Chapter 103 A Night Without Stars
It was indeed as the medical staff said, Xie Qingyu's allergic symptoms were not serious. After taking the anti-allergic medicine she prepared, it quickly took effect and his condition improved significantly.
Although there was still a slight delay in his gestures, it wasn't noticeable, but there were still subtle differences from usual.
"Medications can only temporarily relieve symptoms," the medical staff explained as they packed up their equipment. "Ultimately, the body has to metabolize the allergens naturally. This requires the liver, kidneys and other organs to work together, and it usually takes 12-24 hours for full recovery."
She deliberately added, "The dosage I prescribed is very mild, mainly because..." She swallowed the words back and said, "A good night's rest will heal."
In talent shows, which have extremely strict requirements on personal image
As a medical worker, you must be extremely cautious when using medication.
In particular, glucocorticoids, which are common in anti-allergic drugs, although they work quickly, may cause side effects such as drug-induced obesity, which is a disaster for idols who need to appear on camera.
Xie Qingyu nodded in understanding and thanked him softly.
His little head is a little clearer now, at least he can think for himself, haha!!!
When I think back to what happened just now, my emotions become inexplicably complicated. I feel embarrassed that I accidentally fell on a small piece of mango cake.
Later on, because he got too excited so quickly, his brain couldn't react flexibly and he did a series of embarrassing things, but that's all.
What was even more difficult for him to accept was that he was finally knocked down by the allergic symptoms and collapsed in front of so many people and cameras... This plot was even more dramatic than a soap opera.
Xie Qingyu had no doubt that the program team was determined to attract attention. They would definitely broadcast that segment, which would be equivalent to...
Wan La!!! Can he still pick up his idol image? [crying]
In addition, what made him even more heartbroken was that he had to say goodbye to his favorite mangoes from now on.
Xie Qingyu sighed melancholy, as if he saw countless mango pancakes and mango mousse drifting away from him—the heart of a mango lover was gently broken at this moment.
However, after experiencing this sudden incident, he really should reflect on himself. He was indeed bewitched by mangoes and got fooled.
But in the future, if you encounter similar foods that may cause allergies, it is better not to eat them easily.
At present, this body is a "little delicate bag" and is prone to allergies to both internal and external use.
After the program recording is finished, I will also have to do a comprehensive allergen test during the physical examination.
After Xie Qingyu's condition stabilized, Qu Qinghuan picked up the loudspeaker again with a helpless smile on his face. It was obvious that as the initiator, he was secretly "coerced" by the program team again.
"Next, we're going to carry out the 'Night Without Stars' special project..."
The contestants looked at each other in confusion. What's with this name that's so literary that it makes people's teeth ache?
When did program planning become so abstract? Why didn't anyone tell them?
After Qu Qinghuan explained what it meant, they were all speechless.
No? Is it hard to say "outdoor party"?
Planning teacher, please be more normal, we are afraid of pia~
"But..." She curled her lips mysteriously, "Please go back to the dormitory and change into the clothes that best represent your feelings. See you at 9:00 PM!"
This additional requirement caused the players to stir up trouble again.
Qu Qinghuan wouldn't say these things for no reason. He must know something. Is he going to meet someone?
Moreover, the program team's "most thoughtful" clothing requirements are too broad. The contestants discussed in groups of three or four whether they should dress more formally or more funny.
Xie Qingyu was daydreaming, so the director team specially sent staff to check on him.
"Qingyu, how's your recovery?" the staff member asked with concern, the camera behind them silently recording the scene. "The recording time tonight is quite long. If you're still not feeling well, you can rest in the dormitory..."
Xie Qingyu looked at the camera and understood - this was a double hint that she wanted to put on a good show while also hoping that he would take the initiative to ask to attend.
I gently moved my wrist and confirmed that the allergy symptoms had been mostly relieved.
As long as it does not harm his own health, he does not mind giving the program crew some convenience. After all, he will be staying here for quite some time, and it will not be good for him to make the relationship between the two sides tense.
"Thank you for your concern, I'm fine." Xie Qingyu smiled appropriately. "Of course I want to participate in such an interesting event."
The staff could barely hide their relief.
Xie Qingyu lowered her eyes to hide the helplessness in her eyes, but when she turned around, Leo grabbed the corner of her clothes.
"Brother, are you really okay?"
"Don't worry." Xie Qingyu rubbed his head and lowered his voice, "Help me choose some clothes later?"
Although...actually...probably..., apart from the training suits distributed by the program team, he doesn't have many clothes to choose from.
Even so, Leo went through those clothes over and over again, picking and choosing for a long time, his little face wrinkled as if he was making some important decision.
Sometimes he held up the clothes to the light and examined them carefully, and sometimes he rubbed the fabric against his cheek to feel it.
With such a professional posture, if you don’t know, you might think he is appreciating some high-end custom-made products.
Xie Qingyu leaned against the bed, looking at several almost identical pure white T-shirts in front of him, and really couldn't find any difference - they were all basic styles purchased in bulk by the original owner, with ordinary fabrics and simple cuts.
The only thing to be thankful for is that the original owner had a good aesthetic sense. When he came, at least there were no counterfeit goods with incomplete luxury logos in his wardrobe.
Otherwise, after his official debut, his old photos would be "excavated" by various parties and then dug out by the "Leeuwenhoeks" in the fashion circle. He would probably not even be given a crack in the door for high-end endorsements in the future.
"Brother! This is it!" Leo's eyes suddenly lit up. He held up a T-shirt as if he had discovered a new world, and excitedly pointed at an inconspicuous hole at the corner of the shirt.
"Look at this ripped design! So avant-garde! So trendy! And the placement is just perfect!"
Xie Qingyu opened his mouth, wanting to say something but stopped himself.
What kind of words should he use to express it... The so-called "hole element" is actually just ordinary wear and tear caused by being worn too many times, the fabric is poor, and it has been washed too many times.
But looking at Leo's sparkling eyes and curly hair, he finally just smiled stiffly: "Well, it's really special."
“Puff——”
Gu Qie leaned against the door frame at some point, his shoulders shaking from trying to hold back his laughter.
Xie Qingyu pursed her lips and glanced at him expressionlessly. The other party immediately made a gesture of pulling up his mouth, but he couldn't suppress the smile in his eyes.
After a quick wash and changing into the white T-shirt that Rio had specially picked out, Xie Qingyu calmly put on a thin sweatshirt, which just covered up the "designed hole".
Leo tugged at the hem of his shirt in confusion: "Brother, you've covered up the most fashionable part!"
——No, what I am covering up are the traces of poverty and the last dignity!
"Your brother hasn't fully recovered yet, don't let him catch a cold." Gu Qi had already changed into a white shirt and was sitting on the edge of the bed, his hair still damp from his shower.
His slender fingers casually played with the loose hair on his forehead, and his lazy and comfortable posture was like a cat sunbathing in the afternoon.
Leo nodded in sudden realization, his eyes suddenly lighting up: "Then I want to wear a hoodie too!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he ran out of dormitory 122 with a "beep beep" sound, went back to his own dormitory, rummaged through the drawers, and changed the clothes he had just put on.
At this moment, Ding Zai suddenly jumped out of the bathroom. His outfit startled Gu Qiong and made him cough. He wore a fluorescent green patent leather jacket, paired with rose-red sweatpants, three large gold chains around his neck, and... a rooster-like hairstyle.
I don’t know how many bottles of hairspray it took to weld it so firmly on the head.
"How about it? It's thoughtful, right?" Ding Zai turned around proudly.
Xie Qingyu suppressed his laughter and applauded: "Very...unique." He felt that Ding Zai and Mr. Huang from Guo Duoduo should have more common topics.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!”
Wei Liangchen and Liu Xiu had already fallen on the bed laughing. Wei Ran turned his face away silently, his shoulders shaking suspiciously.
The lethality of this outfit is comparable to the 'biochemical weapon' of the fashion world.
As the gathering time approached, the contestants walked towards the venue in twos and threes.
Although clothing requires freedom, most people choose a casual style, but they pay some attention to the details.
Of course, there are always a few "fashion rebels."
Ding's fluorescent outfit was already eye-catching enough, but I didn't expect that someone could be better at the curiosity hunting track.
Maybe he has also studied performance art aesthetics?
When Xie Qingyu and his group arrived, the venue was already bustling with activity.
The program team laid a huge waterproof mat on the lawn, and the contestants sat on the ground in groups of three or four, forming small circles.
The buffet table next to it was filled with exquisite fruit platters, vegetable salads, and branded yogurt, but almost no one touched them.
After all, everyone was already full before the "Fat Suit War" in the afternoon.
Xie Qingyu looked around, whispered a few words to Leo, and then walked towards the corner alone.
Bai Lang was lying on his back on the edge of the mat, his hands behind his head, quietly looking at the rare quiet night sky.
The clouds are very thick tonight, and the few stars that occasionally flash are quickly swallowed up.
The cushion sank slightly. Bai Lang turned his head to look and suddenly sat up straight with a start.
He subconsciously glanced around to confirm the location of the camera. This small action caused Xie Qingyu to raise an eyebrow: "What? Am I not allowed to see people?"
Bai Lang shook his head, his Adam's apple moved but he didn't say anything.
This was the first time that Xie Qingyu took the initiative to approach him in public, and several contestants in the distance had already cast curious glances at him.
In the darkness of the night, Xie Qingyu's voice was as light as a feather: "Thank you."
Bai Lang didn't turn his head, but just nodded slightly.
"No need." His response was just as gentle, and the last word dissipated in the evening breeze.
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