Sensing Luo Shixi's pause for a moment, Sang Zi turned his head unnoticeably.
However, Luo Shixi lay down without any expression on his face, then stood up and moved away, giving his position to Han Hanwen who was in the next part.
Noticing Sang Zi's gaze, Luo Shixi looked at him very briefly with a hint of comfort.
I must have seen it wrong.
Sang Zi thought so and looked away.
The moment Sang Zi turned his head, Luo Shixi's lips trembled a few times, but when the camera swept over him the next second, he regained control of his expression.
But it hurts...
It really hurts...
For Luo Shixi now, every slight movement undoubtedly increased the pain. Every time he turned around and jumped, the pain in his ankle made him tremble all over and he could hardly control his body.
His own body functions affected the efficacy of the medicine, causing the blocking needle to lose its effect faster.
At first, it was a slight stinging pain, like ants gnawing at the ankle bone. Then the pain gradually expanded, piercing the heart and bones, and beads of sweat flowed down from the forehead. Fortunately, there was stage makeup to cover it, otherwise Luo Shixi's face would be as pale as a dead person.
But no, I can't stop.
Once you stop, all your efforts will be in vain.
"I blame you for being so sad that you forget to go home, and you miss me so much that you can't rest."
Step and turn over.
The black hair fell off her shoulders, the belt fluttered, and the long sleeves turned into circles. Every tap of the toes was a torture for Luo Shixi.
"Thunder roars and rain falls, apes chirp and monkeys cry at night."
Somersault in the clouds.
The audience was completely immersed in the performance, rejoicing, grieving, and then despairing along with the mountain ghost in the song.
Cold sweat flowed into Luo Shixi's eyes. When he looked down at the audience, his vision had blurred into a bunch of light balls. He had no choice but to blink away the drops of sour, stinging sweat.
The dance finally came to an end.
"The wind rustles and the trees rustle, I miss you and feel sad."
Everyone surrounded Luo Shixi in the middle, forming a lotus pose.
As the last sentence fell, Luo Shixi stretched out his right hand and caught the falling snowflakes. The camera swept to his face.
The mountain ghost, who had originally had fantasies about love, was eventually hurt by love. He waited with all his heart but found that it was just a false joy. Winter came and summer went, autumn harvested and winter stored, the years passed by, and it welcomed its first winter. It reached out to catch the cold snowflakes and let them melt in its palms.
There is hope in its eyes, but more of it is sorrow. All the suffering turns into tears, hanging on its eyelashes, but one tear eventually flows down its cheek, drips into the air, and disappears in an instant.
When he looked again, there were only Luo Shixi's slightly red eyes, his long feathery eyelashes trembling, and a tear sliding down his face.
Sad and lonely.
Everyone's breathing stopped.
A tear shed out of pain at this moment brought the emotion of the whole song to its extreme. The heartstrings were stirred, and I felt the same as the people on the stage.
Everyone was stunned by this scene, and the huge venue was silent for a moment. There were slight sobs from the audience.
After an unknown amount of time, the fans came back to their senses and shouted the names of their favorite trainees from the audience. They shouted all kinds of names, but the most numerous, clearest, and loudest one was Luo Shixi's name.
"Luo Shixi, make your debut!"
"Don't cry, Xiaoxi! Be happy soon!"
"Come on, Luo Shixi! You deserve a better future!!"
Luo Shixi smiled at his fans but didn't even wipe the tears from his face, which made many fans feel distressed.
Some sentimental fans have already started sobbing with their hands covering their mouths.
Luo Shixi staggered, and Sang Zi hurriedly supported him.
The pain stimulated the tear glands to uncontrollably bleed something again, and the nose felt sore and swollen. But Luo Shixi blinked, tilted his head back and forced himself to hold it back. But his brain felt dizzy.
After the audience finished scoring, they bowed and thanked them, then walked to the backstage. The next second after leaving the audience's sight, Luo Shixi's eyes went dark and he fainted.
The last thing he saw was Sang Zi's panicked face and a man in a suit striding towards him.
Oh, he is Wang Hanwen.
It really hurts.
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Sang Zi caught Luo Shixi the moment he fell, "Quick! Call 120!"
The backstage suddenly became busy.
Wang Hanwen came over and said to Sang Zi, "Leave him to me, you guys go backstage and continue recording."
"Who are you?"
"Wang Hanwen, He Yu's agent." After Wang Hanwen finished speaking, he hugged Luo Shixi over and said, "Go quickly!"
Sang Zi knew Wang Hanwen's name. He looked at Luo Shixi, who was pale and unconscious with his eyes closed in Wang Hanwen's arms. He gritted his teeth and turned to the hall where the rankings were recorded.
Wu Hengyu: "Are we just leaving like this?"
Sang Zi gritted his teeth and said, "What else? How can we help here?"
"But……"
Sang Zi turned his head and looked at the three people who were worried that Luo Shixi was unwilling to leave, and said word by word: "Brother Shixi had a blocking injection for this stage. Now the effect of the medicine has worn off and he collapsed. We can't do anything here. The only thing we can do is go to the recording hall and wait for our results."
"Brother Shixi must be hoping that we can hear the moment when the results are announced."
Unbeknownst to all the spectators inside, an ambulance rushed in and out. The reporters and security guards squatting at the door were all shocked, not understanding what was going on inside.
In the hall where the results were announced, all fifty-nine trainees gathered there, waiting for the results with excitement and agitation.
"First place in the dance group..." He Yu said, glancing down at the audience, but he didn't see the person he expected, "The 'Mountain Ghost' group."
Unlike other groups that won first place, all members of the "Mountain Ghost" group looked lifeless. They forced smiles when they heard that they had won first place. Sang Zi was even too lazy to force a smile to deal with others. His baby face was as frozen as an ice cube.
The trainees who were looking in their direction noticed something was wrong.
Why don't they look happy?
And...where is their captain Luo Shixi?
"According to the number of votes on site, the first place in this position assessment is——"
Everyone's eyes swept over captains Jiang Yan, Bai Jingzhou, Liang Yulan, Shen Jue and others, and finally stopped at Sang Zi.
"The Mountain Ghost Group."
No surprise.
Sang Zi looked at the avatars of the five of them on the big screen and saw that they were far ahead of all the other groups.
They are number one.
Luo Shixi successfully fulfilled the promise he made to them when they first formed the team.
"The five of us, together, starting from scratch, will create a miracle of the second public performance."
They did it and really became the first in the second public performance.
But there was one person missing.
Sang Zi lowered his head and rubbed his eyes hard.
At this time, Luo Shixi was lying on the hospital bed that smelled of disinfectant.
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