Chapter 204 "TOP IDOL" in progress 10.0

"I'm talking about benefactor~"

Wei Liangchen dragged out his tone and shook the phone screen deliberately, "Next time, don't be lazy and use one photo as a nine-square grid~"

As soon as Xie Qingyu stepped into the carriage, he was hit head-on. Although he had expected that these unscrupulous teammates who loved to tease him would not miss the opportunity to make fun of him, he did not expect it to come so suddenly.

He pursed his lips and smiled without saying a word, walking straight into the depths of the carriage, but his ears were faintly red.

No one is allowed to laugh at him anymore. He signed up for a selfie tutorial overnight. When he comes back after learning it, hehe!

Bursts of muffled laughter rang out in the carriage.

They all witnessed the feat of "nine pictures in one model" in the early morning.

Now Xie Qingyu has been honored as the "founder of the selfie-making school" in the fan circle and has a very high status.

When Xie Qingyu walked over and sat down next to Leo, he found that the golden retriever was also covering his mouth and laughing.

How can you tolerate this?

He can't control the others, so how can this one be turned out of his palm?

"laugh!"

Xie Qingyu raised his hand and hit Leo on the forehead with a chestnut.

The scheming puppy's eyes rolled around, and he immediately started acting, holding his head and wailing exaggeratedly. As expected, Xie Qingyu softened her heart and reached out to rub him again.

The noise had almost died down, and everyone shut up in due time.

The car started slowly and drove towards the competition venue. Xie Qingyu leaned back in his seat and closed his eyes to rest.

I arrived at the hotel at two in the morning, but I couldn't sleep in bed. It wasn't because of the selfie incident. That little thing was just a joke after dinner.

If he hadn't had a competition this morning and had to rush to see a show in the afternoon, based on his usual personality, he would have gotten up and done some exercises long ago if he couldn't sleep.

The mind is clearest in the early morning, which is the best time to study those brain-boggling formulas.

But considering the upcoming itinerary, he forced himself to lie down until departure time.

A vague headache and a scratchy throat made him feel a little unwell. Even though he hadn't taken his temperature yet, the signals from his body were clear—he might have a low-grade fever.

Xie Qingyu cleared his throat imperceptibly and wrapped his coat tighter. Now was not the time to be sick.

"Brother, are you feeling unwell?" Leo suddenly leaned closer, worry evident in his low voice.

Although Xie Qingyu's posture of closing his eyes and resting was no different from usual, but after being together for so long, not only did he understand his brother better, but after so many unexpected situations, he gradually figured out some tricks and became much more careful.

Just now, when Xie Qingyu rubbed his forehead, the temperature from his palm was obviously higher.

This could be attributed to the high body temperature due to the hot weather, but his brother then pulled his coat closer, and it was obvious that he was not hot, and his breathing was not very smooth, which was definitely not normal.

Leo's words were like a stone thrown into calm water, instantly causing ripples.

The members who were originally resting immediately looked over, their eyes full of concern:

"Where does it hurt?"

"Didn't you get enough rest last night?"

"We just left a short time ago, why don't we go back to the hotel first?"

Bai Lang even grabbed Xie Qingyu's wrist and said, "If you're really uncomfortable, don't force yourself to compete this morning."

The warmth from his palm made him frown slightly.

Xie Qingyu slowly opened his eyes, met everyone's worried gazes, and smiled helplessly: "I am a little uncomfortable, but it's not serious."

"Just go to the venue and have your temperature taken and take some medicine."

This is true. Although it is a little uncomfortable, it is still within the tolerable range.

Gu Qi had already leaned over, placed his warm palm on Xie Qingyu's forehead, and compared it with his own temperature to confirm again and again.

His brows furrowed tighter and tighter. "I do have a slight fever. Let me talk to Lao Shi first."

As soon as the message was sent, Shi Li called.

I could hear his anxious voice through the receiver: "I'll be right there! If you guys get there first, wait in the lounge. I'll let..."

In the background, there were hurried footsteps and the sound of elevator doors closing, obviously someone was rushing to the scene.

Xie Qingyu looked at the street scene rapidly receding outside the car window and sighed softly.

He didn't want to alarm so many people, but at this moment he was surrounded by warm concern, and a sense of comfort welled up in his heart, and the itchy feeling in his throat seemed to ease a little.

When they arrived at the venue, a group of people hurriedly surrounded Xie Qingyu and rushed to the lounge.

Looking at their serious faces and solemn expressions, Xie Qingyu couldn't help but want to laugh.

But just as he raised the corners of his mouth, he felt an itch in his throat. He quickly clenched his fist against his lips to muffle the cough.

At the door of the lounge, the medical staff that Shi Li had contacted in advance had been waiting for a long time.

The thermometer made a soft beeping sound next to Xie Qingyu's ear. The medical staff looked at the number: "37.6℃, a low-grade fever."

After carefully inquiring about the symptoms, he said, "The flu has been prevalent recently, so I think you've caught it. It's still in its early stages, though. Do you think we should go to the hospital for a detailed checkup, or should I prescribe some medicine to alleviate the symptoms?"

After confirming that he was really sick, the others naturally wanted him to go for a check-up and rest immediately, but they were stopped by Xie Qingyu's eyes.

"Please prescribe some medicine first."

Just as the medical staff turned around to prepare the medicine, Gu Qi couldn't help but say, "Qingyu!"

He raised his voice, a rare moment of intemperance, his brow furrowed in knots. Rankings and honors were secondary; he was simply worried about his condition worsening. The flu had been recurring lately, so how could he not be worried?

Xie Qingyu looked around and took in the worried and disapproving looks of his teammates.

Along the way, they had suggested temporarily changing the project like Wei Qianze did, but he rejected them all.

Firstly, he felt that his condition was still good, and secondly, making substitutions would bring unnecessary pressure to his teammates.

More importantly, Xie Qingyu raised his eyes slightly, with a sharp gleam in his eyes. At the moment when he had a chance to win honor for the team, he was asked to give in voluntarily?

Absolutely not.

He never denied that he had a self-confidence that was almost arrogant engraved in his bones.

He will never make mistakes!

After Xie Qingyu swallowed the pills obediently, Shi Li also rushed over exhausted.

He deliberately adjusted his schedule and decided to stay at the venue around the clock, fearing that he would not be able to find Xie Qingyu if his condition changed.

Seeing that they couldn't change his determination to participate in the competition, everyone had to take the utmost protective measures possible.

When Bai Yan asked the medical staff for some cartoon-patterned fever-reducing patches, Xie Qingyu looked evasive, a little embarrassed.

"I've already taken the medicine, why do you still need to apply this?"

He reached out to peel off the cold patch on his forehead. In his impression, this kind of fever-reducing patch should be used on babies!

But the rest of his teammates were tolerant of him and did not dare to be careless about his body. They all stared at him and refused to let him take it off.

In the end, it was the makeup artist who couldn't bear it anymore and stepped in to help.

She gave Xie Qingyu a hairstyle with bangs, which vaguely covered the fever-reducing patch.

"It won't be obvious now~" the makeup artist smiled as she looked at the handsome face in the mirror, "Besides, Mr. Xie has fair skin, so it's not noticeable at all."

Xie Qingyu was completely afraid to speak anymore. Judging from the current situation, he was afraid that if he said one more word, he would be put on a stretcher and carried away in the next second.

Xie Qingyu stopped being stubborn, and things naturally went much more smoothly.

The game and live broadcast will start on time at 9:00 in the morning. Their arrival time was calculated. After a simple styling, they can go to the rest area on the sidelines to wait.

"Don't all surround me..." In the corridor leading to the competition venue, Xie Qingyu was surrounded by his teammates, as if they were some rare animal being protected.

The curious looks from all directions made his scalp tingle, and he wished he could find a hole in the ground to crawl into.

This scene is too... too exaggerated. If you don’t know, you would think it’s some gangster boss traveling!

Xie Qingyu calmly moved half a step to the side, trying to slip away from the "weakly defended" Wei Liangchen.

Unexpectedly, the other party suddenly became smart and noticed it immediately. Not only did he block the exit, but he also grabbed Xie Qingyu's wrist and whispered in his ear, laughing:

"What? Does our benefactor think we are shameful?" A voice brushed past his ears with a teasing tone.

Xie Qingyu wanted to pry his hands apart, but his pigtail was grabbed again. However, he was not panicked at all. He raised his other hand and hooked his finger at Wei Liangchen.

When Wei Liangchen came closer with curiosity, he deliberately dragged out his tone: "Of course——"

When the other party was distracted, he suddenly pulled out his arm, "Yes!"

Before he finished speaking, the man had already covered his face and walked forward quickly alone.

How shameful! How shameless! He could even feel his cheeks burning.

When Wei Liangchen came to his senses, Xie Qingyu had already walked a long way away. Not far behind, Gu Yan and You Jinchao followed slowly, while Bai Lang and Leo followed closer.

"What did you say?" Ding Zai, who stayed behind on purpose, looked curious.

Wei Liangchen rarely got hold of an exclusive secret, so he snorted with pride and said, "I won't tell you."

He quickly caught up with him: "Benefactor, wait for me~"

"He's quite good at pretending?!"

Ding muttered in disbelief, almost cursing the loading.