[Our program has been recorded for the preliminary round, and the registration channel has been closed. In terms of the rules formulated, it does not support other players to insert in the middle. However, after the negotiation of the superiors, the program team was willing to help Han Jing. And before the program team made the final decision, all the contestants had been inquired, and all the contestants unanimously agreed that Han Jing would participate in the recording of the show and help him realize his wishes. 】

[The following is the contact information of our program team, as well as the ...... of the program recording location]

[In addition, Han Jing's travel expenses and accommodation expenses will be fully borne by the program team. 】

After holding his breath and reading the reply, Zhang Yichi couldn't help but clench his fists. When they were desperate, a light finally came.

The time couldn't be delayed, and Zhang Yichi had no way to contact the program team by himself, he had no intention of sleeping, so he decided to go to the hospital that night.

At eleven o'clock that night, Zhang Yichi arrived at the hospital and found Han Jing's ward.

He stood outside the room, peering through the doors and windows. Inside, Han Jing was lying on the bed and already asleep, and there was a middle-aged man rubbing the bridge of his nose next to the bed, closing his eyes and recuperating.

This middle-aged man should be Han Jing's uncle.

Zhang Yichi gently pushed the door open, but it still alarmed Han Jing's uncle, who looked up at Han Jing.

"Come out for a moment." Zhang Yichi lowered his voice.

Han Jing's uncle came out, and the two sat on the chairs outside the ward.

"You ......"

"I was Han Jing's teacher, and I was the one who called you to tell you that he was suffering from ALS." Zhang Yichi lied that he was Han Jing's teacher, "I came here to talk to you about something." ”

Han Jing's uncle didn't notice anything wrong, he looked a little tired, and said strongly: "You say." ”

"Actually, I was the first to learn that Han Jing was suffering from ALS, and he was in conflict with your family at that time, so I didn't tell you about the situation, I don't know how your relationship is."

"Yesterday, my wife and children also came over, and he told some things about the past, and the previous contradictions have been resolved." Han Jing's uncle said.

"That's for the best." Zhang Yichi was very satisfied, on the one hand, the contradiction between them was finally resolved, and on the other hand, Han Jing's wish came true, "I don't know if Han Jing told you that he has some wishes." ”

Han Jing's uncle shook his head: "No, I also asked him if there was anything he wanted to do, and he said no." ”

"Actually, he still has a wish, a very important wish." Han Jing said, "You should know that he likes to sing and play the guitar, and he has a dream to be a singer." I am now in contact with a singer talent show program team, who is willing to help Han Jing fulfill his wishes, and will pay for all the expenses of Han Jing's trip. ”

"Really?" Han Jing's uncle was surprised and delighted.

"You also know that Han Jing's time is running out, and his health is getting worse, and he can't delay participating in the show, and he may no longer be able to sing and play the guitar every day he drags on." Zhang Yichi said solemnly, "So I rushed over overnight, I hope you, as Han Jing's family, will contact the program team and negotiate to rush over to participate in the recording in the shortest possible time to realize his wish to be a singer." ”

Han Jing's uncle immediately said, "Okay, I'll communicate with them!" ”

"The phone number of the program team is ......," Zhang Yichi told Han Jing's uncle of his contact information.

Han Jing's uncle also immediately dialed the program team, fortunately, the staff of the program team was still there so late, and the two sides immediately communicated in detail about this matter, and the final arrangement was that Han Jing would fly to their recording location tomorrow and participate in their latest recording the day after tomorrow.

"I'm relieved that this matter is done, it's not early, you go back to the ward to rest, I'm going back too." Zhang Yichi stood up.

"Aren't you going to sit inside?" Han Jing's uncle asked.

"No need, it will disturb his rest." Zhang Yichi glanced at the door and window, Han Jing was asleep.

Han Jing's uncle looked apologetic: "Han Jing's aunt is still taking care of his younger brother at home, and I am the only one to take care of here, so I won't send you here." ”

"It's okay, I'll go first." Zhang Yichi finished the most important thing and left easily.

In fact, he wanted to take care of Han Jing for one night instead of Han Jing's uncle, but he didn't know if Han Jing was angry now, and he was worried that the two would conflict again after Han Jing woke up, so he decided not to meet Han Jing now.

However, judging from the fact that Han Jing did not tell him that he was beaten, nor did he ask his uncle to kick Zhang Yichi out of the house, Han Jing should be angry.

Zhang Yichi planned to wait for Han Jing to finish the recording of the show before going to him.

He doesn't have an identity now, he is a black household, and he can't accompany Han Jing to the recording location of the show.

There is no way to do anything.

After returning home, Zhang Yichi was unprecedentedly relaxed, and when he was lying on the bed and sleeping, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

He felt that Han Jing would be very happy when he knew that he could participate in this show and that he could appear on TV.

It was the end of another day, and the next day, Han Jing still had nineteen days to spare.

Zhang Yichi turned on the computer, created a social account, and added Han Jing's friends, and Han Jing agreed. Before Zhang Yichi could speak, Han Jing replied with a message in seconds.

【Thank you】

Zhang Yichi chuckled lightly and replied.

[Don't take the previous things to heart. 】

[I didn't take it to heart, I knew you were for my good, but I was in a bad mood at the time, so I'm sorry to say sorry to you. 】

[It's okay, you must prepare a good song next, I will watch your performance in front of the TV. 】

【Aren't you going along?】 I hope you can come over too. 】

Have you forgotten? I'm a black household, and it's inconvenient to go, so I don't have to add more trouble. Besides, I'm not here this time, can you do it alone? 】

【Of course!】 I'm not afraid of death, what's a little show? And if I'm afraid of performing, I'm not worthy of being a singer. 】

Seeing this news, Zhang Yichi's smile became even bigger.

[That's good, come on. Even if life is about to come to an end, you must use the most gorgeous way to close the curtain to let everyone remember you and leave traces of your existence in this world. 】

[I will, thank you.] 】

[Okay, you rest, adjust your condition, wait for your wonderful performance, and wait for you to come back.] Don't forget that you have one last wish, and I will help you leave school in the most stylish way possible. 】

[This is what you said, help me leave school in the most stylish way!] 】

[I said.] 】

……

Ending the chat with Han Jing, Zhang Yichi was in a very good mood. He checked how much money he had left, went out, and went to the clothing store to buy a suit, a suit, and sunglasses.