Battle of the Entertainment Circle

When Wei Ning walked into the backstage of the studio, his whole person looked listless. He was wrapped in a heavy down jacket, his thin and pale face was covered by a red velvet hat, and he sat on the sofa and unconsciously closed his eyes and turned to the side. Depend on.

Seeing him like this, the assistant was a little worried, and asked him in a low voice: "Brother Wei, are you feeling unwell? Are you going to be okay on stage later?"

Wei Ning shook his head. It was true that he had a terrible headache, but his throat was fine even if he didn't have a cold. If he could persevere, he still wanted to persevere, at least to finish the concert smoothly.

In addition to touring concerts in various places every year, he also holds such small concerts to give back to fans from time to time, because only a thousand people can enter the venue, and they can get in touch with him more closely, which is actually better than his large concerts. Tickets for concerts are even more difficult to find, and most of the people who come are diehard fans.

So every time, Wei Ning will spend a lot of time preparing meticulously, and often practice and record songs in the recording studio all night long, trying to achieve the most perfect effect, of course, he doesn't want to be on stage when it's time to go on stage flinch.

Last night, he stayed in the recording studio after midnight before returning home, and he blew on the wind on the road. As a result, when he woke up today, he felt that his whole body was not right.

The stylist reminded him to change clothes, Wei Ning nodded, took off his coat, opened his eyes and barely stood up, and went into the changing room.

After 15 minutes, still no one came out, the assistant sensed something was wrong, got up and knocked on the door of the changing room, no one responded and pushed it open, only to see that Wei Ning had passed out on the ground inside.

******

After accepting an interview with a certain film review magazine, it was almost five o’clock in the car back to the company. Sitting in the car, Shen Yaoxiang habitually switched on Weibo and switched accounts to see news about Wei Ning. He knew that he had a concert today. Originally, he thought the homepage would be blocked Various front-line pictures and text repo swiped the screen, and the results were unexpectedly filled with all kinds of worries, anxiety and uneasy prayers. He watched it for a long time before he realized that the concert had suddenly been canceled and rescheduled. Wei Ning seemed It was sick and entered the hospital.

My heart suddenly twisted, the news on the Internet was vague, and I couldn't tell what was going on, Shen Yaoxiang was very worried, and as soon as he returned to the company, he dismissed all the assistants around him and called Wei Ning.

It rang several times before someone picked it up, Wei Ning's voice was a little weak: "Liao Xiang, what's the matter?"

Hearing his obviously tired voice, Shen Yaoxiang felt even more uncomfortable, and asked cautiously: "Are you sick? I saw on the Internet that your concert has been cancelled?"

"Well," Wei Ning said helplessly, "I had a high fever, nearly forty degrees, and fainted in the background, and was put on an IV in the hospital all afternoon."

"...Is it better now?"

"It's still uncomfortable, I guess I'll have to lie down at home for a few days," Wei Ning said mockingly, "It's okay to be lazy."

Shen Yaoxiang knew that his character was a person who refused to admit defeat, and it was impossible to be lazy. He was afraid that his body would be uncomfortable and his heart would be uncomfortable, and he didn't know how to comfort him. He hesitated for a moment, and could only say: "Go home and have a good rest. Forget about work."

"I don't dare to think about it anymore. I have been nagged by my manager and taught by my parents."

"Your parents are there?"

"They came to the hospital to take me back, and now I'm at my parents' house."

"It's good to have parents to take care of you. You should have a good rest and don't think too much about it."

After hanging up the phone, Shen Yaoxiang was still a little restless, even hearing Wei Ning's voice made him uncomfortable, the most difficult thing was that he wanted to care about him but didn't dare to show it too obviously, so he could only cover it up with a friend's greeting.

After dealing with some things in the company and having dinner, it was already past eight o'clock when we returned home. Shen Yaoxiang, who had been thinking about Wei Ning's affairs, couldn't be at ease. He put on his coat and went out again.

He knew the address by taking a taxi to Wei Ning's parents' house. He went there with Wei Ning once when they were in a band. Of course, he was not the only one, and the rest of the team went to Wei Ning's house together. In my impression, his parents are very warm and hospitable authentic old Beijingers, but they seem to have always disapproved of his career. Over the years, he has been able to stick to his own way under the pressure of his family. easy.

An hour later, the car arrived at the destination. After getting out of the car, Shen Yaoxiang looked around. He was a little surprised that this place still maintained the same appearance as when he came here. Over the years, which place in Beijing has not changed and developed rapidly? , only this place seems to be frozen in time and space by magic, just like in the past.

Walking in along the entrance of the alley, after turning a few turns, I finally found the dark wooden door that was already somewhat mottled by memory. I raised my hand to knock on the door, but hesitated at that moment.

Even the best of friends might not be able to come to see him so suddenly at his parents' house on a cold night, not to mention that they are just acquaintances who have a cooperative relationship, will you do it yourself? Make Wei Ning disgusted?Just because Wei Ning is willing to be friends with him and doesn't mind the past doesn't mean he doesn't mind that he still likes him, excessive enthusiasm is not something he is qualified to give.

Once such emotions arise, Shen Yaoxiang only feels that all the strength in his body wants to be drained. The impulse when he just went out has disappeared. He stood at the door for a while, but was reluctant to leave, and finally just stood outside the door in the cold sat down on the stone steps.

He took out his mobile phone and fiddled with boredom, and clicked on Weibo. The latest one was posted by Wei Ning 10 minutes ago: Thank you for your concern. Today’s concert was canceled due to health reasons. I’m sorry everyone. , Let everyone worry, the rescheduled time of the concert will be announced later, everyone don’t worry, this concert has been prepared for a long time and will definitely hold without disappointing everyone, and thank you for your support.

Shen Yaoxiang hesitated for a moment, and for the first time reposted his Weibo on his tuba: drink more water, rest early.

******

Wei Ning, who was huddled under the quilt but couldn't sleep at all, was secretly playing with his phone when he saw the new Weibo that suddenly popped up on the screen. He was stunned for three seconds before realizing that Shen Yaoxiang had forwarded it to him. Looking at the line of words, he couldn't understand Di's nose was a little sour, so he clicked on WeChat and sent a message: "Xiaoxiang, are you asleep?"

The message came back in less than three seconds: "No."

"I can't sleep, can you talk to me?" Maybe it's because people are very vulnerable and rely on others for comfort when they are sick, so he sent this message without thinking too much.

Fortunately, Shen Yaoxiang didn't seem to mind, and he replied quickly: "Why can't I sleep? Are you still feeling unwell? Have you taken any medicine?"

"I ate it, the doctor prescribed it as granules, it's so bitter, and now my mouth still tastes like TAT"

Looking at the emoji sent by Wei Ning, Shen Yaoxiang couldn't help laughing, and suddenly felt the heat in his body slowly returning, and he sent it back to him: "You have to eat it, bear it and it will pass, the disease will pass." You need to take medicine and rest more to get better quickly."

"……I can not sleep."

"Why can't you sleep?"

"I have a headache but I can't sleep. I have not slept well and often suffer from insomnia at night."

Looking at the message sent back by Wei Ning on the lit screen, Shen Yaoxiang's heart ached again: "How could this happen? Have you never seen a doctor?"

"I've seen it, prescribed sleeping pills for me, I don't want to take it..."

"What do you do when you have insomnia?"

Wei Ning sniffed, and wanted to say that watching your movie would be better when he was suffering from insomnia, but he hesitated and deleted it after writing: "Watching a movie, watching it and falling asleep, but it doesn't always work, Sometimes I can’t sleep all night, and it’s better when I’m busy and tired.”

"Relax, don't think too much, sleep is very important, if you don't always sleep, your body will collapse, when you can't sleep, you should close your eyes and force yourself to sleep, don't always play with your phone."

"……Did I disturb you?"

Seeing that he seemed to have misunderstood what he meant, Shen Yaoxiang quickly explained: "No, I didn't go to bed so early, I will accompany you if you want to talk, but you can't rely on your mobile phone, and you still have to give up the habit of holding your mobile phone when you can't fall asleep in the future. Stop doing."

Looking at the obvious and not perfunctory words of concern, Wei Ning felt his eyes a little hot, as if the hopeless expectation for a long time had been answered, and at this moment when he was so ill and dazed, it seemed to be grabbing him. It was a life-saving straw: "Last night, I went to the recording studio to practice songs until after twelve o'clock before I came home. I fell ill after the cold wind. If you need a body, do you think I am quite useless?"

Shen Yaoxiang comforted him softly: "Then you promise that your parents will take care of your body in the future and won't let them worry anymore. Don't underestimate yourself. You are fine. So many people like you. Your efforts are worthwhile, but Health cannot be traded."

……Do you like me?

Wei Ning closed his eyes and replied: "I don't want to do this either, but I don't know what to do when I go home, so I might as well spend more time on work."

"Don't you have any friends to play with?"

"They're all very busy, and they rarely have time to meet up together, and it's easy to be spotted and watched by people when they go to public places, which is very annoying. Isn't it like this when you go out?"

"Let's go out too. You can't just stay at home because you don't want to be watched. If you have time in the future, if you don't mind, you can ask me out. I'll take you to play with my friends. They are very playful. people, you won’t be bored with them.”

After posting this, Shen Yaoxiang was a little nervous, afraid that Wei Ning would overthink and refuse, but fortunately, he replied quickly: "Okay, then don't think I'm annoying..."

Shen Yaoxiang was instantly amused by him again: "No, I promise not."

As the night was getting darker, he just huddled on the stone steps by the gate of Wei Ning's house and sent messages back and forth with him across a yard, his body was almost numb from the cold but he never knocked on the door.

Going back and forth aimlessly chatting with each other to spend this quiet and cold early spring night, just being able to communicate with Wei Ning in this way is enough, he doesn't want to ask for more, so that's good.