The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress novel Chapter 710

Chapter 710: Miss Bai 281 is that composing genius_3

Jiang Fulai pinched a strawberry, took a bite, and the sweet taste spread. He said in an unhurried tone, “Right.”

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Monday, morning.

Xiaoqi took Lance on a tour of the official Xuan Kang website, and by the afternoon, a flurry of news had flooded all the major browsers.

“Oh my god! Acupuncture can actually cure myopia… this is actually true…”

“I watched it three times and still can’t believe it…”

“Completely defies your imagination”

Without Lance even knowing, he appeared in shock reports on the headlines of major browsers. Since the medical conference had just ended, Lance’s popularity from the conference naturally went without saying.

Once the netizens did a bit of science popularization, with Lance leading the way, the effect of celebrity endorsement was beyond question.

At this point, quite a few netizens from Xiangcheng who had already cured their myopia came forward to corroborate the story, making Xiangcheng Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic catch fire again.

In the follow-up, the first group of people who went to try acupuncture at Xuan Kang’s various branches was not in short supply; there were even quite a few Internet celebrities who took this opportunity to carve out a brand-new route for themselves in new media—

“Day n of checking in for Xuan Hu myopia acupuncture”

They documented the entire check-in process.

And they recorded the process of continuous eyesight improvement, sparking a trend of checking in at Jiangjing for “Traditional Chinese Medicine acupuncture,” no less popular than the previous “Xiangcheng trend.”

The name of “Hen Zhiwei,” the resident doctor at Jiangjing’s main store, became a hot topic within a short two days.

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Thursday.

Plasma Laboratory.

In the past few days, Bai Lian had been discussing with Ning Xiao the possibility of plasma seawater purification. Jiang Fulai asked her to take it seriously, so she temporarily stopped the research at Ma Institute.

She suggested two possibilities to Ning Xiao.

But they needed experimental verification, and Ning Xiao looked towards the inside of the laboratory.

“You cannot enter Laboratories 2 and 3,” Hen Shuyan said with a frown seeing Bai Lian and Ning Xiao standing outside the second door of the lab, “Bai Lian, Ning Xiao, have you finished calculating the data? Don’t run around.”

“Senior Hen,” Tang Ming came over with a smile, inserting himself in the middle, “The data are here!”

Bai Lian didn’t speak, only walked back with her phone, pondering about taking Ning Xiao to Ma Institute’s laboratory over the weekend.

Since the National Day, she had almost been going to Ma Institute’s laboratory every weekend, using various precision instruments. She hardly ever forgot what she saw and could operate more instruments than Hen Shuyan.

Therefore, there was no need to get familiar with the instruments in the external laboratory, and the task of data that was assigned during the group meetings was quickly calculated by her. Most of the massive data assigned to Tang Ming and Xu Zhiyue was organized by her.

She returned outside and continued looking at her printed-out paper.

Her phone lit up with a message from Gao Shu.

Gao Shu wanted to discuss the copyright fee with her.

Gao Shu: [Qin Si has already recorded it, the song will be kept secret until its release, and a snippet will be posted on the official site.]

[Also, who did the arrangement and the lyrics? The old dean is very surprised, he would like to meet you guys too.]

Bai Lian put the paper aside, leaned back, and her slender fingertips tapped on the phone screen, typing out a line of text.

Bai Lian: [No need, it’s a free gift]

On the other side of the phone.

Gao Shu looked at the message from Bai Lian on her phone, feeling somewhat helpless.

Secretary Xue came in with a stack of documents and saw Gao Shu sitting on the sofa, “Boss?”

Gao Shu put down her phone and sighed, “I originally wanted to help her and her friend to gain some popularity. Such a good song, I didn’t expect she’d say it’s a free gift.”

“I’ve already found some marketing accounts,” Secretary Xue pondered, “This song won’t be buried, don’t worry.”

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