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He walked quickly, and Bie Han followed him all the time, instead of going back to the hotel, he went directly to the nearest clinic.

When the doctor was cleaning his wound, Bie Han stood beside him and said coldly, "I thought you didn't know the pain."

So Tang Zhuo Jian raised his head, looked at Bie Han blankly, seemed to have escaped from the atmosphere just now, and lost all momentum, finally lowered his head without saying a word.

There is nothing wrong with the wound, except that the wound is a bit long, and a small bandage was done, and it will be fine if it can't get wet for two days.

Back at the hotel, Tang Zhuojian went directly to the bathroom, removed the makeup that hadn't been washed off his face, washed and changed clothes, with one hand, it was extremely difficult.

Bie Han didn't say that he was going to help him, but came over to take a look, and saw that he was inconvenient to move, so he just watched, waiting for Tang Zhuojian to pack up and come out, Bie Han sat on a chair and stopped him: "Tell me, today What's going on at night."

Tang Zhuojian just sat on the bed by himself and turned his head: "I don't want to say it."

"why?"

"No reason, I just don't want to say it."

"Don't want to tell or don't want to tell me?"

Needless to say, Tang Zhuojian felt that sometimes he couldn't hold back Biehan's cannonball questions.

"...That's right, I just don't want to talk about it."

"Okay." Bie Han didn't bother to say anything to him, so he stood up and walked out with a cold face, "I'll ask your friend."

"..."

"Wait, I said..."

Tang Zhuo saw that he was defeated, he called Bie Han to stop him, and didn't let him go out.

"They scolded me."

"If you scold me, you scold me. Do you have to call me back?"

"They called my friends."

"Your friend did it?"

"They scold you."

"..."

"I don't want them to scold you."

"why?"

"Yes, yes, no, I want to."

"Is it that simple?"

"It's that simple."

Bie Han was also a little angry just now, but now he suddenly became less angry. He walked up to Tang Zhuo, stretched out his hand and fiddled with his face: "Forget it. Is your face not injured?"

"No...they didn't dare to hit me."

"Oh, then you are really awesome."

Tang Zhuo saw the cynicism, so he shut up and didn't speak.

Bie Han didn't make things difficult for him anymore, let go of his hand, and said calmly: "Think carefully about what consequences this incident may have on you tonight, and think about how to solve it."

"Okay, don't blame you, go to sleep."

Seeing that Tang Zhuo didn't move, he still stood there and stared at Bie Han.

"See what I do? I didn't hit you."

For a moment, Tang Zhuojian lowered his eyes: "I'm sorry."

Hearing this apology, Bie Han laughed speechlessly: "They said they didn't blame you, so why do you apologize to me?"

"I was impulsive."

"Impulsive? No, I think you are calmly talking to the proprietress about compensation."

"..."

Seeing that his face changed again, Bie Han decided not to provoke him with words, and patted him on the shoulder with a smile and said softly: "Okay, this matter is over, go to rest early, as long as your face is not injured, otherwise how can you go on stage."

Tang Zhuojian turned around, sat on his bed, pursed his lips, and closed his eyes: "You only care about whether I can go on stage if I get slapped in the face, don't you care about me?"

This question was not very level, even a little ambiguous, even Bie Han was stunned for a moment.

"Like what?"

"For example..." Tang Zhuojian opened his eyes, "For example, is your heart hurt?"

"Oh—" Bie Han thought it made sense, he nodded, and said solemnly, "But I'm more concerned about whether your IQ has been damaged."

"..."

Tang Zhuojian plunged into the quilt and didn't want to talk anymore.

Except for what happened that night, everything became normal afterwards. Tang Zhuo Jian was summoned by Wei Qing to rehearse every day, and Bie Han was not in the hotel. For two full nights, the six-hour scene required non-stop mixing and recording. It was derived that the two of them met mostly at night. After a tiring day, they returned to the hotel to wash up and chat for a while before falling asleep.

There were no consequences for the fight that night. The two contestants seemed to have left Beijing later, and there were no so-called revelations on Weibo.

On the fifth day after leaving Chengdu, the legendary Odile, the first kill of the Eternal Group Taiwan server, came out, and Tang Zhuojian left a message for Cold.

To [Cold]: Husband is awesome!

Stone sinks into the sea.

For Tang Zhuojian, the biggest gain from this trip to Beijing is that he learned a lot of knowledge about singing and acting from Wei Qing, and even met many stars that he would never even think about.

"I especially want to praise you with four words."

After half a month of intense rehearsals, the day before the finals, Wei Qing took his band and Tang Zhuojian out for dinner.

"What?" Tang Zhuojian asked, after getting along day and night for half a month, they are not as unfamiliar as they were at the beginning, and the few people are more casual.

"Extraordinary talent." Wei Qing paused every word.

Tang Zhuojian smiled politely: "Thank you, Mr. Wei."

"Your biggest problem is that the singing style is not big, but it is determined by your timbre. With such a distinctive timbre, you are destined to sing a lot of unconventional songs. You are suitable for Ambient, Soul and the like, like Jazz and Funk. This kind is difficult to control, BossaNova can also try it." Wei Qing said.

"it is good."

Wei Qing appreciates Tang Zhuojian, appreciates his temperament, especially the moment when he stands on the stage, he has no distractions.

"Nowadays celebrities even have to pack their temperament. Is this temperament innate to you?" Wei Qing teased him, and several people beside him laughed.

Tang Zhuojian was not embarrassed either, and nodded generously: "Maybe, it's better to have a natural temperament." A new wave of laughter arose.

Wei Qing laughed enough, coughed twice and said slowly: "At that time, the stars were all alone, but not now, and the stars who just came out now have to be 'de-civilized', for example, allocating 1000 800, [-] million are used for your consumption, let you live in the most expensive hotel, wear the most expensive clothes, ride in the most expensive car, enjoy the most noble treatment, wash off your civilian temperament, haha, you No need, you graduated!"

As they spoke, several people were echoing.

There was a performance the next day, and none of them stayed too late. After eight o'clock, they said goodbye and went back to the hotel.

Tang Zhuo saw that Bie Han was already there when he went back, and he was told that the semi-finals were over, and he just went to check and export in the last few days.

Ma Yi was even better. He had nothing to do for half a month. He directly invited friends he knew in Beijing to climb the Great Wall.

"Is there any problem tomorrow?" Bie Han asked Tang Zhuo Jian.

This made Tang Zhuojian very unhappy, he squinted at Bie Han: "What do you mean? I have let you down before on stage?"

"That's right." Bie Han smiled, rounding up his arrogance.

In the finals, the champions of various styles gathered together to sing, and the evaluation was carried out according to the normal process, the judges' scores, public evaluation and online voting.

Tang Zhuojian swiped Weibo, it seems that this show is still very hot, the hot searches are still high, and the official account of the show also reposted several digits of comments.

After the opening harmony ended, Tang Zhuowian came down to touch up his makeup, change his clothes, and waited for the chorus with Wei Qing during the intermission.

Bie Han: [Are you nervous? ]

Tang Zhuojian swiped through WeChat, and quickly sent back to Bie Han: [You're not here, why am I nervous? ]

Bie Han: [So the show I was on before, were you nervous? ]

"Damn it!" Tang Zhuojian scolded, why did he say this!

Tang Zhuojian: […]

Tang Zhuojian: [No. ]

Bie Han: [Oh, I see, so why are you nervous? ]

Tang Zhuojian: [Everyone said they were not nervous!Can we change the subject? ]

Bie Han: [Oh, escape. ]

Tang Zhuojian: […]

Tang Zhuojian: [Zhu Qunfei and the others all said that you are a jerk, I didn't believe it, but now I do. ]

Bie Han: [Do you think I cheated on you?No, if I slap you, you may have deleted my friend. ]

Tang Zhuojian: [? ]

Tang Zhuojian: [I have such a glass heart? ]

Bie Han: [Who knows?You have many weaknesses, and you can easily be killed. ]

Tang Zhuowian rolled his eyes: [Yes, I'm a fool. ]

Bie Han: [Maybe it's a barbell? ]

Tang Zhuojian: […]

Tang Zhuojian: [Mutual deletion thank you. ]

Bie Han: [Look, don't you have a glass heart? ]

Tang Zhuojian: [smiles]

Tang Zhuojian: [On the first day of the day after tomorrow, go back to Chengdu and go to the temple. ]

Bie Han: [Go to the temple?how?Monk audition? ]

Tang Zhuojian: [Damn you! ! ! ]

Seeing that it was the first time Tang Zhuo scolded Bie Han so violently and nakedly, he felt relieved after scolding, and added another sentence: [I'm sorry, I scolded you, I don't regret it, I loved you, goodbye! ]

Bie Han: […]

Okfine, come back a round.