Chapter 44 "You have to take care of yourself"

The last day of the third concert was a sunny day.

The sky was dazzling and blue, and the midday sun had a burning orange-yellow, like the color of metal close to a flame.

Fans gathered in groups at the entrance of the studio building, all carrying large and small bags on their bodies, with slight sweat stains on their faces, which were left in the open air waiting for the security check.

When Yuan Yuan arrived at the scene, it was already near the opening. He entered the venue with the QR code he received in the morning. The tickets were obtained from random places. The attitude was very insistent, Yuan Yuan had no choice but to agree.

"You don't need to do anything else, just see how he's doing, come back and tell us." He left a casual sentence and disappeared.

Yuan Yuan took the voting machine and walked into the audience area with a cat.

"Where are you now?" Yuan Yuan patted the fan standing at the front and asked in a low voice.

The other party shook his head and looked confused: "I don't know, it seems that I voted directly."

"How to vote?" Yuan Yuan played with the machine in his hand, as if he didn't quite understand, "Want to ask Bai Yan's vote?"

The other party gave her a sideways glance and said, "He walked away."

"Ah?" Yuan Yuan was stunned.

"Yesterday, Sui Yi recommended him to enter the finals." The fan with a few sparkling pigtails on his head showed a disdainful expression: "I don't know what he is doing today."

Yuan Yuan glanced at her, pretended not to hear, and looked at Bai Yan's position on the stage.

Bai Yan and several other players sat in the promotion area on the far right, their heads bowed slightly, their expressions were mostly covered, and they didn't look relaxed.

Yuan Yuan pondered for a while, and from her not too deep understanding of Bai Yan, she felt his entanglement and depression, and then spread out a little more, and she could read a wry smile from his empty expression.

She took out her mobile phone and followed and reported it in real time.

[Yuanyuan: I saw him. ]

[Yuanyuan: Lao Bai was recommended for the finals. ]

[Yuanyuan: It doesn't look very happy, why did this random walk him? ]

[Yuanyuan: The two of them must have had a festival. Is this casual humiliation? ! ! ! ]

The message went out smoothly and received no reply.

Yuan Yuan changed positions a few times and couldn't let Bai Yan hear her voice, so she had to give up.

Another girl with glowing braids touched her arm and asked tentatively, "Who are you a fan of?"

"Bai Yan." Yuan Yuan said angrily.

"Hey! Then can you vote for my family?" the girl asked in a good voice.

"Who is it?" Yuan Yuan asked her.

"Yi Shengqing, you can choose number eight in a while." The girl's tone was very soft, and she came over to help her choose the number, "Thank you, thank you."

"...It's okay." Yuan Yuan was stunned for a moment, and looked embarrassed, and put his finger on the voting button.

There was a sudden burst of noise in the back row. The snoring mixed with the crying was extremely penetrating, and spread across most of the studio to the front row.

Yuan Yuan turned around with everyone, and saw that the security guard was pulling a girl's arm and pulling it out.

The girl only had a small fan in her hand, and the blue veins on the back of her palm bulged slightly. She struggled as hard as the fan coordinator with her work card stood beside her, looking very impatient.

Fans leave at 8 pm, and there will be no spectators when the elimination list is announced.

The program planner calls this isolation, and the audience of the program cannot be discouraged by watching their favorite idols eliminated, so such a link is set up.

The director team smugly said this design in last week's tidbits, and was sent to a hot topic by the anger of the blockbuster.

Until the end of the recording, Bai Yan was wandering like he was in the first performance. Yuan Yuan circled around the stage like chasing a kite for several times, but was unable to speak to him.

She stood at the stop at the door waiting for the bus, her teeth chattered by the night wind, and she took out her mobile phone to read the news tremblingly.

Casually sent her a message: "...What's wrong with the walk?"

Yuan Yuan gritted his teeth under the stop sign: "However I feel, it's just not right, and I'm always afraid that others will scold him."

"Rank is more important than reputation." The casual tone was cold, "How is he doing today?"

"I don't have much energy, I feel tired." Yuan Yuan said truthfully.

"Yuanyuan, then you come to confirm what's in the Xiaobai group." Casually seemed to hesitate for a while, then typed: "If you want, you can do his promotion in the future."

"What?" Yuan Yuan was stunned.

"After that, Xiao Chen in the group will no longer care about Xiao Bai's affairs. If it is inconvenient for you, you can help him watch it for a while, and I will arrange someone else."

The bus stopped slowly, and the spectators who had been frozen into a ball under the platform filed in. Yuan Yuan came back to his senses and squeezed into the crowd to get on the bus.

The car was heated, the lights were not turned on, and the drowsy atmosphere filled the entire compartment.

Yuan Yuan's stiff fingers came over a little, and replied casually: "Lao Bai and I were originally from the same company, of course that's fine."

The car drove out of the broadcast base and moved forward on the unstable provincial road.

"But sister, when are you going to control him?" Yuan Yuan asked directly, "He will definitely not debut, do you still want to spend money to promote him?"

After speaking, she felt a little weird in her tone. Yuan Yuan grabbed her phone and explained, "Sister! That's not what I meant! I just think that as a fan, I also have my own life. You can't always control him. He doesn't know us now. In this way, if he finds out, he will definitely not let you do this."

"Why?" the other side asked.

"Old Bai won't owe others favors. People who treat him well must have his consent before they can treat him well." Yuan Yuan's thoughts were distracted: "When the game is over, he will definitely say something about me."

"Will not."

The familiar and strange feeling came out again, and Yuan Yuan hesitated for a moment.

"I'll try my best, I can always take care of him." New news jumped out from the opposite side.

For some reason, Yuan Yuan sighed from the bottom of her heart. She wanted to ask what she was thinking, but she didn't know how to say it. After thinking about it, she left the chat box with Casual, and saw the note she gave her earlier: Rich woman /women entrepreneur/baby mom/whatever.

Several new messages popped up in Bai Yan's publicity group. Yuan Yuan opened it and found that there was no one in the group. More than a dozen new Reuters photos were sent out, and as usual, she circled her casually.

Yuan Yuan waited for a while, and then said ok in the group without seeing anything casual.

There are good reasons for Sui Yi not to participate in the semi-final elimination recording. An international brand business event invited him temporarily, and it was held in Shanghai that night.

Xiao Chen was busy in his busy schedule, carefully confirmed various contents, and temporarily asked the director for leave.

Chen Xiaolong's attitude was very good, he happily agreed, and euphemistically expressed his desire to let Suiyi promote only2019 in brand activities.

"Well, okay, thank you Director!" Xiao Chen said blankly, his tone was very eager.

Sui Yi rested on the sofa, raised her head indifferently, and covered her face with her mask.

The waiting room was very quiet, and the fruit plate and coffee on the side had not been touched.

Xiao Chen flipped through a few pages and received a call from the police station. She glanced at Sui Yi, who was not asleep but did not respond, and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window to connect.

"Are you the president of this fan support club called Yi Shengqing?" On the other end of the receiver was an old policeman.

"I am, what's wrong?" Xiao Chen covered the microphone.

The policeman's attitude was very good: "That's right, there is a little girl who bought a liar's ticket, sneaked into the scene and was discovered by the security guard. There was a dispute at the scene, and both sides took action, and now they are sent to the police station. He came, and he refused to tell us his name."

She held her breath, waiting for the other person to speak.

"She doesn't seem to be an adult. She refuses to tell us her name, and she can't contact her parents. She only leaves your phone number." The police raised the volume. "Can you come here?"

It took Xiao Chen a long time to react: "I'm not in Qinhuangdao now, can you give her the phone easily?"

"Eh, okay."

The little girl answered the phone crying, called Xiao Chen her sister, and reported her online name. Xiao Chen recognized her as a student who had not yet entered high school.

"Hey, it's okay, don't cry first." Xiao Chen suppressed her voice to comfort her.

Sui Yi opened his eyes and looked at her, expressionless.

"Are you injured?" Seeing that he was awake, Xiao Chen simply said loudly: "Did the police take you to the hospital?"

"I've been to the hospital."

"Then you quickly call your parents and ask them to pick you up, okay?" Xiao Chen said patiently.

The little girl's cry became heavier: "No way, they will kill me."

Xiao Chen was at a loss for words. He heard the police talking about her in the background, and the children were making trouble.

"Then you came alone?" Xiao Chen changed his mind, "Are there any other sisters who came with you, from a nearby university?"

The little girl cried and said no, and Xiao Chen stood there with a numb scalp after hearing this.

"Sister, can you come and pick me up, there seems to be a reporter outside, I'm so scared." The little girl seemed to be about to collapse and cried louder and louder.

Xiao Chen stood for a while with a dignified face, and Sui Yi's voice sounded from behind: "If you are in a hurry, you can go."

"..." Xiao Chen turned his head, showing a very speechless expression.

Suiyi tilted her head and looked serious: "I feel it is an important matter. There is a driver on the scene, it doesn't matter."

Xiao Chen pursed his lips and did not speak. He glanced at him: "Is there something wrong with the program team?"

"Boss." After Xiao Chen shouted, he felt that the atmosphere had changed a bit. "I think I still have to go over there. There are too many media at the scene, and I'm afraid they will scribble."

"Let's go." Sui Yi smiled and suddenly became relaxed again, "The show is important."

Xiao Chen watched him for a while, and without thinking too much, he opened the software to book a flight.

The night the recording ended was fine, and although the temperature dropped with the night, the moonlight was exceptionally clear, melting the thick gray clouds.

The advanced and eliminated players were stuffed into the bus together, and the bus only took three minutes to reach the dormitory area.

Bai Yan was a little sleepy, and followed the flow of people in, while the contestant manager sent out his cell phone at the door with a sullen face.

The dormitory area has entered the unique silence after the elimination recording, and several players with very calm expressions have already started to pack their bags.

Bai Yan slowly pushed the box back to the bottom of the bed, and sat on the bed for a while.

My ankles don't hurt so much anymore, and only used a little of the spray on the side of the pillow.

He entered a strange imagination, and always felt that everything around him was his imagination, and suddenly he became the squad leader's suiyi, as well as the spray can that he could actually hold in his hand.

The phone lit up, and Sui Yi's message popped up in the chat box that had already cleared the record.

[sy1: Is the recording over? ]

Bai Yan broke free from his nervous state: "It's over."

[sy1: I just finished too. ]

After Suiyi finished speaking, he sent him a photo of him taking a selfie in front of the half-person-height makeup mirror. Only Suiyi was alone in the dressing room reflected in the mirror.

He was wearing a specially tailored grey suit with a white shirt and a black turtleneck bottoming shirt, wrapped tightly and smiling in the mirror.

[Bai: ... why? ]

[sy1: I thought you wanted to watch. ]

Bai Yan stopped talking, licked his lips and glanced again, and calmly nodded to save.

[sy1: Xiaobai, call me. ]

Sui Yi's voice sounded very hoarse, completely different from the tone in the chat box. It was impossible to tell whether it was tired or something else. Bai Yan suddenly realized that this was his habit of disguising. When he was tired, he would not let others know that he was tired and angry. Time not to let others feel his anger.

Bai Yan wrapped tightly the coat issued by the program team, stood in the corner of the rooftop sheltered from the wind, and asked him in a soft voice, "Where are you today?"

"In Shanghai." Sui Yi's voice was low, and the breath of his words seemed to hit his ears.

"Oh." Bai Yan muffled, "Why are you going to Shanghai?"

"Make money by being handsome." Sui Yi replied, "How about you, are you tired today?"

"Just stand and do nothing." Bai Yan hesitated for a few seconds, "Why did you give me the only card..."

Suiyi closed her eyes, as if she was very useful to Bai Yan's coquetry, and said the only card like a rare treasure: "I said before that I would give it to you."

Bai Yan was silent again, looking up at the moon.

The incomplete moon is a little dim, casting only a faint light, the invisible sea is still dark, and the shadow of the distant mountains is like a monster showing its fangs, opening its mouth to eat everything.

Bai Yan changed the subject and asked him, "Are you tired?"

"Yeah!" Sui Yi replied half-jokingly.

The other end of the phone was quiet for a while, Bai Yan's voice was very soft, and there was a faint worry in his tone: "Then can you take care of yourself? You have to take good care of yourself. I feel like I can't help you with anything."

The voice in the handset of the mobile phone gradually faded, and the surroundings returned to silence again. After suffering for two days, sat in a makeshift dressing room with poor air all over body, and couldn't help but feel a sore nose.