The final rehearsal of the Spring Festival Gala is in full swing, but Bei Yichen is absent.

The staff are worried, he is a heavyweight guest at this year's Spring Festival Gala, and his performance has always been the climax of everyone's expectations. At the moment, however, he seems to be trapped by a serious illness.

The atmosphere at the rehearsal scene became tense and anxious.

The lights on the stage were shining, but without Bei Yichen's performance, the entire Spring Festival Gala seemed to have lost its soul.

The staff exchanged their heads one after another, speculating about Bei Yichen's situation, thinking to themselves that it was really seriously ill?

Seeing that everyone was worried, the director couldn't help but start to be a little worried, so he took advantage of the time to call Sister Guan.

"Sister Guan, what is the situation of Yichen now, seeing that the time is about to come, now it's not just a mess uploaded on the Internet, you haven't seen anyone at the scene, I didn't see him come to the rehearsal today, and they are all talking about it."

Sister Guan's voice on the other end of the phone was slightly tired: "Director, Yichen is indeed a little unwell, but it's just a small cold, and I have already asked a doctor to see it, and it's fine." It's just that his own state is not very good, I am worried that he will have problems on stage, so I will let him suspend the rehearsal, you can rest assured, the day of the performance is absolutely full, you believe me. ”

The director's frowning brows stretched slightly, and he asked with concern: "Then when will he recover?" ”

Sister Guan sighed: "It's hard to say this, it depends on his recovery." But in any case, the performance of the Spring Festival Gala cannot be without him. ”

After Sister Guan hung up the phone, she felt a wave of exhaustion hit her. She rubbed her eyebrows, sorted out the expression on her face, then took a deep breath and walked towards Bei Yichen's room.

The air in the room was filled with a depressing atmosphere, Sister Guan gently pushed open the door, and saw Bei Yichen lying on the bed, his face pale, and his eyes closed.

His brow furrowed, as if he was suffering immensely. Sister Guan's heart couldn't help but tighten, she walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, and said softly: "Yichen, do you feel better?" ”

Bei Yichen slowly opened his eyes, saw Sister Guan, and shook his head gently: "It's still a little uncomfortable, maybe the cold hasn't healed yet." ”

Sister Guan gently stroked his forehead and whispered, "You have a good rest first, and I will take care of the rest." ”

Time passed day by day, and Bei Yichen seemed to be stuck in the quagmire of recovery.

His face was still pale, and cold sweat often broke out on his forehead.

Chao Xuyang stayed by his bedside every day, taking his temperature, feeding him medicine, and taking care of him meticulously. However, despite this, Bei Yichen's physical condition does not seem to have improved significantly.

The day of the performance is getting closer and closer, and Sister Guan looked at Bei Yichen on the sickbed, feeling anxious.

She knows the importance of the Spring Festival Gala to him, and she also understands how much effort and effort he has put into this performance.

Sister Guan looked at Bei Yichen, thought about it seriously for a while, and said: "Yichen, otherwise, we still won't participate in the Spring Festival Gala, tell the director in advance, maybe they will have time to find another artist to replace them." ”

When Bei Yichen heard this, a trace of unwillingness and loss flashed in his eyes.

He frowned tightly and was silent for a long time before he spoke: "Sister Guan, I know that you are for my good. But I have been preparing for this Spring Festival Gala for so long and have put so much effort into it. I don't want to give up so easily. ”

Sister Guan looked at him distressedly and gently held his hand: "I know, Yichen." I also wish you a speedy recovery. But it's your body that counts. I don't want to see you collapse for the Spring Festival Gala. ”

Sister Guan said that, but she also knew in her heart that if she gave up the opportunity to go to the Spring Festival Gala this time, she probably wouldn't have it again.

Moreover, it is even more difficult to find an artist who is similar to Bei Yichen and has not been announced. She couldn't help but sigh and have a lot of thoughts.

Outside the window, the afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on the lawn, adding a bit of warmth to this silent atmosphere.

Sister Guan looked out the window, full of thoughts.

She thought of Bei Yichen's efforts for this Spring Festival Gala, those rehearsals day and night, those smiling faces who endured the pain, and those hopeful dreams.

After the silence, Bei Yichen slowly sat up from the bed, his face was still pale, but his eyes were firm and persistent.

He clenched his fists hard and gritted his teeth, as if to cheer himself up.

Sister Guan looked at him and couldn't help but tremble in her heart. She knew that Bei Yichen had already made up his mind, and no one could shake his faith.

She patted him lightly on the shoulder and said gently: "If you insist on participating in the Spring Festival Gala, then you must take good care of yourself, and I will cheer for you." ”

Bei Yichen smiled slightly and nodded slightly.

He knew that this was his dream and his responsibility. He will do his best not to disappoint himself and those who support him.

Bei Yichen also knew in his heart that all his fans were looking forward to his posture on the stage of the Spring Festival Gala.

They cheered him on and blessed him.

He knows that everyone who supports him is looking forward to a great performance from him.

He couldn't help but feel a warm current in his heart, which was the strength given to him by the fans.

He took a deep breath and clenched his fists hard, as if swearing to his beliefs and dreams.

Sister Guan looked at his firm eyes and couldn't help but sigh in her heart. She knew that Bei Yichen was ready, and he would definitely do his best for those who supported him.

Sister Guan gently patted him on the shoulder again and said gently, "Okay, you have a good rest." ”

Her words were full of love and concern. She looked at Bei Yichen's pale face, and couldn't help but feel a trace of sourness in her heart. She knew that Bei Yichen was a strong person, but at this moment, his body and mind were greatly tested.

Sister Guan walked out of the room and gently closed the door.

Her gaze fell on the window, the sun had gradually set, and the sky was dyed a faint orange.

She took a deep breath, and the anxiety in her heart seemed to ease a little.

She knows that the next days will be difficult, but she also believes that Bei Yichen will use his persistence and perseverance to overcome all difficulties.

Bei Yichen was lying on the bed, his eyes were firm.

He clenched his fists hard, as if to cheer himself up.

He knew the days ahead were going to be challenging, but he also knew he had to persevere.

He closed his eyes, and the scene of the Spring Festival Gala stage came to his mind. He imagined himself standing on a stage, shining brightly and all eyes on him.

He imagined the fans cheering him on and applauding him. He knew that day would come. He silently told himself, "It must be fine." ”