The most enlightened doctor

Chapter 122: Lip-synching and real-singing (please subscribe for more updates)

At nearly 7:30 in the evening, Yu Zhiming was called out of the bedroom to have dinner and noticed that there were several more dishes on the table.

Gu Qingning said with a showy face: "I made this fruit salad, vegetable salad, and this seaweed and egg drop soup."

Yu Zhiming cut lightly and said with disgust: "It's the most unskilled dish, but I still have the nerve to say it."

"Look at the fruits you cut. The big ones are big and the small ones are small. At first glance, they are cut randomly and you have no basic knife skills."

Gu Qingning was so angry that she wanted to punch Yu Zhiming to death, but now she was dependent on someone else, so she had to endure it.

She turned her anger into appetite and started eating.

Yu Xiangwan changed the subject and said: "Lao Wu, I heard that there was a major earthquake in your hospital and a major adjustment in the leadership?"

Yu Zhiming hummed slightly and said, "Three hospital leaders have been changed, and division-level cadres have been adjusted by half."

"I'm not familiar with those people, and they have no influence on me."

He said with some gloating: "I am still happy to see Vice President Yuan Qi leave..."

At this moment, Gu Qingning suddenly coughed violently and sprayed Yu Zhiming's face.

He didn't bother to wipe his face, and immediately stood up and came behind Gu Qingning, patting her on the back a few times.

Yu Zhiming met the worried look of the fourth sister and said, "She just choked for a moment, nothing happened!"

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 all the food on the table had been affected by her spray.

"I, I, I didn't mean it."

Gu Qingning explained nonchalantly, and then said sheepishly: "Let's go out to eat, I'll treat you!"

"Or, can I order a table of takeout?"

"Fourth sister, let's 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 at the dining table alone, still eating heavily.

"You don't mind it?"

Gu Qingning looked up at Yu Zhiming and said with a sad face: "How can I dislike my own spit?"

Yu Zhiming couldn't help but smile and said: "That's true, how can you dislike yourself!"

"Well, this table of food is enough for you to last for a day or two. Eat more to gain weight."

Gaining weight a little reminded Gu Qingning of what the bastard said about her figure that night.

This time, she didn't get angry.

"Yu Zhiming, am I really too thin?"

Yu Zhiming commented seriously: "The fatness or thinness of the figure is a matter of opinion, and everyone likes it."

"From a scientific medical point of view, a slightly fat body shape is the best."

“If you are thin or fat, you are lacking something.”

Gu Qingning hummed: "Someone said last time that being fatter feels better to the touch, and now he's using it as a scientific banner."

Yu Zhiming defended without the slightest embarrassment: "I am a doctor, and of course my personal preferences follow scientific principles."

Gu Qingning gave Yu Zhiming a pair of big white eyes...

After dinner, Yu Xiangwan went to the kitchen to clean up.

At Gu Qingning's request, Yu Zhiming reluctantly played a famous erhu song "Er Quan Ying Yue" for her.

At the end of the performance, Gu Qingning applauded twice and said, "It's pretty good. Although I can't hear the desolate and tragic sound, at least it was played smoothly."

"Hey, eldest sister said that when I asked you to learn to play the erhu, was it because I wanted you to play it at weddings and funerals?"

Yu Zhiming hummed and said, "My dad is the prime minister of the village, and he has a lot of power."

"Let me tell you, the band that plays red and white is quite profitable. After a red and white event, each person can get several hundred points."

"This is considered a good income in rural areas."

"Later, when my eyes healed and I was admitted to college, my dad completely gave up and stopped urging me to practice erhu."

Gu Qingning let out an ooh and chuckled: "Zhiming, don't let go of your erhu. Just practice it for half an hour every day."

"I'm applying to my eldest sister to be your practice supervisor."

Yu Zhiming glanced at this guy and threatened: "Gu Qingning, don't look for trouble, or I'll kick you out and let you live on the streets."

Gu Qingning made a light cut and changed the topic.

"Sister Xiang Wan said that you saw a doctor and checked the body of celebrity Jiang Xiyan."

Gu Qingning asked enthusiastically: "I have watched Jiang Xiyan's TV series and her photos."

"Her figure, tsk tsk, as a woman, I can't help but want to touch her when I see it."

"Zhi Ming, you have personally examined her body. Do you have any inside information that you can reveal?"

"Everyone on the Internet says that her figure is the result of plastic surgery."

Yu Zhiming looked at Gu Qing Ning, who was burning with the Bagua fire, and rolled his eyelids.

"I'm the doctor and she's the patient."

"If I leak some of her information and cause a bad impact, I will be held accountable."

"Do you want me to go to court?"

Gu Qingning curled her lips and chirped again: "I sang with sister Xiang Wan the night before yesterday."

"Sister Xiang Wan said that when singers sing, you can tell who is lip-synching and who is singing for real. Is it true?"

Yu Zhiming did not deny it, nodded and said: "Sound recognition is my super strength."

"No matter how hard you lip-sync, the sound and lip-sync cannot match 100%. I can tell it just by looking at it."

"I can tell you for sure that there are only a few stars who can actually sing in major evening shows, including the Spring Festival Gala."

Gu Qingning said oh, took out her phone and called up a video.

"Zhi Ming, this is a concert I watched some time ago. This is a short live video."

"Look, is she singing for real or lip-syncing?"

Yu Zhiming took the phone and discovered to his surprise that the singer on the stage was actually the popular first-line singer Rao Yi.

Yu Zhiming also listened to several representative songs of this singer on a loop when he was relaxing.

He watched the video and listened carefully for a while, then said, "When she sang this song, she didn't really sing it!"

"Are you sure?" Gu Qingning's eyes doubled in size.

Yu Zhiming nodded and said, "Look at her singing and dancing. No matter how steady her breath control is, there will always be some subtle changes in her vocalizations when she is beating."

"Also, when she beats, the microphone fixed to her mouth will shake slightly, causing slight fluctuations in the sound."

"But I didn't hear any of these small changes."

"It's definitely lip syncing."

Gu Qingning chuckled and said, "Zhiming, let me tell you something. Her concert was organized by a cultural company of 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 also sued my friend's company for illegally accepting advertising."

"They say they want to claim a lot of money."

"However, the performance contract they signed stipulates that lip-syncing is not allowed, hum..."

Yu Zhiming quickly reminded: "Gu Qingning, I will not come forward to testify about this kind of thing."

"Moreover, 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 is confirmed that Rao Yi really lip-syncs, my friend will have full confidence to negotiate with them."

"The other party has a guilty conscience and will definitely compromise in the end."

Gu Qingning reached out and patted Yu Zhiming's shoulder, saying in a rewarding tone, "After this matter is settled, I will benefit you."

Yu Zhiming made a light sound and stood up.

"I asked why I suddenly wanted to hear me play the erhu. Here is the purpose of writing it. Let me verify whether the lip-syncing is real."

"Gu Qingning, your mind is too full of twists and turns, isn't it? Tie the knot carefully and give you a cerebral 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, but got up and went to the kitchen.

"Sister Xiang Wan, I seem to have made Zhiming angry..."

Yu Xiangwan stopped washing the pot and listened to this guy's eloquent story.

Yu Xiangwan chuckled and said, "This is a small matter, Lao Wu won't be really angry."

"No, Qing Ning, if anything happens in the future, it's better to just tell me directly."

"Lao Wu doesn't like to be cunning and go around in circles..."

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