Chapter 66: Ji Jingchuan is not someone who doesn’t know how to cherish...
Shang Que only told Fu Xingzhi and Wang Yu the news of Ji Jingchuan's awakening. The former was very tight-lipped and there was no need to worry about the news leaking out, while the latter had a strong desire to perform and was able to easily deal with those who came to inquire about the news.
That's right, to get the news. Although Fanxing had already announced the postponement of the concert, the pressure from public opinion online had not diminished but increased. As soon as I opened Weibo, the trending search #纪京川昏迷# was in the most prominent position.
While Ji Jingchuan was leisurely lying in the hospital, sleeping and playing with his phone, the top executives of Fanxing were extremely anxious. The company's boss would come every day to check on Ji Jingchuan under the pretext of visiting him, but every time he entered the ward, Wang Yu would pull him out with a tearful face to complain about his misfortune.
Things like "Why is my life so miserable?", "I only have this one artist under me. If something happens to Ji Jingchuan, I will quit the circle.", "Boss, do you think Xiaochuan can wake up?", "If he can't wake up, who will give me a year-end bonus? I haven't paid off my mortgage yet." He kept repeating these sentences over and over again, and he was so annoyed that he forgot his purpose and instead wanted to comfort Wang Yu and relax.
Wang Yu is guarding the hospital, and Fu Xingzhi is controlling the online situation. Shang Que is very relieved that everything seems to be going as they expected.
Until this day, Lin Jinyi brought a magician over.
"Don't worry, Shang Que. Ji Jingchuan will definitely wake up. I spent a lot of effort to find this master."
Shang Que frowned and asked, "Why do I remember you saying that the master who exorcised your cousin's evil spirit was a foreigner?"
"Oh, that master, he's traveling around the world." Lin Jinyi took a bite of the apple and raised his chin to indicate, "This is his direct disciple in China. He's also very capable. If you don't believe me, just look at him."
Shang Que looked at the Taoist priests who were performing rituals in the room.
"The Jade Emperor, Guanyin Bodhisattva, Taishang Laojun, Jesus, the Virgin Mary..."
"Uh, a combination of Chinese and Western, a combination of Chinese and Western, hehe." Lin Jinyi smiled awkwardly.
Shang Que raised his eyebrows and did not comment on her words.
There was a sound of turning the door handle outside, and at the same time, the master of immersive exorcism suddenly picked up the bowl of black blood on the chair and poured it towards the closed door.
"The Big Dipper, the beacon of the heavens, destroys evil, subdues demons and monsters, and orders them to retreat! Open!"
The door opened.
The boss of Fanxing stood at the door with a gloomy face.
"Uh," the master looked at the dirt on his face, then at the bowl in his hand, and threw it away quickly, "I—"
"Master, you are truly a god!" Shang Que's eyes lit up, and he took a few steps forward to shake the master's hand. "I was wrong to question you just now. Master, you are in an extraordinary state, and you have a keen eye for identifying filth."
"Donor, what are you talking about!" The master's awkwardness instantly vanished upon hearing these flattering words. He waved his hand, his expression enigmatic, and said, "As I suspected, an evil spirit is haunting you, causing your brother's reluctance to wake up."
The boss of Fanxing's face darkened even more, and he said in a deep and unhappy voice: "Shang Que, I know you care about Xiaochuan, but you can't just find someone to play tricks on you, right?"
"Who are you calling a ghost?" The master was unhappy. "I said you've done too many bad things, and that's why you're emitting evil energy. And I see that your forehead is black, so everything is bound to go wrong."
He counted on his fingers calmly and said, "The fish you raise are belly up, and the roots of your money tree are all rotten."
"Nonsense." The Starry Star boss snorted coldly, "Since Xiaochuan still hasn't woken up, I'll go back first and come visit him another day."
Seeing him walk away angrily, the master regained his profound demeanor and said, "There must be a providence in the dark. Since the black duck blood was splashed on him, it means he is definitely not a good person."
Shang Que agreed with the conclusion, but asked, "Duck blood?"
Lin Jinyi whispered, "When I found the master, he was eating duck blood vermicelli soup on the side of the road."
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Of course, the master that Lin Jinyi found couldn't wake up Ji Jingchuan who was pretending to be unconscious, but since that day, the boss of Fanxing never came to the hospital again.
Wang Yu felt quite regretful. Without this only audience, who would appreciate his superb acting skills?
"Brother Wang."
"Oh my, my life is so miserable, Mr. Liu... Why is it you?" Seeing the face of the person who came, Wang Yu's tears stopped: "Feng Ye? Why are you here?"
Different from the last time they met, Feng Ye looked much more haggard, with a hint of depression between his brows.
Wang Yu was stunned for two seconds, then looked behind him and asked, "Are you the only one here? No one else is here?"
Feng Ye pulled the corner of his mouth weakly: "They have training, so let me come to see how Xiaochuan is doing on behalf of everyone."
Everyone is acting. Wang Yu got into the role in a second, sighed deeply, and then said: "It's still like that. He has been unconscious and I don't know when he will wake up. Mr. Liu... Oh no, Feng Ye, what happened to my life-"
"Brother Wang," Feng Ye interrupted his chanting, "I want to talk to Xiaochuan alone."
"Ah? This..."
"Before they came, they asked me to bring a few words of concern to each other. They were a bit sentimental, but I was embarrassed to say them with others around."
"Oh! I see. I see." Wang Yu suddenly realized something and walked to the door. Suddenly, as if remembering something, he paused and raised his voice to remind her, "I'm right outside. Just call me if you need anything."
"Okay, Brother Wang."
The moment the door closed, the smile on Feng Ye's face disappeared completely, and his eyes became so cold that it seemed as if ice chips were about to fall out. He turned around and walked towards the bed step by step: "Ji Jingchuan, I know you are awake."
The person on the bed didn't move. Feng Ye stopped and said calmly, "You don't have to pretend to be unconscious anymore. You've achieved your goal. The company plans to sell me to calm the public opinion caused by this stage accident. You win."
"Yes, you always win. Whether it's a talent show or the best singer, you always beat me in every aspect."
Even though Ji Jingchuan had no new works during that period, fans were still able to push his old songs to the top of the list. Even though Ji Jingchuan refused to cooperate and acted like a big shot during the variety show, he was still far ahead in the voting for the best guest.
And once their fans come out to complain about unfairness, they will always be accused of being jealous.
"Yes! I am jealous of you." Feng Ye's voice was filled with hatred: "But Ji Jingchuan, do you know why?"
"I don't know, and I don't want to know." Ji Jingchuan sat up with a sudden movement, stretched himself, and said impatiently, "You're making a fuss while others are taking a nap. Do you have any manners?"
Feng Ye's eyes were cold and he gritted his teeth and said, "That's why, Ji Jingchuan, you are always so arrogant."
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Brother Wang, why are you outside? Shang Que finished her scenes for the day and came to the hospital. As soon as she got out of the elevator, she bumped into Wang Yu. She asked casually, "No one from Fanxing is here today, right?"
"Mr. Liu didn't come, but someone else did. He's talking to Xiaochuan in the ward right now."
Shang Que was stunned: "Who?"
"From their group, Feng Ye."
Feng Ye.
Upon hearing this name, Shang Que's alarm bells immediately rang.
Wang Yu saw her suddenly quicken her pace and followed behind her, comforting her: "It's okay. I hinted to Xiaochuan before I came out, telling him to call me if anything happens."
Just as he finished speaking, Ji Jingchuan's hoarse voice came from the ward: "Come - someone - ah -"
Before Wang Yu could react, Shang Que had already rushed to the ward and kicked the door: "Ji Jingchuan!"
"Bang--"
A loud bang echoed in the corridor, and the two people in the ward looked towards the door at the same time.
Ji Jingchuan was leaning against the head of the bed, looking safe from any danger.
Shang Que put his heart at ease.
Seeing her hurried look, Feng Ye suddenly laughed at himself and turned to look at Ji Jingchuan: "See what I said, the world is unfair. Even love will flow to those who don't know how to cherish it."
Shang Que frowned.
Feng Ye seemed to resign himself to his fate as he spread his hands and turned to leave.
The moment he stepped out of the ward, Shang Que suddenly called him: "Feng Ye."
"You're not right," Shang Que shifted his pace, looked at him and said, "The world is unfair, but Ji Jingchuan is not someone who doesn't know how to cherish. If he didn't, he wouldn't have kept the dolls given by fans. If he didn't, he wouldn't have fallen off the elevator to protect me. If he didn't, he wouldn't have tried so hard to renew the ST group contract even though he was about to sue the company to terminate the contract."
Feng Ye was suddenly stunned, and asked in shock and confusion: "What do you mean? Didn't he terminate his contract with the company just to leave the group and go solo?"
"Your captain once asked this question, and Ji Jingchuan said it was because when you debuted as a group, you promised to be together for ten or twenty years and hold concerts around the world." Shang Que asked back, "You should have forgotten all this a long time ago, right? Feng Ye, love is always mutual. The person who doesn't know how to cherish is never Ji Jingchuan, and the person who forgets their original intention is never Ji Jingchuan, it's you."
"No!" Feng Ye suddenly interrupted her loudly, the veins on his neck bulging: "You are in cahoots with him, of course you will argue for him, but how can you understand the feeling of being outshined in everything? I won't believe those high-sounding words!"
After Feng Ye finished roaring, he pushed away Wang Yu who was blocking his way and ran out, but his stumbling figure looked like he was fleeing in panic.
The room was quiet again, with only the kicked-in door hanging precariously on the door frame, making a creaking sound.
Ji Jingchuan snorted in disdain: "Why are you talking to him so much? It's like talking to a cow."
"You didn't stop me either."
"That's because you're praising this genius." Ji Jingchuan raised his eyebrows. "Shang Que, I know that in your heart, this genius has a tall and majestic image. Tell me, if you have anything else to praise me, tell me."
"Shut up," Shang Que glared at him and asked unhappily, "Why did you call someone over just now?"
"Oh, this," Ji Jingchuan seemed to have just remembered, leaned back, crossed his legs, and acted like a real boss: "I'm thirsty, I want to ask someone to pour me a glass of water."
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