Be the favorite in the talent show

Before the start of the concert, the teachers of the company arranged hellish training for the five little stars, and their life was worse than when they were trainees in kindergarten.

Tong Juan really couldn't bear it. His Omega physical fitness in his previous life was incomparable to other people's. After coming to the mother planet, he didn't improve. He even became more vulnerable because he needed to do tasks to maintain his life.

Although he survived the competition, it also consumed most of Tong Juan's energy, and he hasn't regained it until now.

Every afternoon, soon after the practice started, Tong Juan broke out in sweat. His whole body was as wet as if he had just been fished out of the water. His brown hair stuck to his face. It looked like he was going to be out of breath at any moment.

It would be fine if it happened once, but Tong Juan has been in this state for several days, and the others gradually realized the seriousness of the matter.

Seeing that Tong Juan walked to the side in the middle of practice again, the others hurriedly stopped the music.

Tong Juan leaned against the wall, sweat dripping down his hair, his originally wide short sleeves were soaked and stuck to his skin, revealing his slender lines, he looked even thinner than before.

But at this time, Tong Juan's body was still fragrant, even after sweating so much, it was already a pleasant fragrance.

The others had already regained their strength after the noon rest, and it was the time when they were full of energy. Unexpectedly, Tong Juan's body was already overloaded.

Wen Yu went directly to the office to find Ji Ming, Pei Siran wiped Tong Juan's sweat with paper, and Pu Hezhou unscrewed a bottle of fruit juice and handed it to Tong Juan.

Tong Juan's condition was really bad, his hands were trembling when he took the juice, and his knuckles were slightly white, which was enough to show how much effort he had exerted.

Grape juice came out of the bottle and dripped onto Tong Juan's white short sleeves, which had a strange beauty.

"Are you okay?" Pei Siran looked at Tong Juan nervously, his voice trembling imperceptibly, "Go to the hospital, okay?"

Tong Juan drank a few sips, his slack consciousness came back, his long eyelashes shook slowly a few times, and it took him a while to realize what Pei Siran said just now, "No, I'm fine."

He had no strength, and his words were as light as cotton. Wen Yu and Ji Ming just heard the second half when they came.

The man in a casual suit pushed down the frame on the bridge of his nose, touched Tong Juan's sweat-drenched forehead, and heaved a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, he didn't have a fever. What's wrong? Go to the hospital?"

[System] Tong Juan summoned in his heart, [Is this the only way my body can do it? 】

A few seconds later, the familiar electronic sound sounded, and Tong Juan could hear a bit of guilt from it.

[Sorry, the host, as an alien population, is not fully compatible with the current world.I have tried many times, but...]

【I see】

Tong Juan took a deep breath and felt relaxed for a moment.It's just a small problem, it can't die.

"I'm fine, just a little tired." Tong Juan looked at the people around him, "Really, I'm just a little tired."

But his originally beautiful face was pale and bloodless, and his cheeks that had finally gained some flesh seemed to be a little smaller, which made this sentence completely unconvincing.

"Then go to see a Chinese medicine doctor?" Ji Ming looked at Tong Juan's face and frowned, "There is no way for you to go on like this."

"It's really okay." Tong Juan drank a few more sips of fruit juice, and felt that his body's powerlessness was not so strong. Although his hands and feet were still heavy, but fortunately he listened to his commands, but his voice was still weak, with a bit of weakness : "I'll be fine after a while."

The grape juice smudged around Tong Juan's lips, and the originally weird color turned out a bit cute on Tong Juan's perfect face, making it impossible for anyone to embarrass him.

Ji Ming just sighed, and said earnestly: "Don't lie to me, you must tell me if you feel unwell, the hospital is actually not as scary as you think."

"I'm not afraid." Tong Juan explained tiredly with drooping eyebrows.

But he looks weak and totally unconvincing.

"Okay, okay." Ji Ming nodded, and said perfunctorily, "You are not afraid, then don't train today, go back and rest."

Tong Juan's lips were pursed into a straight line. He knew that no matter what he said today, Ji Ming would not believe it, so he just let it be.

"Rest here for a while, and go back when you feel better." Ji Ming said, and then looked at the others, "Tell me if you feel uncomfortable, and continue practicing if you don't have any."

After finishing speaking, he asked Tong Juan, who was still pale, "Would you like to go to my office and lie down for a while?"

"No, I'll go home directly." Tong Juan moved his legs, ready to stand up from the ground.

Pei Siran stood up first, then helped Tong Juan to stand up slowly, feeling the man's cold body temperature, and said worriedly: "I'll take you back."

Ji Ming: "I'll drive him off."

Tong Juan breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay, thank you Brother Ming."

"Then let's go now." Ji Ming said.

The others sent Tong Juan all the way to the underground parking lot, and watched Ji Ming's car drive before going upstairs.

"Why did his body become like this all of a sudden." Wen Yu said worriedly, "Obviously he was fine a few days ago."

You can still joke with him.

"It's not very good all the time." Pu Hezhou said, "I remember that when Tired was recording the show, he lived in the secondary hospital?"

Pu Hezhou's words seemed to open up the dusty memories of several people, and the scene of Tong Juan vomiting blood and fainting after the stage recording of the theme song came to the fore.

The smoky gray clothes set off the handsome black-haired young man. Unexpectedly, when the music stopped, the person who was smiling at the camera immediately shook his body and fell down.

At that time, the whole studio was in chaos, everyone gathered together, looking at the thin figure who was held tightly in Pei Siran's arms, the beautiful face was as pale as paper, the blood on the lips was the only color, beautiful And fragile.

However, after Tong Juan was discharged from the hospital the next day and regained his former vitality, they gradually forgot about it.

Forgot that Tong Juan was in poor health, his vocal cords were injured, and he vomited blood...

"It's going to kill you, why did you forget about this?" Wen Yu said angrily.

"Has he recovered now?" Shen Yuannan asked Pei Siran.

Pei Siran was left speechless by the question, he wanted to answer that he had recovered, but judging from Tong Juan's condition today, it was obvious that he hadn't recovered all the time, fortunately he didn't vomit blood today, but his pale face also Not going anywhere.

"Don't blame yourself too much." Pu Hezhou glanced at Pei Siran's expression, and patted him on the shoulder, "Tired has always been strong, and it's not your fault."

Having said that, when the four of them were training in the afternoon, they still felt the emptiness of the practice room, not only the practice room, but also the emptiness in their hearts.

After Ji Ming sent Tong Juan home, he went to the restaurant downstairs to pack some light soup and rice for Tong Juan. Before he left, he saw the takeaway boxes left on the dining table and decided to find an aunt who was in charge of cooking.

Although the people around him fell into self-blame for not taking good care of others at the same time, the patient Tong Juan finished his meal and slept again. After waking up, he felt much better.

[What to do? System] After eating and drinking enough, Tong Juan lay lazily on the bed, [I will not be able to train every day in the future, it will kill me]

system:……

Why does it feel that Tong Juan is still a little happy?

[Can I stop working so hard] Tong Juan looked at the white ceiling, because there was no one else around, Tong Juan uttered the dialogue with the system, 【I want to live a few more years in this world】

I didn't think it before, but now that I met Pei Siran and other people, Tong Juan wanted to stay in this world for a while longer.

[As long as the host can complete the task on time, he can do whatever he wants. 】The system replied, 【Don't worry, everything is in time. 】

Tong Juan heaved a sigh of relief, stood up from the bed, and was about to steal an ice cream from the refrigerator to eat, when he opened the door, he saw Pei Siran standing at the door.

Pei Siran drooped his head, his puppy-like eyes were full of despair, as if he had been struck by lightning.

Tong Juan froze in place, tightened his hand holding the doorknob slightly, and asked nervously, "What's wrong..."

Pei Siran's voice was surprisingly hoarse: "Tong Juan, tell the truth, do you have some kind of illness?"

Tong Juan: "???"

He was confused and looked at him puzzled: "What are you talking about?"

"Stop lying." Pei Siran was about to cry, "I heard what you said just now, tell me, what's wrong with you?"

[System, what did I just say? 】

The system is already used to Tong Juanyu's memory, 【You just said that you want to live in this world for a few more years. 】

……

How can it be such a coincidence?

Tong Juan looked at Pei Siran who was lonely and pitiful like a discarded dog hook, his expression gradually froze.

This is a big misunderstanding!

When Pei Siran saw Tong Juan's expression changed, he thought he was right, tears rolled in his eyes: "What's wrong with you?"

Tong Juan was dumbfounded by Pei Siran's yelling, and even opened the door with other people in the room to check the situation.

In front of the white bedroom door, Tong Juan, who was wearing pink pajamas, was blocked by Pei Siran, who was taller than him, and only a piece of pink clothes could be seen.

Pu Hezhou frowned: "What are you doing? Tired and sick, why are you yelling at him?"

"That's right, let's talk if you have something to say." Wen Yu poked his head out.

Pei Siran turned a deaf ear, just staring at Tong Juan: "What's wrong with you talking."

Tong Juangan moved his mouth a few times, but he really didn't know what to say: "I didn't how..."

Pei Siran put on a begging look again: "Please, Tong Juan, tell me, please, what is it that prevents you from living in this world for a few more years?"

After saying this, the expressions of the other three people also changed.

Pu Hezhou walked in front of the two people, his voice trembling unconsciously, "What's going on?"

Shen Yuannan directly grabbed Tong Juan's wrist, and only after holding it in his hand did he realize how thin this man was, and he couldn't help but frowned: "Come on, follow me to the hospital."

[System...what to do...] Tong Juan asked anxiously.

【drop!This question is beyond the scope. 】

The bedroom door, which was neither wide nor narrow, was full of people. Tong Juan huddled behind the door, clutching the door frame with one hand, while Shen Yuannan held the other hand in his hand, his beautiful peach eyes were full of helplessness.

And the only answer to him was a cold electronic voice.

Now Tong Juan really wants to cry but has no tears.

The author has something to say: my delicate and frail wife (devil laughs)