"Hey, Ah Yuan, I don’t like what you said! What do you an ’wherever he goes, trouble follows’? Trouble is already there in the first place, and without Brother Zhang, it would have been worse!"
Wang Liwei originally thought the other person was going to say sothing else.
He didn’t expect it to be so of those unfounded online rumors about Brother Zhang, and he certainly couldn’t agree with them!
"Exactly! Xiaoyuan, these problems already existed and have nothing to do with Teacher Zhang. For example, Xiaowang, right? An old hand, yet having prostatitis after two or three tis a week isn’t because of Teacher Zhang. Clearly, it’s due to his own long-term habits and behaviors."
Won might get carried away by emotions, but as soon as they analyze logically, they quickly figure out the cause and effect.
These issues are not related to Teacher Zhang at all.
We should even thank Teacher Zhang.
If it weren’t for his tily discovery, Zhou Nian’s infected family might have progressed from early stage to middle or even late stage before realizing it.
And Boss Zhao as well.
The person might not have made it.
Today’s Uncle Six also stopped bleeding thanks to him and that He Tongxue.
Otherwise, he wouldn’t have made it to the ambulance.
"Uh... Teacher Chen, this..."
Wang Liwei felt inexplicably singled out.
Just give examples, right?
You could use the pregnant Li Ping, syphilitic Zhou Nian, the brain-hemorrhaged Boss Zhao, or today’s Uncle Six who was distracted by his wife falling from a tree and got his thigh cut by a chainsaw, instead of pointing at yourself.
"Liwei, Teacher Chen, don’t get so worked up, I’m just saying what so netizens comnted online. And I didn’t just say this randomly; I’m thinking, in case the restaurant has another situation tonight, can we create a persona for Teacher Zhang?"
Xiaoyuan mainly wanted to convey this idea.
After all, now strears and celebrities as public figures need a persona.
Once a persona is established, it can go viral in a short ti.
"I feel this mysterious persona is better left untouched. It’s easy to backfire. We should analyze practically from these three days of streaming. Teacher Zhang’s biggest highlight should be a veterinarian treating humans, so a veterinarian treating people should be his suitable persona."
Chen Qian, worthy of studying journalism.
She had a knack for driving operations behind the scenes.
Quickly analyzing a sustainable persona and distinguishing it from other similar contestants.
"Makes sense..."
Xiaoyuan nodded.
"So, Teacher Chen, is our task tonight to persuade Brother Zhang to incorporate the elent of treating people during his live broadcast?"
Wang Liwei’s eyes lit up!
"No, no, no, I used to think like that, but now I feel it’s too low-level and obvious."
Chen Qian shook her head.
"Oh? So, Teacher Chen, what should we do?"
Wang Liwei and Xiaoyuan were imdiately filled with curiosity.
"Actually, we can totally post to our WeChat Monts, local Douyin, and the like during Teacher Zhang’s streaming. Those nearby needing a consultation will naturally co over. This way, live diagnoses won’t feel abrupt and add interest, enhancing Teacher Zhang’s popularity and helping him stand out in the National Veterinarian Daily Competition. We can also complete the task given by the station."
Chen Qian shared her idea.
As long as Teacher Zhang doesn’t prescribe dication or charge fees, and instead recomnds going to a hospital for further examination after consultations, it won’t involve illegal dical practice.
This afternoon, she even consulted the station’s legal advisor specifically.
"Damn! Teacher Chen, this is brilliant!"
Wang Liwei’s eyes sparkled!
"So... Teacher Chen, were those dical students today your idea??"
Xiaoyuan suddenly thought of sothing.
Isn’t this the sa sche as today’s dical students showing up?
"Everyone’s here, what are you chatting about~"
At this mont, a girl dressed in a white lace short sleeve with small strawberries, tying short hair, wearing a pink hairpin, and large black fra glasses, looking like a high schooler with a bear backpack, pushed the door open and smiled, asking.
"Wanqing, you’re here. We were just talking about whether the students today were invited by Teacher Chen. Look at you all vibrant tonight, soone unaware might think you’re a high school student. So envious!!"
Big Pancake Sister Xiaoyuan said as she moved a chair for Song Wanqing.
The envy on her face was genuine.
Though 21 years old, Wanqing is 20, there’s only a three or four months difference between them.
Yet standing together, it seems like a six or seven-year difference.
She looks like a 25-26-year-old auntie while Wanqing looks like an 18-year-old high schooler.
It’s just unfair.
"Xiaoyuan, stop praising , if you continue, I’ll start floating~"
Song Wanqing suddenly felt nervous when she heard the chat about today’s dical students, but after knowing Teacher Chen’s plan, she realized it was the sa idea.
Her uneasy heart finally settled.
Six o’clock.
Zhang Lingchuan arrived on ti.
As soon as he arrived, the secretive chats naturally halted.
It was ti to eat.
And this al, unlike Xiaoyuan’s worry, went off without a hitch, and they enjoyed it until eight.
"Anyway, thanks to Brother Zhang! Without him, I probably wouldn’t have cleared things up with Xiaoyuan, and definitely wouldn’t have kicked those bad habits! In the future, if you need anything, find anyti! Wang Liwei! Ah Wei!!"
Outside the "Try Again" door.
A thoroughly tipsy Wang Liwei sat on the back seat of a small electric scooter, patting his chest.
"Oh my, he’s drunk. Let take you ho; you’re so naggy! Teacher Zhang, Teacher Chen, Wanqing, we’re heading off first!"
With no alcohol in her system, Xiaoyuan started the scooter, looking quite disdainful.
"Bye-bye, drive safely~"
All three watched the little black electric scooter leave, waving and smiling.
"And Teacher Chen, drive safely even while pregnant."
Chen Qian also ca by electric scooter.
After all, scooters are convenient in the small county.
"By the way, Wanqing, you once told you have social anxiety, fear of interacting with people, dislike of activities, just wanting to peacefully do an internship over the sumr. Isn’t this inconsistent?"
Chen Qian asked in a different tone.
Though she remained shy at the dinner table.
But soone with social anxiety, who fears interacting with people, would let Teacher Zhang, whom she only t three days ago, drive her back?
Sothing’s off!
"Teacher Chen... truthfully, Wanqing is quite socially anxious."
Social anxiety, fear of interacting with people, dislike of activities, wanting a quiet internship over sumr – how did she say all these things?
This is clearly a social anxiety terrorist!!
Just absurd!!
"Teacher Chen, after all, Zhang and I are alumni, so we can chat a bit. Besides, with you being pregnant, I wouldn’t want to trouble you by taking you back."
Song Wanqing smiled, her clear eyes eting Chen Qian’s gaze.
"Sharp-tongued yet claims not to be talkative. Alright, fine, I’m off. You’re all adults, no need to restrain yourselves. Best if next year you have a baby, defending your thesis with a newborn, making others jealous while giving a scare to those professors wanting to block your graduation—three birds with one stone!"
With a pretend-angry glance, the mother of two, Chen Qian, glanced at Song Wanqing, then waved, smiling, as she left on her beige Yadea scooter.
As for if it’ll happen tonight or not.
If next year’s thesis defense will have three benefits.
She believes the young folks can handle it themselves.
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