Mr President, take your time

Chapter 97
She looked at the organizer hesitantly: "Because of what?"

Although the penultimate position is not very good, but suddenly there must be a reason in advance.

What's more, after taking a look at the list in his hand, since the list has been given to them, it must have been leaked.

Will the sudden change cause a backlash from the audience?

The organizer chuckled: "It's like this, because a contestant who was about to take the stage suddenly had some special circumstances, but the host has already announced the curtain, saying that the next contestant to participate in the competition is to play the piano. If you find someone to make up for it, it will be considered an accident.”

Xuan Xiaoxiao nodded understandingly. For this kind of live broadcast program, the most feared thing is accidents.

In the entertainment industry, help if you can. Who knows if there will be a day when you ask for help?

"Okay, let's play early."

Seeing Xuan Xiaoxiao's quick promise, the host hurriedly thanked him a thousand times, with words of gratitude in his mouth.

Xuan Xiaoxiao also knew that in the entertainment circle, these words should not be taken seriously, and she didn't take it to heart.

But I don't know that the host in front of me has a ghost in his heart. Obviously, the higher-ups told him to say this on purpose, and the contestant who said that there was some accident was quite an 'accident'.

It's just all man-made accidents.

I don't know why the higher ups have to make such a big detour to let the little-known stars in front of them advance.

If it is related to the family, if you really have the ability, is there any difference between early or later?

The host who can't figure it out simply doesn't want to.

In the entertainment circle, thinking too much is not a good thing.

Xuan Xiaoxiao got the news and found Xingchen in the corner.

I don't know if it's because of the previous illness, but Xingchen likes to hide in the corner.

If you can't find the stars in the news, search in every corner, and you will definitely find one.

Finding Xingchen was very smooth, Xuan Xiaoxiao said relaxedly: "Xingchen, our show is ahead of schedule, get ready, we will be on stage soon."

Xingchen didn't seem to react, the eyes of those two people seemed to be filled with stars, he blinked and looked at Xuan Xiaoxiao.

"Advance?" Xingchen's voice was always nice, but now Xuan Xiaoxiao, who was voice-controlled and face-controlled, got a double-layer crit.

She couldn't help touching Xingchen's head shorter than her own because she was in a squatting position, and secretly said "Yes!"

With a serious face: "Yes, it is because one of the contestants had an accident and asked us to substitute, and the next show will be on."

"Right away?" Xingchen asked slowly.

"Yes, right now, come and stand up, and let me see if there is any problem with your makeup."

He seemed to be taken aback, and then slowly stood up.

Xuan Xiaoxiao walked around the stars and felt that there was no problem.

Only then did he feel relieved, and said with peace of mind: "Okay, let's go."

Patting Xing Chen's body, he suddenly found him shaking.

"what happened?"

Xuan Xiaoxiao looked at him strangely, but found that Xingchen's complexion was pale now, and her pale lips could not cover her paleness.

She was shocked: "Xingchen, what's wrong with you, is there something uncomfortable?"

While condemning himself in his heart, he clearly knew that Xing Chen's situation was special, but he still left him alone in this small corner.

Xing Chen closed his eyes as if he couldn't see clearly, and said slowly, "I'm fine."

"How can this be all right? You look so ugly on your face."

Slight beads of sweat had already appeared on Xingchen's forehead. You must know that the air conditioner was turned on the day after tomorrow, so it was definitely not hot.

Xuan Xiaoxiao touched Xingchen's back tentatively, and sure enough, the thin layer of clothes was already soaked.

She was quite frightened, and quickly supported Xing Chen to sit on the sofa: "You hold on for a while, I'll call someone."

As he said that, he wanted to go to the side where he had just come.

"Snapped!"

Xingchen grabbed Xuan Xiaoxiao's arm violently.

His mind was a little dizzy now, but he was still startled by the warm and tender skin he felt for a moment while catching Xuan Xiaoxiao.

Something flashed through his mind, but because his mind was dizzy, he didn't say anything.

He said word by word with difficulty: "Don't go, I want to compete."

Xuan Xiaoxiao's eyes were sour, and tears almost fell down: "Xingchen, you are like this now, why are you competing! Let's go to the hospital first, and then choose another show after the recovery."

It's not that he doesn't know how important it is to an artist's future to participate in the competition for the first time, but after all, Xuan Xiaoxiao is not the kind of manager who only regards artists as tools to make money.

These days, Xuan Xiaoxiao really loves this boy.

He survived such a tormenting illness, how could he not make people feel distressed.

Xingchen firmly held Xuan Xiaoxiao's hand: "I'm competing, let's go."

What he meant was to go to the hospital after the game.

Xuan Xiaoxiao almost burst into tears: "But, with your appearance, how can you sing?"

Also juggle the distraction of playing the piano.

Xingchen shook his head: "Give me 1 minute, it will be fine soon."

Xuan Xiaoxiao was really worried about Xingchen, but since he said so, he had no choice but to stand aside with his back turned.

Seeing that Xuan Xiaoxiao's back was facing her, Xing Chen was slightly relieved.

He lifted the clothes on his arm, looked at the cut wound on it, without any expression in his eyes, and pressed hard against the bleeding wound.

Suddenly, severe pain invaded his brain.

But there was no expression on Xing Chen's face, not even a frown.

It's just that the body's instinctive reaction cannot be fooled, and his lips became even paler.

"Okay, let's go."

Xingchen's faint voice reached Xuanxiaoxiao's ears, Xuan Xiaoxiao turned around, and all she saw was Xingchen, who had sweat on his forehead and slightly whiter lips, nothing unusual.

Xuan Xiaoxiao asked: "Can you really do it?"

She told herself in her heart that if Xingchen hesitated a little, she would call the doctor immediately.

Xingchen nodded, his face expressionless.

Xuan Xiaoxiao sighed: "Can you go on stage by yourself?"

He lowered his head and really wanted to say that he could do it, but although he tried his best to control it, his weak legs still exposed him.

Xuan Xiaoxiao really wants to say that this is just a competition, and your body is more important.

But looking at the body is extremely uncomfortable, but the eyes are shining stars.

As if this game is the most important thing in his life.

Having been with Xingchen for so many days, Xuan Xiaoxiao felt that she still knew him somewhat.

For Xingchen, music is his whole world.

In his heart, brother Ming Changdong and music are tied for number one.

Now the stage that obviously belongs to him is outside, but if he didn't step forward due to physical reasons.

I'm afraid this matter will hang on Xingchen's heart for a lifetime.

Sighing, Xuan Xiaoxiao stepped forward and took Xing Chen's arm: "I'll accompany you on stage."

His hands are really thin, Xuan Xiaoxiao thought in his heart, he is still a child after all.

Xingchen paused for a moment, looking at the pair of delicate and white hands holding his arms, his eyes seemed to be filled with the brilliance of the entire universe.

"Let's go." Xuan Xiaoxiao resigned to his fate and let Xingchen put the weight of his whole body on her.

In the eyes of outsiders.They moved forward intimately, without any discomfort.

"Okay, next is the contestant I just mentioned. This time he will play the accompaniment on the piano and make the music himself."

"He is Yunxiao's new artist, singer Xingchen!!!"

Exaggerated opening remarks, the fans in the audience applauded vigorously.

Gong Ci's eyes, which were a little empty at first, instantly shot towards the stage like a sharp sword.

He wanted to see who Xuan Xiaoxiao would choose to be with during this period of time after leaving him.

At this time, the lights came on, and two figures appeared on the stage.

"Crack!"

The teacup in Gong Ci's hand was directly crushed by him.

Watching the live barrage on the Internet lacks interest.

"Who is the star, do you know?"

"I've never heard of it. You're a newcomer. The name sounds nice. I don't know how it sings."

"Come out, come out."

"Fuck!!!"

"Aaaaaaaaaa!!!"

"This little brother looks a little handsome!"

"Are you blind upstairs, isn't this so handsome?!"

"You look so handsome, you must sing very well!"

"You Yangou, you are so excited to see someone handsome. Where did the arrogant arrogance just now go?"

"Look, look, why is there someone beside him?"

This is the reality in the entertainment industry, good-looking people have more than a hundred times more starting points than others.

Xingchen's appearance has successfully attracted a group of fans, of course, it's just the kind that is purely based on face.

There are still people discussing why there are two people on stage when it is obviously played by one person.

But when the stars started to play all this, no one paid any attention to this issue.

The beautiful piano sounded, and when the stars opened their mouths to sing.

"Mom, I saw an angel!"

"My God, this is the dark horse!"

"Although I can't understand a word, but the singing is really good, I feel so warm in my heart."

"It sounds so good, passers-by turn fans."

"This little brother seems to be a new debut, but he doesn't even have Weibo. I'm so disappointed after looking around! Hurry up and open Weibo, little brother!"

Almost instantly, the barrage filled the screen.

Chu De, who was also paying attention to this platform, had a gloomy face.

really!

He knew that as long as he gave this star a chance, he would be able to climb onto his head.

But it also depends on whether Chu De is willing or not.

But looking at the live broadcast, Xingchen is playing the piano and singing with a relaxed face.

Chu De was furious.

At this time, Mike came back from buying coffee, and came forward flatteringly:
"Ad, the coffee is still hot."

"Get out!" Chu De waved his hand, and the hot coffee just fell directly on Mike's hand.

Burn him badly.

But he didn't dare to get angry. Chu De is now angry, and the identities of manager and artist are about to be reversed.

(End of this chapter)