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Chapter 428 Showing Off and Running Away (Please Subscribe)
"Dr. Fang, wait a moment."

Just as Fang Ziye was about to step down the first step, Professor Qi Qiaowen's voice came through the microphone. Fang Ziye turned his head slightly, a look of doubt on his face.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Qi Qiaowen swallowed hard: "Dr. Fang, well, the staff made a small mistake and brought the wrong substrate for the incision."

"I was too far away to see clearly until I saw the big screen just now and realized that the substrate they brought was wrong. This is such a huge blunder."

Each type of practice material corresponds to only one level of operational technique and is the culmination of careful summarization by many experts.

Using pork belly as a base material is only suitable for practicing cutting techniques below the "Mastering the Art" level.

Fang Ziye's cutting technique surpasses the advanced level, allowing him to defy the basic operational skills preset by experts. Even with low-level practice materials, he can demonstrate a higher level of proficiency.

Just like now, when Fang Ziye cut open the pork belly, there were indeed only two layers separated.

It's no different from how a regular butcher cuts meat, but the difference is that at the junction of fat and lean meat, the fat and lean meat are completely separated, and it's all done in one smooth, continuous cut.

The cut surfaces of fat and lean meat are not flat planes, but rather uneven curved surfaces!
This kind of incision technique shows that Fang Ziye has reached the pinnacle of surgical skill. However, if others were to try to imitate Fang Ziye's incision technique, the final result would only be "equality among all beings".

What does it mean for all beings to be equal? ​​It means either everyone passes, or no one passes!

There is a blind spot here: there is no precedent in trauma surgery for using the cutting of pork belly to assess the level of surgical skill.

After thinking it through, Qi Qiaowen immediately took the initiative to take responsibility: "This was my mistake as the chief examiner, Dr. Fang, I apologize to you."

When Fang Ziye heard Qi Qiaowen apologize so directly, he stopped and smiled, "Professor Qi, I also find it strange that last year's incision competition used vascular incision as the case."

"Even if there are some minor changes this year, they won't be too big. I thought it was just a creative idea from the organizers to expand the scope of the practice materials in the practice room!"

Fang Ziye walked back onto the stage as he went.

Although this time, it seems someone unkindly tried to intimidate him, it backfired and left the other party embarrassed.

But Fang Ziye didn't dwell on this minor issue.

This is such a formal occasion; to halt the entire competition because of one's own dissatisfaction is clearly disregarding the overall situation.

Qi Qiaowen, such a senior professor, has already apologized. What more do you want? Have the entire Trauma Surgery Society organize an investigation to find out whose mistake this small error was.
Why should Professor Qi Qiaowen be publicly criticized, and why should some "staff member," an "ignorant" master's or doctoral student who was instructed to be brought to the forefront to be embarrassed?

There is no need for that.

Of course, Fang Ziye didn't completely ignore the matter; the strange, ambiguous atmosphere surrounding it was extremely strong.

The ultimate goal of all scientific research is to achieve recognition over many years and be included in textbooks.

Textbooks are just books, of course, but the practice materials in the training room are actually standardized operational training courses at the level of professional textbooks.

Don't think that the practice materials and modes in the practice room are just made up randomly. Every step of the process has been carefully considered and refined. It has been tested by many students and has been certified as beneficial and convenient before it appears in the practice room.

For example, analogous to suturing blood vessels in the uninhabited area of ​​the finger, the rat tail artery suture; or the tofu carving technique in trauma surgery, etc...

Union Hospital is a well-known teaching hospital, and its reputation in Wuhan and throughout the country is much higher than that of Zhongnan Hospital.

As a teaching hospital, it is perfectly normal for Peking Union Medical College Hospital to produce new teaching results through scientific research.

So you, Qi Qiaowen, are also qualified to come up with new teaching methods!
I, Fang Ziye, have the utmost respect for him.

But is this true?

of course not.

Professor Qi Qiaowen twitched his brow for a moment before explaining, "Dr. Fang, isn't this just a misunderstanding?"

"I'm sorry, but in order to ensure the smooth running of the competition, I'll have to take up a little more of your time."

Qi Qiaowen dared not respond directly.

First, this is not a new training program in the training room. Second, whether this technique of cutting pork belly is suitable for training at the "entering the inner sanctum" level of skill is still under investigation. There is currently no one leading the project on this topic.

Of course, Professor Qi Qiaowen also used a strategy of retreating to advance and then turning the tables, using the excuse of apologizing and wasting time to shut you up. You, Fang Ziye, can't be that arrogant, can you?

"Professor Qi, you flatter me. I have plenty of time. It doesn't matter if I make a fool of myself once or ten times. I'm thick-skinned anyway, and I'm also taking advantage of being young."

"Based on the principle that you won't get a chance to be guided if you don't make mistakes, when faced with unexpected changes, I thought I'd take a test first, and then correct any mistakes!"

"I dare not question the arrangements made by the teachers." Fang Ziye once again used a strategy of retreat to advance.

In such academic exchanges, you should never expect others to respect the elderly and care for the young. In fact, if you are not from the same academic lineage as the other party, you should be prepared to be "bombarded".

This is true at all times.

What is scholarship? It is daring to question authority and textbooks, and refuting them with reason and evidence, using various methods to prove them wrong, whether it is to prove them true or false.

In academia, interpersonal relationships are actually the least important thing.

If you're not coming, then don't come at all. If you do come, be prepared to be shameless or humiliated, or even be humiliated by the audience.

You can't just try to show off by doing things that others can't, and then make mistakes that you didn't even notice, and then your peers can't even comment on you, right?

Why should I? Are you some kind of scientific genius? Does the whole world revolve around you?

Therefore, in this setting, whether you are a professor, associate professor, or attending physician, you are all relatively equal.

As long as you have enough reason, even if the speaker is a professor, you, an ordinary master's student, can stab him in the back. If you don't dare to stab him, you can find a loophole and have your teacher or your mentor stab him!

That's how it is at public academic conferences; without debate and arguments, there can be no progress.

Qi Qiaowen was immediately rendered speechless by the rebuttal.

Fang Ziye is at most a junior attending physician. What right does he have to question your arrangements as a professor?
"Dr. Fang, thank you for your hard work." Qi Qiaowen smiled and held up the microphone, then glanced at the entrance of the competition venue—

A middle-aged old fox led a young old fox in.

He was followed by spies, probably someone who had seen Fang Ziye's operating materials being changed and then went to inform him.

Deng Yong and Yuan Weihong walked directly over from the adjacent trauma surgery venue.

But they didn't get close; they just stood to the side, directly opposite Fang Ziye, like two prostitutes at a 'platform'.

Fang Ziye naturally noticed the "big brothers" in his hospital.

Deng Yong, Yuan Weihong, Professor Dong Yaohui who came from Yishi, and Professor Han Yuanxiao also came.

Playing around is one thing, joking around is another, but when it comes to uniting against a common enemy, Han Yuanxiao's stance is unambiguous.

Fang Ziye then said, "Professor Qi, you flatter me. You have worked hard, and I am truly humbled."

Immediately afterwards, Fang Ziye said, "Professor Qi, actually I don't think there was anything wrong with the incision I just performed!"

"It would be quite good to use it as a competition event."

Qi Qiaowen's expression changed instantly upon hearing this.

Fang Ziye, that bastard!
Upon seeing the arrival of the people from Zhongnan Hospital, they immediately turned the tables!
This is a competition, not a joke.

According to the competition rules, the participants should 'imitate' how the pre-competition rehearsal is conducted, not how the competition venue is arranged and the pre-competition rehearsal is conducted, and then the participants should 'imitate' how it is conducted!
After Fang Ziye finished speaking, Zhang Zixi from the participating team immediately understood and said, "Examiner, I agree with Dr. Fang's suggestion. According to the competition rules, our next incision skill assessment will be the layered incision of pork belly!"

Upon hearing this, Qi Qiaowen stood up, glanced at Dong Dongsheng beside him, and then at Zhong Wenyuan from Tongji Hospital.

This terrible idea originated from these two associate professors, but now only he is stepping forward to clean up the mess: "This?"

"If the competition is conducted in the manner of Dr. Fang's operation, it will be slightly different from the assessment items that our organizers have set up."

"We didn't prepare that many raw materials!"

Upon hearing this, Yuan Weihong from the audience began to jeer: "Professor Qi, it's not some expensive or rare training material, it's just pork belly. You can just call the hotel and have them deliver it, they can definitely arrange it."

"This pork belly isn't marbled beef or beef, so the supply in Han City is currently unlimited."

It's obvious they want to solidify the fact that they've made a mistake and then compound it.

WTF?

You think you can just make Fang Ziye redo it? Do you think the people at Zhongnan Hospital are so easy to bully?

You made Fang Ziye use pork belly as practice material for his cutting technique, so you have to keep it up. How many points the other candidates get is your scoring team's business.

Even if everyone gets 100 points or everyone gets 0 points, it has nothing to do with us.

Trying to be clever in such a formal setting without paying a price? Are you kidding me?
Fang Ziye is young and inexperienced. I don't know if your original intention was to embarrass him. Don't forget that Fang Ziye has a teacher, right?
You all thought you could save Fang Ziye from this 'awkward' situation, then take the initiative to criticize the staff, giving Fang Ziye another chance to rehearse and let him know what the master of the horse is really like.

I didn't expect my son to be so capable. Even if you give him unsuitable practice materials, he can operate them in a way that you can't understand, right?

Upon hearing this, Professor An Luming from the Provincial People's Hospital also walked in from outside.

The Provincial People's Hospital and Tongji Hospital are the organizers, and Union Hospital is the co-organizer.

There was a slight mishap at the competition venue, so naturally, one of the organizers, a senior professional, had to come and take a look.

Professor An Luming had barely arrived when someone whispered something in his ear.

An Luming looked at the pork belly in front of Fang Ziye's workbench. The fat and lean meat were clearly separated, as if it had been torn off by hand!
His Adam's apple bobbed up and down, but he didn't take the microphone offered to him. He simply nodded to Professor Qi Qiaowen.

Qi Qiaowen had no choice but to bite the bullet and say, "Let's give Dr. Fang a round of applause for her wonderful performance."

"Such a cutting technique is simply unbelievable. Now, all participants, please get ready. Our second round, first round of the competition will begin immediately according to the order drawn."

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye silently walked off the stage from the side.

As Fang Ziye passed by Pang Shu and Long Yuan, both of them secretly gave him a thumbs up. Clearly, with Fang Ziye's bold move today, someone was going to be in trouble after this competition.

The person who comes up with the bad idea will, even if they don't get a beating when they get back, they'll definitely get a barrage of insults and abuse.

The results of today's incision competition will certainly be subject to much disagreement in the end.

But this isn't Fang Ziye's fault.

It wasn't that Fang Ziye actively requested the "super high" level of incision; he was simply arranged to perform it.

However, Fang Ziye's 'cutting technique' is already at the national level. How can others imitate a national level cutting technique?
How can you simulate such basic skills? Why are 'national champion' level skills still so sought after and respected?

"Hello, Teacher Pang. Hello, Teacher Long." Fang Ziye greeted the two.

“Your brother Xuan will beat you up after the competition. If you make him unable to score with his split-cut technique, your chances of winning the grand prize this year are probably slim again.” Long Yuan tugged at Fang Ziye’s sleeve.

Wu Xuanqi was unwilling to give up after not winning the grand prize, so he participated again this year, aiming for the grand prize.

However, if one project fails to differentiate itself, then one must be more cautious.

"Teacher Long, this can't be my fault, right? I was also awkward for several seconds after I went on stage, and no one explained to me what was going on." Fang Ziye looked completely innocent.

Pang Shu, who was standing next to Fang Ziye, reached out and shook hands with him, and said in a low voice, "Actually, it was lucky for all the participants to win the championship last year. Otherwise, if you had competed with them this year, they would have been beaten to a pulp by you."

"This is not a battle on the same level."

Long Yuan approached Pang Shu and explained, "Even professors would likely perish if they were to clash with Zi Ye in terms of basic skills. Zi Ye currently only lacks proficiency in mature techniques."

"Unbeatable in fundamentals!"

"Professor Duan personally selected him." Long Yuan gave Fang Ziye a thumbs up.

Upon hearing this, Pang Shu touched his protruding forehead: "If that's the case, why didn't you say so sooner?"

Long Yuan's left temple was streaked with white hair: "What's the use of saying anything? I'm not that much of a manager."

"Dr. Fang, you've worked hard." Long Yuan greeted Fang Ziye very kindly, his face full of warmth.

Fang Ziye nodded upon hearing this, then shook hands with Pang Shulong and Yuan before leaving.

After leaving the competition venue, Deng Yong greeted him with a big smile, his mouth wide open: "Ziye, nothing else happened just now, right?"

"I no longer have a master," Fang Ziye replied truthfully, then took out his phone to check the time.

“Master, I’m going back now. When I came here, a destructive force came. I promised Senior Brother Wang that I would go back as soon as possible.”

Upon hearing this, Deng Yong's expression turned serious. He looked Fang Ziye up and down.

“Okay! We can’t let the clinical work be delayed.” Deng Yong said and immediately moved aside.

Wang Yuanqi was also Deng Yong's student, and he and Fang Ziye were fellow students. Deng Yong couldn't afford to show any favoritism in their current relationship.

Fang Ziye walked forward, greeting Professor Yuan Weihong and Professor Han Yuanxiao as he went, then quickly lowered his head to get off the escalator and started hailing a taxi.

If Professor Qi Qiaowen hadn't called Fang Ziye back to the stage, Fang Ziye would have been able to leave by car by now.

Seeing that it was expected to take six minutes, Fang Ziye did not cancel.

The current competition venue is on the fourth floor, and it will probably take one or two minutes to get to the entrance.

After Fang Ziye left.

Han Yuanxiao glanced somewhat awkwardly in Deng Yong's direction, and after noticing Deng Yong's slightly thoughtful expression, explained, "Professor Deng, Ziye is capable of doing more work." "Putting Ziye aside, Wang Yuanqi's aptitude isn't bad either. He'll definitely be able to get into the top three in this kind of young physician competition in the future!"

Not all new employees are Fang Ziye; students with clinical qualifications like Wang Yuanqi should also be given due attention.

Deng Yong's face darkened further. He finally clenched his right fist and touched Han Yuanxiao's right upper arm: "Director Han, I do not recommend that you interfere in the relationship between Liye and Wang Yuanqi."

“If necessary, I will have Wang Yuanqi work in another unit.”

After saying this, Deng Yong moved away.

In the trauma surgery sub-venue, during the second session of the afternoon meeting, Professor Deng Yong was the conference chair, so he had to go.

Han Yuanxiao watched Deng Yong's figure disappear into the crowd, looked around, and then left with his students.

The competition continues at the venue...

The format of the competition was exactly the same as last year in Enshi.

However, when the first round of the competition ended and all the participants' results were displayed to the public, the entire competition venue instantly fell silent.

If they are not mistaken, two of the surgeons who performed in the first round of incision surgery this year were both top ten last year.

Zhang Wenshang from the Provincial People's Hospital and Dr. Guo Haichao from Tongji Hospital performed incisions that looked no different from those performed by others.

It was as if Fang Ziye's cutting technique had truly created a chasm.

With a single stroke, all beings are equal.

This is no longer a "masterful" level of incision; it's a level of incision that ordinary people can't imitate.

This seems to have caused a real blunder in the competition schedule.

After Zhang Wenshang of the Provincial People's Hospital stepped down, he re-examined the results of his actions and could only vent his anger by punching his right palm with his left fist. There was no other way to vent his anger.

"Participants in the second round, please enter; participants in the third round, please proceed to the waiting area..." Professor Qi Qiaowen remained calm and composed.

……

A murmur began to ripple through the audience.

Xiong Jinhuan tilted her head and rubbed her cheek: "Brother Pei, Brother Ye is seriously awesome?!"

Li Yuanpei raised his eyebrows: "This matter has nothing to do with Brother Ye. Senior Brother Yan explained before going on stage that if Brother Ye's operation is not up to par this time, he will be in a difficult situation."

"Everyone will get a perfect score then, so it won't be the organizers laughing at us anymore, you know?"

Xiong Jinhuan was certainly aware of this. She was also present when Yan Zhiming was making his analysis: "So, once the stone is lifted up, it's impossible to be unharmed. It will either hurt yourself or hurt someone else."

"Could this be Professor Qi and the others testing Brother Ye?"

"Brother Huan, which round are you in?"

"Me? Round six." Xiong Jinhuan took out her draw number.

Now in their second year of doctoral studies, they are naturally the main force in the competition, focusing on participation.

……

When Fang Ziye arrived at the emergency room entrance, he found a screenshot of the rating Xiong Jinhuan had sent him.

"Zhang Wenshang 62 points, Guo Haichao 61 points, Luo Huan 60 points, Jin Guodong 60 points..."

Fang Ziye had met Zhang Wenshang and Guo Haichao last year, and even had a small gathering with them. They were both outstanding figures among the younger generation. Guo Haichao, in particular, was a PhD holder who made it into the top ten.

Zhang Wenshang is an outstanding senior doctor, and in terms of true ability, he is comparable to Attending Physician Nie Xuehua. However, Nie Xuehua is over 35 years old and cannot participate this year, while Zhang Zixi from Zhongnan Hospital is only 34 years old and can participate in two more competitions.

As for Luo Huan and Jin Guodong, upon seeing the identities sent by Xiong Jinhuan, they were identified as two young doctors from a prefecture-level city hospital, ordinary master's degree holders who had found employment after graduation.

"Brother Huan, if you have the chance, please apologize to Brother Zixi for me!"

“In this round, he won’t be able to pull ahead of the others in points.” Fang Ziye immediately understood what Xiong Jinhuan meant and then replied.

If this trend continues, Zhang Zixi will also be affected.

"Brother Zixi is right next to me, all smiles."

“He said it felt pretty good. Even if he didn’t get the grand prize, he could still get the first prize, which was enough,” Xiong Jinhuan replied.

Fang Ziye felt relieved: "Then I'll go into the operating room first..."

"Go ahead, Brother Ye, you go ahead and get busy. You've worked hard."

"I just wanted to share the results from the competition with you, Brother Ye. Haha." Xiong Jinhuan was quite happy at the moment.

After all, with such a result, he could have won at least one more round of the competition before being eliminated.

Those who need to use their basic cutting skills to differentiate themselves from others are probably cursing Professor Qi Qiaowen and others to death in their hearts!

A seemingly ordinary step completely undermined the advantages of someone else's project; how could that not provoke resentment?

……

When the competition reached the seventh round, Xiong Jinhuan finally had time to go to the restroom.

Right now, in the restrooms near the trauma surgery sub-venue, someone is puffing away and complaining: "Is Fang Ziye from Zhongnan Hospital some kind of lunatic? He crossed the river himself and then blew up the bridge!"

"What's the point of this kind of operation and competition? The score I got is no different from that of an ordinary master's student."

"What the hell?"

The other person, who seemed to know something, explained in a low voice, "It can't be his fault, can it?"

“The rehearsal was not arranged by Dr. Fang.”

"The organizers had everything arranged in advance, and it was impossible for them to communicate with Fang Ziye beforehand about what the project was to avoid leaking the questions."

"If you try to open the door with a mismatched key and insist on getting in, either the key is broken or the lock is faulty."

"What do you mean? You mean even if Fang Ziye doesn't handle it well, this project is still set in stone?"

"Will everyone pass with high scores then?"

Another person stubbed out their cigarette: "That's a possibility, though. This is a rehearsal before the competition, not child's play. How can a simple explanation like 'staff made a mistake' convince anyone?"

"We can only make the best of a bad situation."

"However, I don't know whether such speculation is true or false, or what the organizers' intentions are in making this arrangement."

"..."

Xiong Jinhuan walked past, her mind completely absorbed in gossip, yet she remained calm and composed. She deliberately shook her bird for two extra minutes, waiting until the two had finished gossiping before leaving.

However, when Xiong Jinhuan came out of the restroom, his brows furrowed.

Putting everything else aside, the last sentence of their analysis just now is something we can't help but pay attention to.

"Could their target be Fang Ziye himself, without any other motive?"

Upon hearing this, Xiong Jinhuan's heart tightened.

Xiong Jinhuan himself could see just how much of an advantage Fang Ziye had over others after he joined Zhongnan University.

Even if Fang Ziye didn't side with Han Yuanxiao, Xiong Jinhuan felt that she had so many things to do during her doctoral studies.

Basic research is done independently, but clinical involvement is very high.

After Li Yuanpei took the lead, he invited Xiong Jinhuan to participate in part of the clinical research project. He believes that soon they will be able to produce an article with an impact factor of six or seven.

A paper with an impact factor of 6 or 7 is not something anyone can write, and it is very beneficial for demonstrating research ability.

If I can publish a few more articles in the future, even if I can't stay at Central South University, I can still go to the Provincial People's Hospital to "show off my skills in front of others".

It's even possible to go to institutions like Tongji University and Peking Union Medical College and deliver a devastating blow from the sky!

What if Fang Ziye was lured away by someone?
That.

After understanding, Xiong Jinhuan didn't even wait to see her final score. She went directly to the Trauma Surgery sub-venue, found her teacher Han Yuanxiao, and told him what she had just heard.

Han Yuanxiao frowned upon hearing this.

"Jinhuan, it's perfectly normal for someone to contact Ziye. Today's misunderstanding is probably not a sign of that."

"Is this kind of thankless and arduous task comparable to poaching talent?"

"Wait a minute? What did you just hear someone say?" Han Yuanxiao tilted his head.

Xiong Jinhuan asked, "Could it be that their target is Fang Ziye, without any other motive?"

After hearing this, Han Yuanxiao fell silent.

Poaching talent is a perfectly legitimate method. Not only can you, Han Yuanxiao, not criticize others, but even Director Wang of Zhongnan Hospital can only watch helplessly. What you should be thinking about is why you can't retain your own talent, not why others are poaching them.

If we analyze this line carefully, what reasons do Tongji University and Peking Union Medical College Hospital have to poach Fang Ziye?
Could it be that our superiors at Zhongnan Hospital failed to notice in time, leaving Fang Ziye in the "eye of the storm" with no one to help him? And that's why Fang Ziye was so disappointed?
This speculation is unfounded.

Fang Ziye and Deng Yong's relationship wasn't particularly deep, but as long as Yuan Weihong didn't leave, Fang Ziye had no reason to leave.

However, if Yuan Weihong is poached, the chances of Fang Ziye leaving Zhongnan Hospital are over 65%!
Han Yuanxiao had absolutely no confidence in whether Yuan Weihong could be poached.

Although Professor Deng Yong had shown great kindness to Yuan Weihong, this kindness was contingent on Yuan Weihong thoroughly eliminating the other doctoral candidates in the department before graduating with his doctorate.

This is more about being attracted to someone's talent than developing genuine feelings for them.

Han Yuanxiao had carefully analyzed the relationship between Fang Ziye and Yuan Weihong, which had gone beyond the ordinary relationship between a teacher and a student, and even beyond the typical master-disciple relationship.

Otherwise, Fang Ziye certainly wouldn't have been able to write such a moving acknowledgments during his master's thesis defense.

Han Yuanxiao was a little flustered.

Now, I am indeed the ward director, and I do have personnel authority.

But if Fang Ziye really gets poached, Professor Li Guohua will probably get out of there and get himself arrested, and Professor Xiong Zhizhang will also step in and take his position as director!
Despite the seemingly calm surface, Professor Xiong Zhizhang remains firmly seated at the equipment supply station in the training room, never interfering in departmental affairs.

But when something really happens, even if he's just a talented PhD, they can get rid of Deng Yong. What is Han Yuanxiao compared to that?
If Han Yuanxiao analyzes his own life and desires after retirement, he probably hopes that his workplace can develop more vigorously, rather than becoming a talent pipeline.

As Han Yuanxiao thought of this, he noticed that Yuan Weihong was walking into the branch venue chatting and laughing with Long Yuan from Tongji Hospital. During this time, Long Yuan kept explaining something to Yuan Weihong.

At this moment, Deng Yong was on the conference stage, acting as the host, reading out the resumes and positions of other speakers, and introducing their 'impressive' identities.

They were completely unaware that their subordinates were being alienated.

When Han Yuanxiao finished his analysis, he put on a mask and pretended to walk towards Long Yuan and Yuan Weihong. He stood inconspicuously in the crowd, close but not too close, to 'eavesdrop'!
"Brother Wei, what's there to say? As long as you're willing to come, I'd even give you Professor Zhong's position, let alone my one."

"Besides, your current contract is about to expire."

"This is just normal personnel turnover," Long Yuan said casually.

"Professor Duan is a very kind person and easy to get along with."

"Besides, Brother Wei, at this point, you still haven't gone to the countryside. I don't even know what your hospital's arrangements are!"

Yuan Weihong laughed and said, "I'm a seasoned veteran now. How can a seasoned veteran be as popular as a pretty boy?"

"Brother Wei, to put it bluntly, someone like me, a complete idiot, is almost a doctoral supervisor, while you haven't even been promoted to associate professor. Honestly, I really feel sorry for you!"

"Just say what you mean."

“If I were you, I would definitely feel resentful,” Long Yuan said.

"Secondly, this is the first time that Ziye, as a young talent from Zhongnan Hospital, has appeared at the competition venue for a pre-competition rehearsal. Such an important matter was not inquired about beforehand by anyone."

"Brother Wei, if I hadn't informed you beforehand, would anyone else have bothered with this?"

No!

“We, the organizers and co-organizers, haven’t received a single call or message! Is it because Fang Ziye is unworthy? Or do they think everyone in this world is inherently kind?” Long Yuan’s words were calm and unwavering.

"This is Hubei Province. Professor Duan and Professor Deng are close friends. But what about later?"

"What if they're outside the province? As a teacher, shouldn't you keep a closer eye on them? Why didn't you take care of them the first time?"

Yuan Weihong remained expressionless and speechless, clearly having been alienated.

Meanwhile, Han Yuanxiao's heart was already filled with shock and turmoil.

Fang Ziye left after showing off in a very generous manner, but left behind a lot of things!
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(End of this chapter)