When infatuated by taking off the ring [Entertainment]

Chapter 54

late at night.The eighth floor of Xihe Hospital.

Fu Sinian was lying quietly on the light blue treatment chair, his face like a sculpture knife passing by showed a kind of calm, and said lightly: "Let's start."

The doctor was wearing a white coat, buttoned up, holding a stack of thick notebooks in his hand, and the voice under the mask was vague:

"Mr. Fu, let me ask for the last time. You have gone through all the treatment plans and agreed to this treatment mode in a conscious state, right?"

"Yes."

"Okay." The doctor wrote something in the notebook, then picked up the remote control and started playing the projection screen on the wall.

Mr. Fu has come to them intermittently for psychological counseling and treatment, and their hospital has designed several plans at any time. As long as Fu Sinian thinks about it, they can immediately start treatment.

Now according to Fu Sinian's request, what they are doing is the most extreme and radical plan.

The most anxious, tense, and frightening scenes will be played on the projection screen to stimulate Fu Sinian repeatedly.

At the same time, Fu Sinian was not allowed to take any evasive measures such as closing his eyes and plugging his ears.

At the same time, Fu Sinian had a glass of warm water in his hand, and a small amount of emetic was mixed in it.When playing the second type of clip, Fu Sinian had to drink those chemical reagents.

The two treatment methods were continuously interleaved. Fu Sinian's forehead was covered with cold sweat, he was panting violently, his eyes were slightly distracted, and his face became paler and paler.

He didn't dodge even once, and just stared at the screen the whole time.

It's just that his nails were firmly digging at the cover of the treatment chair, leaving shocking marks. At the same time, Fu Sinian's fingernails were turned out, with slight blood oozing out.

Fingers connected to heart, it should be very painful.

The doctor's heart skipped a few beats, holding the remote control, he pressed pause.

Fu Sinian raised his hand, raised his eyes to look at the clock, and said calmly: "Continue."

After Fu Sinian left, Xu Luojia stood in the dark living room for a while, dumbfounded, not thinking about anything.

Then he yawned and was about to take a bath and rest. There was still a stage tomorrow. When he walked to the shower room, he glanced at the roses on the dining table.

Xu Luojia's footsteps didn't stop at all, she just glanced at it, and then went into the bathroom, thinking in her mind that she would ask her aunt to throw away the flowers tomorrow.

At dawn tomorrow, Xu Luojia was dug out of the quilt, and went to the TV station in a daze, preparing for the last rehearsal and going on stage at night.

The stage this time is very important, it is a cross-border joint performance, if something goes wrong, it will not only be ridiculed, but also cause irreparable consequences.

And all of them are real.

Therefore, the atmosphere on the TV station is very serious, and everyone is on the alert.Usually familiar colleagues would go to the dressing room to chat with each other, but today they are all gone. Everyone is in their own lounge, talking, reading lyrics, and moving in their minds.

Xu Luojia was not a very nervous person, but today he couldn't help but drink water frequently.He has almost finished his makeup, put on a little lipstick, and almost wiped it off with drinking water.

The makeup sister just finished her busy work, and looked at Luo Jia helplessly, and asked jokingly, "Why is Xiao Jia so nervous." Then, she pressed Luo Jia in front of the makeup mirror, and lowered her head to refill his lipstick.

The camera takes a lot of makeup, and Xu Luojia's lip color is already light, so it won't work if you don't put some color on it.

Luo Jia said thank you with his eyes, smiled, and then stared blankly at himself in the makeup mirror.

I don't know if it's a psychological effect, but besides wanting to drink water, he always feels that his throat is not very comfortable, and it hurts a little, as if swallowing sand.

Xu Luojia was a little scared, tried to hum a few words softly, and found that there was no problem with the vocalization, so she was relieved.

The first sister next to him was still talking to him about the shift, and when she saw Luo Jia covering her throat, she asked concerned: "Are you uncomfortable?"

Luo Jia raised her head, smiled, and said, "No. Maybe I'm too nervous."

"Don't be nervous. It's fine to sing normally, please be steady." Sister Chu affirmed.

Luo Jia nodded, took a deep breath, looked at herself in the mirror, and raised a smile.

Sister Chu patted him on the shoulder: "Okay, let's go and change clothes."

The assistant handed the clothes to Luo Jia. Tonight's stage makeup is mainly low-key and restrained. This is the first time she wears it in China.

A white short suit jacket, the tassels hanging from the hem are all inlaid with genuine diamonds.

As soon as the lights on the stage were turned on, the diamonds shone brightly, making Xu Luojia sparkle, and the short suit showed long legs, which made Luo Jia slender, tall, handsome and fair.

After changing her clothes, Luojia opened the curtain, walked out a bit embarrassed, and turned around.Everyone was very satisfied and said: "Sister Chu is a cow, she snatched such a good dress for us Xiaojia, it is very suitable for Xiaojia."

Wang Jingchu just smiled and said nothing.

The clothes of this brand are very proud, and even the big bosses of film and television cafes may not be able to line up.

But when the brand sent clothes to Xu Luojia, they sent several emails in a row, kind of begging Xu Luojia to wear them.In this case, no one will believe it.

Wang Jingchu was no stranger to this kind of scene.Who told Xu Luojia to be behind Fu Sinian.

Wang Jingchu felt that she had seen through the class chain of these zbjs. The ready-to-wear brand felt that it was no big deal to make a few clothes, the important thing was to make Mrs. Fu happy.

At this time, someone knocked gently at the door, and a director with a walkie-talkie said, "Mr. Xu, get ready."

Xu Luojia buckled the lid of the water glass, nodded towards the door, and said, "Okay." Then he looked back at himself in front of the mirror for the last time, took a deep breath, handed the glass to the assistant next to him, and said:

"Let's go."

The lights in the dressing room were turned off, and everyone followed Luo Jia to the backstage to prepare. The corridor of the TV station was quiet and there were no people. Occasionally, a few directors with walkie-talkies passed by, with serious expressions.

Luo Jia clenched the microphone in her hand, opened the backstage curtain, walked in, and greeted the surrounding staff.

The backstage was actually very dark, and everyone was sitting and working in the dark. Only when there was a light near the stage and the pillar light in front swept over, could everyone's faces be clearly seen.

The smell of various cosmetics and perfumes, as well as the smell of fireworks, reminded Luo Jia in the backstage. He silently recalled the position in his mind. During the performance, there will be countless fireworks rising .

While recalling, Luo Jia raised his hands and asked the staff to help him wear the microphone and wear the headphones himself.

Sister Chu just finished sending WeChat messages, saw Luo Jia's face, smiled, and said, "Don't be nervous, please be safe. Everything will be safe."

Luo Jia put on a gentle smile and said, "Well, I'm not afraid."

The music in front of him was turned off, the host was talking about strings, and the director's voice came from Luojia's earphones: "Xu Luojia, prepare in five seconds."

Xu Luojia clenched the gray microphone, adjusted the earphones for the last time, raised his eyes, looked at the bright stage in front of him, and his eyes were peaceful.

"Five, four, three, two, one. Let's go." The director said.

Xu Luojia went out and stood in a dark place on the stage. The host in front was still talking about strings, and the schedule said that the stage would be withdrawn after 20 seconds of speaking, and then he began to perform.

The performance was so strict that every minute and every second was strictly controlled, no more or no less than 20 seconds, and the host's voice stopped.

The entire stage fell into complete darkness, and the audience below fell into silence, as if they were holding their breath in anticipation.

Three seconds later, a gentle chasing light lit up above Luo Jia's head.That beam of light illuminated Xu Luojia, and a fair and gentle face appeared in people's sight. The diamonds were shining like a starry sky, dreamy and peaceful.

The accompaniment was a low cello chorus, and Luo Jia raised his head slightly habitually, staring at the chasing light with his eyes, and slowly entered the mood.

It was stuck for a second, and at that moment, his heart suddenly jumped, as if he had fallen without a trace, and many bad thoughts flashed in his mind.

However, it was only a second, so fast that Xu Luojia didn't even have time to react, the corners of his eyes drooped, and he subconsciously entered the situation and atmosphere of this song. There was a well-constructed story in his mind, and the words full of emotion were slowly spit out, with a low voice singing.

Chu Jie stood below and watched nervously. In fact, she also felt flustered inexplicably, especially when Xu Luojia was abnormally nervous and drinking water, he immediately sent a message to Fu Sinian.

Numerous experiences have proved that Fu Sinian is a god who can solve everything.

It's just that I don't know why, the person who usually replied in seconds at any time sent several messages today, but the other party didn't reply.

Sister Chu was even more worried. She stood under the stage, holding the phone tightly with one hand, to prevent Fu Sinian from giving any instructions, she clenched one hand into a fist and blocked her mouth, praying in her heart: "Luo Jia, come on, support me!" Pass these 4 minutes.

With her eyes closed, Luo Jia has already fully entered the mood. At the climax of the song, the bow of the cello is sharply grinding the strings, and the small wooden stick of the conductor is swaying.

The stage has already been filled with clouds and mist made of dry ice, and it still has a faint blue color. The stage lights are golden, and the images broadcast by the director are beautiful, radiant, and very beautiful.The audience below was completely silent, covering their mouths, and some had tears in their eyes.

After finishing a high note, Luo Jia opened his eyes and flicked the microphone habitually. He felt that his voice was still in good condition. He took a deep breath and prepared to use a high note in the interlude.

He only dared to open the scene like this when his voice was in a particularly good condition.Today, it seems that it can.High-pitched singing will make this stage more perfect, and Luo Jia doesn't want to leave regrets.

The next note popped out, Luo Jia took a breath, raised the microphone, stopped his fingers in mid-air, and opened his lips slightly——

He couldn't hear his own voice.

At first, Luo Jia thought that the backstage was broken, so she tapped the backstage with her fingertips calmly, signaling to the people in the background.

But in an instant, Luo Jia suddenly felt the dry ice under his feet invade|intruded into his body, and it suddenly occurred to his mind that when he pronounced just now, his throat didn't seem to vibrate.

He seems to have lost his voice.

On such an important stage, a person stands alone without a voice coming out of his throat.

Luo Jia was at a loss, desperately trying to make a sound with his throat, but to no avail, his throat seemed to be on fire.

He had already lost his voice once, and after countless failed attempts, he already understood his situation.The treble just now was just a flashback.

Luo Jia blinked his eyes, as if he had fallen into a cliff, and a complete cold surged up his back, as if a knife was pulling at his back.

He is going to be ruined.nothing left.No sound can be made, and the world seems to have turned into black and white.

Luo Jia blankly waited for this interlude to pass, he could not sing the interlude, but the next stanza will be the lyrics.But he lost his voice, what did he sing?

Suddenly, a deep voice came from behind my ear: "It's me. Don't be afraid"

Luo Jia's breath was suffocated, his pupils suddenly dilated, and he held the microphone in his hand.The stage lights and dry ice also seemed to stop floating.

That voice was like a gentle cushion, supporting Xu Luojia, and it seemed to be floating in the silent universe, when a long-lost call suddenly came.

Luo Jia suddenly came back to his senses, his eyes were a little warm, and he couldn't help raising his hand to caress his ears to make the voice more real.

The person in the ear said firmly: "Keep singing, pretend to sing. Leave the rest to me."

Luo Jia nodded, raised her head, and put her fingers against her ears.His eyes narrowed. Behind the stage lights, there was a distant studio. He seemed to see Fu Sinian's face.

His face was pale, his hair was curly, and his pupils were like bitter almonds.

The expression was still arrogant and cold, and he said: Let him not be afraid, and continue to sing.