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When you get busy, time will become extremely fast. When a date target is erected in the distance, it is only a blink of an eye to catch up with it, and the bullet will never wait for anyone.

Several heavy rains took away the heat of the whole summer, and Ye Ling realized that it was already autumn when the leaves at the entrance of the theater started to turn yellow.

The special session is coming soon, Shi Xiangcheng has contacted the venue and construction, and is making final adjustments.The stage of this kind of language program is actually not complicated, there is a place and a mouth to speak.But after all, it is a special show, so we still need to arrange the stage.Xie Shuangchen made it clear to Shi Xiangcheng that the big red, big green and big peonies were the same as the annual meeting of township enterprises, and Shi Xiangcheng didn't even bother to talk to her.

My aunt has aesthetics, okay?

She asked an acquaintance to design a stage specially for her, but in fact it was mainly the background board.For example, the second curtain of the stage of the lecture hall is green, and the background is a quiet and elegant meticulous lotus pond. The lotus leaves overlap to reveal a budding lotus, and the moonlight is crystal clear. From the design drawing, Extremely chic.

"Good-looking is good-looking." Xie Shuangchen said to Shi Xiangcheng, "But from the beginning to the end, I think you seem to be implying something."

"Actually, there is another set." Shi Xiangcheng said, "It is more elegant to listen to the wind in the bamboo forest."

Xie Shuangchen said, "That's still green!"

Shi Xiangcheng gave Xie Shuangchen a blank look, and asked Ye Ling: "Mr. Ye, which one do you want? I've chosen and I'll go straight to printing. It will take some time."

Ye Ling said: "Moonlight in the lotus pond, this is it."

Shi Xiangcheng said, "I know you are from Tsinghua University!"

One week before the special performance, all the performers received newly made gowns. Zhao Mengru's craftsmanship is still the same, and the gowns look good on the body, which is very classy.

Xie Shuangchen made new ones for the supporting members, and also added a new one for Ye Ling. He didn't have any additions, so he wore the original ones.They picked a time to get dressed, and rehearsed once or twice in their own theater, and there was generally no problem with the process.

As for the content of the program, no matter how well prepared it is, it still depends on the impromptu performance of the day.

Xie Shuangchen was still painfully memorizing the lyrics, the most difficult thing was not whether he spoke smoothly or not, but whether he learned like an American.He is fine on stage, but in his private life after the stage, he has a very heavy accent. When he learns English, he speaks a Beijing film accent, so he can only change it by force.Ye Ling's English is very good, but he is not American, so he can't teach Xie Shuangchen more.

Xie Shuangchen can only feel it himself.

The performance was scheduled for a Saturday at the end of October, and there was another performance at the Pingping Society on Friday night. After the performance, everyone went out to eat. Xie Shuangchen drank two extra bowls of mutton soup, and after returning home, he had another can of Coke before going to sleep.He started to feel cold in the middle of the night, and Ye Ling was woken up by his heat.

"Wake up." Ye Ling pushed him, "Why is it so hot...wake up!"

"Cold." Xie Shuangchen was still grabbing the quilt to cover her body.

Ye Ling ran out of bed to find the thermometer, and tested it for Xie Shuangchen, the number directly showed 39 degrees two.Ye Ling is crazy, I don't know how it got like this, Xie Shuangchen is still alive and kicking during the day, there is no sign of catching a cold at all, how could he suddenly have a fever?

Thinking about it again, although Xie Shuangchen was still a relaxed and virtuous person during this period of time, Ye Ling knew that Xie Shuangchen valued this performance very much in his heart, and often got up early in the morning to memorize English, which was even harder than sprinting for the college entrance examination.Most likely it was the two bowls of mutton soup and a can of Coca-Cola that made my heart angry.

"Get up, go to the hospital." Ye Ling dragged Xie Shuangchen up from the bed, Xie Shuangchen was burning faintly, and let Ye Ling manipulate him.Ye Ling drove Xie Shuangchen to the hospital. This scene seemed familiar, but the difference this time was that there were too many people in the emergency department, and they couldn't handle Xie Shuangchen's minor illness. Ye Ling had no choice but to take Xie Shuangchen home again.

After giving Xie Shuangchen some antipyretics and pouring a lot of water, Ye Ling told Xie Shuangchen to sleep wrapped in a thick quilt.

"Hey, go to bed quickly." Ye Ling said, "Don't be serious tomorrow."

"It's unlucky." Xie Shuangchen said dejectedly.

"Don't drink mutton soup in the future." Ye Ling said, "Only porridge is allowed before the performance the day before."

"..." Xie Shuangchen sighed softly, his mind was in a state of chaos, and he fell into a deep sleep.

Life is weird sometimes, when you are complacent, it will give you a mouthful and make you sober.

After dawn, Xie Shuangchen's temperature still didn't subside, Ye Ling called Shi Xiangcheng and told her the situation. On the phone, Shi Xiangcheng went crazy and shouted: "What happened to Xie Shuangchen! He lost the chain at a critical moment!"

"He didn't do it on purpose, what's the way?" Ye Ling said, "Usually, he would be fine after taking some medicine and sleeping, but this time I don't know what's going on. Well, I'll take him to the hospital first... ..."

"What about that night?" Shi Xiangcheng was about to cry, "How can he act if he is delirious from fever?"

"...I don't know either." Ye Ling said, "Let's do this first."

In the past, Xie Shuangchen also performed while sick, but that was when he was about to recover.Moreover, there are fewer people in a small theater, and it is better to control the venue. In a venue with more than 1000 people, speaking is more difficult and difficult to control.

Ye Ling muttered in his heart, he forced himself to ignore what happened at night, and deal with Xie Shuangchen first.

Xie Shuangchen himself was obviously very mourned, and for him, this was almost catching up with "death before leaving school". He was depressed, drinking water while infusion.

"It's almost done." Ye Ling said, "It's a blessing or a disaster. If it's a disaster, it can't be avoided. Today is the time. How do you feel now?"

Xie Shuangchen said, "I feel like dying." After he finished speaking, he coughed twice, "It's over..."

"Stop talking." Ye Ling said, "Take care of your throat."

Xie Shuangchen nodded and closed his eyes to rest.

Ye Ling had no appetite all day, so Xie Shuangchen followed Ye Ling home to rest after the infusion.Shi Xiangcheng took people to build in the afternoon, and it officially started at [-] o'clock. The actors arrived at the backstage around [-] o'clock, and Xie Shuangchen could sleep with the family for a while.

It must not be expected to be good, I can only hope that the throat will not be loud, and it will not be more serious.

As night falls, the lights are on.

For example, a huge promotional poster has been hung at the entrance of the lecture hall, and there are already spontaneous organizations of fans distributing support at the entrance, making it seem like a bit of a battle.

After all, this is a small group of people, most of them are ordinary audiences. They have heard Xie Shuangchen's cross talk and thought it was funny, so they came to join in, so they were surprised by this kind of fan behavior.

Shi Xiangcheng walked up and down the back door, it was almost six o'clock, the audience in front were all entering the arena, Xie Shuangchen and Ye Ling were still there.It is said that it is on the road, how can there be a good one on the road in Beijing at this point?No wonder it wasn't blocked!

Clutching her phone, she turned around and saw Xie Shuangchen's car driving in.

"Hello!" Shi Xiangcheng waved.

After the car was parked, Ye Ling got out of the car, Shi Xiangcheng helped open the passenger door, and asked Xie Shuangchen, "Is it okay?"

Xie Shuangchen's complexion was not very good, he coughed a few times and said, "I can't die."

Hearing his movements, Shi Xiangcheng knew something was wrong.

"Go ahead." Ye Ling said while supporting Xie Shuangchen.

Xie Shuangchen didn't tell anyone about Xie Shuangchen's sudden illness, so everyone was surprised to see him like this.The first group of people to go up were Zhao Yuquan and Wang Junmao. Ye Ling told them: "You two make the scene popular, but don't overtime, let's not delay the whole show too late. His temperature is a little high now, I'm afraid it will be delayed Burn again."

"Okay." The two nodded.

Xie Shuangchen changed into a lab coat, put on a coat, put his sleeves on his sleeves and closed his eyes to rest, with a lozenge in his mouth.

Feng Feifei sat beside him and said, "Can you still talk?" He was specially called by Ye Ling, and he didn't do anything tonight, just to announce the scene.

Xie Shuangchen nodded.

"That's fine." Feng Feifei unexpectedly didn't taunt him.

Shi Xiangcheng said: "He coughed, and if he coughed up on the court, it would be ruined."

"I can bear it." Just as Xie Shuangchen finished speaking, he started to cough again, and his face was slapped faster than anything else.

Shi Xiangcheng looked at the front of the stage, and it was almost full, which made her nervous.This tension is not excitement, but apprehension.She was not worried about others, but Xie Shuangchen.When Xie Shuangchen got out of the car, she had to ask someone to help her, and she just sat in the backstage. She was really afraid that Xie Shuangchen wouldn't be able to make it to the stage.

Even if it goes up, just like this sickly soft-footed shrimp, it's not even a question of whether it can stand for a night, let alone perform hard.

She knew that it must be abnormal that the preparations for this special event went so smoothly!

Sure enough, something went wrong in the end!

Shi Xiangcheng looked back at Ye Ling resentfully, but Ye Ling asked her, "Boss Yao, are they here?"

"Here we come." Shi Xiangcheng said, "It's in the front row. He wanted to come backstage, but I didn't call him."

Xie Shuangchen said: "Don't ask him to come, he should...cough cough..."

"You shouldn't say a few words." Ye Ling told Xie Shuangchen to shut up.

He looked at the time, and it was almost seven o'clock, so he stood up and said to everyone relaxedly, "It's just like we usually perform in a small theater. Don't be nervous, everyone, come on. Feifei, go up and announce the curtain."

Backstage can hear enthusiastic applause and laughter in front.

Xie Shuangchen leaned on Ye Ling's shoulder with his eyes closed, and kept chanting the words of "The Bodyguard" to be performed later, and he was afraid that he would forget a sentence or two in a daze.

The words are not difficult, the key is the figure inside, jumping, jumping and kicking, all kinds of martial arts are present.

"Take a break." Ye Ling whispered.

"It's okay." Xie Shuangchen replied weakly, "I feel like I've started to have a fever again."

Ye Ling said: "The temperature at night is higher than that during the day."

"If I faint on the stage, do we have to close the door?" Xie Shuangchen asked jokingly.

"Not at all." Ye Ling said.

"Ms. Ye." Xie Shuangchen said, "Please let me order."

"Yeah." Ye Ling said, "Close your eyes and wait for a while."

"I drank too much water." Xie Shuangchen said, "help me go to the bathroom."

Ye Ling waited around for a while, when Xie Shuangchen came back, he asked Shi Xiangcheng, "Sausage, did you bring any cosmetics?"

"Why?" Shi Xiangcheng asked.

"I don't seem to have a good complexion, it's too pale, like a dead person." Xie Shuangchen sniffed, "Can you clean up for me?"

"Why don't you usually see your stinking beauty?" Shi Xiangcheng tossed out a small bag from his bag, and took out a blush.

Xie Shuangchen really didn't have the strength to joke with Shi Xiangcheng: "The audience is here to have fun, not to see the embarrassment."

Shi Xiangcheng stopped talking, and looked better after cleaning up for Xie Shuangchen.The performance on the stage had come to an end, Ye Ling and Xie Shuangchen were waiting at the entrance of the stage, the two on the stage went off amid applause, and Feng Feifei came on stage to announce the curtain.

The audience's applause became more enthusiastic, Xie Shuangchen leaned against Ye Ling, Feng Feifei came back, Ye Ling asked Xie Shuangchen: "Shall I help you up?"

"No need." Xie Shuangchen took a sip of water, patted his face, forced a smile, and went directly to the stage as if nothing happened.

The audience and fans were very enthusiastic, some gave gifts and some gave flowers, the backstage people still cleared things up as usual, leaving the stage for the show.It’s just that for a special performance, there are more people, and there are more gifts. Fortunately, there is a trolley in the backstage, otherwise it would really delay the performance time.

After a few programs, Shi Xiangcheng was almost sitting in the pile of presents. She didn't feel happy at all. Ever since Xie Shuangchen and Ye Ling came on stage, her heart was aroused.

Afraid of overturning.

Xie Shuangchen said that she was afraid that Xie Shuangchen would not come up and get stuck; Xie Shuangchen kicked, but she was afraid that Xie Shuangchen would not be able to jump; Xie Shuangchen...

Not to mention she was worried, no one in the backstage could rest assured.

"Can you see that your brain is burned out?" Shi Xiangcheng asked Cai Xunshang.

"I really can't see it." Cai Xunshang said, "I feel like I'm going to die when I'm sitting in the audience, but I'm alive and well on the stage. If I didn't know that he was really sick, I would have thought he was pretending to be dead in the audience. "

"Hey, this is the first show." Shi Xiangcheng said, "There are two more in the back, I don't know if we can hold on."

Xie Shuangchen himself also wanted to know if he could hold on.

He can feel his body temperature rising, and occasionally there will be one or two blank moments in his mind. Fortunately, he has performed these shows for many years, and every word has become a subconscious muscle reaction of his, which does not require the brain to adjust. .And Ye Ling also followed him all the way, giving him a solid support.What the audience in the audience felt was the burden of jokes thrown out one after another, and they didn't know what kind of heart-stirring people on the stage were going through.

Bow off, perfect.

But when he got backstage, Xie Shuangchen couldn't do it anymore. He was covered in cold sweat and was still shaking. He just wanted to find a place to lie down.

Ye Ling touched his forehead, worriedly took out the medicine and gave him the medicine, and said, "Lie down and sleep for a while."

"I can't sleep." Xie Shuangchen said, "My throat hurts, and my eyes hurt too."

Ye Ling bent down and kissed him, telling him to lie on her lap.Ye Ling's hand was resting on Xie Shuangchen's forehead, and the palm was hot.

There were laughter and laughter on the stage, but there was no life in the audience.After going back and forth like this, when the last show came on stage, Xie Shuangchen felt that he was trembling when he walked.He sighed in his heart that he must drink astragalus in the future instead of cola.

The Zandi program is brand new. From organizing to rehearsal, it has been revised and adjusted several times in the middle, and this is the first public performance.Unlike those traditional shows that are badly performed, there are no mistakes in reverse performances.

And there is a large section of English rap in it, Xie Shuangchen is really afraid that he will say something wrong again.

"I never sing your popular songs when I go to KTV." Xie Shuangchen said with a playful smile, full of energy, but if he opened his head, he would probably see a bowl of boiled stew.

"Then what are you singing?" Ye Ling said, "Tell me what you're singing?"

"Ah-mu!" Xie Shuangchen spit out two words in a straight voice.

"Who?"

"Eminem!" Xie Shuangchen said, "Have you heard of it?"

"Of course I've heard of it." Ye Ling said, "One of the most famous rappers in the United States, an English listening performance artist of CET [-] and [-], how can I not know him? Oh, are you so capable? Can you sing? His song?"

"Yes." Xie Shuangchen held a very pretentious posture.

"Is it the part that sings Rihanna?" Ye Ling asked, "American love business, the one that repeats a sentence ten times?"

"It's the rap part!" Xie Shuangchen said, "Why do you look down on people?"

Ye Ling said: "Then you have one."

The audience also booed. Audiences who often listen to cross talk actually don't have any expectations for this at all, because it is impossible to really give a live rap, and then get rid of the burden after the what'sup is exhausted.

Their attention was all on how Xie Shuangchen resolved Ye Ling and the audience's difficulties. Unexpectedly, Xie Shuangchen coughed twice while holding the microphone, cleared his throat, and began to act fanatically.

Everyone was paying attention, only Ye Ling knew that Xie Shuangchen really wanted to cough those two coughs just now.

"Look." Xie Shuangchen started the previous chanting, "ifyouhadoneshot,oroneopportunity.Toseizeeverythingyoueverwanted,onemoment.Wouldyoucaptureitorjustletitslip?Yo—"

If you have a chance...

There is only one moment of opportunity to grab everything you want.

Will you hold on tightly, or just let him slip away like this?

……

It wasn't until here that the audience realized that Xie Shuangchen was playing for real.Every pronunciation of his is very clear and powerful. Anyone who has heard this song can tell that his pronunciation is very close to the original version. You can’t hear it when you close your eyes and listen to it. people.

This kind of contrast and surprise excited the audience. As Xie Shuangchen spoke faster and faster, they wished they could stand up and scream.

Such a boiling scene was blurred in Xie Shuangchen's eyes. The high body temperature took away too much energy from him, and his senses began to become dull. He concentrated on his performance, and the voice that came to his ears was also indistinct.

He didn't even have much awareness of what he was saying.

Most of the time, the limit is not to trap you in the wilderness to stimulate your potential, nor is it a great escape from the end of the world. Those have nothing to do with life.

What Xie Shuangchen can face is nothing more than that he feels that he is about to fail, but he still has to persevere with his will, tell himself, and persevere a little longer.

Who hasn't insisted on working and studying while sick?

Who hasn't tried to hope that when he felt that he was really going to die, he would pass it?

This is not worth mentioning, it is a very ordinary moment that everyone will face.This is the job of an actor. The audience buys tickets to come in to see you, not to see you sickly and lose your temper, but to watch a wonderful performance.Xie Fangbi only taught a few apprentices that the audience doesn't know anything, and don't pass on personal emotions to the audience.

As long as an actor achieves the ultimate perfection on the stage and dedicates the best performance, it is the greatest respect for the audience and his own work.

Xie Shuangchen finished a long paragraph without any mistakes or flaws. Ye Ling applauded first, and the audience in the audience was also very enthusiastic.He waved towards the audience, as if he was going to circle the stage very proudly, but in fact he wanted to cough and catch his breath.

Turning around again, except for Ye Ling, no one knew what he was doing, and no one saw the pain and helplessness on his face.

A show passed without any risk.

The two stepped off the stage, Feng Feifei went up and asked, "Are you coming back again? Are you okay?"

Xie Shuangchen was stunned for a moment, and his reaction was much slower than before: "Go back."

"How much do you return?" Feng Feifei asked, "Why don't you just return this time."

"According to the plan." Xie Shuangchen said.

"Then you really want to die." Feng Feifei said.

Ye Ling said: "Just listen to him."

The first time he came back, Xie Shuangchen wanted to tell a short paragraph, but there was no problem with this, he could still hold on.When returning to the stage for the second time, Xie Shuangchen prepared a Beijing opera passage, which really required a voice. Before going on stage, Ye Ling asked him: "Why don't you change it?"

"No need." Xie Shuangchen said, "It can still be done."

"Aren't you afraid of singing?" Ye Ling asked.

"I will try my best." Xie Shuangchen said.

Once on the stage, Xie Shuangchen supported the table with one hand, and said to everyone: "Thank you very much for your support today. I actually didn't expect all the tickets to be sold at the beginning. Thank you very much."

He and Ye Ling bowed together, and the attentive audience could hear that his voice seemed to be on the verge of great difficulty.

"I'm just an ordinary crosstalk actor. I don't have any great abilities. I can only dedicate more exciting programs to everyone, so that everyone can reap happiness." Xie Shuangchen said, "I also hope that everyone will buy such expensive tickets to listen to me. When primary school students talk about cross talk, they can take something with them while being relaxed and happy."

Ye Ling said: "Take away the pile of presents in the background."

The audience roared with laughter, someone shouted "Take you away", Xie Shuangchen just smiled and waved his hands.

"Ms. Ye was just joking." Xie Shuangchen said with a smile, "Actually, we also know that we can't stop you from buying gifts, but I still hope that everyone will not put too much energy into this. For everyone's love, we are flattered and ashamed, I..."

When he said this, he suddenly stopped talking.

Ye Ling glanced at him, he pointed to his throat, made a swallowing movement, his expression was very helpless, and when he opened his mouth to speak, there was a feeling of tearing.

"Come on, don't talk about it and move yourself so much." Ye Ling didn't want Xie Shuangchen to hold on any longer, so she took over the words and said, "You're the only one who will say it?"

Xie Shuangchen nodded.

"Today is a special show, so you can't always show off the limelight, can you?" Ye Ling said, "Stand inside the table for me."

Xie Shuangchen asked softly, "What's wrong?"

He really didn't know what Ye Ling was going to do, but he honestly switched places with Ye Ling.Once the table is in the way, he doesn't have to stand up so straight, and he can relax with his hands on his hands.

"I think today's performance is actually very special for us." Ye Ling said, "I'm actually not very good at talking. I can only say thank you to the audience who have supported us all the time. I have prepared for you I've been practicing a song for a long time, but maybe I really don't have any musical talent..." He waved to the backstage while talking, and Shi Xiangcheng picked up a guitar and handed it to Ye Ling.

Xie Shuangchen felt that he must be in a coma. Ye Ling can still play the guitar?

"I'm really bad at playing it." Ye Ling smiled embarrassedly, and said to the audience and Xie Shuangchen, "I liked this song a lot before, but on this occasion..." He stared deeply at Xie Shuangchen, "I think it's more appropriate. Let's sing "staygold" to everyone."

As soon as the strings move, the melody comes out gently.

Ye Ling studied hard with Feng Feiluan for several months and could only play a short section. It can be seen that God is fair and will not light up all the skill trees for one person at the same time.

There were also audience members who could sing, so they sang along with him, with a faint sense of harmony.

Because I love you very much, so you don't have to worry about anything.

Honey, let's be together.

Just smile innocently like this forever...

Ye Ling played and sang while smiling at Xie Shuangchen. Xie Shuangchen felt as if his eye sockets had been scorched by fire. The moment Ye Ling's singing disappeared, hot tears fell down.

He knew that Ye Ling was not a showy person, he was not singing a song for the audience as he said, he was singing for himself.

On such an occasion today, at such a very important life node for them.Step by step, from nothing to something, from no one interested to having so many audiences, from performing on the ground to opening a special show...

Sick people are fragile, Xie Shuangchen completely lost the self-control he had always had, he couldn't help but open his arms to hug Ye Ling.

Just crying a little bit.

"Okay, okay, don't cry." Ye Ling patted Xie Shuangchen's back and whispered in his ear, "I wanted to surprise you, but I didn't expect so many accidents to happen today... I am very worried about you, but You performed really well. You deserve the best stage and applause, and we will go farther together in the future."

"Hmm..." Xie Shuangchen couldn't speak, and could only cry loudly.

"There are still so many viewers. Everyone didn't buy tickets to watch you cry." Ye Ling said, "Smile." He tilted his head slightly and kissed Xie Shuangchen's face.The audience couldn't see it from this angle, and even if they saw it, they would just take it as him talking in Xie Shuangchen's ear.

Xie Shuangchen nodded, wiping his tears with the back of his hand, his throat was completely slumped, Ye Ling explained to the audience for him: "You little fifth master, there is nothing wrong with it, except that the eye sockets are shallow. I am excited to have a special session today."

There were old fans who followed Xie Shuangchen all the way. They also knew how difficult it was for this young man, and they couldn't help being moved when they felt so emotional. They shouted to comfort Xie Shuangchen from below.

Ye Ling knew that she couldn't go on any longer, so she called all the performers backstage and gave a final introduction, and tonight's performance came to an end.

Unexpectedly, at the end, Xie Shuangchen insisted on standing in front of the stage, holding a microphone, and with a voice that could only let out breath, said very forcefully to the audience: "Thank you everyone, and thank you, Teacher Ye! I love you, we two Live a good life!"

The people on the stage were startled, Little Fifth Master, are you confused?