After Yu Qinghuan publicly said on the road show that he had someone he liked, his friends all sweated for him.
Many fans have an exclusive desire for idols. They simply cannot accept the fact that idols are in love or marriage. Not only will they lose their fans, but they may even step back.
But miraculously, what they feared did not happen.
Seeing the roadshow video uploaded by the official blog, most of Yu Qinghuan's fans felt strangely relieved.
"I'm really happy for Qing Huan. I've been alone for so many years. I'll be happy when I have someone I like."
"As long as Qinghuan is happy, I don't object to anyone I like!"
"I don't know if that person knows Qinghuan's thoughts. I hope she likes Qinghuan too. I pray that God will make Qinghuan's relationship smoother."
"I feel sorry for Qinghuan, and I always wanted someone to come into his life and take care of him instead of his parents. Now that person has appeared. To be honest, I am a little sad, but more of a support. As long as Qinghuan is well, that's enough. ."
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This is thanks to Yu Qinghuan's insistence that he did not follow the route of traffic niche, so his fans are basically not girlfriend fans. Therefore, even if the relationship is exposed, it will not affect him that much.
"Fortunately, there was no major trouble." Huo Rong put down his phone and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
As the boss, he actually doesn't like actors like Yu Qinghuan who privately announce their feelings without consulting the company. But, there is no way, who let the other party be his own brother.
Looking at the entertainment industry, there are very few men and women who fall in love, let alone two men.
If Yu Qinghuan could do this, he really put his younger brother at the top of his heart.
Huo Rong glanced at Huo Qu with some envy, and sighed secretly in his heart, this is probably the stupid blessing of the legendary fool.
"San'er, don't look at your phone." Huo Rong came back to his senses. Seeing that Huo Qu was staring at his phone all morning, he couldn't help but say to him, "Be careful with your bad eyes."
Yu Qinghuan wasn't at home these few days, and his mother said whatever, and finally persuaded Huo Qu to let him go home this weekend. But who knows, when Huo Qu came back, he either held his two broken fish or looked down at his phone.
Huo Rong frowned, when did his brother become an internet addict
Huo Qu ignored him, still staring at the phone screen without moving away.
Huo Rong was helpless, so he walked over and pushed him, "I told you not to watch it, did you hear it?" When he got closer, he realized that Huo Qu was watching the video of Yu Qinghuan's roadshow.
"Why are you looking at Yu Qinghuan himself every day and watching his videos?"
"Ah..." The three words "Yu Qinghuan" finally pulled Huo Qu's attention back. He smiled shyly, and said a little embarrassedly: "But Qinghuan is not by my side now."
Huo Rong didn't understand: "So what? Isn't he coming back in a week?" As for thinking of this level
"But he's not here these days," Huo Qu was very stubborn. He reached out and touched Yu Qinghuan's smiling face on the screen, his eyes were full of sweetness: "I want to see him every day."
Huo Rong: "..."
I don't know why, but I suddenly felt heartbroken.
The roadshow schedule of "Life and Death" is very compact. Yu Qinghuan and the others will travel to thirteen key cities across the country within two weeks, from the southernmost to the northernmost.
At the beginning of May, the temperature difference between the north and the south was still very large, and the road show was too tiring, so the crew began to get sick one after another. In the beginning, there were only a few people, but in the end, it has become a common phenomenon, and even Zhao Qingyuan was unfortunately shot.
Yu Qinghuan took his temperature and it had risen to thirty-eight degrees.
In fact, it can only be regarded as a low-grade fever, but Zhao Qingyuan almost jumped up from the bed in horror, "Damn! Why is the temperature so high? Sun! There will be a road show tomorrow night! This is the rhythm of killing people!"
"Don't make a fuss." Yu Qinghuan put down the thermometer and pushed him back to the bed, "I'll cook you a bowl of ginger soup, drink it and sweat."
"I don't drink it!" Zhao Qingyuan shook his head as soon as he heard the words Jiang Tang.
Not to mention drinking ginger soup, even if there is a little too much ginger in the stir-fry, he can't stand it!
"Why don't you try it?" Yu Qinghuan threw a knife in the eye, "I'll give you double the amount of ginger."
Hearing this, Zhao Qingyuan immediately became hopeless, he shrank his shoulders in horror, and even his voice became quieter, "Okay, okay, I'll just drink it, don't you double it for me?"
Yu Qinghuan snorted, poured him a glass of warm water and put it on the head of the bed, then went back to his room.
Because a lot of people in the crew are sick these days, so Jiang is a standing item, and it is not difficult to get.
Yu Qinghuan cut ginger with a fruit knife, then boiled a pot of ginger soup with an electric kettle, staring at Zhao Qingyuan and drank a large bowl.
"Don't play with your phone." Yu Qinghuan took the phone away from him, and wrapped him tightly with the quilt, "Don't get out when you're bored, just sweat."
"Understood." Zhao Qingyuan's voice came out from the quilt, and the urn sounded angrily.
He has made many friends, but he is the first to take care of him like Yu Qinghuan.
Although he disliked Jiang Tang's unpleasantness, disliked the stuffiness of the quilt, and disliked Yu Qinghuan for not letting him play with his mobile phone. But the feeling of being cared by his friends made his heart warm.
It's just that he is eccentric, and he clearly accepts Yu Qinghuan's affection, but he wants to be mean, "Qinghuan, I think you are quite suitable for being a kindergarten teacher."
"Oh," Yu Qinghuan glanced at the large cocoon on the bed, and said coldly, "I'm not taking care of the giant baby right now."
Giant Baby Zhao Qingyuan: "..."
Zhao Qingyuan's physical fitness is good. After covering his sweat, the heat quickly subsided, and he looks more energetic than anyone else. On the contrary, it was Yu Qinghuan. After returning that night, something was wrong.
I always feel dry mouth, even if I keep drinking water, there is still skin on my lips.
"This city is too dry," Yu Qinghuan put down the water glass and licked his lips.
"No, I think it's quite humid." Yu Xin looked at him in confusion, "The humidity in the air today is over seventy percent."
Yu Qinghuan was stunned, "Really? But I just feel thirsty."
Yu Xin didn't take it seriously, just thought he was really thirsty, and even reminded him: "Drink less water at night, or you will wake up tomorrow morning with edema, which will not look good when photographed by reporters."
Yu Qinghuan nodded and put down the cup obediently.
Who knows, in the middle of the night, Yu Qinghuan began to have a fever, and her body temperature soared to thirty-nine degrees.
There was no antipyretic around him, and he was too embarrassed to wake up Yu Xin for such a trivial matter. It happened that there was still a lot of ginger soup left for Zhao Qingyuan in the afternoon, so he went to heat it up, poured most of the pot, and became obsessed again. Dazedly fell asleep.
He thought he was young, and the first resistance was over. I didn't expect to wake up the next morning, not only with pain all over my body, but even a little dizzy in my head.
He measured it with a thermometer, and instead of dropping the temperature, it had risen to thirty-nine degrees four.
But there was no time for him to rest, and the crew was about to leave for Nancheng. Yu Xin was angry and worried, so he hurried to the pharmacy to buy two antipyretics and let him swallow.
Liu Jiaan was also worried when he saw how sick he looked. He wanted to send him to the hospital immediately when he arrived in Nancheng, but when he showed his boarding pass, the always cautious Yu Qinghuan couldn't find his ID card.
Yu Xin rummaged through his body and luggage, but couldn't find it, so he guessed that it should have landed in the hotel.
Yu Qinghuan's own things have always been well organized, so Yu Xin never asked, who would have known that he was confused today and made such a mistake.
The hotel they stayed at this time was far from the airport, and even if they found their ID cards immediately and then turned back, I'm afraid they wouldn't be able to catch the flight.
"The others will go first. Qing Huan and Yu Xin should change their bookings. The next flight will be at 2 o'clock in the afternoon. If it takes off normally, it will not delay the road show at night." Liu Jiaan frowned for a while, and finally came up with a solution method.
"I'm sorry, Director Liu," Yu Qinghuan kept apologizing, "I've caused you trouble, I'll be there as soon as possible."
Liu Jiaan was quite annoyed at first, but when he saw that his burning eyes were red, and he couldn't bear it, he could only say: "It's okay, get your ID card back and talk about it."
Yu Qinghuan nodded and was about to return to the hotel with Yu Xin when Zhao Qingyuan suddenly walked out, "I'm not leaving, I'm not worried about Qinghuan's appearance."
"Nonsense!" Liu Jiaan scolded him with a sullen face, not agreeing at all.
Although Yu Qinghuan is very popular now, he is not as good as Zhao Qingyuan after all. If he is late or delayed, fans will be angry, but nothing major will happen.
But Zhao Qingyuan is different. Anyone can be without him in their roadshow, but they cannot be without him.
However, Zhao Qingyuan was a stubborn donkey, and no matter who said it would not leave, he insisted that he would accompany Yu Qinghuan here.
"The weather is normal now. The plane will definitely take off normally at two o'clock in the afternoon. It will be able to arrive at Nancheng properly before five o'clock, and the roadshow will not be delayed at all."
Zhao Qingyuan is not random and willful. He handed the phone to Liu Jiaan, "Uncle Liu, don't worry, I won't make fun of such a serious matter."
Liu Jiaan can get angry at anyone, but he can't be hard on Zhao Qingyuan. Being overwhelmed by his soft and hard bubbles, he finally agreed to let him stay.
In the morning, Yu Qinghuan's cold got worse. Tears kept pouring out without saying a word, and she kept sneezing.
Fortunately, the ID card did land in the hotel. As soon as they went, the front desk returned the ID card. Only then did Zhao Qingyuan and Yu Xin squeeze out a little time to send Yu Qinghuan to the hospital for an injection.
The medicine Yu Qinghuan used had sleeping ingredients in it, and he had been sleeping since boarding the plane. After landing, Yu Xin had a lot of energy to wake him up.
"I said I can't delay," Zhao Qingyuan looked at the time after getting off the plane, and said to Yu Qinghuan, while dialing Liu Jiaan's number.
The phone was connected as soon as it rang. Before Zhao Qingyuan could speak, Liu Jiaan's complicated voice came from there, "Qingyuan, are you in Nancheng now?"
"It's here," Zhao Qingyuan said proudly: "How about it, I'll say I can catch up with the road show."
Liu Jiaan sighed when he heard the words: "You can catch up, but we can't."
Zhao Qingyuan was taken aback: "What?"
Liu Jiaan: "When our plane was about to take off, it suddenly leaked oil, and now the entire flight is stranded at the airport. I originally wanted to call you, but who knew that the mobile phone was squeezed out while running out of the plane. , I can't remember your number again, and when you finally get your phone back, you've already boarded the plane."
Zhao Qingyuan: "..."
I didn't expect them to have such an ups and downs story in just a few hours!
Liu Jiaan sighed again, "Fortunately, you insisted on staying at the time, otherwise today's roadshow would be ruined. I've already said hello to the organizer, you and Qing Huan will be on top tonight."
"...I see." Zhao Qingyuan said a few more words to him before hanging up.
Yu Qinghuan was sitting next to him, and Liu Jiaan was very loud, so he could hear the content of their conversation clearly.
Just as he was about to discuss with Zhao Qingyuan what to do next, Zhao Qingyuan suddenly moved to his side and said with emotion, "You are really a living koi."
Yu Qinghuan: "…"
Only the two of them came from the crew, not to mention the stylist. Fortunately, Zhao Qingyuan knew a lot of people, so he urgently borrowed a styling team from elsewhere.
"Qinghuan, don't go on stage if you're not feeling well." Even after the injection, Yu Qinghuan still had a fever.
Zhao Qingyuan couldn't help looking at the pale face at this time, "I can do it alone, Uncle Liu will definitely understand."
After a pause, he added: "And if we all took that flight, I'm afraid we won't be able to get through alone now, so don't hold on."
"It's okay." Yu Qinghuan replied to him, reached out to call the makeup artist, and motioned him to put on his makeup a little more so as not to look sick.
"Are you stupid?" Zhao Qingyuan leaned into his ear, "Don't wear makeup even if you go on stage! Don't be afraid of being ugly, just go on like this, and let fans and the media see how difficult it is for you."
"No," Yu Qinghuan shook his head, "Huo Qu has been watching the video of the road show, I'm afraid he will be worried."