Passed

  When the audience below reacted and applauded again, there was no one on the rostrum.

  It has to be said that Wang Zhengyu's speed of slipping away is indeed quite fast, and the angle at which he covered his face was also well chosen. Countless cameras only captured his side and back profiles, and throughout the live broadcast, except for a glimpse of Wang Zhengyu wearing an eye mask, not a single frontal photo of him was taken.

  His excuse for slipping out of the meeting may seem absurd, but it's also quite reasonable. After all, he had been sitting on the podium for about two hours, who wouldn't have an urgent need? So at this time, no one in the entire venue thought that Wang Zhengyu was actually using urination as an excuse to slip away. The host Xie Yunsong, who had reacted quickly, had already walked onto the stage and began to salvage the situation with his quick wit.

  And those photographers who found that they had not been able to take a frontal shot of Wang Zhengyu were secretly preparing themselves, waiting for the moment when Wang Zhengyu would reappear at the scene, and determined to be the first to capture a frontal image of this young genius in traditional Chinese medicine.

  Unfortunately, Wang Zhengyu, who had just made a big show, didn't have the slightest awareness that he was the main protagonist today. After quickly slipping out of the meeting room, he quickly disappeared into the corridor outside the conference room, taking a shortcut from the sixth floor to the emergency department of the hospital, and avoiding reporters by leaving the hospital through the emergency exit, rushing towards the hotel.

  Wang Zhengyu is anxious.

  His mobile phone was lost yesterday and given to Huo Guangbo for research, and it didn't bring anything back.

  According to the news from Tiān Shū, he received more than 30 unaccepted calls! Among them, there were three landlines from his own home. He knew with his butt that it must be his parents who had also watched today's show and called to confirm.

  Although he was very careful not to be recognized, for those who were extremely familiar with him, simply covering his eyes was obviously not enough. At this time, his little brain was frantically thinking about how to reasonably explain this to his family members. He could tell Huo Guangbo and his classmates that he was born into a traditional Chinese medicine family, but it would be impossible to fool his parents in the same way.

  "I'm saying heavenly book, can I tell my parents about your existence?" Wang Zhengyu asked in his mind on the way to the hotel.

  "It's best not to expose my existence to anyone! Because the frequency of my communication has been forcibly tuned to the same frequency as your brain wave at the moment you awakened me, so I have no way to directly help you prove my existence! More importantly, according to my analysis, if I exist and am exposed, it will absolutely bring no benefits to you!" Tian Shu suggested cautiously.

  "Hmm, that makes sense!" Wang Zhengyu furrowed his brow, then immediately relaxed it again. "What's the big deal? It's just nonsense anyway, and it's not like it's anything bad!"

  Hurriedly rushing back to the hotel, opening the door, and Ho Guangbo's voice came in, "Who is it?"

  "Nonsense, who else but me? Why aren't you asleep yet? Conveniently, where did I put my phone, I need to use it." Wang Zhengyu loudly retorted.

  "How dare you ask me why I didn't sleep? Starting from 9 o'clock, the two phones kept ringing non-stop, especially your call, it rang so much that I couldn't even answer it without going through voiceprint verification. How am I supposed to sleep with this? By the way, how did you suddenly come back?" Huo Guangbo shouted irritably.

  "The competition is over, I'm back! Give me my phone!" Wang Zhengyu said as he walked into Huo Guangbo's bedroom.

  "Is that all? What time is it now? Oh, right, you were on TV today too! Damn, early in the morning those school kids were like they had lost their minds, lining up to call me and ask if the Chinese medicine doctor with his face covered was you. It's driving me crazy! You said you finally got on TV last time, why did you cover your face?!" As soon as Wang Zhengyu walked into the bedroom, Huo Guangbo jumped out of bed.

  "What did you tell them?" Wang Zhengyu picked up his phone and asked casually.

  "You're so clever, Brother! As soon as I heard you were on the show, I didn't know what kind of tricks you had up your sleeve? Of course, I told them that I was still accompanying you in the hospital room, and it's not bad that you didn't get hit stupid, let alone go on TV to show off!" Ho Guangbo said with a pat on his chest.

  "Is that right? I think you're just jealous of me showing off and did it on purpose!" Wang Zhengyu was very satisfied with Huo Guangbo's answer, but still couldn't help but retort back at him.

  "Actually, I don't mind you showing off a bit, after all, you're not as handsome as me. The main reason is that I'm afraid you'll get too full of yourself because of this one TV appearance and be flattered by those unprincipled fools, which will delay our important business! Let me tell you, starting this company is the top priority in our lives, don't forget what's truly important just because you showed your face on that Chinese medicine competition!" Huo Guangbo muttered to Wang Zhengyu.

  "Alright, if you don't want to sleep anymore, hurry up and get out of bed. I'll make a quick call home first!" Wang Zhengyu said, then lazily ignored Huo Guangbo and returned to his own room.

  As soon as he walked into the room, Wang Zhengyu hadn't had time to call home yet, but his mobile phone reacted first. Wang Zhengyu took a look and found that it was Zhang Dasong who called him.

  "Hello!"

  Zhang Yu picked up the phone and Zhang Datong's anxious voice came from the other end.

  "Little brother, where did you run off to?"

  "I'll head back to the hotel first! Is there anything else? Old Zhang?" Wang Zhengyu replied naturally.

  "What? Returned to the hotel?" Zhang Dasong on the other end of the phone was stunned, and cried out in laughter: "I'm telling you, little brother, what's going on with you? The venue is still waiting for you to receive the silk flag and prize money!"

  It turned out that after Wang Zhengyu ran away, the arena match was not over yet.

  According to the previously planned steps, if the Chinese medicine team wins in the end, the prize money and banner will be awarded by Chen Dong, the deputy minister of the National Health Department, a special guest at this arena competition.

  They didn't expect Wang Zhengyu to use the excuse of going to the bathroom to slip away, and directly let all the guests off the hook. This directly led to when the host Xie Yunsong announced that this segment was about to begin, no one showed up no matter how long they waited. As a result, the organizing committee's people hastily found Wang Zhengyu's recommender Zhang Dasong.

  "Huh? Ah, I've already returned to the hotel, forget about the banner, as for the prize money, why don't you help me collect it and give it to me when we get back to the hotel!" Wang Zhengyu said without showing any signs of embarrassment.

  He naturally didn't fear Zhang Dasong taking his prize money, after all the prize money for this arena match was originally pooled together by these old Chinese medicine practitioners.

  "This is not suitable, or else, little brother you'd better hurry over! So many people on the scene are waiting for you!" Zhang Dasong said helplessly.

  Wang Zhengyu finally managed to slip out, and naturally he wouldn't go through this muddy water again. Moreover, when going on stage to receive the award, he couldn't possibly continue wearing an eye mask. As for interviews with reporters, Wang Zhengyu avoided them as much as possible - how could he possibly jump into the net himself?

  So he immediately refused, saying: "Old Zhang, I have something urgent to attend to here, can't get away, so you help me receive it on my behalf! That's all for now, we'll talk when you get back. By the way, Old Zhang, Chen Jian still owes me 200,000 yuan, be sure to help me collect it too!"

  "This...to be honest with you, there are still many reporters who want to interview you!" Zhang Dasong said gloomily.

  "The problem is, to be honest with you, my grandfather can't stand it when our family members appear in the media. If those people hadn't gone too far this time, my grandfather wouldn't have let me come on this trip at all. And if I really went and accepted those reporters' interviews, my grandfather would definitely ground me afterwards! Besides, as you know, I'm just a half-baked doctor, I only know how to take pulses, but when it comes to treating illnesses and pharmacology, I'm completely clueless. If I became famous on TV and patients came to find me for treatment, wouldn't that ruin our family's reputation? My grandfather would kill me!" Wang Zhengyu said with a grin.

  Zhang Dasheng actually accepted Wang Zhengyu's nonsense. In Zhang Dasheng's opinion, a traditional Chinese medicine family like the Wangs having such high medical skills yet claiming not to show off might have something to do with Old Man Wang not liking to be in the spotlight. And Wang Zhengyu saying he only knew how to take pulses but not treat illnesses also made some sense. After all, Wang Zhengyu was too young, and even if he had shown his genius side, in Zhang Dasheng's mind as an old Chinese doctor, he would still think that this young man should have his own weaknesses, otherwise it would be too freakish.

  "Alright, I'll go communicate with the organizing committee on this side, but you also be careful not to let those reporters catch your trail, or you won't be able to get rid of them! Those people are now very excited, all like madmen looking for you!" After finishing speaking, Zhang Dasong hung up the phone by himself.

  After deceiving the old Chinese doctor, Wang Zhengyu let out a sigh of relief. Now he had a headache about how to get past his parents.

  After some consideration, Wang Zhengyu still decided to tell his parents the truth in the absence of Tian Shu. After all, they were the people closest to him in this world and had to adapt to some changes in him.

  The phone was answered as soon as it rang.

  "Hello, is that Xiaoyu?"

  "It's me, mom! How have you and dad been lately?"

  "Never mind that for now! I'm asking you, Xiao Yu, are you currently in Beijing? Was the young man who just appeared on the Chinese-Western medicine arena earlier really you?"

  "Haha, yeah, mom! I just got off stage and rushed back to the hotel to call you guys!"

  Just as Wang Zhengyu finished speaking, he heard his mother shouting from the other end of the phone.

  "What's up, old man? I told you that kid was our family's Xiao Yu, didn't I? Now Xiao Yu has personally admitted it, what else do you have to say? Who would mistake their own child as a mother?"

  Then came his father's voice over the phone.

  "Xiao Yu? When did you learn traditional Chinese medicine?"

  "Hey, Dad, isn't this the history department? I started learning and became interested in ancient texts. Coincidentally, the first classic book I came into contact with was a medical text, so I practiced according to what it said, every day taking my classmates' pulses and comparing them to the situations described in the book. You won't believe it, but after messing around for a while, I actually learned how to take pulses!" Wang Zhengyu boasted.

  "Is that so? Haha, indeed I'm still wise! Back then letting you choose liberal arts was the right choice! Hmm, not bad, kiddo! Keep up the good work! With this skill, in the future opening a small clinic can make a living! Not bad, not bad! Anything else? If nothing else, hang up first, your mom is still waiting to inform her sisters about this good news!"