When Yu Qinghuan publicly announced at a roadshow that he had someone he liked, his friends were all worried for him.
Many fans have a possessiveness towards their idols. They simply cannot accept the fact that their idols are in love or getting married. Not only will they stop being fans, they may even turn against their idols.
But miraculously, what they worried about did not happen.
After seeing the roadshow video uploaded by the official Weibo account, most of Yu Qinghuan's fans actually felt strangely relieved.
"I'm really happy for Qinghuan. She's been alone for so many years. She'll be happy now that she has someone she loves."
"As long as Qinghuan is happy, I have no objection to liking anyone!"
"I don't know if that person knows Qinghuan's feelings. I hope she likes Qinghuan too. I pray to God that Qinghuan's emotional journey will be smoother."
"I feel sorry for Qinghuan. I've always wanted someone to come into his life and care for him instead of his parents. Now that person has appeared, to be honest, I feel a little sad, but mostly supportive. As long as Qinghuan is well, that's enough."
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This is all thanks to Yu Qinghuan's insistence on not following the route of a traffic star, so his fans are basically not girlfriend fans. Therefore, even if the relationship was exposed, it would not have that much impact on him.
"Fortunately, nothing serious happened." At the Huo family, Huo Rong put down his phone and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
As a boss, he actually doesn't like actors like Yu Qinghuan who announce their relationships without consulting the company. But, there is no way, since the other party is my own younger brother.
Looking at the entertainment industry, there are very few men and women who openly date each other, let alone two men.
Yu Qinghuan could do this because she really holds her younger brother in her heart.
Huo Rong glanced at Huo Qu with some envy, and secretly sighed in his heart that this was probably the legendary "a fool has good fortune".
"San'er, stop looking at your phone." Huo Rong came back to his senses and saw Huo Qu staring at his phone all morning. He couldn't help but say to him, "Be careful not to hurt your eyes."
Yu Qinghuan was not at home these days, and his mother persuaded Huo Qu with all her might, and finally let him go home this weekend. But who would have known that after Huo Qu came back, he was either holding his two broken fish or looking down at his phone.
Huo Rong frowned. When did his brother become an internet addict?
Huo Qu ignored him and still stared at the phone screen.
Huo Rong had no choice but to walk over and push him, "I told you to stop watching, did you hear me?" When he got closer, he realized that Huo Qu was watching the video of Yu Qinghuan's roadshow.
"Why are you watching Yu Qinghuan's videos when you're facing him every day?"
"Ah..." The three words "Yu Qinghuan" finally drew Huo Qu's attention back. He smiled shyly and said a little embarrassedly: "But Qinghuan is not with me now."
Huo Rong didn't understand: "So what? Isn't he going to be back in a week?" Is it necessary to think to this extent?
"But he's not here these days," Huo Qu was very stubborn. He reached out and touched Yu Qinghuan's smiling face on the screen, his eyes full of sweetness: "I want to see him every day."
Huo Rong: “…”
I don’t know why, but I suddenly felt sad.
The roadshow schedule for "Life and Death" is very tight. Yu Qinghuan and his team have to travel to thirteen major cities across the country within two weeks, from the southernmost to the northernmost cities.
In early May, there was still a big temperature difference between the north and the south, and coupled with the tiring road show, people in the crew began to fall ill one after another. At the beginning, there were only a few people, but in the end, it had turned into a common phenomenon, and even Zhao Qingyuan was unfortunately shot.
Yu Qinghuan took his temperature and it had risen to 38 degrees.
In fact, it was only a low-grade fever, but Zhao Qingyuan was so frightened that he almost jumped out of bed, "Fuck! Why is the temperature so high? Shit! I have a road show tomorrow night! This is going to kill me!"
"Don't yell." Yu Qinghuan put down the thermometer and pushed him back into bed. "I'll make you a bowl of ginger soup. Just drink it and sweat."
"I don't want to drink it!" Zhao Qingyuan shook his head when he heard the word ginger soup.
Not to mention drinking ginger soup, he can't even stand putting a little too much ginger in the dishes!
"Why don't you try it?" Yu Qinghuan glared at him, "If you do it again, I'll give you double the ginger."
Hearing this, Zhao Qingyuan immediately became cowardly. He shrank his shoulders in fear and even lowered his voice. "Okay, okay, I'll drink it. Can you please not give me double the amount?"
Yu Qinghuan snorted, poured him a cup of warm water and placed it on the bedside, then returned to his room.
Because many people in the crew were sick these days, ginger is a common item and is not difficult to get.
Yu Qinghuan used a fruit knife to cut the ginger into shreds, boiled a pot of ginger soup in the electric kettle, and stared at Zhao Qingyuan while he drank a full bowl of it.
"Don't play with your phone." Yu Qinghuan took the phone from his hand and wrapped him tightly with the quilt. "Don't come out even if you feel stuffy. You will feel better after you sweat."
"I know." Zhao Qingyuan's voice came out from under the quilt, muffled.
He has made many friends, but this is the first one who takes care of him like Yu Qinghuan.
Although he complained that the ginger soup was unpalatable, that the quilt was stuffy, and that Yu Qinghuan didn't let him play with his cell phone. But the feeling of being cared for by his friends made him feel warm in his heart.
It's just that he has a weird personality. He obviously accepted Yu Qinghuan's favor, but he still insisted on saying something mean, "Qinghuan, I think you are quite suitable to be a kindergarten teacher."
“Oh,” Yu Qinghuan glanced at the large cocoon on the bed and said coldly, “I’m not taking care of a giant baby right now.”
Giant baby Zhao Qingyuan: "..."
Zhao Qingyuan had good physical fitness. After sweating, the fever quickly subsided and he looked more energetic than anyone else. On the contrary, something was wrong with Yu Qinghuan after she returned home that night.
I always feel dry mouth, and even if I keep drinking water, my lips still get chapped.
"This city is too dry," Yu Qinghuan put down the water cup and licked his lips.
"No, I think it's quite humid." Yu Xin looked at him puzzledly, "The humidity in the air is over 70% today."
Yu Qinghuan was stunned for a moment, "Really? But I just feel thirsty."
Yu Xin didn't take it seriously, thinking that he was really thirsty, and even reminded him: "Drink less water at night, otherwise you will be swollen when you wake up tomorrow morning, and it won't look good if you are photographed by reporters."
Yu Qinghuan nodded and put down the cup obediently.
Who would have thought that in the middle of the night, Yu Qinghuan started to have a fever, and his temperature soared to 39 degrees.
He didn't have any antipyretic medicine with him, and he was embarrassed to wake Yu Xin up for such a small matter. It happened that there was still a lot of ginger soup left from the afternoon cooking for Zhao Qingyuan, so he heated it up himself, drank most of the pot, and fell asleep again in a daze.
He thought he was young and could get over it by fighting back. Unexpectedly, when I woke up the next morning, not only did I feel pain all over my body, but I even felt a little dizzy.
He took the temperature with a thermometer and found that it had not dropped but had risen to 39.4 degrees.
But there was no time for him to rest, as the crew was about to set off for South City. Yu Xin was angry and worried, so he hurried to the drugstore to buy two antipyretic pills and asked him to swallow them.
Liu Jiaan was very worried when he saw how sick he looked, and wanted to take him to the hospital as soon as they arrived in Nancheng. However, when getting his boarding pass, Yu Qinghuan, who was always cautious, couldn't find his ID card.
Yu Xin searched his body and luggage thoroughly but couldn't find it, so he guessed that it must have been left in the hotel.
Yu Qinghuan always kept his things in good order, so Yu Xin never asked about it. Who knew that he was so distracted by the fever today that he made such a mistake.
The hotel they were staying in this time was far from the airport. Even if they found their ID cards immediately and turned back, they might not be able to catch the flight.
"Everyone else can go first. Qinghuan and Yu Xin should change their tickets. The next flight is at 2 pm. If it takes off normally, it will not delay the roadshow in the evening." Liu Jiaan frowned and thought for a while, and finally came up with a solution.
"I'm sorry, Director Liu," Yu Qinghuan apologized repeatedly, "I'm sorry for causing you trouble. I'll try to get there as soon as possible."
Liu Jiaan was originally quite annoyed, but seeing that his eyes were red from the fever, he felt a little sorry for him and could only say, "It's okay, just get your ID back first."
Yu Qinghuan nodded and was about to go back to the hotel with Yu Xin when Zhao Qingyuan suddenly came out and said, "I won't leave. I'm worried about Qinghuan like this."
"Nonsense!" Liu Jiaan scolded him with a stern face and refused to agree at all.
Although Yu Qinghuan is very popular nowadays, he is not as popular as Zhao Qingyuan after all. If he is late or delayed, his fans will be resentful, but nothing serious will happen.
But it was different for Zhao Qingyuan. Their roadshow could be without anyone except him.
However, Zhao Qingyuan was a stubborn person. No matter what anyone said, he refused to leave and insisted on staying here with Yu Qinghuan.
"The weather is normal now. The plane will definitely take off normally at 2 pm and arrive in South City before 5 pm. It won't delay the roadshow at all."
Zhao Qingyuan was not reckless and willful. He handed the phone to Liu Jiaan and said, "Uncle Liu, don't worry. I won't joke about such a serious matter."
Liu Jiaan can get angry at anyone, but he just can't be hard-hearted towards Zhao Qingyuan. After being harassed by him for so long, I finally agreed to let him stay.
After the morning, Yu Qinghuan's cold got worse. Not only were tears streaming down his face, but he was also sneezing non-stop.
Fortunately, the ID card was indeed left at the hotel, and the front desk returned it to them as soon as they arrived. Zhao Qingyuan and Yu Xin finally squeezed out some time to take Yu Qinghuan to the hospital for an injection.
The medicine Yu Qinghuan took contained sleeping pills, so he had been sleeping since he boarded the plane. After landing, Yu Xin had to work very hard to wake him up.
"I told you there can't be any delay," Zhao Qingyuan checked the time after getting off the plane and said to Yu Qinghuan while dialing Liu Jiaan's number.
The phone was connected as soon as it rang. Before Zhao Qingyuan could say anything, Liu Jiaan's complicated voice came from the other end, "Qingyuan, are you in South City now?"
"We're here," Zhao Qingyuan said proudly, "So, I said we could catch the roadshow."
Liu Jiaan sighed when he heard this: "You can catch up, but we can't."
Zhao Qingyuan was stunned: "What?"
Liu Jiaan: "Our plane suddenly leaked oil just as it was about to take off, and now everyone on the flight is stranded at the airport. I wanted to call you, but my phone got squeezed out when I was running out of the plane, and I couldn't remember your number. When I finally found my phone, you were already on the plane."
Zhao Qingyuan: "..."
Unexpectedly, such an ups and downs story happened in just a few hours!
Liu Jiaan sighed again, "Fortunately you insisted on staying, otherwise today's road show would be ruined. I have already informed the organizers, you and Qinghuan can take over tonight."
"...I understand." Zhao Qingyuan spoke to him a few more words before hanging up the phone.
Yu Qinghuan was sitting next to him, and Liu Jiaan had a loud voice, so he could hear their conversation clearly.
Just when he was about to discuss with Zhao Qingyuan what arrangements to make next, Zhao Qingyuan suddenly moved closer to him and said with emotion: "You are really a living koi."
Yu Qinghuan: “…”
There were only two of them from the crew, not to mention the stylist. Fortunately, Zhao Qingyuan knew a lot of people and urgently borrowed a styling team from somewhere else.
"Qinghuan, don't go on stage if you're not feeling well." Even after the injection, Yu Qinghuan still had a fever.
Seeing his pale face, Zhao Qingyuan couldn't help but said, "I can do it by myself. Uncle Liu will definitely understand."
After a pause, he continued, "And if we all took that flight, I'm afraid no one would be able to come now, so don't force yourself."
"It's okay." Yu Qinghuan replied to him, reached out to call the makeup artist, and signaled him to put on heavier makeup so as not to look sick.
"Are you stupid?" Zhao Qingyuan leaned close to his ear, "Don't wear makeup even if you go on stage! Don't be shy, just go on stage like this and let the fans and the media see how hard it is for you."
"No," Yu Qinghuan shook his head, "Huo Qu has been watching the roadshow video, I'm afraid he will be worried."
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