right, traditional Chinese medicine is amazing." Nora glanced coldly at the boy. "I really like traditional Chinese medicine, which is why I often come to China. It's just a pity that I don't really have much talent in this area."
"Doctor, I wasn't wrong." The boy was still unwilling to give up. "If traditional Chinese medicine is so powerful, why did China introduce our Western medicine?"
"Putting everything else aside, I just want to ask, can Traditional Chinese Medicine make this little white mouse lively and energetic again?"
He has always looked down on China, and even more so on traditional Chinese medicine.
Nora was furious: "Shut up! Say another word and you're out. And apologize!"
The boy kept his mouth tightly shut, not wanting to say a single word of apology.
Below the podium, Feng Yue was furious. He rolled up his sleeves and prepared to go up.
"Feng Yue, you big idiot." Teng Yunmeng grabbed him from the side and lowered her voice, "We only know biology, not medicine."
Hearing this, Feng Yue calmed down.
Their biological knowledge alone was not enough to cure a white mouse.
The other students were furious too.
The boy was very proud and couldn't help but whistle.
He knew they couldn't refute him.
But just then, the girl stood up.
She pushed back her chair and walked onto the podium.
Teng Yunmeng was taken aback: "Zijin?"
Ying Zijing lowered her eyelashes, put on gloves, and picked up a white mouse that had fainted: "Doctor, could you lend me this one for a moment?"
Nora, though unsure of what the girl intended to do, patiently said, "These were originally prepared for you, so use them."
After saying that, she looked at the boy next to her and said in a cold voice, "You will be punished for the mistake you made when we get back."
The boy was completely speechless now, but he still felt disdain in his heart.
Ying Zijin pulled out three silver needles from her sleeve.
Nora's expression brightened: "You know Traditional Chinese Medicine?"
However, the techniques for handling the needles are all quite different.
Ying Zijing shook her head slightly: "Not really."
She only knows traditional Chinese medicine.
The other students were also surprised; none of them had expected that Ying Zijin also possessed extensive knowledge in medicine.
Nora stared intently at the girl's hands, watching her hold the three silver needles and prick the white mouse one after another.
Ying Zijing deliberately slowed down, her technique was very steady.
Nora was increasingly amazed as she looked at it.
Although she studied Western medicine, both Western and traditional Chinese medicine are forms of medicine and have certain commonalities.
She could tell that Ying Zijing truly understood medicine, and her expertise was definitely not low.
The boy didn't want to watch at all and stood to the side impatiently.
If Dr. Nora hadn't spoken up, he wouldn't have wanted to help these Chinese students with their experiments at all.
Can a few needle pricks really cure this little mouse?
Even Western doctors require surgery.
That's simply a fantasy.
The boy chuckled.
He had completely lost his patience and was about to interrupt when...
"squeak!"
A loud noise startled everyone in the laboratory.
Ying Zijing put down the silver needles and raised her eyes indifferently: "Shall we continue?"
(End of this chapter)
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