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Now reading: Chapter 1951 - 1335: Interview from Surgery Godfather, a Fantasy novel by Ocean And Summer.

Next, Sanbo Hospital and Sanbo Research Institute completely lost their peaceful days.

dia vehicles lined up in a long queue at the gate, internet celebrity hosts holding selfie sticks carried out "academic sanctum pilgrimages" from various angles, and even travel companies launched a "Nobel Research Institute Periphery One-Day Tour" package. Traffic police had to be dispatched to maintain order around Sanbo Hospital.

The more troubleso ones were the serious dia—the science reporters and dical columnists from top dostic and international dia. They ca with sharp questions, unsatisfied with press release-style responses, wanting to dig into the story, controversies, and future behind the award.

Dean Xia’s main job now is to deal with these dia groups, especially the various internet celebrity hosts who continuously flock to Sanbo Hospital, which, of course, has brought explosive revenue to surrounding catering hotels and other services industries.

Yu Shuilian’s bakery, the sweet potato and beef offal stall on the sky bridge, Uncle Er’s Grilled Fish, etc., all beca check-in spots for these internet celebrities. The power of internet celebrities cannot be underestimated; once a trend forms, it’s overwhelming.

Sanbo Hospital, Nandu dical University, and Nandu dical Science Academy ford a unified publicity departnt specifically to cope with the massive dia forces.

"The system regulation theory claims to ’help the body regain balance’, but how do you explain the three recent severe adverse reactions reported in Europe? Does this imply a fatal flaw in the theory?" The reporter from Nature, with eyes sharp as a surgical knife behind his glasses, asked.

"Professor Yang Ping refuses to personally accept the award; is it really due to case necessities, or is he dissatisfied with the Nobel Committee? Or... is he avoiding these questions?"

The questions were increasingly tricky. Although the publicity departnt can respond, every interview left them exhausted. Worse, no matter how cautiously worded they were, the dia could always extract "explosive points" from fragnts, leading to headlines like ’Nobel laureate team admits theory risk’ and ’Yang Ping’s team internally divided on adverse reactions’.

"This won’t do." At the team eting a week later, Yang Ping looked at the dozen distorted reports printed on the table. "We need a professional spokesperson."

"How about hiring a professional PR firm?" soone suggested.

"No." Yang Ping shook his head, "Outsiders don’t understand our research, and it’s easy for them to say the wrong thing. Also, using comrcial PR rhetoric might make people doubt our scientific purity."

The eting room fell into silence. Everyone was pondering who could both understand the essence of the research and skillfully handle the dia while holding firm to necessary boundaries.

"I think..." Zhang Lin suddenly spoke up, nominating himself, "I’m quite suitable."

Swipe—everyone’s eyes focused on him.

"You?"

Tang Shun stared at him and thought for a while; Zhang Lin seed indeed suitable.

"Last month, in the ’dicine Debunking’ live broadcast, you alone took on three ’health masters’, with the audience exceeding five million, delivering one catchphrase after another." Tang Shun rubbed his chin, his eyes bright, "I rember you said at the ti, ’Your theory is excellent, excellent for perfectly avoiding all known biological principles,’ leaving the other party speechless."

Song Zimo also rembered and imdiately added, "And the last ti we received the visiting delegation at the institute, you introduced our mass spectroter, speaking for twenty minutes, everyone applauded thunderously. Later I found out you hadn’t actually turned it on; you were talking entirely about future possible functions."

Zhang Lin chuckled awkwardly.

"You chatted with a reporter in the cafeteria last week," Jiang Jitong joined in recalling, "The other party asked you ’What is the core breakthrough of the system regulation theory?’ You spoke for a full fifteen minutes, from ancient Greek Hippocrates’ humoral theory to modern systems biology. Eventually, the reporter was jotting down notes furiously and turned around and published a particularly insightful article—but when I looked closely, your rhetoric was essentially repeating the abstract from a paper by the professor three years ago, using different phrasings five tis."

Zhang Lin’s face began to flush: "That was... improvisation."

"An improvisation that was full of ostensibly profound yet information-less content," Yang Ping mused, "and that’s precisely what we need right now."

"Zhang Lin." Yang Ping stood up and walked over to him, "I now formally appoint you as the special representative for dia affairs at Sanbo Research Institute, responsible for all external communication. Your task is simple: ensure the dia leave satisfied, but without obtaining any substantive information that could damage the research, mislead the public, or disrupt the team’s work."

"Professor, bluffing is my talent, oh no, dealing with the dia is my talent. Please believe in ; I’ll definitely complete the task." Zhang Lin stood up rapidly.

"I believe in your talent." Yang Ping patted his shoulder, with a rare mischievous smile in his eyes, "Moreover, your golden mont has arrived, be sure to seize the opportunity."

After the eting, Zhang Lin stayed in the eting room. Tang Shun handed him a thick folder: "This is the list of all dia scheduled for interviews within a week. Starting tomorrow, you have eight sessions a day, each lasting an hour. This is the background information, this is the list of possible questions, and here’s the red line of what absolutely cannot be said..."

Zhang Lin looked at the dense schedule, full of confidence: "Don’t worry about it!"

Song Zimo rarely laughed, "Rember, your advantage is not in knowing how much, but in making the other party ’feel’ you know a lot, while giving them no concrete information. It’s an art, and you, Teacher Zhang, are a genius in this area."

Zhang Lin chuckled: "Talent is hard to say, opportunity is for those prepared, and all these years, I’ve been researching those videos of famous press spokespersons, taking careful notes, analyzing their rhetoric, summarizing patterns."

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