My Artist Is Reborn Chapter 26

After betting, Fang Ziqing left angrily. Yan Xiangming still wanted to talk with Ye Cang about the alb.u.m production, but considering his friend's mood, he had to leave first.

Shen Huai sighed, “Why are you arguing with him?”

“Just testing him, will you allow him to run around naked?” Ye Cang laughed.

Shen Huai: “…”

How did he think Ye Cang was serious at that time? 

But Ye Cang said so, so Shen Huai did not refute him. Instead, he said, “I just signed two advertis.e.m.e.nts for you. You will shoot them after the finals are over.”

Ye Cang nodded. “You are in charge of these things.”

Shen Huai knew he didn't care about these business activities, but he briefly said: “I'm going to hire an a.s.sistant for you. Do you have any requirements?”

“Requirements?”

Ye Cang looked at Shen Huai suspiciously. With the end of the compet.i.tion, he will take part in more and more activities in the future. It is necessary to have an a.s.sistant. But Shen Huai's proposal this time, gave him a bad feeling.

Shen Huai's face remained unchanged and there was no flaw in his expression.

Ye Cang could only put his doubts at the bottom of his heart and said, “I have no requirements, as long as the person is steady and obedient.” 

Shen Huai nodded and kept his request in mind.

Ye Cang thought of something: “Oh, by the way, it's better if they have fun with me. You don't play, and n.o.body gives me bonus strength, it has been hard playing in recent levels…”

Shen Huai: “…”

He decided to ignore Ye Cang's request.

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Shen Huai issued a request for a.s.sistant recruitment through the company. Of course, he can not ask as casually as Ye Cang, his request is a little more specific, and it will be very difficult to find suitable candidates for a while.

But Shen Huai wasn't in a hurry. Before the finals are over, Ye Cang doesn't really need an a.s.sistant, and there is a running-in period. It will take some time before he's able to use an a.s.sistant.

It's the semi-finals and there's trouble again.

Ye Cang's selection has already been reported, but there is a problem with it. Li Juan, the songwriter of "Dying Traveler," was dead. When he was alive, the song was not released, so there was no accompaniment at all.

The music needed Ye Cang to make temporarily arrangement. The live band needed to rehea.r.s.e urgently. It can be imagined that after this scene, the live musicians will probably hate Ye Cang. 

Fortunately, Ye Cang did not know about this matter, but with Shen Huai's understanding of him, even if he knew, it is estimated that he would not care.

Shen Huai can only buy drinks for the musicians from his own pocket, which will somehow reduce the hatred value for Ye Cang.

Close to compet.i.tion, He didn't know whether Ye Cang was too hateful or too tired after the rehearsal but he caught a cold. At that time, he didn't care. Who knows that he would suddenly have a high fever in the middle of the night.

Shen Huai looked after him the next morning for a long time without going out of the house. He could not rest a.s.sured, so he went in and had a look. Ye Cang was still burning.

Shen Huai did not care about the Cherry and other people who were still shooting, he hurriedly helped Ye Cang go to the hospital. 

Ye Cang's body foundation is not very good. He has lost too much blood and died once before. Later, he looked like there was no problem but in fact, he has always had the root of illness and has not been well nourished. To adapt “Mulholland Avenue” and “Meow, Meow, Meow”, he often stayed up late at night. This time, his body couldn't hold any longer.

Shen Huai also did not know what to say, but in fact, in his heart he was somewhat blaming himself. As an agent, he should have paid more attention to his artist's health, but he has never found the problem of Ye Cang, which was too bad.

Ye Cang had a drip connected to the back of his hand. His face was pale and his lips were dry and cracked. 

He didn't think it was Shen Huai's fault. He had been a ghost for a long time and was not very sensitive to a human body's perception. His body had already sent signals, but he didn't take it seriously. And this outbreak is also a good thing, let him once again lament that his body was in poor condition, and in the future he really should exercise.

Cherry and crew followed them to the hospital with a camera. Such an emergency was simply the breaking point of the program. When the chief director knew it, he immediately sent instructions that they must film the appearance Ye Cang drip, and it would be best to have an interview. As material for the trailer. 

Cherry forwarded: “Ye Cang you got suddenly sick, are you not worrying about the next game?”

Ye Cang showed his usual dangling smile, but then he coughed twice, which showed that he was really sick.

Shen Huai looked at him with some concern.

When Ye Cang finished coughing, his face became even worse and his voice hoa.r.s.e. “Nothing to worry about, I can win even when I'm sick.”

Cherry: “… Ha ha, you are really confident.”

Ye Cang smiled and did not reply to her. He was not confident but made a reasonable judgment based on his strength.

Because Ye Cang was ill and Cherry was not too nosy, she just asked a few questions and took everyone away so they didn't disturb him.

Only Ye Cang and Shen Huai were left in the ward.

Shen Huai looked at his watch, and it was time for lunch. Ye Cang had the drip in since morning. Considering that his body could not eat anything else, Shen Huai ordered a rice porridge.

In the process of waiting for takeout, he went out to pick up some hot water. When he came back, he saw Ye Cang lying in bed, his uninjected hand holding his cell phone and playing games excitedly. 

Seeing Shen Huai coming in, he quickly put his mobile phone under his pillow and covered his forehead: “Hey, a little dizzy.”

Shen Huai: “…”

He ignored the act and poured the water into the cup. When the water became warm, he said to Ye Cang, “Drink some hot water first.”

Ye Cang leaned on his pillow and said weakly, “I don't have strength. Can you feed me, agent?” 

Shen Huailing said coldly, “I don't think so. Weren't you very energetic when you played games?”

Ye Cang: “No, no, no, I just had a hard time.”

Shen Huai: “…”

He felt that his self-restraint become very weak in front of Ye Cang and could not be maintained like in the past, but since the halo of “rock tyrant” on Ye Cang's head had become weaker and weaker, he often wanted to beat him up.

But in the end, Shen Huai failed to get past Ye Cang's thick skin. He raised the pillow and took the water cup to Ye Cang's lips. 

Ye Cang's eyes crossed the slender fingers holding the water cup and the wrist attached to it. 

Shen Huai was neatly dressed, even the b.u.t.tons on his sleeves were meticulously b.u.t.toned, showing a little skin from the cuffs of his s.h.i.+rt, and there was a delicate men's wrist.w.a.tch on it. The black strap was in sharp contrast to the white skin. You could even vaguely see pale blue blood vessels under the skin. 

Ye Cang looked a little lost.

Shen Huai took half a cup of water but found that Ye Cang did not drink at all. He was trying to put it down but was held by the wrist. 

Ye Cang raised his eyes and said lazily, “Huai, can't you be patient with me?”

Shen Huai was surprised and almost got gooseb.u.mps by this intimate form of address. He could no longer hold the water cup in his hand. Fortunately, Ye Cang held his wrist firmly, so he did not sprinkle water on the hospital bed.

Ye Cang did not let go, so he drank water with his hand.

Because he still had a fever, Ye Cang's temperature was somewhat high, but his hand held Shen Huai so tight that it was not like a patient's grip at all.

When he finished drinking, Shen Huai unnaturally broke away from him and put the cup on the table. Nevertheless, he could still feel the lingering temperature on his wrist, which made him put his hand behind him somewhat unnaturally.

Ye Cang saw his expression and showed an unfathomable look on his face. 

Shen Huai did not notice the expression on his face because he looked away. He cleared his throat and looked a little serious: “I just went to ask the doctor. You have a lot of health problems, anemia, and malnutrition. I'm going to hire a diet.i.tian to take care of you. And more importantly, you can't stay up late any longer. I will strictly control you to work and rest.”

Ye Cang's face suddenly collapsed: “No… No, no.”

However, Shen Huai, who has always been easy to talk to, did not give in at all on this kind of issue: “No, you are not as good as before. Since you are a new man, you must follow the rules of human beings.”

Ye Cang: “…”

No, why does that sound so strange? Why does it sound like I just got out of prison?

When Ye Cang bargained, Shen Huai's iron face relentlessly refused him.

In the end, Ye Cang had no choice but to accept it with a bitter smile.  

But in any case, that will have to wait until he gets back from the hospital. 

More worrying than that is the upcoming semi-finals.

If Ye Cang hadn't been ill, he would never have cared about the semi-final. But the illness is menacing and recovery was not quick. On the day of the match, Ye Cang still had a low fever.

When Shen Huai and he got out of the car and walked to the studio, they found that the studio outside was surrounded by green, and the colors of other players were squeezed into only a few bits of color. 

Seeing him coming, the leaves around him immediately shouted his name. They all saw Ye Cang's injection in the previous trailer, and they also matched the subt.i.tles in the late stage, for fear that the disease will not be seriously cured.

Fans were worried, and many of them did not originally chase after the stars, but bought tickets just to make sure he was cured with their own eyes. 

Ye Cang paused and waved to say h.e.l.lo to them. 

Fans burst into screams but saw his thinned face. Although he was wearing a mask it was still difficult to hide the sick look on his face. Several fans shouted in the crowd.

“Cang Cang, pay attention to your body! It's okay to play!”

“Yes, no matter what your grades are, we will always support you!”

“We like you and your songs. We know you worked hard!”

Ye Cang felt some helplessness, which made it seem that he was bound to lose, but even so, he did not refute the good intentions of fans, let them pay attention to the heat, and went into the studio.

Shen Huai scanned the number of people outside and called them for mung bean paste, which accompanied Ye Cang into his resting room.

Because of Ye Cang's illness, he only rehea.r.s.ed once, which made the director worried. In addition, Ye Cang did not seem to have recovered. He would be broadcasting live soon, and he did not know whether his physical strength could sustain it.

Ye Cang did not think much about it. When he entered the restroom, he found a corner wrapped himself in blankets and began to sleep. The staff who came in and out did not seem to affect him at all. 

Li Zihang originally wanted to come and ask him if his cold became better. After seeing him like that, he could only leave quietly.

The time before the game pa.s.sed quickly, and the staff rushed in. “All the contestants are ready and will be ready to go on stage in a moment.”

Shen Huai frowned, Ye Cang was still asleep at this time, the whole person looking very tired. 

Shen Huai did not want to wake him up, but the compet.i.tion was about to start, and there was no other way, so he pushed Ye Cang's shoulder: “Wake up, you must be ready to go on stage.”

Ye Cang did not react.

Shen Huai's heart jumped, worried that he had a fever again, and put his hand on Ye Cang's forehead. However, before he was sure if he had a fever, a hand held his. 

Ye Cang opened his eyes as if he was still half asleep. “Is it my turn to play yet?”

Shen Huai nodded.

Ye Cang threw away the blanket and stood up. The whole person was in high spirits. 

When Jiang Junyan saw this situation, he muttered in a low voice: “There was no sickness at all, he just pretended to be…”

Shen Huai did not hear his words, but looked at Ye Cang's back with a frown, then clenched the palm of his sweaty hand into a fist.

Edited by : Mochi Rabbit

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