I, the princess of the dynasty, have hundreds of millions of talents, so what?

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Critical Care Operating Room of Beicheng Hospital.

Su Hemian, dressed in a green coat, is performing a middle cerebral artery-temporal artery bypass surgery on a patient.

Neurosurgery is recognized by the medical community as an extremely difficult operation.

The operation performed by Su Hemian was extremely complicated. It required flipping the patient's skull to retain the temporal muscle, and then using a section of blood vessel from the great saphenous vein to connect the middle cerebral artery and the temporal artery.

If you are not careful, the patient may never get off the operating table.

In the observation room, doctors from the neurosurgery, cardiac surgery, and thoracic surgery departments who were temporarily unable to perform surgeries, and even some internal medicine doctors who advocated minimally invasive surgery, all came to study and learn.

The operation has been going on for more than six hours and the most critical moment has long passed. As long as there are no problems with the subsequent suturing, it can basically be declared a success.

Looking at Su Hemian's precise and perfect operation, everyone couldn't help but whisper about it.

"Hey, he is indeed a surgical genius who graduated with a doctorate at the age of 22 and obtained dual medical qualifications from China and the United States! There are less than five people in China who can perform this operation, right?"

"Who says it's not true? The surgical plan was so ingenious, and his on-the-spot response was almost impeccable. But why did he suddenly return to China and come to our hospital?"

"Well, what's wrong with our hospital? After all, it's one of the top three hospitals in City A, right? And it seems that he hasn't decided to come yet, right?"

……

Ding!

The operating light goes out.

The family members immediately stood up and looked at Su Hemian walking out of the operating room, but they did not dare to ask any more questions.

It was not until he saw Su Hemian nodded that he breathed a sigh of relief.

……

After explaining some precautions to the patient's attending physician, Su Hemian changed out of his surgical gown and left Beicheng Hospital.

When they walked to a large shopping mall not far away, Su Hemian suddenly stopped when he saw the sky screen outside the building broadcasting "The Top Stream" live.

The girl with a red ribbon wrapped around her wrist was the one I met in Huai'an County before.

A pair of clean and clear eyes, sparkling like a mountain spring, cold and deep, with a bit of charm, yet elusive.

As the music started, she danced with her long sleeves.

Her posture is as graceful as rolling clouds, and her movements are as light as the blooming and falling of flowers. She is like an orchid blooming in a deep valley, or a phoenix in the sky, as light as a startled swan and as graceful as a swimming dragon.

Suddenly, the music became faster and faster, and dozens of meters of snow-white silk ribbons fluttered out from the wide sleeves. All of a sudden, ripples seemed to appear on the stage.

The girl tapped her toes and flew into the air onto the silk ribbon, her silk dress fluttering in the wind.

When the music stopped, Su Hemian couldn't even tell whether he was in the human world or the fairyland.

"Um, are you also a fan of my Jiang Jiang? Oh my god, Jiang Jiang actually has a male fan!"

Perhaps because she saw Su Hemian staring at the sky screen for a long time, a girl with a bun on her hair came forward excitedly and asked.

"A fan of looks?" Su Hemian raised his eyebrows slightly, trying his best to understand this word which was somewhat unfamiliar to him.

"Hey, don't be shy! Here, this is our Jiang Jiang's support banner. I printed it overnight. Here it is for you! Don't forget to vote!"

As she said that, the girl stuffed the banner into Su Hemian's arms and went to look for other passers-by to help vote.

*

At the same time, netizens in the live broadcast room were excited.

Jane: Ahhhhh, kneel down for Jiang Zhiyu's wife! What kind of dance is this? I have never seen it before! It is so beautiful! She must have choreographed it herself!

Pretty Girl Warrior: So beautiful, so beautiful! A fairy on earth! Who dares to say that our Jiang Jiang is a vase now?

Circle Sui Sui: Oh my god? Is that a wire? But didn’t the production team promise that they would not provide any choreography or props for the first stage? Could it be that she also knows Qinggong?

Don't drink white porridge: I'm dying of laughter. It must be that the program group is unfair! Do you really think that Qinggong exists in this world? Newton's coffin lid is almost unable to hold it down, okay?

……

At the first stage, other contestants and judges were still in shock and speechless for a long time.

Jiao Yichi raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at the registration form in front of him again. Didn’t the information show that Jiang Zhiyu had no dancing skills at all?

Could it be that he hid it too deeply during the audition?

"Hey, Jiang Zhiyu, right? Did you choreograph this dance yourself?" After receiving the director's prompt, Ming He coughed lightly and said with a smile, "Come on, come closer so that the audience can see if you have any wires on you. Otherwise, they will overturn the live broadcast room."

Wia?

What is it?

Although Jiang Zhiyu didn't quite understand the meaning of the word for the time being, he still took two steps forward as Minghe said.

Wang Zhilin, who was operating the main console, was also very cooperative and immediately cut to a close-up shot of Jiang Zhiyu.

Now, netizens could see clearly that there were really no messy tools tied to Jiang Zhiyu's body.

Xiu Gou, who sleeps late: Humph, can some people shut up? I, Jiang Jiang, am not Newton's business!

Clouded Leopard: Yesterday you called someone a vase, but today you’re calling your ginger? Maybe the props are hidden in the clothes? Anyway, I don’t believe it!

Yuan: Haha, there are so many nitpickers! They are just jealous of Jiang Jiang because she is beautiful and dances beautifully! Bai Ling is not very high, if the speed is fast, it can still be done in theory, okay?

……

"Have you learned, uh, Qinggong or something?" Lin Xiao paused, as if he didn't know how to express it. "The ending action at the end, I had a similar one when I held a concert before, but it required the help of wirework. How did you do it?"

"When I was a child, I liked watching Peking Opera, so I learned some Kung Fu. Add to that some misplaced designs, and it looks like it's flying in the air." Jiang Zhiyu's lips curled slightly, revealing a perfect smile.

This was an excuse she had thought of a long time ago, and it came in handy at the moment.

"So that's how it is. Classical dance is truly of great artistic value, and you've also incorporated the culture of Peking Opera into it, with all the rhythm and a completely mature stage! Just for this reason, I'll give you an SSR!" Lin Xiao was a little excited and gave his score directly.

"Hey, Teacher Lin, we haven't watched the vocal part yet?" Although Wu Cheng'an was also a little surprised, he was a vocal instructor after all, so he started to cue the process diligently.

"Oh, brother! I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I was reckless!" Lin Xiao then realized his mistake and apologized repeatedly.

"Then, Jiang Zhiyu, are you ready to sing?" Jiao Yichi was as gentle as ever, looking at Jiang Zhiyu with a smile.

"Can we sing a cappella?" Jiang Zhiyu asked gently, stroking the red ribbon on his wrist.

A cappella?

As soon as these words were spoken, there was an uproar among the contestants.

This is the first stage for evaluation!

She actually dared to sing a cappella!

"Of course." Jiao Yichi nodded slightly, his peach blossom eyes adorned with a little smile, "Please start your performance."

Jiang Zhiyu was not in a hurry. She slowly untied the ribbon on her wrist and tied up her long black hair that was originally scattered behind her head.