Chapter 991 [A Maniac!]
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The door to the rehearsal room was kept closed.
Guitar ......
Bass ......
Melody after melody.
Only there is no singing voice!
Because Zhang Ye can't sing at this moment, his voice is so serious that he loses his voice, and he can still produce syllables when he speaks, but once he sings, half of his voice can't come out, it's empty! But even so, he hummed along and tried his best to cooperate with the band.
The first song is finished.
Then the second song was rehearsed.
Two hours passed, and the band and the staff at the scene looked at the man with the clown mask standing on the stage, and they couldn't bear it.
Bai Yuanfei couldn't help it, "Okay, it's already okay!"
But Zhang Ye said: "The band is old...... Teachers, do it again......"
Bai Yuanfei was anxious, "You're all like this, it's almost enough! Go to the hospital first!"
Zhang Ye shook his hand, "I'm fine, ...... again Come. Then he walked off the stage, bumped his head with the band's guitarist, and pointed out a couple of questions, "Here I ...... Is...... Ahem...... Guitar...... Don't ...... anything else Musical instrument. Pointing to another place, he said with difficulty: "Here I clear...... Sing. ”
The guitarist hurriedly said, "I know, I know, you, stop talking!"
Zhang Ye nodded, "One more ...... Times, trouble. ”
Once.
Once.
Again.
This is Zhang Ye's style all along, and he is too strict with himself. His pursuit of art has never allowed the slightest flaw, even if his physical condition is very poor at the moment. But he must also demand the best he can be.
Fool around?
Make do with it?
That's pretty much it?
That's not his style!
Han Qi sat on a chair under the stage, and at some point, her eyes were already red.
The song is over.
Han Qi hurriedly ran to the stage, grabbed the clown, pestered him off the stage, and hurried back to the lounge, "The stage has invited a doctor." It's here!"
Zhang Ye nodded, "Thank you...... Thank. ”
Han Qi said distressedly: "You, don't talk." ”
They just walked on the front foot. On the back foot, Hu Fei came with people!
Hu Fei was worried: "What's going on?"
Bai Yuanfei smiled bitterly: "The rehearsal is over." ”
The guitarist was also moved, "I've never seen such a desperate person! He's sick like this. I actually rehearsed 23 times for the two songs! I've never seen anyone like this! It's a game of death!"
Brother Hou said: "Can he sing, can he go on stage?"
Da Fei said nervously: "It's going to start recording soon!"
Bai Yuanfei pondered for a moment, "Don't worry, he will definitely be able to go on stage, a person like him, even if the sky falls, he will stand on the stage and sing the last sentence before falling!"
……
In addition to the Joker, the other five starting singers are already ready.
Lounge of sunset red.
Sunset Red asked, "How is the clown?"
Her contact sighed: "I heard that I just finished the rehearsal, and I can't sing at all." ”
Sunset Red: "It's a pity. ”
The contact said, "Yes." It's definitely going to be eliminated. ”
……
Rest room for petal rain.
Her contact said, "Teacher, how are you feeling?"
"It feels good. Petal Rain smiled. "Can't wait. ”
The contact said: "That's great, we will definitely crush other singers this time!"
Petal Rain suddenly asked, "I heard that there is a masked singer who is sick?"
The contact person sighed, "Yes, it's very serious, it's very difficult to even make a sound, the rule is that two people must be eliminated in each round, he must be one of them, and it may not be possible to sing the first song or not, let alone the second song." ”
In their opinion, although this person's previous songs are a bit strange, but the strength is still very strong, the bel canto singing is really no one, it is said that they should be a strong competitor, but now, a voiceless severe cold, obviously fatal, whether the clown is on stage or not, it seems that he has lost the opportunity to advance!
……
Infirmary.
Zhang Ye has returned.
Han Qi said anxiously: "Doctor, show him quickly!"
At this moment, Zhang Ye was sweating profusely, he was sweating dripping down, and he couldn't see his face while wearing a mask, but he knew that it would definitely not be good!
The doctor frowned and walked up, "Open your mouth." ”
Zhang Ye did so.
"Speak up. ”
"Ahh ”
"Tongue down. ”
The doctor brought a thermometer and asked him to hold it in his mouth, put on a stethoscope, and made a gesture on him, at this time, the thermometer display had come out, and the doctor took it to take a look.
Fever of forty degrees!
The doctor's face changed!
Han Qi's face was also a little pale!
The door of the infirmary was pushed open one after another, Hu Fei and the people from the column team came, as well as Dong Shanshan, after putting on makeup, she heard about the emergency here and hurried over.
Dong Shanshan asked, "How is it?"
"Doctor. Hu Fei said: "Can he do it?"
The doctor didn't think about it and said directly: "Let's change people, he can't play!"
Hu Fei inhaled, "How serious is it?"
The doctor threw the thermometer over, "Forty degrees fever, severe viral cold, tonsil inflammation, and signs of pneumonia, what do you say?"
"What?"
"So heavy?"
"This ......"
"That's not going to work!"
The doctor looked at Zhang Ye and ordered: "The car is outside, you must go to the hospital with me immediately for treatment, don't think about playing, it's impossible!"
Zhang Ye shook his head, "I didn't ...... Question!"
The doctor said angrily: "You are like this, and you are still called okay? Ordinary people can't even get out of bed when they burn you like this." You're still coming to rehearse, and you're rehearsing songs for more than two hours, and you're going to kill you?"
Everyone knows what kind of physical condition the clown is singing in just now!
A firm voice came from under the clown mask, "I'm fine." ”
The doctor said angrily: "You go to the hospital with me immediately!"
Hu Fei also knew that it would not work. Immediately said: "Clown teacher, you ......"
Zhang Ye interrupted: "I can go on, needless to say...... Finish. ”
The doctor lost his temper and said, "You can't even stand! You can't even make a sound! What kind of stage are you on!"
Zhang Ye glanced at him, "Give it to me...... One stitch closed!"
The doctor said: "In your case, closure may not be useful!"
Zhang Ye said lightly: "Give it to me...... Needle!"
He now often loses his voice when he speaks, so that after he finishes a sentence, some words have no sound at all. It's a bit intermittent, but everyone still understands!
"Mr. Clown!"
"You ......"
Zhang Ye shook his hand and motioned for them to stop talking!
The doctor looked into Zhang Ye's eyes. "Are you sure?"
Zhang Ye nodded, "Come!"
The doctor couldn't help it, "I'll tell you first, your situation is too serious." If you hit the closed. The damage and side effects on you will be greater than others!"
Zhang Ye said simply, "Understand!"
The doctor gritted his teeth, "Okay!" and turned his head, "Don't have so many people, let's all go out." ”
Hu Fei and the others stopped talking, but they still went out.
Han Qi didn't leave and stayed.
Zhang Ye untied the collar a little, and his neck was already exposed.
The doctor prepares the medicine. Debugging metering.
Han Qi was standing next to him, biting his lip. Silent.
Five minutes later.
"Ready?"
"Hmm. ”
"Hit. ”
"Good. ”
The doctor pinched Zhang Ye's neck, and soon, a needle was slowly given in.
Zhang Ye's eyelids jumped slightly, and a piercing pain suddenly hit, he is the kind of person who is most afraid of going to the hospital, since he was a child, his face changed greatly when he mentioned the hospital, so if he has any disease, he basically takes medicine at home, but not today, he must have a voice, he must be able to sing!
One shot is done.
The doctor helped him move his muscles.
After a while, the doctor asked, "Try to make a sound." ”
Zhang Ye tried to sing, "Splendid...... Mountain...... Picturesque ......"
Still silent!
The doctor shook his head, "No." ”
Han Qi hurriedly said, "Teacher, forget it, really forget it!"
Zhang Ye directly put down the next sentence, "It's a good ...... One more stitch!"
The doctor said angrily: "Do you think it's an infusion? This is a closed needle! Do you know the side effects of this kind of needle? One injection is enough for you to stand it!"
"Come again!" Zhang Ye said loudly.
The doctor gritted his back molars, "Something happened, I don't care!"
Zhang Ye said: "Come!"
Another stitch down!
This injection turned out to be even more painful than before, Zhang Ye's hands were shaking, and the pain was not the kind of pain that pinched you, but the pain that drilled from the throat to the heart!
It's over.
Zhang Ye's sweat was more, and he slowed down for a while, and when the effect of the medicine came into play, he tried again, "Splendid rivers and mountains are beautiful...... Draw!"
Much better!
But it's not enough!
Not in the upper range!
Zhang Ye's eyes closed, "Come again!"
Han Qi immediately stopped: "No!
Zhang Ye's face was indifferent, "Come again!"
Han Qi shouted, "Teacher!"
Zhang Ye couldn't help but say loudly: "Come!"
The doctor didn't say anything this time, silently looked at the man in the clown mask, turned around, and picked up the needle......
Han Qi couldn't stand it anymore, turned around and opened the door and ran out, Hu Fei had already gone to the stage to command, but there were still many people left at the door of the infirmary.
Brother Hou, Xiao Lu, Da Fei, they are all there.
"How's it going?"
"Can you sing?"
"What's the matter, Xiao Han?"
Han Qi didn't say anything, squatted on the ground and cried!
"Xiao Han!"
"This ......"
Everyone looked at each other, and suddenly their hearts were heavy!
After a while, the door of the infirmary was pushed open from the inside, and the doctor was the first to come out.
Everyone hurried around!
"Doctor!"
"Okay?"
"How's Mr. Clown?"
The doctor looked at everyone, put down his words, and said: "If he has anything to do in the future, don't look for me! I have also treated many celebrities and been closed, but I really see a madman like him who doesn't want to die! Who is this person invited by your column group this time?" )