Beijing Television.
The door to the rehearsal room was closed.
The sound of a guitar …
The sound of bass …
The melody came wave after wave.
The only thing missing was the sound of singing!
This was because at this moment, Zhang Ye could no longer sing. His throat was so serious that he had lost his voice. He could still make syllables when he spoke, but once he sang, half of his voice could not come out. It was empty! Even so, he hummed along and tried his best to fit in with the band.
They finished rehearsing the first song.
Then they started to rehearse the second song.
Two hours had passed. The band and the live staff looked at the man in the clown mask standing on the stage and felt sorry for him.
Bai Yuanfei couldn't take it anymore. "Alright, that's enough!"
But of all things, Zhang Ye said, "Old … band members, let's do it again …"
Bai Yuanfei was anxious. "You're already like this. Just do it! Go to the hospital first! "
Zhang Ye waved it off. "I'm fine. Come … again." Then, he walked off the stage and bumped heads with the band's guitarist, pointing out a few problems. "Here, I … want … cough, cough … the guitar … I don't want any other … instruments." Pointing to another spot, he said with difficulty, "Here, I'll sing … acapella."
The guitarist hurriedly said, "I know, I know. Please, please stop talking!"
Zhang Ye nodded. "One more … time. Sorry for the trouble."
Once.
Once.
Again.
This had always been Zhang Ye's style. He was too strict with himself. In his pursuit of art, he would never allow any flaws. Even if his body was in a very bad condition, he still required himself to do his best within the limits of what he was allowed to do.
Fool him a little?
Make do?
Not bad enough?
That was not his style!
Han Qi sat on a chair below the stage. Unbeknownst to her, her eyes had turned red.
The rehearsal was over.
Han Qi hurriedly ran onto the stage and supported The Clown. She dragged him off the stage and into the waiting room. "The station has sent for a doctor. He's already here!"
Zhang Ye nodded. "Thank … thank you."
Han Qi said with heartache, "Please, please don't speak anymore."
As soon as they left, Hu Fei and his men arrived!
"How is it?" Hu Fei asked worriedly.
Bai Yuanfei smiled bitterly. "I'm done rehearsing."
The guitarist was also moved. "I've never seen such a desperate person! Other healthy contestants had only rehearsed the two songs seven or eight times yesterday. He was so sick, yet he had rehearsed the two songs a total of twenty-three times! I've never seen such a person before! He's playing with his life! "
Hou Ge said, "Can he sing? Can you go on stage? "
Dafei said nervously, "We're about to start recording!"
Bai Yuanfei pondered for a moment, "Don't worry, he will definitely be able to go on stage. People like him, even if the sky falls down, he will stand on stage and sing the last line before falling down!"
…
Other than The Clown, the other five starting singers were ready.
In Sunset Glow's lounge.
Sunset Glow asked, "How's The Clown?"
Her contact sighed and said, "I heard that she just finished rehearsing and couldn't sing at all."
Sunset Glow: "What a pity."
The person said, "Yeah, he's definitely going to be eliminated."
…
Petal Shower's lounge.
Her contact said, "Teacher, how do you feel?"
"I feel great." Petal Shower smiled. "I can't wait anymore."
The contact said, "That's great. We'll definitely crush the other contestants this time!"
Petal Shower suddenly asked, "I heard that one of the masked singers has fallen ill?"
The contact said, "Yes, it's quite serious. It's difficult for him to even speak. The rules state that two people will be eliminated in every round. He must be one of them. He might not even be able to sing the first song, let alone the second."
The other contestants had heard about The Clown's situation and felt that it was a pity. In their opinion, even though this person's previous songs were a little strange, he was still very good. His bel canto singing was really unrivaled, so he should have been a very strong competitor. But now, a severe cold caused by losing his voice was clearly fatal. Regardless of whether The Clown went on stage or not, it seemed like he had already lost his chance to advance to the next round!
…
In the infirmary.
Zhang Ye had already returned.
Han Qi said anxiously, "Doctor, quickly take a look at him!"
At this moment, Zhang Ye was sweating profusely. It was the kind of sweat that dripped down his face. His face was covered by the mask, but anyone could tell that it was definitely not good!
The doctor came over with a frown. "Open your mouth."
Zhang Ye did as he was told.
"Speak."
"Ah."
"Lower your tongue."
The doctor took out a thermometer and let him hold it in his mouth. Then he put on a stethoscope and placed it on his body. At this moment, the readings from the thermometer came out. The doctor took a look at it.
A fever of 40 ° C!
The doctor's expression changed!
Han Qi's face also turned a little pale!
The door to the infirmary was pushed open one after another. Hu Fei and the program team had arrived, as well as Dong Shanshan. She had just finished getting her makeup done and rushed over when she heard about the emergency.
Dong Shanshan asked, "How is it?"
"Doctor." Hu Fei said, "Can he make it?"
The doctor did not even think before saying, "Substitute him. He can't possibly go on stage!"
Hu Fei took a deep breath. "How serious is it?"
The doctor threw the thermometer over. "A fever of 40 ° C, a severe viral cold, inflammation of the tonsils, and signs of pneumonia. What do you think?"
"What?"
"It's that serious?"
"This …"
"Then he really can't make it!"
The doctor looked at Zhang Ye and ordered, "The car is outside. You must immediately follow me to the hospital for treatment. Don't even think about going on stage. It's impossible!"
But Zhang Ye shook his head. "I'm … fine!"
The doctor said angrily, "You're already in this state and you call that fine? Most people with a fever like yours wouldn't even be able to get out of bed, yet you came here to rehearse? And you even rehearsed for more than two hours? Do you not want to live anymore? "
Only now did everyone realize what kind of condition The Clown had been in to rehearse in!
However, a firm voice came from behind the clown mask. "I'm fine."
The doctor said angrily, "Come with me to the hospital immediately!"
Hu Fei also knew that he couldn't go on and immediately said, "Teacher Clown, you …"
Zhang Ye interrupted, "I can go on stage. You don't have to … say anything."
The doctor lost his temper and said, "You can't even stand properly! You can't even make a sound! Why are you going on stage! "
Zhang Ye looked at him. "Give me … a syringe!"
The doctor said, "In your condition, a syringe might not be of any use!"
Zhang Ye said calmly, "Give me … a syringe!"
He often lost his voice when he spoke, so when he finished a sentence, some of his words were not audible at all. It was a little choppy, but everyone could still understand him!
"Teacher Clown!"
"You …"
Zhang Ye waved it off, indicating for them to stop talking!
The doctor looked into Zhang Ye's eyes. "Are you sure?"
Zhang Ye nodded. "Come on!"
The doctor had no other choice. "Let me tell you this first. Your condition is too serious. If we administer a syringe, the side effects and damage to you will be greater than others!"
Zhang Ye simply said, "Understood!"
The doctor clenched his teeth. "OK!" He turned around and said, "There aren't so many people here. Let's all go out."
Hu Fei and the others wanted to say something but hesitated. In the end, they still went out.
But Han Qi did not leave and stayed behind.
Zhang Ye unbuttoned his collar a little and revealed his neck.
The doctor prepared the medicine and adjusted the dosage.
Han Qi stood beside him, biting her lip and not saying a word.
Five minutes later.
"Are you ready?"
"Yes."
"Done."
"OK."
The doctor squeezed Zhang Ye's neck. Very quickly, a syringe was slowly inserted.
Zhang Ye's eyelids twitched as a piercing pain assaulted him. He was the kind of person who was most afraid of going to the hospital. Ever since he was young, his expression would change drastically at the mention of the hospital. As such, whenever he was sick, he would just stay at home and take his medicine. But not today. He needed to have a voice. He needed to be able to sing!
After the syringe was administered.
The doctor helped him move his muscles a little.
After a while, the doctor asked, "Try making a sound."
Zhang Ye tried singing, "Splendid … Mountains … Like a Painting …"
He still lost his voice!
The doctor shook his head. "It won't work."
Han Qi hurriedly said, "Teacher, forget it. Really, just forget it!"
But Zhang Ye just said, "It's better … a little better! Give me another shot! "
The doctor said angrily, "Do you think this is an IV drip? This is a sealing needle! Do you know the side effects of this? Just one shot is more than enough for you! "
"Again!" Zhang Ye said loudly.
The doctor clenched his teeth. "If anything happens, I won't care!"
Zhang Ye said, "Again!"
Another shot went in!
This time, it was even more painful than before. Zhang Ye's hands were trembling. The pain was not even the pain of being pinched, but a pain that went from his throat all the way to his heart!
The syringe was over.
Zhang Ye was sweating even more. After resting for a while and waiting for the medicine to take effect, he tried again. "Splendid Mountains … Like a Painting!"
It was much better!
But it was still not enough!
The upper register was not working!
Zhang Ye closed his eyes. "Again!"
Han Qi immediately stopped him. "No more! Absolutely not! "
Zhang Ye looked indifferent. "Again!"
Han Qi shouted, "Teacher!"
Zhang Ye shouted without any explanation, "Again!"
This time, the doctor did not say a word. He looked quietly at the man in the clown mask, turned around, and picked up the syringe …
Han Qi could not bear to watch any longer. She turned around and ran out of the door. Hu Fei had already gone over to the stage to direct the performance, but there were still quite a few people left at the entrance of the infirmary.
Hou Ge, Xiao Lu, Dafei, and the others were all there.
"How is it?"
"Can you sing?"
"What's the situation, Little Han?"
Han Qi did not say a word. She just squatted down and started crying!
"Little Han!"
"This …"
Everyone looked at each other and suddenly felt their hearts sink!
Soon after, the door to the infirmary was pushed open from the inside. The first person to come out was the doctor.
Everyone hurriedly gathered around him!
"Doctor!"
"Can he do it?"
"How's Teacher Clown?"
The doctor looked at everyone and said, "If anything happens to him in the future, don't look for me! I've also treated a lot of celebrities and given them ICU, but this is the first time I've seen a lunatic like him who doesn't care about his life! Who exactly is this person that your program team has invited this time? "
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