Rebirth: A big star falls in love with me

When Zhang Yu was adjusting his tie in front of the makeup mirror, #Top-tier suits# had already become the fifth most searched topic.

The makeup artist was using concealer to cover the dark circles under his eyes, while his executive agent, Lao Lu, was muttering beside him: "There are thirty media outlets at the brand show today. Remember not to mention the topic of traditional Chinese medicine."

At the end of the red carpet, Zhang Yu was stopped by the host: "Fans are curious about how you take care of your skin?"

He smiled and pointed to his cheek: "We Chinese medicine practitioners pay attention to the time before midnight..." Lao Lu suddenly interrupted the camera: "Teacher Zhang is using the collagen mask newly launched by the brand!"

In the backstage lounge, Zhang Yu was flipping through the collector's edition medical book given by the brand, and found a shareholding agreement of Genting Medical sandwiched between the editorial pages.

When he used the golden needle of a bookmark to pick open the binding, the bill for Guo Yu's rehabilitation treatment fell out from between the pages. The monthly care fee for a vegetative patient was as high as seven figures, and the hospital in question was a private institution under Genting.

"Teacher Zhang, can we take a photo together?" New rising star Lin Wanwan came closer, holding up the hem of her skirt. The Suzhou embroidery patterns on the Dior haute couture reminded her of the labels on the drawers of traditional Chinese medicine cabinets.

At the moment the shutter flashed, she suddenly lowered her voice and said, "Be careful about Bai Bing's contract renewal terms."

The business car drove to the recording site of "Star Kitchen".

Zhang Yu was chewing throat lozenges while reading the script and found that the newly added "Traditional Chinese Medicine Health Care Section" on the process sheet was crossed out with a red pen.

Assistant Xiaomi was scrolling through her phone and exclaimed, "Brother Yu, someone revealed that you are practicing medicine without a license!"

On the public opinion monitoring screen, the hot search #张煜 illegitimately practices medicine# is climbing at a rate of 100,000 per minute.

The fans' comment control group kept @his medical qualification certificate, but the haters dug up the old news that his license was revoked due to a medical dispute three years ago.

Bai Bing's phone rang at the right time: "Now only Genting can suppress the negatives. You know the renewal conditions."

The recording site was temporarily changed to a crisis public relations live broadcast.

Zhang Yu faced the camera in his chef uniform, kneading mugwort into the dough: "My medical qualification re-examination has entered the public notice period..." Suddenly an audience member fainted, and he rushed off the stage to give first aid with acupuncture.

In the close-up shot, the red marks on his wrists scratched by the stalker became evidence of his counterattack.

The late-night live broadcast of the announcement received over 10 million views.

Zhang Yu spread out the yellowed medical notes and refuted the allegations of medical malpractice one by one.

When the National Health Commission’s acceptance receipt was posted, the “aggrieved puppy eyes” emoticon that fans took screenshots of instantly became a hot search topic.

The president of the fan club posted on the super topic: "When my brother was studying "Treatise on Febrile Diseases", the haters were still playing in the mud!"

The brand signing ceremony the next day turned into a large-scale fan-pampering event.

Zhang Yu personally prepared a calming sachet and gave it to the fans in the front row. Suddenly, someone in the back row held up a CT scan and asked, "Teacher Zhang, can you help me look at the report?"

When the security guard stepped forward to stop him, he had already taken out a pen and marked on the film: "The location of the lung nodule is near the Yunmen acupoint. It is recommended..."

The public opinion monitoring screen suddenly turned red.

Lao Lu rushed in with a tablet in his hand: "Your illegal interpretation of medical images has become a hot topic on the Internet!"

Zhang Yu glanced at the live broadcast camera, turned around and wrote down the prescription: "My friend, please go to a regular hospital for a checkup. I just recommended a health tea formula."

The Chinese herbal incense in the RV couldn't cover up the smell of gunpowder.

Bai Bing smashed the celadon teacup and said, "If you do it again, Genting won't be able to protect you!"

Zhang Yu was wiping the medical qualification certificate that was splashed with medicine, and suddenly found that the gold-plated pattern on the cover was exactly the same as the anti-counterfeiting mark on Guo Yu's medical record.

The recording scene of "The Heritage of Traditional Chinese Medicine" was full of tension.

When Zhang Yu was demonstrating the Five Animals Exercises, an expert in the observation seat suddenly asked, "Mr. Zhang, do you think the celebrity effect will interfere with the professionalism of traditional Chinese medicine?"

He rolled up his sleeves to reveal the calluses from practicing massage: "I provide free clinics in the community every week..."

Before he finished speaking, the program team released the secretly filmed footage of him entering and leaving a private hospital late at night.

Public opinion is boiling again.

The fan club released an analysis video using an 8x telescope: the old man that Zhang Yu was supporting in the video was none other than a retired master of traditional Chinese medicine from a Class 3A hospital.

When #张煜 學於名醫名醫# topped the trending search, Genting suddenly announced that he would serve as the ambassador for promoting traditional Chinese medicine culture.

At the wrap-up banquet, Zhang Yu was forced to drink twelve cups of rice wine.

He staggered to the terrace and found Lin Wanwan talking on the phone in the shadows: "... Don't worry, Mr. Bai, the medicinal material test report has been replaced..."

He turned around and bumped into the arms of the staff who was holding the hangover soup. The hospitalization wristband number under the other person's white coat perfectly connected with the nursing record of Guo Yu's ward.

At three o'clock in the morning, Zhang Yu posted a nine-grid photo on the super topic: the first eight photos were shooting highlights, and in the last out-of-focus night scene, the neon sign of Genting Medical Building was vaguely visible.

Five minutes later, the president of the fan club sent a private message with a sharpened image - the shadow caused by the light box failure was exactly the Morse code for "help".

At six o'clock in the morning in the hotel corridor, Zhang Yu counted his steps on the diamond pattern on the carpet.

Lin Wanwan's agent's voice leaked out from the crack of the gym door: "...bribe the fan club to post a double Reuters..."

He turned around and opened the fire escape, only to run into his assistant signing for a "fan gift" from a certain brand - the diamond-encrusted stethoscope was so dazzling in the morning light that it hurt his eyes.

"Brother, can you do a VLOG of the unboxing?" Xiaomi came over with a GoPro in hand, "The brand said this is a limited edition..."

"Put it in the warehouse first." Zhang Yu threw the stethoscope back into the gift box. The sound of metal collision reminded him of his internship in medical school.

A black envelope suddenly slid out from the bottom of the box. Under the gold-plated logo of Genting Capital was an invitation to a nightclub. The address corresponded to the popular neighborhood where paparazzi loved to stake out.

The nanny car was stuck on the viaduct during the morning rush hour.

Zhang Yu was browsing the topic #Today's Work Outfit# when he suddenly saw the bucket hat he wore yesterday appear in Lin Wanwan's airport photo.

Executive agent Lao Lu immediately called the PR company and said: "Push the trending search of #冰煜CP# to the 20th place, and focus on promoting #张煜医学学生自定日常#."

The aroma of freshly ground coffee wafts through the recording site of "Trend Partners".

Zhang Yu fiddled with the TCM co-branded smart bracelet and recited the product parameters fluently in front of the camera: "…it can monitor the bioelectricity of the twelve meridians…"

The director suddenly called out, "Teacher Zhang, don't frown. Do it again with a smile!"

During the halftime break, he ran into the brand representative in the bathroom.

The man handed over a cigar box with a blank check inside. "Boss Bai asked me to ask you, what are your thoughts on the renewal terms?"

Zhang Yu turned the bottle of hand sanitizer, and the production batch number engraved on the bottom of the bottle was actually connected to Guo Yu's hospital number.

The fan visiting time is scheduled for the evening.

When Zhang Yu took the handwritten letter, he felt a hard object between the pages - a universal access card for a private hospital.

Looking up at the station girl's gleaming eyes, he leaned in and whispered under the pretext of signing: "Three o'clock in the afternoon, fire escape on the seventh floor of the inpatient department."

It took the nanny car forty minutes to shake off the paparazzi.

When Zhang Yu slipped into the hospital in a cleaning uniform, the trailer for his new drama was playing on the TV at the nurses' station.

The moment he pushed open the door of Ward 709, he saw the screen of the smart ventilator at Guo Yu's bedside flashing: vital signs data were being uploaded to the Genting Medical server in real time.

"Ward inspection!" Footsteps were heard in the corridor.

Zhang Yu dodged and hid in the locker, his fingertips touching boxes of genetic testing kits.

The phone suddenly vibrated. Bai Bing sent me the revised draft of the script of "Chinese Medicine Arena". The opponent column for the newly added "Chinese and Western Medicine Showdown" segment was filled with Guo Yu's name.

On an evening when heavy rain suddenly hit, Zhang Yu was trapped in the studio.

The stylist complained as he dried his wet shirt: "Gucci couture cannot be machine washed!"

Lin Wanwan’s circle of friends popped up on the phone. In the nine-grid birthday photos, the Patek Philippe on her wrist was the same model as the gift at the Genting shareholders’ reception.

Late-night script readings can turn into a bloody scene.

When Zhang Yu used a red pen to cross out the outrageous plot of "the miracle doctor felt the pulse and knew the pregnancy", the little flowers brought by the investors were pestering the screenwriter to add more scenes: "Can I be an acupuncture model for Teacher Zhang?"

He looked up and saw the rose tattoo on the girl's collarbone, which was in the exact same position as Bai Bing's tattoo.

At the rehearsal of the New Year's Eve Gala, Zhang Yu's traditional Chinese style stage design was temporarily replaced.

The director rubbed his hands and explained: "The brand asked to implant new energy vehicles..."

He held the prop folding fan and sneered, the micro camera in the fan rib interlayer was still flashing red light.

When the dance team lined up, a familiar figure made his pupils shrink suddenly - it was Guo Yu's exclusive dancer before the car accident.

"Teacher Zhang, let's take a photo together?" The new host came over holding a selfie stick.

The moment the shutter lit up, Zhang Yu saw the hospitalization bracelet in the interlayer of the other party’s mobile phone case, and the number matched the sequence on the genetic testing kit.

That night, under the hot search #张煜黑脸#, the host’s big fans collectively posted “My brother is so fierce, I love him so much”.

The scene of live streaming of selling goods going wrong during the Lantern Festival.

Zhang Yu scooped up the glutinous rice balls and suddenly paused: "This sesame filling has a lot of sugar..."

The assistant quickly cut the camera: "Teacher Zhang said that the sweetness just symbolizes reunion!"

After the live broadcast, he discovered something fishy on the return note - the quality inspection report of a certain batch of products had been tampered with, and the signature of the person in charge was the same as the forged record in the medical accident file.

The conference room was filled with smoke in the early morning.

The publicity team is arguing about the March schedule: "We have to go to the Chinese Medicine Forum, but the medical theme of "Escape Room"..."

Zhang Yu turned the magnet in the acupuncture bag and suddenly attracted the paper clips on the table. The metal patterns arranged into a pattern were exactly the Morse code that appeared in the surveillance video in Guo Yu's ward.

The glass curtain wall of the airport's VIP lounge reflects the starry sky.

When Zhang Yu finished signing the 207th copy of "Huangdi Neijing" for his fans, he suddenly found an architectural drawing drawn with invisible ink on the title page - a diagram of the ventilation ducts of Genting Medical's underground laboratory. The escape exit was marked with the address of the community hospital where his father had been treated three years ago.

Zhang Yu closed the book calmly, with a plan in mind.

He decided to follow this clue and investigate the secrets behind Genting Medical.

After arriving at his destination, he disguised himself as a maintenance worker and sneaked into the community hospital.

Sneak into Genting Medical's underground laboratory through the ventilation duct.

It was filled with all kinds of strange instruments and some documents marked as confidential.

Just as he was looking for more evidence, the alarm suddenly sounded.

He quickly looked for a place to hide.

Bai Bing and a group of people hurried over. It turned out that an illegal human genetic modification experiment was being carried out here, and Guo Yu was one of the victims.

Zhang Yu secretly recorded everything and hid the evidence after successfully escaping.

If it is handed over to the relevant departments, Genting Medical's conspiracy will be exposed and the relevant personnel will be severely punished by law.