typical accident

The sun is scorching in early June in City C, but the temperature is still pleasant. It is the time when there is a hodgepodge of clothing from all seasons. It is a rare spectacle that T-shirts, shirts, jeans, B and short skirts compete in the street.

Assistant Xiao Xu was wearing a work vest that looked very heroic even in June, and was sitting in the co-pilot of the nanny's car picking up the boxed lunch, constantly chanting: "Today's boxed lunch tastes okay. I think the ribs are pretty good." Delicious, Brother Ran, do you really not want to eat? The show will be recorded for a long time in the afternoon. You can’t eat for a few hours, and Uncle Liu told me to watch you carefully when he left yesterday. You can’t eat, or I’ll get off the car later. Buy you KFC?"

"How about Brother Ran?"

"Brother Ran, Brother Ran?"

"Are you okay, Brother Ran?"

Ji Yuran was wrapped in a long-sleeved jacket and hooded and leaned against the car window, drowsy. He was bombarded for a long time before he responded: "No, I won't eat."

Although Xiao Xu was not reconciled, he also knew that he would not listen to persuasion, so he had to give up and started nagging him about the program arrangement.

Ji Yuran had read these things the night before, and now he squinted his eyes half-closed, and it went into his left ear and out of his right ear. Xiao Xu talked for a long time and saw that he was really not listening, so he had no choice but to stop.

"Brother Ran, what's wrong with you today? Didn't sleep well last night?"

Ji Yuran shook his head and said nothing.

It's impossible not to sleep well. He has been free for 3 days since the last announcement, and he went to bed early last night. He neither checked Weibo nor played games. He had no dreams all night.

It's just that I don't know what kind of evil I got. When I woke up in the morning, I felt groggy and hot all over. I only drank some porridge for breakfast.This state has continued until now, causing him to lose his appetite for lunch.

"Brother Ran, are you hot in such thick clothes?"

It's hot, of course it's hot, Ji Yuran can feel the sweat dripping down from his temples, but he suspects that he has caught a cold and has a fever, so no matter what, he has to be stuffy, even if he sweats a little.

The recording studio arrived soon, and Ji Yuran got out of the car top-heavy. Before entering the dressing room, he went to the bathroom to wash his face with cold water, trying to cheer himself up.

After all, this recording is very important to him, and no mistakes can be made.

Ji Yuran is not a superstar, he is just a rookie in the entertainment industry.When I was in college, I played a few unknown supporting roles. In the past few months, I unexpectedly received attention from fans with the role of the protagonist’s younger brother in a hit drama. Afterwards, I played the second male lead in an idol drama. With popularity.

The program recorded this time can be regarded as one of the best ace variety shows in the industry. Although it is with several other popular fresh meats, it is also an opportunity that the manager has worked hard to win for him. He has to cherish it.After all, in the entertainment industry where AO dominates the screen everywhere, it is not easy for a Beta to stand out.

It was already getting late when I walked into the dressing room, and several other colleagues who were on the show together had already done their styling.After Ji Yuran went over to say hello and apologized for being late, he hurriedly sat down on the makeup chair, letting the stylist behind him to toss his face.

During the recording of the program, he tried his best not to let himself show fatigue, but the feeling of dizziness and fever all over the body has not been relieved, but has a tendency to intensify.By the time the show was filming and changing clothes to touch up makeup, sweat was dripping from my forehead

"Mr. Ji's complexion is not very good, are you feeling unwell?" The makeup artist, a Beta girl in her early twenties, asked thoughtfully.

"I didn't sleep well at night, I'm sorry for your trouble." Ji Yuran smiled at her in the mirror.

"It's okay, it doesn't affect your appearance, just thicken it up a bit, that's--can you sign some autographs for me later? My best friend and I are both your fans."

Just as Ji Yuran nodded with a smile, before he could speak, a faint and unusual smell suddenly came from the tip of his nose, which seemed to smell like the aroma of wine wafting from somewhere.

He froze for a moment, and before he could find out where the smell came from, it disappeared.Immediately afterwards, there were noisy voices coming from the door of the dressing room, the door was pushed open, and the director led two people in.

Walking in the front was a woman in her 40s, well-dressed, probably a manager; the person behind was tall, wearing a black peaked cap, she couldn't see her face clearly, and a section of pheromone isolation was exposed under the cuff of her coat ring.

Ji Yuran was wondering about the identity of the person who came, when he heard the girl behind the make-up artist exclaim in a low voice, unable to conceal her surprise: "My god, Xie Chu, is this the real Xie Chu? Ahhhhhh ah--"

Ji Yuran looked at the little girl who claimed to be his fan just a second ago, and was so excited that he wanted to jump up and hug her thigh. He felt the vicissitudes of life, but at the same time he understood. It seems that what Brother Chen said before has a big name to point out. This is it.

Xie Chu, one of the former idol members of the national men's group, continued to develop as a singer after the group disbanded, and now it seems to be the top traffic in the domestic music scene, with a huge fan base, almost everyone knows it among the younger generation .

After finishing his makeup, he learned from the director that Xie Chu was here to promote his new single, and because of schedule issues, he only had time to record half of the show, so he indirectly made it easy for newcomers like them.

Normally, Ji Yuran would be more or less surprised. After all, the opportunity to share the stage with a big star is precious, but now his mind is only muddled, and the extra bit of clarity is used to worry about the next show. I don't care whether the national idol looks the same as in the photo.

After finishing his makeup and returning to the stage, the host grandly introduced Xie Chu's arrival. The screams from below the stage almost pierced his eardrums. For some reason, he was particularly sensitive to the smell and sound of the outside world today. , the cheers of nearly a thousand people stimulated him so much that he almost couldn't stand still and fell down.

When the show ended, Ji Yu's sweat on his back almost wet his clothes. Fortunately, he stood in the corner the whole time and should not have been noticed. However, the camera can be imagined to be pitiful, and he would probably be scolded by Brother Chen when he went back. a meal.

The others left one after another after saying hello. Ji Yuran received a text message from Xiao Xu, saying that he was stuck on the road and had to go to the backstage lounge to wait.

There was no one in the lounge, and he opened the door and sat on the sofa.The heat on his body still didn't drop, and it didn't take long for the T-shirt that had just been air-dried to be soaked again.

I don't know how long it took, when he propped his head and pressed the lock screen of the phone again but didn't see any news from Xiao Xu, the door was suddenly pushed open.

Ji Yuran raised his head and stared blankly at the black figure who walked in. It took a while for his dull brain to recognize who it was, and after a little hesitation, he still greeted him very stiffly out of politeness: "Hello."

The surprise in Xie Chu's eyes disappeared in a flash. After nodding at him, he sat on the single sofa at the other end of the room and played with his mobile phone with his head down.

The other party obviously didn't intend to talk to him, but it was just right, Ji Yuran thought drowsily.