All of Ou Shaowen's good mood instantly dissipated at this moment. He frowned and clenched his hands unconsciously. "Has your heart started to feel uncomfortable again recently? When are you going to have the surgery? I am always available to cooperate."
Here it comes again, the silly kid starts again.
"I'm not feeling unwell. I just can't go to such occasions." Ou Renjin answered him casually. "As for the surgery, it will be arranged within three to five years."
"Okay." Ou Shaowen felt relieved. Yes, he could still stay outside for another five years. Ou Renjin was afraid that he would be in pain, so he wanted to delay the operation a little longer. Thinking of this, although there was still a little vague worry in his heart, the main tone of his taste buds was sweet.
"I've seen your candid shots, they're very handsome!" Ou Renjin praised him. He seemed to have learned without any instruction what kind of look is the most attractive when looking at the camera, "The kind of handsomeness that makes people want to hold your sweaty face and kiss you."
Ou Shaowen pursed his lips, and felt that there was a little man in his mind who was about to jump for joy, but his tone was still calm, "That's because I was looking at you at the time. You said you would watch the show. I looked for you under the stage and couldn't find you, so I just looked at the camera."
Ou Renjin paused, "… the emotions you wanted to express, all the audience felt them with me."
After all, his eyes were praised by the audience as "the look that makes you want to go to bed with him if you can't hold it for ten seconds", and now he casually says that he is looking at him. Is this a roundabout way of seducing him
"By the way, your fans sent a lot of gifts to the company, saying they were for you."
"Gift?"
"Yes. Gifts, flowers, letters. Although the company has issued a statement saying that they will not accept gifts over 200 yuan, there are still a lot of them, filling up half of the storage room. When you come back, you can sit in it and slowly open them. There are enough for you to open for days and nights."
"Really? Are you sure they are all for me? Why would they give me gifts? They don't even know me?" Ou Shaowen was happy and confused. He couldn't quite understand the feelings of the so-called fans towards their idols, and couldn't quite understand this kind of love that came without any reason and without asking for anything in return.
"Because you are likable enough. You don't know them, but they already know you."
…
In this dark corner of the stairs, Ou Shaowen chatted quietly with Ou Renjin for almost half an hour before hanging up the phone.
His empty heart was easily filled with just a few words. Even when he secretly put his phone under his pillow and fell asleep, he still felt extremely satisfied.
With the halo of a natural idol who has just learned to dance for three months, sufficient camera time from the program team, and the special identity of Ou Renjin's boyfriend, Ou Shaowen won first place with an almost overwhelming number of votes in the first ranking.
Everything goes smoothly and as it should be.
After recording the show for such a long time with tense nerves, the production team gave them time to relax before the second stage performance. They generously booked an entire hot pot restaurant for them to eat, drink and have fun. After placing a small camera on each table, the directors also went to the second floor to eat. Only then did everyone completely relax and the noise became louder.
Song Yijiu ranked nineteenth this time. If he hadn't been in many scenes with Ou Shaowen and attracted a small number of CP fans, he might not have been in this position. For him, this was a very satisfactory ranking. He was good-tempered and cooked food for everyone. He quietly threw half of the plate of beef into Ou Shaowen's bowl.
This kind of crowded, noisy occasion where everyone is talking in a hurry is what Ou Shaowen is least good at. He lowered his head and concentrated on eating. When he occasionally raised his head, his eyes wandered among countless heads and could only fall on the most conspicuous TV screen in the hall.
At this moment, the daily evening news broadcast was playing on TV, but it was treated as boring background music by more than sixty hot-blooded teenagers and no one paid any attention to it.
After quickly finishing the ingredients on the table and waiting for the dishes to be served, Ou Shaowen stared at the screen seriously for a while. Then, his eyes slowly widened, his brows furrowed tighter and tighter, and his whole face revealed an expression of panic that he could not understand or accept.
"What's wrong?" His expression was a little strange. Song Yijiu turned his head in panic and followed his gaze, but did not find any horrible scene. The dignified and elegant female host on TV was reporting the failed experiments in the field of medicine in my country with a heavy face. It was not a very special news.
"At present, researchers have not yet determined the reason why the artificial heart suddenly stopped beating. The patient's family is still in a stable mood and expressed their willingness to donate the patient's body for follow-up research. This is the third artificial heart transplant operation attempted in our country, and it successfully extended the maintenance time of the artificial heart from 23 days to one year and five months. Perhaps, figuring out the reason why the artificial heart suddenly short-circuited and stopped beating is the key for great medical researchers to extend the maintenance time of the artificial heart from one year and five months to three years, five years, or even longer."
"Hey, you're taking this too seriously." Zhang Houyue raised her eyebrows at his indescribable expression. "Medicine is becoming more and more advanced. Maybe one day, all of a person's organs can be artificially made. If any broken organ is replaced, everyone can live a long life. How wonderful."
Ou Shaowen was still in a daze, as if he had lost his soul.
After dinner, everyone got on the bus and prepared to go back to the dormitory. Song Yijiu saw that he seemed to be immersed in his own world, and frowned with some concern, "What are you thinking about? You have been absent-minded since just now."
His thoughts seemed to have finally been pulled back from the chaos. He turned his neck stiffly and spoke in a hoarse voice with a hint of uncertainty, "We... Is this only the third time we've performed an artificial heart transplant?"
Song Yijiu laughed in silence, "You were stunned for such a long time just thinking about this. I was so scared, I thought something happened to you! If the news said so, then it must be true."
"But I clearly remember that artificial heart technology has been mature for a long time." Although due to material limitations, even the artificial heart made of the most advanced biomaterials can only maintain its function for three to five years at most, the secondary transplantation and replacement technology has also been mature. Those wealthy people who really cannot find a successful match usually use this method to extend their lives by six to ten years.
For heart patients, two transplants are their limit. Therefore, from the information he learned from the fragmentary conversations with laboratory researchers, how to break through the limitations of materials and make them last longer has always been the research direction of related topics around the world.
As for the laboratory, on the one hand, they are also conducting research on this, but on the other hand, they extremely do not want any breakthroughs in related research from the outside world. After all, for them who own the "organ culture dish", a heart simulator that can last for two or three months is enough for Ou Shaowen to grow a new heart, and then sell it again to the wealthy who are still flocking to the "organ trade" hidden in the dark because the artificial heart cannot be maintained for long.
This, this alone, he could not be wrong.
He helped the laboratory to experiment countless times with the "artificial hearts" bought from the outside world, of various styles and materials. He could be sure that, at least... at least, in this technology, it was absolutely impossible to be so pale as to have only conducted three experiments.
From the beginning to now, he had many times felt strange and incomprehensible, when everyone he met seemed to prefer old-fashioned mobile phones, when the equipment he saw in the laboratory had never been seen in the outside world, when some drug names he was once very familiar with were rarely heard of, he would have vague thoughts flashing in his mind. However, he felt that there were too many unfamiliar things, and the world he had seen was so small that he naturally developed an inexplicable awe of everything in the outside world.
Because it's outside, it's different! The colorful world is definitely different from the pale laboratory.
Researchers always boasted that some of the technologies in the laboratory were several years ahead of the outside world. But he had no idea how big the technological gap of several years was, so he had never seriously considered it until -
He saw the news. It was the area he was most familiar with and the thing he was most sure of, but his cognition was shattered.
Song Yijiu shrugged. "I don't understand such a high-level topic, but I guess you may have seen fake news. There are a lot of exaggerated fake news on the Internet now. The news broadcast is more credible."
Ou Shaowen shook his head with a strange expression.
After getting off the car, Song Yijiu chatted with the person next to him, and when he turned around, Ou Shaowen was nowhere to be seen.
"Why is he acting so strange today?" He tilted his head, made a "tsk" sound, and was ready to go over and grab the man to ask him some questions.
Ou Shaowen hid in the bathroom, holding the mobile phone that Ou Renjin had someone secretly give him and had never returned, and searched for news about artificial hearts over and over again using various keywords. The more he read, the greater the difference between his own understanding and the news.
He felt as if he had just finished a sweaty run, his heart beat very fast, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. He took a deep breath, suddenly turned the back of the phone upwards, and pressed it against his knees.
But why? Why does this world have facts that are completely different from his cognition
Was his memory faulty, or was he in a strange, completely different world
Ou Renjin once again ended a meeting full of disagreements and so long that it made people's mouths dry. After returning to the office and drinking half a cup of tea, he suddenly realized that Ou Shaowen hadn't called him for a long time.
The recording of the second stage evaluation just ended two days ago. Although there is still a long time before this episode is officially broadcast, the audience who enjoyed the performance on site have already posted repos all over the place. According to them, Ou Shaowen's positioning evaluation was about dance, and it seems that he did not get the highest number of likes from the dance group on site, and was won first by an out-of-date idol with many years of singing and dancing experience.
Before their performance, he thought that he might have practiced too hard, and after their performance, he thought that he might need time to calm down after his first failure. But two days had passed, and there was still no call.
He clicked on the fans' cut of Ou Shaowen's latest show to rewatch it. It seemed that his teammates had gotten closer to him in just a few days. They were all excitedly preparing to play a prank on him and wanted to see Ou Shaowen get scared and panic.
When he passed the dark corridor, the lights suddenly went out, and a group of people jumped out screaming. When the lights came on again, he trembled violently, but did not make a sound or retreat, just stood there and stared at everyone in a daze.
Everyone burst into laughter, which was enough to satisfy them. Ou Shaowen just stood there, and slowly revealed a faint smile.
As fresh as the dewdrops in a spring morning.
Ou Renjin was silent for a while, shook his head, and said "tsk". Teenagers in their twenties are the most likely to form friendships. Okay, it seems that next time he won't have to go through all the trouble to find the staff and ask Ou Shaowen if he has been excluded.
He chuckled and closed his computer.
"Go to the airport." After getting in the car, Ou Renjin said something to the driver and closed his eyes silently.
The author has something to say: Well... well, regarding the topic of adding more chapters, haha, let’s not talk about it, haha, haha...
In the past half month, apart from slacking off, I have sorted out the outline. Now that the daily sweet stories are over, I will start to follow the plot.
Also, wow, it costs 100 moonstones to modify a chapter now. I have to spend money to modify it for the third time. It's frustrating. If there are some minor bugs in the future, I may not be able to catch them. Please understand.