The child grew up.
Feelings were something that had to be experienced eventually.
Therefore, Fang Qiu's mother had never taken the initiative to ask Fang Qiu about love.
However.
Now it seemed that if Fang Qiu was really in love with this Jiang Miaoyu, it seemed to be quite good.
On TV.
"Croton is the most violent, but it is not compatible with altair."
"Don't see lilac with tulip, teeth can't be combined with Beijing triangular."
"Sichuan black grass is not compatible with rhinoceros, ginseng is most afraid of Wulingzhi."
"Guan Guishan can adjust the air conditioning, if it meets stone, it will bully."
"Generally speaking, cultivation depends on compatibility, cannon fire is hot, there is no dependence."
Jiang Miaoyu did not pause.
With the same rhythm as Fang Qiu, she recited the whole song unhurriedly.
After reciting.
She stepped back to the queue.
At this time.
Standing beside Fang Qiu, Roger, the second seat, stood up.
"Spleen Warming Decoction in Song of Prescriptions."
Just like before.
After reading the questions, Roger immediately began to recite, also maintaining the same rhythm as Fang Qiu.
"Spleen warming aconite and dried ginger, licorice, ginseng and rhubarb;"
"Cold and heat together, tonifying and purging, warming and clearing cold accumulation, and stimulating spleen yang."
After reciting two sentences.
Roger opened the title again.
"Boat Car Pill in Song of Prescriptions."
Read another question and then continued to recite.
"Boat car, altair and rhubarb, with lilac and champagne fragrant;"
"Green skin and orange skin powder, strong force to purge water and reduce swelling."
Two questions.
A total of four sentences, recited.
Then Roger stepped back to the queue.
At the beginning.
Everyone was surprised that there were two questions for Luo Jie. When he finished reciting, they realized that he had picked up a big bargain. There were only four sentences in two questions, which was only half of Fang Qiu's.
Then, the third, the fourth …
The contestants stood up one by one to recite according to the host's requirements.
Soon.
All ten people recited, and no one made a mistake.
At the scene. Everyone was surprised.
But the Internet exploded.
Of course, it was not because no one made mistakes. After all, they were the top ten in the country. It was reasonable to recite. If they couldn't, they would be criticized.
The reason why the netizens were in an uproar.
It was all because the rhythm of these ten people's recitation was too good.
One after another, like the ripples in the water, there was not the slightest bit of jerkiness. Instead, it formed a surprising effect similar to poetry recitation.
The rhythm of the poem, together with the knowledge of Chinese medicine and traditional Chinese medicine.
Sounds good.
There was an indescribable sense of beauty in it.
On the one hand, everyone was impressed by the ten people's mastery of knowledge. On the other hand, the effect of the ten people's smooth recitation also made everyone more interested in real doctors.
All along.
Everyone thought that traditional Chinese medicine was old-fashioned and serious. No one thought that traditional Chinese medicine could be played like this.
Furthermore.
After the ten people finished reciting.
In the online live broadcast room, there were already some poems that followed the trend.
Different poems were paired together, and different lyrics were paired together. Some were thought-provoking, while others were hilarious.
At the venue.
Director Li Huawen did not expect that the effect of this small test would be so good.
In his heart, he secretly thanked Fang Qiu.
The others didn't know.
As the director, how could he not see it?
The most important thing in making a show was the rhythm!
The quality of a show was not determined by the image alone. The purpose of editing was to edit the rhythm, so that the originally unattractive parts, after being edited, could become the key points that could attract the public.
No doubt. The key point of these ten people's recitation was Fang Qiu!
Because Fang Qiu was the first to stand up and recite.
Generally speaking, reciting an ancient text or ancient poem was very normal and ordinary pronunciation, just like facing the teacher's random inspection in school.
How could anyone be like Fang Qiu, turning recitation into recitation?
But Fang Qiu did it.
The most important thing was.
Fang Qiu was the first.
As the first person to recite, Fang Qiu imperceptibly raised the competition of the ten contestants in recitation to a new level.
Fang Qiu's good recitation naturally aroused the others' competitiveness.
With the help of Jiang Miaoyu.
That led to.
Everyone tried their best to follow Fang Qiu's rhythm, reciting with the best voice and the best intonation, so as to create such a good effect.
"Fang Qiu, Fang Qiu, you are really my lucky star!"
Director Li Huawen was secretly happy.
He had already thought of it.
This recitation of the ten people was bound to become a hot spot among netizens. After the show, it would become a classic that countless people would go to watch again and again on the Internet.
On the stage.
"Congratulations."
After all ten people had recited, the host immediately opened his mouth and said happily, "All ten contestants have passed!"
As soon as the voice fell.
There was a burst of warm applause in the audience.
"Next, the ten contestants, please take your seats."
The host motioned for the ten people to sit on the side of the stage and ten chairs that had already been prepared.
After the ten people sat down.
The host returned to the host stage.
"Next, it's a tense moment!"
Glancing at all the audience, the host opened his mouth and said, "We are about to announce the final results of the ten contestants!"
As soon as the words came out.
There was an expectant cheer in the audience.
On the Internet, everyone stopped sending bullet screens and held their breath, waiting for the announcement of the final result!
"First."
The host opened his mouth and said, "Let's first reveal the tenth!"
The atmosphere suddenly became tense.
Whether it was the audience or the ten contestants, everyone's eyes were fixed on the host.
But at this time.
The host suddenly smiled, stretched out his hand and pointed, saying, "Please look at the big screen!"
Everyone quickly turned their heads.
They found out.
On the big screen, ten golden cards had appeared out of nowhere.
The ten cards were arranged in a row.
From left to right, they were written 1, 2, 3 … all the way to 10!
At this moment.
Everyone's eyes were focused on the tenth golden card.
"Please announce it!"
With the host's order.
The tenth card was rotating rapidly and enlarged. When it occupied the entire big screen, it slowly flipped open.
Reflected in their eyes.
It was a photo.
At the bottom of this photo, written in calligraphy with flying dragons and dancing phoenixes, were three large words: Yang Chenxiang!
Seeing this name.
In the contestants' seats, the other nine people breathed a big sigh of relief at the same time.
It was not them.
It meant that they still had a chance!
Different from the others.
Yang Chenxiang, who was sitting in the eighth seat, suddenly stiffened when she saw that she was ranked tenth. Then she smiled slightly, without the slightest dissatisfaction on her face.
This time, whether it was going on the stage, drawing lots or seating, it was determined according to the ranking of the last competition.
That was to say.
When the top ten were decided, Yang Chenxiang ranked eighth among the top ten.
The reason why she suddenly stiffened might be that she couldn't accept that her ranking had dropped.
Yang Chenxiang stood up.
At this time.
Fang Qiu also stood up and took the initiative to walk over. He hugged Yang Chenxiang and patted her on the back. The others also got up and hugged her.
"Okay, please come to the stage."
The host shouted.
Yang Chenxiang walked to the center of the stage.
The host also came over, took Yang Chenxiang to the side of the stage, and said, "Next, I would like to invite you to watch a short film with me. Please look at the big screen."
Everyone turned their eyes.
At this time.
On the big screen, a short film began to play.
This was a short film exclusive to Yang Chenxiang.
At the beginning of the short film, it was a clip of Yang Chenxiang's performance in the eleven episodes of the Young Chinese Medicine Doctor and the situation during the three days of seeing patients.
Then.
What appeared in the short film were the photos of the patients that Yang Chenxiang had seen.
The photos were located on the left side of the big screen, and there was a line of black pictures on the right side.
While everyone was watching the photos.
On the black pictures, the patient's physical condition before the consultation, the physical condition after the consultation, and the final treatment effect would be shown.
From these words, after Yang Chenxiang's diagnosis and treatment, all the symptoms of the patients had been significantly alleviated.
The first photo, zoomed out.
The second photo appeared.
Then it zoomed out. The third photo appeared again.
In this way, one by one, more and more photos appeared.
After a while.
All the photos completely covered the whole big screen.
Then.
The last photo flew out from the corner of the big screen.
Zoom in!
In this photo, it was a young man who was smiling.
On this photo, it could be clearly seen that there was a line of handwritten words: "Thank you, Dr. Yang Chenxiang."
It paused for three seconds.
This photo zoomed out. The next photo was zoomed in. It was a middle-aged man who was also smiling.
"Dr. Yang, it's so nice to meet you. Thank you for treating me. Thank you."
"Yang Chenxiang, you are a good doctor. You are the best doctor I have ever met."
"I wish Dr. Yang Chenxiang better and better. Xiaoliu, the patient who has been cured by you."
"Uncle Yang, your medical skills are amazing. I like you!"
One photo after another.
There were adults and children.
In every photo, there was a smile and a word of thanks.
There were more and more photos, and the flipping became faster and faster.
Finally.
On the big screen, with countless patients' smiles as the background, six big words appeared in the middle: "Thank you, Yang Chenxiang!"
…
On the stage.
Standing next to the host, Yang Chenxiang smiled embarrassedly. But if you looked carefully, you could clearly see that his eyes were red and there seemed to be tears falling from his eyes.
Not knowing whether he was nervous or something, he kept swallowing something secretly.
More and more tears fell, and the smile at the corner of his mouth was getting wider and wider.
Next to him.
The host also smiled and patted Yang Chenxiang's shoulder with slightly red eyes.
The audience at the scene and in front of the TV were also deeply moved. Many people were moved to tears.
At this time.
They really saw the power of Chinese Medicine.
There was no need to think about it. There was no doubt at all. They could all see and hear that these were all heartfelt gratitude!
Finally.
The big screen froze.
“353！”
A number lit up, which meant that Yang Chenxiang had seen a total of 353 patients in three days.
Cure rate: 81.1%
Improvement rate: 100%
The final data was announced.
Seeing this data, everyone was suddenly shocked!
"The improvement rate is 100%?"
"Wow, this result is too awesome. The cure rate is so high?"
"No way, this is only the tenth place!"
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