Reborn ghost superstar

He Jinglin raised his hand and glanced at his watch, "It's 7:45 in the evening, you've been asleep for almost a day."

"7:45 p.m.?!" Jiang Feng sat up suddenly and wanted to get out of bed, but because he got up too quickly and the blood supply to his brain was insufficient, he became dizzy before sitting up straight, and fell back heavily.

"The recording and rehearsal are over long ago. Cheng Lu asked for leave for you. You just want to concentrate on resting." He Jinglin set up a pillow and helped Jiang Feng sit up, tucked him in, and handed him another glass of water Li, "Eat something, sleep after eating, tomorrow will be fine."

"...Mmm, um." Jiang Feng nodded in a daze, finally waking up from the nightmare and understanding the surrounding situation.It is true that if it is almost 8 o'clock in the evening, no matter how anxious he is, he will not be able to make up for it. Cheng Lu has already made arrangements for him to make up for it, and the thing to do now is to recover from his illness as soon as possible.

Although I have been busy with the new album for more than a week and have no time to run in the morning, I used to run 5000 meters in the morning almost without interruption.Jiang Feng also had the urge to poke his shoulder blades with his finger now - where did he go for those 5000 meters and he was still so weak?It's just unscientific that I can't bear it after a few nights!

High fever affects appetite the most. Jiang Feng doesn't feel hungry, but his throat is extremely thirsty.He picked up the water glass and took a big sip. The slightly hot water irritated his swollen and inflamed throat even more. When he swallowed it, his brows were wrinkled in pain.

He Jinglin went to the kitchen to serve porridge, and wiped Jiang Feng's hands with a hot towel. "There is something wrong with Wang Yan's family and I can't make it through today, so I will make a fool of myself. I hope it suits your taste."

He scooped up a spoonful of porridge, lowered his head to cool it gently, frowned slightly, and his eyes were extremely focused, which made Jiang Feng slightly stunned. After he put the spoon to his mouth for a while, he said hesitantly: "Myself It's okay to come..."

He Jinglin curled his lips, but did not insist, and handed the bowl and spoon to Jiang Feng.The hot preserved egg and lean meat porridge was steaming out, making Jiang Feng's eyes a little sore, as if he was about to shed tears.

He took a sip slowly, and the soft, glutinous and smooth touch felt less pressure on the throat than hot water, and unexpectedly, it did not cause too much pain when swallowing.

"It's very delicious." Jiang Feng swallowed a few mouthfuls and said vaguely.

Patients with high fever actually had a very bland taste and couldn't taste anything. Jiang Feng just felt that he was very grateful to have someone who was willing to take care of him like this, and there was no reason to pick and choose.What's more, the porridge can be stewed into such a thick and warm taste, and the taste must not be much worse.

He Jinglin stared at Jiang Feng for a while, wondering if he really believed what he said, he lowered his head and sighed after a while.

"It seems that people are like this. When you concentrate on doing one thing, it's okay to hold it all at once. Once you relax, you will be very easy to get sick. When I was in college, I participated in some college students' simulated entrepreneurship competition. It’s not a problem to start a business, but the team’s sense of honor is indeed a magical thing. At that time, I thought that no matter what, I could not let the team I led lose to others.”

This experience seemed to be a memory he cherished very much, and He Jinglin looked very gentle when he said it. "I remember that I was struggling for two months and finally won a national first prize. As a result, on the night of the award presentation, I couldn't do it without going to the award ceremony. Then I had a high fever for more than a week. That was since I can remember. The only time I thought I might actually die."

"Nonsense!" Jiang Feng's hand holding the spoon shook violently, "How can anyone die if they catch a cold or have a fever?"

He Jinglin spread his hands, "Before the discovery of penicillin, colds were one of the diseases with the highest mortality rate. Nowadays, many children die because of persistent high fever."

Jiang Feng couldn't say no to He Jinglin, and felt a little depressed about this topic, so he put down his half-drunk porridge, and said angrily, "I can't eat any more."

He Jinglin smiled, lifted Jiang Feng's sweat-soaked hair on his forehead, and gently wiped his forehead with a hot towel, then continued downward, carefully wiping his brow bone, bridge of nose, cheeks, and ears.The warm touch relieves headaches, and the refreshment after wiping off sweat makes people feel very comfortable.

"The amazing thing is that every time I think about that game now, I feel that it was the most fulfilling period of my life. The feeling of really working hard has never been there again. I think it may be very To a large extent, it was thanks to the serious illness that made me have such a deep impression on this matter. And I am not well now, so you should be well, huh?"

The gentle voice seemed to have some kind of magical power, which made Jiang Feng nod his head almost involuntarily.Probably just like what He Jinglin said, the days of making this album in the future will also become meaningful memories in his life.

"Speaking of which, today is Friday, do you want to watch China Jusheng? It seems to be the episode where you appeared..."

"Ahhh - I have to watch it! I have to watch it!" After more than a week, Jiang Feng completely forgot the date. After looking at his phone, he realized that it was late August, which was the day when Chen Ruiwen's tutor assessment premiered.

Jiang Feng remembered as he spoke, and was pushed back by He Jinglin. "There is wind in the living room, you lie down on the bed obediently, and I will move the computer over."

How can the sound effect of a computer compare with that of a stereo? ——Jiang Feng slandered, but lay back resentfully.

The contestant in the same group, Jiang Feng, was already very familiar with it, and while watching it, he couldn't help but complain to the commentator He Jinglin.He Jinglin listened with a smile all the time, and finally said quietly: "There is always a feeling that I must not go to the movies you have seen with you..."

"What did you say?" Jiang Feng was so focused on the show that he didn't hear He Jinglin's words clearly.He Jinglin shook his head innocently, "...it's nothing."

To He Jinglin, it didn't matter what happened to the other players.He has seen countless popular singers. Of course, he doesn't pay much attention to this kind of rookie who is hard to say whether he can stand in the music scene.So during the entire game, the only two songs he was interested in watching were Jiang Feng's songs. It was also a joy to listen to Jiang Feng's complaints at other times.

There are only a few fixed camera positions in the monitors in the family room accompanying the program.After the post-editing of the program broadcast now, the singer's singing and the lively atmosphere of the scene are further highlighted, and the appeal is much stronger.

When Jiang Feng sang the song "Sleepsong", the camera frequently showed Min Fei with tears in his eyes and many audiences in the audience. It makes people feel distressed.

"I didn't notice at all on stage that so many people cried? Is this song so sensational..." "Sleepsong" is not a tear-jerking song. Jiang Feng didn't intend to make people cry. Seeing the audience There were tears in their eyes, and they felt a little uncomfortable.

"This is so wrong... I sang this song for you, but why didn't you see the Lord crying?" Jiang Feng turned his head and asked He Jinglin. Look, he burst out laughing.

He Jinglin glared at him, then turned his gaze back to the computer screen, and said calmly: "...the female audience member who just did the close-up looks pretty good."

"Hey... so you're falling in love with her? It's a pity, the person she likes is me."

At this time, in the video, Chen Ruiwen had already announced that Jiang Feng was the promoted student.The audience applauded instantly, and amidst the deafening cheers, someone could clearly recognize someone shouting Jiang Feng's name.The host on the ring stage raised Jiang Feng's hand and asked him to give a speech.

"This song has a very important meaning to me. It was sung to me by a music partner who has always supported me before I left my hometown. Indeed, as Teacher Yang Song said, it is a The first song to send people away. To this day, this song can still give me a lot of strength. Therefore, I am very happy to have the opportunity to share the strength and touch that this song brings to me... to everyone. Thank you .”

The camera gave a close-up of Jiang Feng's upper body. In the camera, he could clearly see a thin layer of sweat on Jiang Feng's forehead forced by the hot lights of the stage. His eye sockets were flushed. When he said this, the clear eyes Obviously there is also a mist trembling slightly.

He Jinglin was silent for a while, then leaned over and pressed an extremely affectionate kiss on Jiang Feng's forehead.His lips stayed there for a long time, still reluctant to let go.

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Jiang Feng's illness came and went quickly, just like what He Jinglin said, the fever disappeared the next day after sleeping.Apart from being tired all day in bed, there was almost no discomfort left, which made Jiang Feng even suspect that he might be too sleepy, and his body wanted to force him to sleep well by going on strike for a day.

He Jinglin was worried, so he asked Cheng Lu to change the schedule, insisting that Jiang Feng should rest at home for three days.He himself saw that Jiang Feng was fine, so he caught the plane and left. It is said that he wanted to discuss investment with a producer. It was originally the plane the night before yesterday, but he stayed an extra day to take care of Jiang Feng.This made Jiang Feng feel a little sorry, so he had to listen to his arrangement and stay at home to recuperate.

Wang Yan accompanied her parents back to her hometown to attend a cousin's wedding the day before. Hearing that Jiang Feng was ill, she hurried back the next morning, blaming herself for not being able to take care of him by his side.Jiang Feng didn't want her to care too much about this kind of thing, so he quickly changed the subject. "Sister, don't talk about this, there is a song I must show you."

He took out the CD of "From the Beginning to the Present" again, and put it on the stereo to play it contentedly.