Chapter 62:

Yu Qinghuan made a sweat on his road show and publicly said that he had a favorite person.
Many fans have an exclusive desire for idols. They simply cannot accept the fact that idols are in love or get married. Not only will they get rid of powder, but they may even step back.
But the magic is that the situation they are worried about has not happened.
Seeing the roadshow video from Guanbo, most of Yu Qinghuan’s fans were surprised and surprised.
"It’s really a joy to be happy. For so many years, I’m alone and alone. I will be happy when I have someone I like.

"As long as I am happy, I don't object to who I like!"
"I don't know if that person knows the thoughts of Qing Huan. I hope she also likes to have a good time. Pray for the smooth journey of the feelings of Qing Huan."
"It hurts, I always want someone to walk into his life, and his parents care about him. Now that person has appeared, to be honest, some sad, but more support, as long as it is good enough." ""
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Thanks to Yu Qinghuan’s insistence on not taking the flow of niche, his fans are basically not girlfriend powder. Therefore, even if the relationship is exposed, the impact on him is not so great.
"Fortunately, it did not cause a big mess." Huo Jia, Huo Hao put down his mobile phone, and finally relieved.
As a boss, he actually does not like Yu Qinghuan, an actor who does not discuss with the company and privately announces his feelings. However, there is no way, who will let another party be his own brother.
Looking at the entertainment circle, there are very few people who are in love with each other, let alone two men.
Yu Qinghuan can do this, really put his brother on the apex.
Huo Wei was somewhat envious of Huo Qu’s eyes, and he secretly lamented that this is probably the stupid person in the legend.
"Three children, don't look at the mobile phone." Huo Wei came back to see him. He saw Huo Qu staring at the phone this morning and couldn't help but say he, "Beware of bad eyes."
Yu Qinghuan was not at home these few days. His mother said that he finally persuaded Huo Qu and let him return home this weekend. But who knows, after Huo Qu came back, instead of holding his two broken fish, he looked down at the phone.
Huo smashed his eyebrows. When did his brother become a net addiction boy?
Huo Qu ignored him, his eyes still staring at the phone screen and not moving away.
Huo Wei had no choice but to go and push him. "Let you not watch it, did you hear it?" When I got close, I found that Huo was watching the video of Yu Qinghuan's road show.
"You are facing Yu Qinghuan himself every day, what are you watching his video?"
"Ah..." "Yu Qinghuan" is the three words that finally pulled back the attention of Huo Qu. He smiled shyly and said something embarrassed: "But Qing Huan is not with me now."
Huo Wei did not understand: "What about that? Isn't he coming back in a week?" As for this level?
"But he is not here these days," Huo Qu was very stubborn. He reached out and touched the smiling face of Yu Qinghuan on the screen. His eyes were full of sweetness: "I want to see him every day."
Huo Wei: "..."
I don't know why, I suddenly feel that my heart is stuffed.
The roadshow of "Life and Death Line" is very compact. Yu Qinghuan has to travel to 13 key cities in the country within two weeks, from the most south to the most north.
At the beginning of May, the temperature difference between the north and the south was still very large, and the road show was too tired, so the crew began to have people sick. At the beginning, it was only a few people, but in the end, it has become a common phenomenon, and even Zhao Qingyuan was unfortunately shot.
Yu Qinghuan gave him a lower body temperature and has risen to thirty-eight degrees.
In fact, it can only be regarded as a low-grade fever. Zhao Qingyuan almost jumped out of bed and panicked. "Where is the temperature? How is the temperature so high? Day! Tonight's road show! This is the rhythm of the dead!"
"Don't be jealous." Yu Qinghuan put down his thermometer and pushed him back to the bed. "I will cook a bowl of soup for you, and drink it with sweat."
"I don't drink!" Zhao Qingyuan shook his head as soon as he heard the words Jiang Tang.
Don't say that you are drinking soup, that is, the is slightly put in the cooking, he can't stand it!
"You don't try it?" Yu Qinghuan licked the knife with one eye. "I will give you double the ginger."
Wen Yan, Zhao Qingyuan immediately stunned, and he narrowed his shoulders in horror, and even the voice was small. "Good, okay, I am drinking, don't you give me double lines?"
Yu Qinghuan snorted and poured a cup of warm water on the bed and returned to his room.
Because the crew has a lot of sick people in the past few days, so is a standing item, it is not difficult to get.
Yu Qinghuan took a fruit knife and cut the ginger, and cooked a pot of soup with an electric kettle. She stared at Zhao Qingyuan and drank a large bowl.
"Don't play with your mobile phone." Yu Qinghuan took the phone away from him and wrapped him tightly with the quilt. "Don't swear, don't get out, sweating."
"Know it." Zhao Qingyuan's voice came out of the quilt and snorted.
He has made many friends, but he is the first one to take care of him like Yu Qinghuan.
Although he suspects that soup is difficult to drink, and he is too sullen, he also suspects that Yu Qinghuan will not let him play mobile phones. However, the feeling of being cared for by friends has made his heart warm and warm.
It’s just that he is a single twister, and he clearly believes in Yu Qinghuan’s feelings, but he has to talk about it.
Qinghuan, I think you are a good teacher.

"Oh," Yu Qinghuan glanced at the large silkworm cocoon on the bed, cold and cold: "I am not taking care of the giant baby now."
Giant Baby Zhao Qingyuan: "..."
Zhao Qingyuan's physical fitness is good. After sweating, the heat quickly recedes and looks more spiritual than anyone else. On the contrary, Yu Qinghuan, after going back that night, it was a bit wrong.
I always feel dry mouth, even if I keep drinking, my lips still have skin.

The city is too dry,
Yu Qinghuan put down the water cup and licked his lips.
"No, I feel very moist." Yu Xin looked at him with a sigh of relief. "Today, the air humidity is more than 70%."
Yu Qinghuan snorted. "Is it? But I just feel thirsty."
Yu Xin did not take it seriously. He only thought that he was really thirsty. He even reminded him: "Drinking water at night, or getting edema tomorrow morning, it was not good to be photographed by reporters."
Yu Qinghuan nodded and obediently put down the cup.
Who knows, in the middle of the night, Yu Qinghuan began to burn, and the temperature rose directly to thirty-nine degrees.
There is no antipyretic medicine around him, and he is too embarrassed to wake up to Xin for such a small matter. Just in the afternoon, there is still a lot of soup cooked for Zhao Qingyuan. He went to the heat and poured a large pot. I fell asleep.
He thought he was young, and the resistance to the first came. I didn't expect to wake up the next morning, not only hurting my body, but even my head was dizzy.
He used a thermometer to measure the temperature, but instead of falling down, he had risen to thirty-four degrees.
But there is no time for him to rest, the crew will soon leave for the South City. Yu Xin was angry and worried. He had to go to the pharmacy to buy two antipyretics and let him swallow it.
Liu Jia'an was very worried when he saw him sick. He wanted to go to the hospital immediately when he wanted to go to Nancheng. When he didn't expect to board the boarding pass, Yu Qinghuan, who had always been cautious, could not find the ID card.
Yu Xin turned over his body and luggage, and did not find it. He guessed it should have fallen to the hotel.
Yu Qinghuan’s own things have always been cleaned up, so Yu Xin never asked, who knows that he was burnt today and actually made such a mistake.
The hotel they stayed at was far from the airport. Even if they found the ID card and then folded it back, I am afraid I could not catch up with the flight.
"Other people go first, Qing Huan and Yu Xin change it. The next plane is at 2 o'clock in the afternoon. If it takes off normally, it will not delay the road show at night." Liu Jiaan thought for a while and finally came up with a solution. method.
"Sorry, Liu Dao," Yu Qinghuan apologized apologetically: "I am in trouble for you, I will try to arrive earlier."
Liu Jia'an was quite annoyed at first, but he saw that his burning eyes were red, and some of them couldn’t bear it. They could only say: "Nothing, take the ID card and say it again."
Yu Qinghuan nodded and was preparing to return to the hotel with Yu Xin. Zhao Qingyuan suddenly came out. "I don't go, I don't feel relieved."
"Noisy!" Liu Jiaan sighed with a sullen face and refused to agree.
Although Yu Qinghuan is now highly popular, it is not as good as Zhao Qingyuan. If it is late or delayed, fans will have grievances, but nothing will happen.
But Zhao Qingyuan is not the same. Anyone who has less roadshows can do it. He can't be less.
However, Zhao Qingyuan is a head lice. No matter who said that he would not go, he insisted on staying here with Yu Qinghuan.
"Now the weather is normal. The plane will definitely take off at two o'clock in the afternoon. It will be able to go to Nancheng before five o'clock, and it will not delay the roadshow."
Zhao Qingyuan is not a random way. He handed his mobile phone to Liu Jiaan. "Liu Shu, you can rest assured that I will not make such a serious joke."
Liu Jiaan can rush to anyone, but it is hard to worry about Zhao Qingyuan. It was impossible for him to make a soft and hard bubble, and finally promised to let him stay.
In the morning, Yu Qinghuan’s cold has increased a lot. I didn’t say a lot of tears, and I kept sneezing.
Fortunately, the ID card did fall in the hotel. When they went, the front desk returned the ID card. Zhao Qingyuan and Yu Xin just squeezed out a little time and sent Yu Qinghuan to the hospital for a shot.
Yu Qinghuan’s medicine has sleeping ingredients. He has been sleeping since he boarded the plane. After landing, Yu Xin abandoned his strength and woke him up.
"I said that I can't delay it." After getting off the plane, Zhao Qingyuan looked at the time and said to Yu Qinghuan, and dialed Liu Jia'an's phone.
When the phone rang, it was connected. Zhao Qingyuan had not had time to speak. There was a complicated voice from Liu Jia'an. "Qing Yuan, are you going to Nancheng now?"
"Come on," Zhao Qingyuan said proudly. "How about, I said I can catch up with the roadshow."
Liu Jia'an sighed and said: "You can't catch up, but we can't catch up."
Zhao Qingyuan said: "What?"
Liu Jiaan: "Our plane was suddenly leaking when it was about to take off. Now the entire flight is stranded at the airport. I wanted to call you, who knows that the phone was squeezed out when it was running outside the plane. I can't remember your number, and finally I found my mobile phone. You have already boarded the plane."
Zhao Qingyuan: "..."
I didn't expect them to be in a few hours, and there was a story of such ups and downs!
Liu Jiaan sighed again. "Fortunately, you insisted on staying, or today's road show can be ruined. I have already greeted the organizer, and you and Qinghuan will be on top tonight."
"...I know." Zhao Qingyuan said a few more words to him, and then he hung up the phone.
Yu Qinghuan was sitting next to him, and Liu Jia’an’s voice was big, so he clearly understood the contents of their conversation.
Just want to discuss with Zhao Qingyuan what to do next, Zhao Qingyuan suddenly moved to his side, feeling: "You are really a living koi."
Yu Qinghuan: "..."
The people who came from the crew were the two of them, not to mention the stylist. Fortunately, Zhao Qingyuan knows a lot of people and urgently borrowed a modeling team from other places.
"Qinghuan, if you are not comfortable, don't go to the stage." Even with a shot, Yu Qinghuan is still having a fever.
At this time, his face was pale, and Zhao Qingyuan couldn’t help it. "I can be alone, and Liu Shu can understand."
After a pause, he said: "And if we all took the flight, I am afraid that no one can live now, so you should not support it."
"Nothing." Yu Qinghuan returned to him and reached out to call the makeup artist, instructing him to make his makeup thicker and try not to get sick.
"Are you stupid?" Zhao Qingyuan put it in his ear. "If you come on stage, don't wear makeup! Don't be afraid of ugliness. Just like this, let fans and media see how difficult you are."
"No," Yu Qinghuan shook his head. "Huo Qu has been watching the roadshow video. I am afraid he will worry."