It wasn't that bad yesterday.Si Yanan poured water and took medicine for him, all of which were given by fans, and he hadn't finished eating last year.Well, Mingchen sighed sadly: Unlucky Si Yanan rubbed his hair: It's okay, maybe it'll be fine in the evening.People are uncomfortable, and their mood deteriorates.Ming Chen climbed into the car, waved his hand to Si Yanan, and sank into his pillow.Today, Guo Helmet was going to accompany his old lady to the hospital for a physical examination, and Lin jumped out of the car.She glanced in the rearview mirror and was startled: Brother, what's wrong with you?
Sick?
At this time last year, Lin Jumping had not yet taken up his post, and Ming Chen briefly explained that he was allergic to osmanthus.A few days ago, he was already a little out of breath, and Lin Hopping thought he had a little cold.So what to do?
If you still want to compete, can you record it at another time?
There's an audience.Mingchen was helpless: It's okay, my throat is fine, I won't roll over too much.It's just that the medicine I take is a little sleepy.Okay, okay, then I'll talk to the director when I get to the place, and let you sleep.Lin Jumping hurriedly said.In this issue, Ming Chen drew lots to draw the third-to-last, and it is expected that the earliest time to take office will be after nine o'clock.The stylist consulted with him and decided to save his makeup and hair for the last one, and he snuggled up in the corner of the lounge to rest with his eyes closed.The building has been air-conditioned for many years, but it is not as serious as outside, Ming Chen estimated that it would be better at night, and rested his head on the pillow.The pillow material is a little hard, the surface is quite awkward, and it is impossible to sleep deeply, but it is somewhat confused.The surrounding sounds became distant and ethereal, as if someone was heard plucking the guitar twice, and then stopped after being alerted.The sound of chatting is faint and faint.The whole person had just felt comfortable and relaxed, and suddenly a clear voice came from his ears.Hey?
What happened to him?
Sick.Ming Chen: It's Xiao Yang's voice.Be quiet, just fell asleep.Gray Road said in a breathless voice.Oooh.Insist on recording programs with illness?
Yesterday was fine.Even if we win, we won't be able to win now?
Why didn't you ask the program team to change the time for him, haha.Xiao Yang said.Chapter 94 Everyone knows that it is impossible to change the time temporarily, and everyone has a work schedule every day.But Xiao Yang said that, and the listeners all felt that something was strange, and they couldn't say it for a while.He's not serious.And it's not that there are no singers who are sick when they record shows before, and they can only abstain if they can't come, and I haven't heard of changing time.An honest man said.Haha, I'm kidding.Xiao Yang interrupted, and he didn't control the volume until this point, so that the other people who chatted with him forgot about it.Ming Chen opened his eyes suddenly, his expression was terrifying, but fortunately, it was only a short moment, and he hid his emotions.I woke up.He sat up and wiped his nose with a piece of paper: he would not delay going on stage.That's great.Xiao Yang said hypocritically.I kindly dispelled one of your worries, and Ming Chen threw the paper into the trash: Don't worry about winning I'm not going to win or anything, because you can't win.Xiao Yang's expression cracked again.Teacher Mingchen?
The makeup artist called him: Can you come over?
Good.Ming Chen smiled at everyone: I'm going.Hurry up: Go, go, go.Then the others left, falling into an awkward silence.After a while, Gray Road sneered: People don't take you seriously.Xiao Yang's face was ugly, and he said forbearingly: He is just in a bad mood today.Is it?
Last time, you were the first, how many were you?
Gray Road said.Xiao Yang fell one in the first issue, and the second issue was in a hurry, and he took out his killer feature.But no one else is here to travel, so who doesn't want to take the opportunity to express themselves?
His strength on paper in the program group is only in the middle of the stream, and his singing skills and qualifications can't reach the first echelon, so he only got fourth despite his best efforts.Although it is not a shame, it cannot be compared with Ming Chen's dazzling first.It's just that Mingchen is not a person who likes to show off his character, and he doesn't forget to praise others when he gets good grades, and he has something to say, and several singers like him a little.So he scolded Xiao Yang at this time, but no one thought he was arrogant, or inflated, after all, everyone could see that he was just at odds with Xiao Yang.They are all peers, and everyone gets along well.In the end, an old qualification spoke, Xiao Yang swallowed back the words in his stomach, and glared at Gray Lu with hatred.In the evening, the show had been recorded for four hours, and it was time for a break in between.He followed the group into the lounge, found a small couch in the corner, and sat down.It's kind of bad.I don't know if it's because of the cold, or if it's really allergies, not only did the state not get better, but gradually deteriorated.My head is a little drowsy, my mouth is dry, and my hands are soft and I can't lift my energy.
[Mr.
Ming Chen, your current health rating is B, which is slightly ill.]The body temperature is 38.4 degrees, which is higher than the normal body temperature, and it is recommended that you seek medical attention and stay in bed in time. ]The system says.
[Fever only.] ]Ming Chen touched his forehead and said in his heart: [Let's talk about it after the section is over.] ]The system then stops talking and determines that the situation is not dangerous.Only said: [Then, I wish you good health and prosperity.] ]It's not a big deal, but it's a real thing.Ming Chen closed his eyes and stuffed himself into the small sofa, a staff member came over and whispered about the situation, he repeatedly said that there was no problem, and agreed after discussion.Anyway, it's not far from his turn to sing, the third in the second half, if he still feels uncomfortable after singing, let him leave first.It is not uncommon for artists to feel unwell, and the program team has its own set of coping procedures.It's just that someone wants to question it at this time.Is that what you do to him?
Looks serious!
Xiao Yang grabbed the staff: Is there no medical staff in the program team?
Yes?
The staff who came to see the situation was a little girl, who looked young and didn't have a long work experience.When asked like this, she was a little flustered: I asked someone to bring a medicine kit for some of them.You have to see how many degrees it is, if the fever is serious, it is not a trivial matter, can you be responsible for delaying treatment?
Xiao Yang said solemnly.Good good.The little girl was frightened, and she was naturally afraid of the words "can you be responsible?"
You too, Xiao Yang turned around and explained Chen: You can't ignore your body for work, this is the most important thing to pay attention to, the capital of the revolution!
Yes, yes, the little girl is dizzy.Buzz, buzz.Ming Chen felt that Xiao Yang was like a mosquito that burrowed into your ear canal when you were half-asleep and half-awake.The emotions are about to explode.I used to watch the performance in the assistant studio, the sound was very loud, and I needed to concentrate, and I was a little tinnitus.Now he just wants to close his eyes and rest quietly for a few minutes.It's hard.At this moment, in the list of people that Ming Chen hated, Xiao Yang jumped all the way up from the middle and lower reaches at a rocket-like speed.What Zheng Jiaqi, what willow tea, what Guan He, are not worth mentioning in front of them.They looked up, looked up at Xiao Yang breaking through the atmosphere and into outer space, and banged.The Big Bang.Get out.He opened his eyes forcefully and glared at the two people who were chattering at the door.The little girl reacted for two seconds, and immediately opened the door and went out.Xiao Yang still stood stiffly in place.You go out too.Ming Chen said.His sentence was very murderous, but his reddened eyes forcibly lowered his momentum, and he looked aggrieved.Several people in the room couldn't stand it anymore, and they all stood up and pushed Xiao Yang out.Finally quiet.After I don't know how long, Lin jumped in.Brother, drink water.Mingchen sat up and pressed his throat: It's about to start?
Well.Lin Jumping said cautiously: You can rest for another five minutes, I'll look at it.Saying that, he gave his mobile phone to Ming Chen: WeChat seems to have news, do you want to take a look?
Ming Chen glanced at it, and Si Yanan asked him how he was, and when it was over.He typed in and replied that it was okay and that it wouldn't be too late.Are you okay, brother?
Would you like to talk to him?
It's really fine.Ming Chen said: Don't toss.After spending two songs in the booth, it was finally his turn.He said hello and went backstage, and Lin Jumpy waited outside, following to hand over the water.Ming Chen took it and took a sip and found that it was sweet.I couldn't help but take two more sips.There is a long corridor between the backstage and the stage, and two lights are symbolically embedded in the wall.When I walked a little halfway, someone came in front of me, it was Xiao Yang who had finished singing the previous one.Ming Chen was so dizzy now, he really didn't want to pay attention to him anymore, and he didn't even bother to say a word.The other party seemed to have the same idea, looking down at the phone.It's just that when he was about to pass by, he glanced at him with a smile on the corner of his mouth.Ming Chen subconsciously frowned, but at this moment he heard the mobile phone ringing.The mobile phone was in Lin Jumping's hand, he was stunned, and he was startled when he saw the little girl, and he almost didn't hold his mobile phone tightly.Then quickly turned on the mute.Who?
Mingchen asked.Uh, Lin jumped and looked at the screen, swallowing his saliva: Don't ask, give it to me.Ming Chen was sick to his stomach for a while, and grabbed his mobile phone to answer.No one spoke.Who?
Give you one last chance.Mingchen pressed his breath and tried to calm himself down: If you don't speak, I'll call the police.There was a rustling sound on the other end of the line, and he could feel that there was indeed someone.Three seconds later, the phone hung up.Ge Lin Jumping looked at Ming Chen's terrifying face, and pushed him a little scared: Ming Chen was about to go on stage, and Ming Chen returned the mobile phone to Lin Jumping Jumping, and he was so disgusted that he was about to vomit.Could it be that the call was made by Xiao Yang?
First of all, Xiao Yang has his phone, and everyone exchanged numbers with each other during the first plenary meeting of "Sound Journey".Second, he has motives, the two of them have a bad relationship, and they are also competitors in the program group.Third, he left with his mobile phone just now, and he had time to commit the crime.It's disgusting.How can there be such a person?
Ming Chen took a deep breath and patted Lin Jumping's shoulder on the stage.It's a hilarious song, and he did his best.But this state is certainly not the best performance.Ming Chen was very disappointed after singing, disappointed in himself.He felt that he couldn't put in it, he couldn't sing the feeling he wanted, maybe it was done smoothly, but, disappointed.It's disappointment.The applause of the audience was still very warm, he was silent on the stage, and when he got off the stage, he was relieved, leaned against the wall and closed his eyes for a few seconds, and slammed his fist on the wall.A handful of ash fell on his head.Lin Jumping was frightened: Brother!
What's wrong with you, brother!
I think it's a good song!
Ming Chen shook his head and went to the assistant studio.He was uncomfortable, but there were no sympathy points in the game.A bad is not good, and this time, he is no longer qualified to look forward to his ranking.Even if the last place was eliminated, he didn't find it strange.Before the show was recorded, the doctor from the TV station came to take his temperature and prescribed some medicine, saying that it was not a big problem.Ming Chen himself insisted that he finished recording the whole process there.In the end, the audience voted, and he got the results, and for the first time he was a little afraid to open it.How many?
Gray Road looks at him.Ming Chen came back to his senses and opened the card.Sixth.It's a pity.Gray Road said: I think you can sing this song a little better.But it's good not to knock it out, continue next time.Well.Ming Chen slowly breathed a sigh of relief, feeling fatigue coming up from the soles of his feet.This time it was the sweet girl who was eliminated, the girl was sensitive and kept crying, and everyone comforted her one by one.Xiao Yang took the third, I don't know why he was quite proud, and the words he said to the sweet girl seemed to be comforting, but every sentence was condescending.It's finally over!
At the end of the show, Lin Jumping breathed a sigh of relief and quickly packed up his things: hurry home and rest and wait, I still have something to do.Ming Chen said.What?
Lin Jumping was stupid.Throw out the garbage.Ming Chen said.Forcibly sent Lin Jumpy to the parking lot, he waited in the elevator room for a while, and blocked Xiao Yang.He was talking to someone on the phone, and he was caught off guard by the collar and pressed against the wall, bang!
Oh!
He was in pain, and his tone was raised an octave.Because his face was pressed against the wall, he didn't see who was dragging him.Stretched out his hand and pushed the wall and struggled for more than ten seconds, and found that he couldn't break free at all, he immediately became honest, trembling like chaff, and a burst of crying came out.Please, I don't have any money!!
Alipay transfer line?!
Ming Chen endured his anger: Did you make the call?
What phone?
Xiao Yang was at a loss.Let's be honest!
Ming Chen grabbed him and slammed it against the wall again, rubbing his face all white and dusty.AhhhHe screamed: yes, yes, sorry!
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I don't know what the phone is, not me!
Ah no, it's me, it's me, let me beg you, it's all me, are you still calling, I can continue to beat Ming Chen was stunned, and frowned fiercely.He didn't even seem to hear his own voice, and his logic was messed up.Isn't it?
Who would that be?
Just then, the bell rang again.Ming Chen has always used the initial ringtone that comes with the system, and it is terrifying to hear it from far away in the empty stairwell.He slowly put down Xiao Yang and looked at the caller ID, which was an unfamiliar call.It's really not Xiao Yang.Mingchen didn't answer and hung up the phone.Five seconds later, the bell rang again.Ming Chen picked it up.At first, there was still the same rustling sound on the other side, and it was impossible to tell for a moment whether it was the noise of electricity or the ambient sound on the other side.Ming Chen waited for a while, and said coldly: I know, you want to go to prison.Three seconds later, there was finally a voice over there.Listen to the voice belongs to a middle-aged man, with some strange guttural voices.Clearly.The man spoke, his breathing getting heavier, as if he was feeling excited, and his accent was sticky: Do you remember Dad?
Chapter 95 Si Yanan set up a tablet in the living room, and the opening of "Sound Journey" was played in the Bluetooth speaker.