Chapter 261 World Tour 2.0

"What are you doing today?" Gu Qi raised his eyebrows and glanced at the staff carrying equipment behind Xuzhou.

Xuzhou didn't beat around the bush, speaking casually as if discussing the weather: "I'll film some of our daily training sessions until the tour is over. I'll edit it into exclusive SVIP paid content, which will be considered part of my 'breakup fee.'"

As he said this, he winked mischievously.

The cameraman next to him almost dropped his camera and looked at him in shock.

Bur, isn't this too direct?

Xuzhou didn't care about the surprised looks of the people behind him and shrugged indifferently.

This matter was not a secret in the first place. With the cleverness of Xie Qingyu and Gu Qiong, who are surrounded by cameras every day, can't they see that this is the last batch of leeks to be harvested?

Instead of hiding it, it’s better to be clear about it.

These straightforward words gave the members peace of mind.

Although the final outcome of the game is still unknown, at least the current situation is moving in a positive direction.

Grape TV has never been a generous person.

So during this period of time, Xie Qingyu and his teammates cooperated tacitly, and mostly went along with the flow.

It was only a little over two months in total, and during the initial honeymoon period, the two sides got along quite well.

In addition, the platform has indeed devoted a lot of effort. After the release of the second album "X2", it began to prepare for this world tour, and has put a lot of effort in resource coordination, content production, and logistical support.

Although there are considerations of interests involved, it is unrealistic to ask capital to treat you sincerely. No matter how much you earn, if it doesn't spend a penny on you, there is nothing it can do about it.

In this circle, it is rare to find an employer who continues to invest.

At least this grape never did things half-heartedly and indeed paved a smooth road for their development.

Because of this, even when the time comes to part ways, they are still willing to maintain their final dignity and part ways amicably.

After confirming Xuzhou's purpose, everyone returned to the center of the practice room and resumed training.

The first tour is scheduled to start in Beijing, with only three days left.

After that, there was a non-stop global tour schedule, and it was difficult to have such a complete training time again. The most I could do was some adjustments to my condition.

Therefore, we must now memorize all the performance repertoires for the entire tour to ensure that there are no mistakes.

Xuzhou stopped to watch for a moment, then answered a phone call and left in a hurry.

As the chief operating agent of MYST7, he has also been very busy during this period, dealing with and coordinating among various stakeholders.

This is how workers are. They have to run around for a long time if there is any sign of trouble from above.

But as long as the remuneration is in place, all this running around will be easy.

For the next two days, the repetitive and boring training continued.

The day before the premiere, all the staff arrived at the venue in advance to rehearse the entire process in case of any unexpected situations.

At the end of the rehearsal, Xie Qingyu was on the stage, looking at the empty auditorium in the huge venue in front of him, and suddenly covered his heart which was aching slightly.

"What's wrong?"

You Jinzhao, who was closest to him, keenly noticed something was wrong, and the other members also cast concerned glances at him.

Xie Qingyu's Adam's apple moved slightly, and he shook his head gently: "It's okay, go down first."

Similar scenes seemed to trigger the fear deep in his memory, and these days he always dreamed about the day of the car accident.

It's also a World Tour, and the problem happened at the last node before, and I don't know this time...

Although the premiere has not yet begun, the instinct deep in the soul has already sounded the alarm.

"Yu'er? Yu!" Ding Zai's voice rose a few degrees.

At this moment, they had returned from the venue to their hotel suite and were eating, but Xie Qingyu's chopsticks were hanging in the air and he began to daydream again.

Yes, “again”.

Everyone noticed that as the tour date approached, Xie Qingyu seemed to become more anxious and uneasy.

Although he still appeared to be chatting and laughing calmly, his frequent distractions and unconscious movements of rubbing the corners of his clothes could not escape the eyes of his teammates who were with him day and night.

"Hmm?" Xie Qingyu suddenly came back to his senses, his light-colored eyes refocused on Ding Zai, and he tilted his head slightly in confusion.

Wei Liangchen pretended to be relaxed and joking: "My benefactor, are you nervous?"

Even though he was careless, he knew that this was not just a simple nervousness, but he didn't know how to ask.

Faced with such a Xie Qingyu, they all felt like they were facing a door that was suddenly locked. They knew the key was somewhere, but they couldn't find it.

Xie Qingyu slowly shook his head, put down his chopsticks and breathed a sigh of relief: "I haven't rested well recently. You guys eat slowly, I'll go back to my room to rest first."

After saying this, he showed his usual gentle smile and stood up to leave.

"This... barely touched the chopsticks."

Leo stared at Xie Qingyu's almost untouched bowl of rice, pursed his lips, stood up and walked towards the kitchen, "I'll serve some food to you and keep it warm. You can eat it anytime when you're hungry."

Seeing Leo busy at work, the others also put down their cutlery one after another.

The fatigue after the high-intensity rehearsal had already caused a loss of appetite, and now seeing Xie Qingyu's condition, he had even less appetite to eat.

"What happened to Qingyu?"

Ding Zai looked at the closed door, then turned to look at Gu Yan and Bai Lang inquiringly.

In his eyes, these two were the most perceptive members besides Xie Qingyu. The warm yellow chandelier cast shadows of varying depths on their brows, but could not illuminate the worry in their eyes.

Logically speaking, Xie Qingyu has always been the most stable person in the team and can remain calm in the face of any changes.

Why was he the first to get into trouble this time?

It’s not that he is afraid that the tour will be affected, but if he continues in this state until the end of the tour, his already overdrawn physical strength and the psychological burden will drag his body down.

"Could it be that the climate in Beijing is not suitable for you?"

Ding Zai muttered quietly, "Weren't we all fine during our training in Yun City?"

"He has something on his mind."

After saying this, Gu Qi picked up the bowl again and picked up a piece of vegetables with chopsticks, "Let's eat first."

Xie Qingyu has been hiding something in his heart for a long time.

After Tyrande's group show trip to the Buddhist temple, he said he wanted to look forward, but now it seems that those past events are more like seeds buried deep in his heart, secretly taking root and sprouting in a place where no one is around.

The most important thing is that heart disease needs to be treated with heart medicine. After knowing Gu Qie for more than two years, it would be a lie to say that I have no clue at all.

It’s just that the person involved doesn’t want to mention it, and others don’t want to point it out rashly.

On the other side of the wall, Xie Qingyu in the room did not rest as he said.

He sat quietly in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, staring at the dazzling night view of Beijing. The flowing lights were bright, which slightly relaxed his tense nerves.

The debut is tomorrow night, he must adjust his condition, at least not let his personal emotions affect the team's performance.

He understood this truth very well, but the trembling deep in his soul was far beyond the ability of reason to calm.

Xie Qingyu felt like he was split into two parts: one was curled up in the corner of his memories and shivering, and the other was watching all this with cold eyes.

He guessed it was a belated aftereffect of the car accident.

The excruciating pain at the moment of the incident formed a sharp contrast with his lucidity. He could clearly recall how space twisted and squeezed, how his chest suffocated and ached, and how his life slipped away bit by bit...

My fingertips tightened unconsciously, as if I were back in that desperate moment.

It is said that time can dilute memories, but the experience of near-death will continue to ferment over the years and eventually be engraved into the bone marrow.

Fine beads of sweat gradually covered his forehead.

Xie Qingyu took a deep breath and let his body sink into the soft bed.

There was no light on in the room, only spots of light reflected from the window drifting across the ceiling.

He closed his eyes tightly, as if making a wish to fate: Have a good sleep, everything will be fine tomorrow.

Time never stops for anyone, and no matter how deep the scars are, they will eventually become the past.

Of course!

Half asleep and half awake, Xie Qingyu vaguely heard rustling noises and low voices of conversation coming from the door, but soon it returned to silence.

At one o'clock in the morning, he was awakened by the dryness in his throat. Although he slept lightly, it unexpectedly soothed the uneasiness he had felt in the stadium before. Perhaps sleepiness is the best tranquilizer.

He got up quietly, took his change of clothes and went to the bathroom to take a hot shower.

After using the hair dryer to dry his hair until it was half dry, he quietly opened the door and walked towards the living room.

He took out a glass from the sterilizer, filled it with warm water and drank it all, then turned around and prepared to go to the kitchen to wash the glass.

The insulated box operating on the stove comes into view.

When I opened the lid, I saw neatly stacked food inside and a sticky note on the box.

Leo's kindergarten handwriting is easy to read, with round words like:

[I didn't eat, so sad T^T Please eat it when you see it! ]

Xie Qingyu chuckled, picked up the pen that the puppy had placed beside him, and added: [Okay ^0^]

Then he carefully folded the sticky note in half and carefully put it in his pajama pocket.

Because this is the unexpected little happiness in life.

Although he didn't have much of an appetite, Leo thoughtfully controlled the portion size to be just right, and the dishes were all his favorites.

After finishing his meal slowly, he was about to put the dishes into the dishwasher when a familiar voice suddenly came from behind him: "Want to go to bed? Drink something?"

I turned around and saw Gu Yan leaning lazily against the door frame, holding an opened bottle of red wine in one hand and two wine glasses in the other.

"Can't drink?" Xie Qingyu raised an eyebrow and asked back.

Gu Qi shrugged: "Actually, it contains Coke."

There were still traces of sleep on the collar of his pajamas, obviously he had just gotten up.

After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the terrace. Xie Qingyu smiled, turned off the kitchen light and followed him.

On the terrace, Gu Qi had already placed two glasses of wine on the low table, as if he was certain that Xie Qingyu would come.

The city lights cast a layer of flowing light on the glass. Xie Qingyu sat down on the rattan chair, took the wine glass, took a sip, and squinted his eyes in satisfaction.

"Where did it come from?"

“Suite standard.”

Gu Zheng raised his head, drank it all, and then filled his own glass. "Put it on the room bill."

The wine cabinets in top-level suites are always filled with fine wines. This red wine has soft tannins and is indeed delicious.

Watching Gu Yan down several glasses of wine in succession, Xie Qingyu slowly drank the last sip and sank into the rattan chair: "Are you really just here to drink?"

"What else?" Gu Qi asked back, shaking his wine glass.

"Don't you want to ask something?"

"Will you tell me if I ask you?"

The air suddenly became quiet.

Gu Qi sighed softly. He was not the type to get to the bottom of things. Sometimes being confused had its advantages.

But this current situation really needs to be broken.

It is difficult to create a group atmosphere where everyone is comfortable, but at least it should be maintained at a level of smooth operation.

Xie Qingyu suddenly opened her eyes, her gaze piercing Gu Qi's. The two stared at each other across the night, neither of them dodging.

"You figured it out." This wasn't a question.

Gu Zheng nodded: "Yeah."

In fact, Xie Qingyu didn't want to hide it at all. If she really wanted to pretend, she wouldn't have followed him to the terrace just now.

"Is it the wrong time, or are you simply feeling uneasy?" Now that the window paper has been exposed, Gu Qiong simply gets straight to the point.

Xie Qingyu leaned his elbows on the armrest of the rattan chair, chuckled softly, "Boss Xiaohua, sometimes you are so sharp that it's scary."

This is a disguised confession.

Gu Zheng didn't look away, but leaned forward slightly and said seriously: "Nothing bad will happen. We are all here, you are not alone."

His voice was soft, but his eyes were firm, filled with encouragement and comfort. Some things don't need to be said too explicitly.

Although he didn't know the specific reason, he thought about it and added, "I, we, even if the world ends and the sky falls, we will hold your hand tightly. Don't be afraid!"