I chase after the actor by lifting iron

Everyone knows that it is impossible to change the time temporarily, and everyone has work arrangements every day.

But Xiao Yang just said that, and the listeners all felt that something was weird, and they couldn't say it for a while.

"He's not serious. And it's not that there were no singers who were recording programs before and got sick. If they couldn't come, they had to abstain. I haven't heard of changing the time." An honest person said.

"Haha, I'm joking." Xiao Yang interrupted, and didn't control the volume until now, which made the other people who chatted with him forget.

Ming Chen suddenly opened his eyes, with a frightening expression on his face, but fortunately, he hid his emotions in just a short moment.

"I'm awake." He sat up, took out a piece of paper and wiped his nose: "It won't delay the stage."

"That would be great." Xiao Yang said hypocritically.

"I kindly relieved you of one worry." Ming Chen threw the paper into the trash can: "Don't worry about winning, I won't be able to win, because you can't win."

"..." Xiao Yang's expression cracked again.

"Mr. Mingchen?" The makeup artist called him, "Can you come over?"

"Okay." Ming Chen smiled at everyone: "I'm going."

Everyone hastened: "Go, go."

Then they waited for the person to leave, falling into an awkward silence.

After a while, Hui Lu sneered: "People don't take you seriously."

Xiao Yang's face was ugly, and he said forbearance: "He's just in a bad mood today."

"Really? He was first last time, how many times are you?" Hui Lu said.

"..."

Xiao Yang fell down in the first issue, and got anxious in the second issue, so he took out his trump card.But other people don't come to the show to travel, who doesn't want to seize the opportunity to express themselves?

In the program group, he is only in the middle in terms of paper strength, and his singing skills and qualifications are not up to the first echelon, so he tried his best and only got fourth.

Although it wasn't embarrassing, it couldn't compare to Ming Chen's brilliant number one.

However, Ming Chen is not a person who likes to show off his personality, he does not forget to praise others when he gets good grades, and what he says is meaningful, several singers like him a little bit.

So when he hates Xiao Yang at the moment, no one thinks he is arrogant or inflated. After all, everyone can see that he just has a special problem with Xiao Yang alone.

"We're all in the same business, let's get along well." Finally, a veteran spoke, Xiao Yang swallowed the words abruptly, and gave Hui Lu a bitter look.

In the evening, the program had been recorded for four hours, and it was time for a break in the middle.

He followed the crowd into the lounge, found a small sofa in the corner, and sat down on it.

Kind of bad.I don't know if it's because of the cold or because of allergies, but instead of getting better, my condition has gradually deteriorated.

My head is a little dizzy, my mouth is dry, and my hands are limp and I can't lift my energy.

[Mr. Mingchen, your current health status is rated B, and you are slightly ill.The body temperature is 38.4 degrees, which is higher than the normal body temperature. It is recommended that you seek medical treatment in time and rest in bed. ] The system said.

[It's just a fever. ] Ming Chen touched his forehead, and said in his heart: [Let's talk after the program is finished. ]

The system stopped talking and decided that the situation was not dangerous.He only said: [Then, I wish you good health and prosperous martial arts. ]

It's not a big deal, but the pain is real.

Mingchen closed his eyes and stuffed himself in the small sofa. A staff member came over to ask about the situation in a low voice. He repeatedly said that it was no problem, and after discussing with him, he agreed.

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 be unwell, and the program group has its own set of procedures.

Someone just wanted to question it at this time.

"Is that how you treat him? It looks serious!" Xiao Yang grabbed the staff: "Aren't there any medical staff in the program?"

"Huh?" The staff member who came to see the situation was a young girl who looked very young and had little work experience.She was a little flustered when she was asked this question: "Some... I'll send someone to bring me a medicine box."

"It depends on how high the temperature is. If the fever is serious and it's not a trivial matter, can you be responsible for delaying treatment?" Xiao Yang said seriously.

"Okay, okay." The little girl was startled, and she was naturally afraid of the words "Can you take responsibility?"

"You too," Xiao Yang turned to explain Chen: "You can't ignore your health for work, this is the most important thing, the capital of revolution!"

"Yes, yes, yes..." The little girl was dizzy.

Buzz, buzz.

Ming Chen felt that Xiao Yang was like a mosquito that got into your ear canal when you were half asleep and half awake.

Emotions are about to explode.

When I watched a performance in the sub-studio before, the sound was very loud, and I needed to concentrate, which made my ears ringing a bit.Right now he just wants to close his eyes and rest quietly for a few minutes.

It's that fucking hard.

At this moment, in Mingchen's list of "disliked people", Xiao Yang jumped up from the middle and lower reaches at the speed of a rocket.

What Zheng Jiaqi, what Liucha, what Guan He, they are not worth mentioning in front of them.

They looked up, looking up at Xiao Yang breaking through the atmosphere and entering outer space, with a bang.

The Big Bang.

"Get out." He forcefully opened his eyes, staring at the two chattering people at the door.

"..." The little girl reacted for two seconds, and immediately opened the door and got out.

Xiao Yang was still standing there stiffly.

"You go out too." Ming Chen said.

His words were full of murderous intent, but his reddened eyes forcibly lowered his aura, appearing aggrieved.Several people in the room couldn't bear to watch anymore, they all stood up and pushed Xiao Yang out.

Finally quiet.

After an unknown amount of time, Lin Tiao jumped in.

"Brother, drink water."

"Hmm..." Ming Chen sat up and pressed his throat: "It's about to start?"

"Yeah." Lin Tiaotiao said cautiously: "I can rest for another 5 minutes, I'll watch."

While talking, he handed the phone to Ming Chen: "There seems to be news on WeChat, do you want to check it?"

Ming Chen glanced at it, and Si Yan'an asked him how it was going well and when it would end.He typed and replied that it was okay, it would not be too late.

"Are you okay bro? Do you want to tell him?"

"It's really fine." Ming Chen said, "Don't worry about it."

After staying in the sub-studio for two songs, it was finally his turn.

He said hello and went backstage. Lin Tiaotiao waited outside and followed him to deliver water.Ming Chen took a sip and found it was sweet.Couldn't help but took another two sips.

There is a long corridor between the backstage and the stage, and two lamps are symbolically embedded on the wall for lighting.

Halfway through the walk, someone came up ahead, Xiao Yang who had finished singing last time.

Ming Chen is very dizzy now, he really doesn't want to talk to him anymore, he doesn't even bother to say a word.The other party seemed to have the same idea, looking down at the phone.

Just when he was about to pass by, he glanced at him with a smile on his mouth.

Ming Chen frowned subconsciously, but at this moment he heard the phone ring.

The mobile phone was in Lin Tiaotiao's hand, he was startled, he almost didn't hold his mobile phone tightly as if he was shocked when he saw the little girl.Then quickly muted it.

"Who?" Ming Chen asked.

"Uh..." Lin Tiaotiao looked at the screen and swallowed: "Don't ask..."

"Give it to me." Ming Chen felt nauseated, and grabbed the phone to answer it.

No one speaks.

"Who? I'll give you one last chance." Ming Chen suppressed his breath, trying to calm himself down: "If you don't speak, I'll call the police."

There was a rustling sound from the other end of the phone, and he could feel that there was indeed someone.

Three seconds later, the phone hung up.

"Brother..." Lin Tiaotiao looked at Ming Chen's terrified face, and pushed him a little scared: "We're going to be on stage..."

Mingchen returned the phone to Lin Tiaotiao, feeling so sick that he almost vomited.

Could it be that Xiao Yang made the call?

First of all, Xiao Yang has his phone number. During the first plenary meeting of "Sound Journey", everyone exchanged numbers.

Second, he has motives, the relationship between the two of them is not good, and they are also competitors in the program group.

Third, he left with his mobile phone just now, so he had time to commit crimes.

too disgusting.

How can there be such a person?

Ming Chen took a deep breath, patted Lin Tiaotiao's shoulder and got on stage.

Very lively song, he tried his best.But this state is definitely not the best performance.

Ming Chen was very disappointed after singing, disappointed in himself.He felt that he didn't get into it, he couldn't sing the feeling he wanted, maybe it was completed smoothly, but he was disappointed.

Just disappointed.

The applause from the audience was still very warm. He remained calm on the stage, but he relaxed when he got off the stage. He leaned against the wall and closed his eyes for a few seconds before hitting the wall with a heavy fist.

A handful of ashes fell on top of his head.

"..." Lin Tiaotiao was terrified: "Brother! What's wrong with you, brother! I think you sing very well!"

Ming Chen shook his head and went to the assistant studio.

He is uncomfortable, but there are no sympathy points in the game.If it's not good, it's not good. In this match, he no longer has the qualifications to expect his own ranking.

Even if he was eliminated at the bottom, he didn't think it was strange.

Before the show was finished recording, the doctor from the TV station came to take his temperature and prescribed some medicine, saying that the problem was not serious.

Mingchen himself insisted, and he insisted on recording the whole process there.

In the end, the audience voted, and when he got the result, he was a little afraid to open it for the first time.

"What number?" Hui Lu looked at him.

Ming Chen came back to his senses and opened the card.

sixth.

"It's a pity." Hui Lu said, "I think you can sing this song a little better. But it's good if you don't get eliminated. Continue next time."

"Yeah." Ming Chen slowly breathed a sigh of relief, feeling exhausted creeping up from the soles of his feet.

This time, the sweet girl was eliminated. The girl was sensitive and kept crying. Everyone comforted her one by one.

Xiao Yang took the third place. For some reason, he was quite proud. What he said to Tianmei seemed comforting, but every sentence was condescending.

"It's finally over!" Lin Tiaotiao heaved a sigh of relief at the end of the show, and quickly packed up his things: "Hurry up and go home and rest..."

"Wait, I still have something to do." Ming Chen said.

"What?" Lin Tiaotiao was dumbfounded.

"Throw out the trash." Ming Chen said.

Forcibly sending Lin Tiaotiao to the parking lot, he waited in the elevator for a while and blocked Xiao Yang.

He was on the phone with someone, when he was caught off guard and pinned against the wall by his collar, with a bang!

"Aww!" He felt the pain and raised his tune an octave.

Because his face was pressed against the wall, he didn't even see who was pulling him.

He stretched out his hand and pushed the wall and struggled for more than ten seconds, but found that he couldn't break free. He immediately became honest, shaking like a sieve, and burst into tears.

"Please, I really don't have any money!!! Can Alipay transfer work?!"

Ming Chen held back his anger: "Did you make the call?"

"What phone number?" Xiao Yang was at a loss.

"Tell the truth!" Ming Chen grabbed him and slammed into the wall hard, rubbing his face with white dust.

"Ahhh!" He screamed: "Yes, yes, sorry! I don't know what the phone number is, it's not me!...Oh no, it's me, it's me, let me go, please, it's all me, it's all me... Do you still want to call? I can continue to call..."

Ming Chen was taken aback, and frowned fiercely.

He didn't even seem to recognize his own voice, and his logic was messed up.Isn't it true?

Who would that be?

Just then, the bell rang again.

Ming Chen has always used the initial ringtone that came with the system, and it rang far in the empty stairwell, which was simply creepy.

He put Xiao Yang down slowly, looked at the caller ID, it was another strange call.

It's really not Xiao Yang.

Ming Chen didn't answer and hung up the phone.

Five seconds later, the bell rang again.

Ming Chen picked it up.

There was still the same rustling sound on the opposite side at first, making it difficult to distinguish whether it was the noise of the current or the ambient sound on the opposite side.

Ming Chen waited for a while, then said coldly: "I see, you want to go to prison."

"..." Three seconds later, there was finally a voice over there.The voice belonged to a middle-aged man, with some strange guttural sounds.

"...Obviously." The man said, breathing gradually heavy, as if excited, with a sticky accent: "...Do you still remember Dad?"