Gong Wangheng tried to squeeze out from among these reporters, but failed.
The school does not allow this type of people to enter, and we don’t know how they got in today.
Fortunately, it was not the end of the class, so there were not many students coming and going, and it did not cause any congestion.
A security guard who was patrolling the school happened to be driving slowly past in a patrol car. Gong Wangheng quickly called out to them, and the few people were then asked to leave by the security guard.
Gong Wangheng is already in his second year of graduate school. From elementary school to undergraduate studies, he did not spend many days actually studying in school, but after becoming a graduate student, the time he spent in school increased significantly.
He chose mathematics as his undergraduate major, and changed his major to biology in graduate school.
Now I am working on a project for a biological company with my supervisor. It is quite interesting. I have finally found the joy of studying in school.
He is the youngest but also the smartest of the mentor's subordinates.
However, it is much easier and simpler to get along with adults. Everyone has their own things to do and focuses more on themselves.
Moreover, his senior brothers and sisters around him did not target him because of his cold personality. On the contrary, they usually took good care of him.
When we walked out of the school gate, the driver was already waiting at the door. After getting in the car, Gong Wangheng said, "Let's go to xx Theater."
I looked at the time and thought it should still be in time.
I opened WeChat and saw several more messages from my baby.
Baby: [Why did you reply just now? I thought you had mutated while doing your experiment. I was wondering how I would save you if you had mutated.]
Baby: [I am so nervous today, my hands are shaking all the time and I can’t stop]
Baby: [My head is starting to feel dizzy. I’m really nervous. If I faint on stage, I’ll definitely become the most embarrassing contestant in the audience (ノへ￣、)]
Gong Wangheng quickly replied: [I was in the lab just now and my phone was off, so I didn’t see it]
Gong Wangheng: [It’s a little later than the expected end time, but I should be able to make it in time. I’m on my way.]
Gong Wangheng: [Don’t put too much pressure on yourself, just do what you can do]
But there was no reply from the little darling, and Gong Wangheng thought that he might have started preparing.
He urged the driver: "Hurry up a bit, the race will start soon."
But in the end it was too late. When Gong Wangheng arrived at the theater, the little baby had already started singing on stage. He found a seat in the back rows of the audience and sat down.
There weren't many people in the audience. The front row was filled with judges, the back rows were generally filled with parents, there were some ordinary audience members sitting scattered in the middle, and there was basically no one in the last few rows.
Therefore, Gong Wangheng was quite conspicuous when he sat down alone inside. The little darling on the stage saw him at a glance, and the two of them looked at each other.
The fourteen-year-old boy, wearing a well-tailored white suit, looked like a reserved and delicate young master from a distance.
Her hands moved along with the singing, and the fingers she stretched out were slender and white. This is how the little baby is, every part of her is so delicate.
Gong Wangheng watched his younger brother grow up, from a tiny little kid to the young boy he is now.
For a fourteen-year-old boy, 1.65 meters is not considered tall, but the little guy has a good body proportion and long legs, which gives the visual illusion that he is quite tall.
My appearance hasn't changed much. When I was a child, I looked like a peach. After so many years, I am still that peach.
Of course, she is not as childish as she was when she was a child. She has grown a lot now, but the baby fat on her face is still there, and that natural and fresh feeling seems to be engraved in her bones.
No matter how many years have passed, Gong Wangheng feels the same when he sees his younger brother, as if he has not grown up yet.
I don’t know how Uncle Gu and Uncle Bai raised him. He is obviously getting older, but he is becoming more and more spoiled and even more clingy than when he was a child.
He often felt that Uncle Gu and Uncle Bai were more like raising a little princess than a young master.
But today the "little princess" seemed to be in poor condition. Gong Wangheng had heard the little baby sing countless times. Being detail-oriented, he soon discovered that his brother's breathing was not right today and seemed a little more rapid than usual.
Because of the distance, observation takes more time. Gong Wangheng heard that his breath was not right, and then carefully checked other details.
His eyes seemed duller than usual, and his face was vaguely tired. Then he looked at the little baby's posture and gestures, and finally returned to the abnormal blush on both sides of his cheeks - based on his many years of experience with him, he judged that the little guy on the stage was having a fever.
No wonder he just sent a message saying that his hands were shaking badly and he felt dizzy today. Didn’t he ever think that he might be sick
Gong Wangheng silently added in his heart—just like when he was a child, his heart is still so big.
Gong Wangheng had heard him sing this song countless times and knew when it was almost over. When it was almost over, he walked out of the audience and went backstage.
The little baby had no idea that he had a fever and just thought he was too nervous.
After the song was finished, there was a buzzing noise in my head, my heart was beating fast, my hands were shaking and my legs were weak, and I didn't know how I walked to the backstage.
His parents didn't come today, so the teacher and the housekeeper accompanied him. When they saw him coming back, the housekeeper helped him sit down and handed him some water to drink: "Young Master, have a drink of water first."
The little baby sat down, drank some water, and his heartbeat slowly calmed down.
I was a little too nervous, but now that I've finally finished singing, I feel much better.
The housekeeper said, "Your performance today was also very good. I recorded it all and will play it for your father tonight."
“… When I was singing the high note just now, I felt like my heart was being pulled.” He rubbed his chest with his hands. “I was really afraid that I would faint on the stage, and I kept telling myself not to faint.”
"You are just too nervous today." The teacher said, "Actually, you don't have to be so nervous. You put too much pressure on yourself."
As he was speaking, Gong Wangheng pushed the door open.
The little baby was sitting at the door, watching him come in and shouting, "Wishful."
The little baby had a relaxed smile on his face and complained to him: "Brother, you are late today!"
Gong Wangheng’s eighteenth birthday had just passed, but he already looked like an adult.
His height quickly jumped to over 1.85 meters, and his aura was 2.8 meters, which clearly stated "keep away from strangers".
When he was little, he only knew that his brother was smart and wanted to play with him. When he grew up, Bai Yuan realized how good Gong Wangheng was, and he was getting better and better.
Not to mention that he is worth over 100 million yuan at a young age, he is also very smart and has skipped grades. He can easily learn anything he wants to learn. Even his graduate studies were recommended by cross-disciplinary tutors.
He is getting more and more handsome, with deep eye sockets and a high nose bridge. When he was a child, he thought his brother was like a little prince, but now his brother is actually a prince.
Even though I knew from childhood that my brother was taller than me, now that they were standing together, it was like buying one and getting one free.
Comparing yourself with others will only make you feel pissed. Alas, I won’t compare anymore.
Fortunately, this brother is his family, otherwise he would be so jealous.
Gong Wangheng walked up to him, looked at the little darling's slightly tired face, and asked, "Are you okay? Are you feeling unwell?"
After Bai Yuan stepped down, he actually became a bit stupid.
He didn't realize he had a fever, and was still relaxing after finally finishing the song: "... Hmm? I'm fine. I was very nervous just now, but now I'm fine. I'm just waiting for the results to come out."
But his brother reached out and touched his face.
From cheeks to forehead, my brother's palms are broad and thick, bigger than his face.
"elder brother… "
The little baby subconsciously tried to hide, but failed. His heartbeat suddenly accelerated and he couldn't breathe.
The little baby still wants to be close to his brother and play with him like he did when he was little, but it’s very strange now. Sometimes when he meets his brother, he will be like this. His heartbeat and breathing will not be under his control, as if they will stop at any time.
My brother quickly took his hand back and then sighed, as if helpless: "You have a fever, didn't you notice?"
"… ah?"
The little baby was confused, and the housekeeper and the teacher were all confused.
"Your forehead is so hot that you can fry an egg on it. Didn't any of you notice?"
Looking at the reactions of the three people in front of him, Gong Wangheng was glad that he came, otherwise his brother might have been burned silly.
Health is definitely more important than competition. The housekeeper reached out and touched it, and it was terribly hot. He didn't even bother to ask whether the results had made it into the finals, and he just wanted to take the baby to the hospital.
But the baby's situation is special. Birds' body temperature is higher than that of ordinary people. If he has a fever, we are afraid that the measured temperature will scare the doctor, so he will arrange for hospitalization as a seriously ill patient.
Gong Wangheng said: "Let's contact Uncle Bai first."
Uncle Bai can only take the baby to the hospital when he is free, and other doctors cannot be allowed to come into contact with the little bird that has a fever.
The housekeeper hurriedly dialed Bai Qingnian's phone. Fortunately, Bai Qingnian was free, so he asked them to send the baby over quickly.
The baby didn’t feel anything was wrong until he realized he had a fever. He suddenly felt weak, dizzy, and had difficulty breathing.
In the car, he felt dizzy and heavy in the head, and his neck could not support him. He could only lean on Gong Wangheng's shoulder: "It's so uncomfortable, I feel like my head is going to fall off."
Gong Wangheng also admired him. Even with the fever, he still insisted on going on stage, singing high notes, and saying that he was "fine".
"No wonder my hands were shaking so badly today, and I felt dizzy before going on stage." The little baby suddenly realized, "It turned out to be because of the fever."
Is now the time for epiphany
Gong Wangheng could never figure out what was going on in this little bird's mind.
"Brother, how did you figure that out?"
How come he didn't notice anything
"The breath you use when singing is not right. It's more rapid than usual. Didn't you notice it?"
“… I noticed this, but I thought I was just too nervous.”
Anyone who drinks this glass of wine will get drunk. The little darling felt that he might have been poisoned by alcohol. He used nervousness to explain away all the discomfort just now.
When they arrived at the hospital, Bai Qingnian was already waiting. He took the baby to measure his temperature and do blood tests. After making sure that there was no serious problem, he allowed Gong Wangheng and the housekeeper to accompany him to get the infusion.
Because it was afternoon, there were not so many people in the infusion room. My baby was already so big, and I felt embarrassed to show that I was afraid of injections.
He stubbornly pretended not to be afraid, but as soon as the needle went in, he became nervous and used his muscles to exert force. The nurse couldn't push the needle forward and was almost scared to death.
It took two shots before the injection was finally given. With tears in his eyes, he was helped to the side to sit and receive an infusion.
The little baby feels uncomfortable all over. He is uncomfortable when sitting, uncomfortable in the chair, or where he puts his head.
Seeing that he was twisting and turning, Gong Wangheng pressed his head onto his shoulder and said, "Stop twisting. When the needle comes out, you'll have to get another shot."
Leaning on his brother's shoulder, the little baby's head felt comfortable.
Because of the height difference, it was just right for me to lean against him like this, comfortable and safe, and he finally calmed down and stopped twisting his body.