The idol is too confused, how to break it?

"Ah-ah-ah--"

Qiao Yu stood upright, star-like eyes looking at the basic practice scores of various tones, and he was seriously doing pronunciation exercises with his mouth wide open.

His round face was flattened because of the sound, but his flat belly was bulging because of the inhalation.

The fans on the screen didn't feel bored watching Qiao Yu doing the basic exercises. They all shouted that it was interesting, and they were quite a bit like "whatever my idol does is right"!

"Jojo is so cute! She's so cute when practicing singing!"

"How dare you touch your belly!? How dare you poke your face!?"

"Don't go ahead, I'm also seriously thinking about this issue! (serious face)"

……

Some members of the Fenghe team were also watching the live broadcast. They looked at the bullet screen and the real person, and they always felt that what the fans said made sense.

Jojo is so cute!

Or...the moon is the first to be close to the water, let's poke it in a while!

A few people looked at each other, and nodded tacitly as if they were in the same mind.

Uh-huh!Hey Hey……

However, before their idiotic faces could be retracted, one of them was suddenly patted on the shoulder, and a cold and indifferent voice said in his ear: "How long until Qiao Yu's practice is over?"

The man turned his head and looked surprised: "Mr. Fu!" He quickly added: "If you have something urgent, just call him out!"

After a pause, he looked at Fu Hansheng's pale face, and asked hesitantly, "Mr. Fu... Are you feeling unwell?!"

"It's okay." Fu Hansheng's eyes were light, as if he didn't care.

Fu Hansheng's palms and forehead were covered with a thin layer of sweat, and his face was pale and ugly, but he insisted on not showing any other signs, and his movements and voice were normal.

The person in the team was also a little uncertain, but he felt that something was wrong, so he decided to immediately interrupt Qiao Yu's practice and call him out as soon as possible.

"Qiao Qiao, Mr. Fu is here."

When Qiao Yu turned her head, she hadn't finished singing the last note, her red lips were opened wide, as if she could swallow an egg.

"Oh-oh-oh-oh-ah?!"

The last surprised sound was of course Qiao Yu's when he saw Fu Hansheng approaching.

The moment Qiao Yu saw Fu Hansheng, he suddenly felt that his mouth was not very good-looking (not!), he quickly closed his mouth, and then covered his mouth with both hands feeling annoyed, paused and turned himself Rubbing the cheeks back and forth.

He hesitated for a moment between the two thoughts of "hide the embarrassing self in shame" and "want to talk to Mr. Fu", and the second thought overwhelmingly won.

So Qiao Yu ran over to Fu Hansheng without any pressure, blushed and called out, "Mr. Fu, you're here!"

This can't be blamed on Qiao Yu's lack of backbone. Since the Yu Chasing incident, Fu Hansheng has often come to Qiao Yu for the past few days. The two of them have gotten in touch with each other a lot. I quite like him.

Fu Hansheng is knowledgeable and knowledgeable, and he always has some unique insights when he talks about things. Although Qiao Yu has met many like-minded friends after time travel, he can only talk to Fu Hansheng about other things except music.In addition, Fu Hansheng is also somewhat used to Qiao Yu. When Qiao Yu and Fu Hansheng stay together, there is always a happy feeling of returning to the past, so he is very dependent on him.

But today, Qiao Yu found that the smile that Fu Hansheng evoked towards him was a bit weak.

Qiao Yu froze for a moment, with a rather worried look, he asked seriously: "Mr. Fu, you don't seem to be well..."

Qiao Yu stood on tiptoe and reached out to touch Fu Hansheng's head, then touched her own, frowned and said, "Did you have a fever?"

Fu Hansheng was touched by Qiao Yu's soft little hand, and suddenly he paused.Fu Hansheng couldn't explain the feeling clearly, it was as if a warm current flowed from Qiao Yu's fingertips into his mind, then quickly flowed through every cell in his limbs, and then radiated out.

Fu Hansheng stared fixedly at the boy, his eyes were a little surprised, and then fell into deep thought.

Qiao Yu didn't notice it, she was thinking about whether Fu Hansheng was sick, and was still thinking about what to do...

Alas, it seems that I felt a cold sweat on my hands just now, isn't it serious? !

Go to the hospital?Hey, I hate injections!I don't know if Mr. Fu is afraid of injections... qaq

Do you take medicine?Taking medicine is also very bitter, and I don't want to take it!Is Mr. Fu afraid of suffering... qaq

Just don't get sick...

Speaking of which, Qiao Yu suddenly found that he hadn't been sick for a long time, and he didn't know if it was because he had experienced the horrible end of the world, and his body had also undergone many changes.Although the appearance is still soft and cute, it is indeed much stronger than before, and the hearing and strength have a certain degree of variation, which seems to be somewhat inconsistent with the laws of science in this normal world.

But... the fact that he traveled over here does not conform to the laws of science, does it? !

Qiao Yu sighed, if only he could be less in line with the laws of science.Before he died, he heard that someone had developed a weak healing ability, and releasing the ability could cure all diseases. Qiao Yu felt envious when he heard that.

It would be great if I could do it myself, so that Mr. Fu can be cured in minutes...

Qiao Yu was thinking like this, and suddenly felt that Fu Hansheng was holding his hand and walking forward. Qiao Yu followed him into the lounge in a daze, and then Fu Hansheng said: "Qiao Qiao, remember not to let me appear in the camera."

"Eh?!"

Qiao Yu didn't understand what Fu Hansheng meant, and wondered why he suddenly didn't want to appear in the live broadcast again.However, Qiao Yu didn't wait to ask again, but saw that Fu Hansheng seemed to have lost his support as soon as he came in, and immediately weakened.He made his way to the sofa and sat down, breathing heavily and looking very distressed.

"Mr. Fu! Let's go to the hospital now?!"

Qiao Yu was startled, he looked at Fu Hansheng distressed and anxious, at a loss what to do.

However, Fu Hansheng patted his hand lightly to comfort him, and then made a mute gesture.He slowed down, his tone was still steady and indifferent, he said: "It's nothing, Qiao Qiao, don't worry... just sing a song for me."

Qiao Yu was stunned for a moment, then tilted her head in a daze, feeling that she didn't understand what Fu Hansheng meant—Mr. Fu seemed to be in very bad health!But he doesn't want to go to the hospital, and he doesn't want other people to know (the live broadcast is not allowed!), so what should we do! ?

After a while, Qiao Yu's mind began to reflect the second half of the sentence, and he couldn't help being even more surprised—what are you singing at this time? !

But Fu Hansheng said: "Qiaoqiao, believe me, I'll be fine after a while..." He seemed a little exhausted, so he continued after a while: "...Before I rest, can I hear you sing?"

Fu Hansheng was going to bring good news to Qiao Yu today. Zhou Bokai, the tutor of master students of Huaguo Music School, contacted him and said that he hoped to take Qiao Yu under his school.Fu Hansheng vaguely felt that Qiao Yu shouldn't be like this. He should go to the best university to study and receive the best education, and then choose which path to take.

He was already in contact with the university, but he didn't expect Zhou Bokai to take the opportunity to accept him as an apprentice, which made Fu Hansheng overjoyed.

However, before Fu Hansheng arrived at the studio to share this joy with Qiao Yu, he suddenly fell into that strange labor pain again.This time the pain was lighter than last time, but it was more tormenting. The things in my mind seemed to be turned into debris, repeatedly washing the sensitive nerves in the brain.

Coincidentally, Fu Hansheng was the only one in the car at this time, and the assistant and housekeeper were not there.

Fu Hansheng stopped the car in an emergency. After a long delay, he still had a severe headache. He grabbed his cell phone and wanted to make a call. At this time, Dr. Xie Xie from the research institute also called.

Fu Hansheng picked it up enduring the pain, and said, "Hello..."

"Fu Fu, the research report is out! Qiao Yu's voice is indeed a little different, your physical data... Wait a minute!" Xie Xie spoke excitedly, and suddenly noticed something was wrong with Fu Hansheng, and asked, "What's wrong with you? ! Started to have a headache again?!"

Fu Hansheng gave a low "hmm" as he admitted it.

Xie Xie hurriedly asked: "Where are you?! Is Xiao Liu by your side? No, no..." He was also a little anxious, and said again: "...Qiao Yu is by your side, Qiao Yu is much more useful than Xiao Liu Already!"

Fu Hansheng was so rare that he made him laugh a little bit in the pain, and said weakly: "I'm rushing to Qiao Yu's side... I have a recording of his songs in the car..."

Xie Xie hurriedly said: "All right, all right, even if it has some effect, it's better than nothing... Where are you? How about I drive you there."

"No, I'll just call a valet driver..." Fu Hansheng pressed the music button to relax, and then called a valet driver nearby.

The man came over in a minute, he was a young man, he seemed to be fine, he seemed surprised by his pale face, but he didn't ask any more questions, the two arrived at the studio quickly according to Fu Hansheng's instructions.

Fu Hansheng then dragged Qiao Yu to the lounge and asked him to sing a song.

Although Qiao Yu hesitated, since it was Fu Hansheng's own body, he was willing to trust Fu Hansheng's own judgment.

Qiao Yu thought for a while, nodded and smiled, and said, "Okay, you can rest, I will sing to you before you fall asleep."

Fu Hansheng looked at the boy's crooked eyebrows and raised his lips involuntarily, and said in a low and hoarse voice: "... Qiaoqiao, thank you."

Qiao Yu's little face turned red with a "swish", she shyly said "um", bowed her head and began to sing.

Because Fu Hansheng wanted to rest, Qiao Yu chose the serene nocturne "Moonlight".

When Qiao Yu sang in a low voice, it made people feel like they were staying in an old log cabin with a fire burning in the fireplace and crackling firewood.The red brick wall is warm enough to protect the little girl living in the house, and the warm white moonlight pours down on the bed where the girl is sleeping.

Qiao Yu lowered his head and concentrated on singing, but Fu Hansheng did not close his eyes and fell asleep, but fixedly looked at the boy's still immature face.His eyes were gentle, and he felt that the hustle and bustle in his mind gradually calmed down, and his heart became quiet.

This is great, if Qiao Qiao is really his younger brother, he can accompany him like a family member.I don't have to worry about my illness scaring him off, I can confess directly to Qiao Yu.

Fu Hansheng knows that Qiao Yu likes to rely on him recently, but only he knows that he needs and relies on Qiao Yu more, and what he fears every day is Qiao Yu's sudden departure.

There may be thousands of people with the same status as him in this world, but Qiao Yu is the only one who can heal himself.

Fu Hansheng watched the boy put his hands on his body obediently, he stretched out his hand to hold Qiao Yu's hand, and then closed his eyes and fell back to sleep.

Qiao Yu was taken aback for a moment, and even the singing stopped.He felt the touch on his hand, and the slender and broad palm just covered his little hand.

Qiao Yu opened his eyes wide as if someone had pressed the deceleration button, and slowly lowered his head to look at the hands they were holding. After realizing it, he blushed so red that he was about to explode in the next second!

Mr. Fu... This, this, this is so embarrassing!