sinovels Chapter 25 Meow Meow Meow
Chapter 25 Meow Meow Meow
Headache.
Sore throat, cold.
Fang Huai was rarely sick before.
The water and soil in the mountains support people. He liked to run around when he was a child. His physical strength and health are good, and he rarely even catches a cold.On the contrary, among the several animals he raised, one of them was very weak and sickly, not only blind, but also deaf. Fang Huai woke up to see it every morning, worried that it would die.
His health is very good, much better than Fang Jianguo.
Until a month into the city.
In fact, every cell of Fang Huai is repelling many things here, this is not the life he is familiar with.But he was forcing himself to accept it, forcing himself to fit into their rhythm of life.
Unfamiliarity and incompatibility piled up, brewing a vigorous acclimatization.
Fang Huai curled up in a daze, his eyes were tightly closed, and every breath was very difficult and heavy.There was a faint layer of red on the porcelain white skin, the boy's forehead and the tip of his nose were sweating, but shivering from the cold.
"I want to go home."
He curled up into a ball, his eyelashes trembling slightly, and fell into one long nightmare after another.
"Fang Jianguo, I want to go home."
The indoor air conditioner has obviously been adjusted to the optimum level, but it is still very cold in summer.Even the lightest duvet was horribly heavy on the body.
It has been more than a month since Fang Jianguo passed away, and countless memory fragments have flooded one by one.He stood in the crowd, but suddenly he was very lonely.He is loved by many people, but a certain corner of his heart is empty, and he can only keep pushing himself.
The air sticks up, like water flooding his mouth and nose, moist layer after layer——
Until he was held in his arms.
There was a bit of moisture in that embrace, like the cold cedar fragrance, and the movements were a little clumsy, as if he was not familiar with it.The man hesitated for a moment, then gently reached out and patted his back, then patted his head.
"I want to go home." The boy who was in a daze from the fever muttered.
When people are sick, they will inexplicably become stubborn and fragile.
"Fang Jianguo."
Fang Huai's clean and clear voice was a little nasal.
The memory went back to the time when he felt the most secure, and brought the people who had left long ago back to him again.
"Fang Jianguo, are you there?"
Fang Huai asked again, this time with a little panic in his voice.
The man was silent for a long time.
Finally, he sighed and compromised:
"I'm here."
The voice is very pleasant, deep and mellow, originally a cold voice, but it is smudged by the water vapor to give off an endless gentle meaning.
The tense back of the boy finally relaxed.
Someone kissed him lightly on the forehead.
That kiss was a little clumsy, unskilled, and soft.After the man finished this, he lowered his eyes, his ears were slightly hot, and repeated in a low voice:
"I am always here."
"I won't go."
"Unless you...don't want to see me."
Fang Huai gave a low hum.
After taking the medicine and taking his body temperature, the drowsiness caused by the medicine hit him little by little, but his heart didn't seem to be on the ground yet, and he didn't dare to sleep.
"Are you really Fang Jianguo?" the boy asked in a daze.
"..."
The man coughed twice, and said vaguely:
"Yes."
"Sing me a song, I want to hear it, can you?" Fang Huai asked again.
That person: "..."
He knows many things.
But...not including singing.
long silence.
"Ok?"
The young man raised his eyelids slightly, and a pair of misty light amber eyes looked at him blankly.
"..."
"What do you want to hear?" the man asked with some difficulty.
Fang Huai said the title of a song.
Another long time passed.
Some crappy singing voices sounded low, even a little out of tune, from the articulation to the rhythm are not quite right.
But surprisingly, Fang Huai calmed down a little bit in the singing, and his breathing gradually became steady.
He fell asleep.
The cedar-scented embrace surrounded him, and he was gradually immersed in a dream, as if he had returned to a winter long ago.
That winter morning, Fang Jianguo hummed while cooking outside the window while the snow was piling up outside the window.
The little boy hugged a fluffy, lying on the bed and sleeping late.The fish kept in the glass tank kissed his forehead through the glass.
Even time is gentle.
The next day, the final of "Stellar Light".
It's a sunny day.
On the rest day, at seven or eight o'clock, the city has not yet woken up, and the old man walks slowly across the street with his dog.The staff unfolded the huge poster.
"Today, touch the light of the stars. - "Stellar Light" Finalist."
This one-month draft is about to come to an end on this day.From one hundred people who passed the audition at the beginning to forty people, half of them were screened out in the preliminary round, and only eight people were left in the final.
Up to now, Fang Huai is the No. 2 player in total score, but the gap between him and No.[-] Lu Yu is not that big.
Lu Yu's previous character design collapsed, but after all, it is impossible to directly deprive him of his qualifications, and the chassis is still there.Lost a lot of fans, but the team is desperately marketing, with a fluke mentality.After all, Fang Huai's dance is so weak, it is not impossible for Lu Yu to take the first place.
If you take the first place, the weight will be different.
How many people came out of the first place in the draft.Black material is not a thing these days, heat and popularity are the right to speak.
The finals started in the evening and were broadcast live on TV and Jinjiang live station at the same time, but the contestants arrived almost in the morning and rehearsals began.
Shi Feiran knew it was not good when he woke up.
... Fang Huai couldn't get through the phone.
He knocked on the door for a long time, and finally asked the security guard to get a spare key to open the door. There was no one in the house, and a glass of water was broken on the ground.
Shi Feiran panicked for a moment, almost thinking that something happened to Fang Huai.Fortunately, he soon received a call from Secretary Ye Yuyuan:
"Don't worry, Mr. Fang just has a fever. Mr. Ye took him to see a doctor yesterday."
"Oh." Shi Feiran nodded, the big stone in his heart just fell to the ground, and he lifted it up again, "I have a fever, are you okay?"
The secretary hesitated for a while, and said:
"I haven't woken up yet, and I still have a low fever."
In fact, injections are better, but Mr. Ye was afraid that Fang Huai would move around during the injection and hurt himself, so in the end he just took the medicine and waited until he fell asleep before taking the injection.
Still have a low fever.
A few minutes later, Shi Feiran hung up the phone with a solemn expression.
Let alone Fang Huai's illness, even if he is not ill, I don't know if his dance is okay... The dance teacher told him exaggeratedly that Fang Huai practiced very well, but Shi Feiran couldn't believe it.
Coupled with the current illness, the state must have declined, and the possibility of winning the championship is almost negligible.
It is definitely not good for his body to participate in the competition in this state.
ten o'clock in the morning.
The seven contestants except Fang Huai have all arrived at the final venue and are rehearsing.
A girl posted a Weibo.
"@怀怀是我的小喜头: What to do, Huaihuai seems to have a fever!! Looking at the photos, the other seven contestants have arrived. I called to ask the staff, and he vaguely told I'm sick."
【I got sick?Zai Zai all right QAQ Is it serious? 】
[What to do, the final will be tonight! ! !I'm crazy, Zai Zai has been preparing for so long! ! ! 】
【Physicality is important. Before Huaihuai, I forced myself too hard. QAQ I think the competition is second. If the state is really bad, just abstain. 】
【Keke, pretend to be sick.Anyway, it's impossible to be the champion if you dance so badly, so it's better to make up a reason to abstain. 】
At this moment, almost all of Fang Huai's fans were panicked, panicked and distressed, and there were still people who dared to hit the gun.
Since being splashed with dirty water before, they have paid attention to their words and deeds, but they are not easy to bully Baozi - the one who made sarcastic remarks and malicious speculation was quickly torn out of the two streets by fans, and he was as quiet as a chicken.
But everyone's worries are getting deeper and deeper.
Fang Huai does not have to win the championship.After the third round, everyone also found that Fang Huai's dancing was really weak.
But Fang Huai's efforts are seen in everyone's heart.
He didn't specifically complain, and he never told anyone about his difficulties.But usually I can fall asleep while eating, and I am so tired that I doze off while doing basic leg presses, and the words I talk in my sleep are memorizing lyrics, but I turn around and tell my fans with a smile that I am not tired at all.
His progress in dancing is not obvious, but he has indeed improved a little bit. I don't know how much sweat he used to build it up.
[I really want his efforts to be seen by others. 】
【Huaihuai is not the kind of person who gives up because he is doomed to fail. He is much stronger than you imagined. 】
[I like him not because he is excellent, but because he is worthy. 】
Fang Huai deserves to be liked.
It has nothing to do with his strength, just because he...
good enough.
After the third round of singing and dancing selection, Fang Huai actually suffered a lot of abuse.He became popular too fast, and once there is a trace of imperfection, it is easy to double the backlash—everyone has a heart of jealousy, and many people will think, since everyone is not so perfect, why are you so sought after by so many people?
He had a lot of pain, a lot of stress.
But never tell anyone.It's even a very easy thing to like him and follow him. He doesn't need fans to do anything for him, and he will even stand up and protect them as soon as something happens.
But his luck was really bad.
From the beginning to the present, every step I take is in hell mode, as if I have been being made things difficult by heaven.
"@怀怀冲鸭: Cubs come on, I'm trying to contact the program team to see if the finals can be postponed."
"@我忍喜欢她崔: Don't worry about Huaihuai, you can recover from your illness at ease, and we will do other things!"
"@怀怀是我的小甜心: Forward this Weibo and wish Huai Huai a speedy recovery, draw ten MAC lipsticks, and pray for my family @微博赛赛平台."
However, the time of the finals is not something that can be changed. Of course, the TV station has fixed the schedule and arranged the venue. How can it be postponed because one person is sick?Even if that person is one of the champion seeds.
Although that would miss a lot of highlights.
Some people in the program team even thought that it would be a good thing if Fang Huai didn't come. After all, if he came, he might fall even worse, so it would be better to lose like this.
Time passed little by little.
Fans arrived one by one, the seven contestants had already gone backstage to put on makeup, but Fang Huai still didn't show up.
After the VCR was played, the host announced the curtain, and the judges appeared one by one.
The appearance of the mysterious chief judge caused a commotion, followed by the appearance of the first contestant, and the atmosphere gradually reached a climax.
Fang Huai's fans had already arrived.
They gathered together, stubbornly holding up the light sign in the darkness, to remind everyone——
There is another player who did not show up. He worked very hard, and he should have his share of all the dazzling lights, applause, and cheers here.
His name is Fang Huai.