I, the princess of the dynasty, have hundreds of millions of talents, so what?

"I agree, I agree!" Shen Tinghe quickly raised his hand and nodded his head, "Otherwise, our progress will lag far behind other teams! Besides, I'm slow at learning singing and dancing..."

"Okay." Li Zhiyu took a deep breath and finally calmed down. "There's only one thing that needs to be changed. I can do it alone. Jiang Jiang, then you can lead everyone to start choreography!"

"Yeah." Jiang Zhiyu nodded slightly and was about to say something, but suddenly he heard someone knocking on the door.

"Qu Qingli?!"

All of a sudden, teammates gathered around.

"Qingli, where have you been? Are you feeling unwell? Why did you walk for so long? There's no one to chat with me!"

"Hey, our original song is almost finished! You're here just in time for the lyrics! There's a section that Jiang Jiang reserved specifically for you!"

"Are you feeling better? We are still waiting for you to teach us how to dance!"

"I have good news for you! We have obtained the copyright of the song of the same name by the great master Jijin Hanzhi! Are you surprised or not?"

……

"Yeah." Qu Qingli didn't say much, just smiled and nodded, "I'm much better now, thank you all for your concern."

Across the crowd, Qu Qingli looked in the direction of Jiang Zhiyu and, as usual, showed a playful and cute smile.

But those eyes, like autumn water, seemed to contain thousands of words.

At this moment, the number of comments from netizens in the live broadcast room also increased.

Spring Rises: Welcome Lady Qu back to the palace! Emperor Jiang can hug his beloved girls again!

Hua Xiaojiang: If you don’t understand, just ask, why can Qu Qingli take such a long leave? What happened to her?

Misty: I always feel like something is strange about her after she came back. Did something happen at home?

Liuli: Ahhhh, who can understand the look that Jiang Jiang gave Qu Meiren? It drives me crazy!

……

*

The wind on a summer night is sticky yet a little gentle.

Jiang Zhiyu and Qu Qingli walked side by side on the way back to the dormitory, and neither of them spoke first.

"It's nice that you still have the bow on."

After a long while, Qu Qingli whispered as if talking to himself.

"Yeah." Jiang Zhiyu just nodded slightly and didn't say much.

"Jiang Jiang, you said you couldn't take my pulse before, but you were lying to me, right?" Qu Qingli suddenly smiled, "I should have known that earlier. Otherwise, why would you ask so many questions about my family and ask me to go to the hospital for a physical examination this afternoon..."

"Qingli." Jiang Zhiyu turned around and gently held Qu Qingli's somewhat cold hands. "What tests have you done?"

"At first, we only did an electrocardiogram. Later, we did ultrasound, CT, and MRI." Qu Qingli's eyes were a little moist.

"Jiang Jiang, you know what? That MRI machine is really cold. It was only less than half an hour, but I felt like a century had passed."

"The worst thing I've ever done in my life was secretly poking my deskmate's eraser. Why did I have to go through all this?"

Qu Qingli covered her eyes in pain, and her tone was a little tearful: "Dilated cardiomyopathy... I never thought that one day, my name would be written together with such a complicated medical term."

"Qingli." Jiang Zhiyu reached out his hand, took Qu Qingli into his arms, and patted her shoulder gently. "Your pulse and tongue don't look very serious. It should be just the early stages. Science and technology are advanced nowadays. Listen to the doctor and you will live a long life."

"Jiang Jiang, thank you. If it weren't for you, I might have to wait until the middle or late stage to go to the hospital." Qu Qingli sniffed hard, his voice a little muffled, "Director Qin said that I discovered it early, and only the left ventricular wall was slightly thinner. With active treatment, there is still hope."

"But," Qu Qingli buried his head in Jiang Zhiyu's arms, "I looked up a lot of information, and it all said that dilated cardiomyopathy is incurable. From the early stage to the terminal stage, the longest time is only 20 years. So, I know that you are all just comforting me."

"Qing Li." Jiang Zhiyu narrowed his eyes slightly. "You have to believe in the speed of technological development. Maybe within ten years, a specific medicine or surgical plan for this disease will be developed. Moreover, Chinese traditional medicine is profound and extensive. Maybe there are some other ways."

"Jiang Jiang." Qu Qingli wiped her tears and forced out an ugly smile. "Before coming here, I had already prepared myself mentally, but I still feel a little unwilling."

"I have been learning folk dance since I was young, and my biggest dream is to stand on the world stage one day." Qu Qingli paused, a little disappointed, "but I didn't expect that I would never have this opportunity again. I can neither stay up late nor do strenuous exercise, and even my diet has to be strictly controlled. I guess I will never be able to perform on stage again in the future."

"There will still be a chance when you get better." Jiang Zhiyu said in a low voice with burning eyes.

"So, after thinking for a long time, I finally came back." Qu Qingli smiled slightly, "I want to complete the first performance on stage with you and put a perfect end to my dream-chasing journey."

"But..." Jiang Zhiyu hesitated.

"It's okay! My health is fine at the moment, and Director Qin also said that I can do some exercise appropriately. Otherwise, you can write some simple movements for me! Please, my dear Jiang Jiang!" Qu Qingli took Jiang Zhiyu's arm and acted coquettishly, as if she was back to the past.

"Then, if you feel any discomfort, you must tell me first. Your health is the most important thing." Jiang Zhiyu said seriously.

"Okay!" Qu Qingli nodded heavily.

*

At the same time, in the Su family manor, Su Hemian received a WeChat message from Wang Lu.

Wang Lu: Master, who is the audition voice of Zhou Yixing? So handsome, right? The fit with the original novel is 99.%!

Wang Lu: It doesn’t sound like Chen Da or Wu Se’s voice to me! Could it be a new great voice actor in the dubbing circle?

Wang Lu: Haven’t heard of it either?

Wang Lu: I sent him an email, but he ignored me!

Wang Lu: Tsk, so cool, at least give a signature!

signature?

Su Hemian narrowed his eyes slightly and typed two words in the WeChat chat box.