Sweet Beauty

When Wen Ying saw Liang Zixuan's expression, she knew that Huang Heng wasn't lying to them. She immediately said, "Liang Zixuan, you don't need to draw for your turn. We decided you will perform last."

Qian Huiqing also agreed. "Alright, let's do it this way. Let Liang Zixuan rest. She's sick, but she still comes to record the program. As her senior, we have to take care of her."

Liang Zixuan bowed to them again in gratitude.

One of the singers who had managed to resurrect from the resurrect stage did not participate in the same episode as Liang Zixuan. Now that she saw Liang Zixuan enter on her own, she pretended to be shocked and asked, "Liang Zixuan, you can't possibly come alone, right? Where is your guest?"

The guests they invited were all sitting in the other lounge. Lin Qingzhao did not see Liang Zixuan's guests, which was why she asked this question.

Liang Zixuan just smiled without saying a word.

Wen Ying asked worriedly, "Liang Zixuan, it can't be that you didn't bring any guest with you, right?"

Liang Zixuan was just about to say that she did, and her guest was in the VIP lounge, but Lin Qingzhao already started to ridicule her. "Aiya, it's normal that she didn't. As a newcomer, she doesn't know many people in the entertainment circle, but if she comes up on the stage on her own later, wouldn't it be a little embarrassing?"

Huang Heng knew who Liang Zixuan invited, so he immediately said unhappily. "This is not something you should worry about, Lin Qingzhao. Furthermore, the program team has a rule that all the contestant singers must sing a duet with their guests. If Liang Zixuan didn't have anyone with her, how could she come to join this recording?"

Lin Qingzhao was jealous of Liang Zixuan's achievements ever since she successfully managed to gain a first place with a full vote. "What kind of famous singer can she invite? I don't think he's famous. In any case, I don't agree to let her perform last. I'm still not feeling well today, so I also want to be the last one to sing on the stage."

Lin Qingzhao harrumphed in her heart. Since Liang Zixuan was not famous, she guessed that the guest Liang Zixuan had invited must not be that good, which was why she purposely made things difficult for her. 

Lin Qingzhao was not afraid of offending Liang Zixuan nor offending the guest she invited.

Huang Heng then said, "Sure, if you have a fever of 39 degrees and your tonsil becomes inflamed, I'll let you be the last one to perform on the stage!"

"Director Huang, that's unfair." Lin Qingzhao shouted with a red face. "How can Liang Zixuan be sick, but I can't? You are so biased!"

Qian Huiqing stopped Lin Qingzhao unhappily. "Liang Zixuan's throat is not in good condition and she has a fever, while you, which part of your body are uncomfortable? You shouted so loudly just now, don't tell me you also have a sore throat?"

How could Lin Qingzhao dare to say anything in front of Qian Huiqing? She wanted to get Qian Huiqing to help her in the future. She turned her head and looked at Liang Zixuan with disdain before saying loudly on purpose. "Fine, I will give a face to her because of Senior Qian this time and will not lower myself to Liang Zixuan's level. She wants to be the last one to perform, then let her!"

The program officially started recording and all the singers had agreed that Liang Zixuan was the last one to go onstage.

After the opening ceremony, Liang Zixuan returned to the VIP lounge. Qiao Hongya handed her the medicine bought by the head of the broadcasting station. "Eat the medicine first."

Liang Zixuan shook her head.

The head of broadcasting was very perceptive and advised her too. "Liang Zixuan, please eat the medicine. You still have half an hour before you go on the stage. Eat it slowly first."

Liang Zixuan stuffed a piece of sliced meat into her mouth and whispered, "Eating the antipyretic will make me sleepy. I'm not in good condition, to begin with, so I'll wait until I finish performing."

Zeng Zhelan asked the head of the broadcasting station for a water basin and also a clean towel. She then soaked the towel in cold water before applying it to Liang Zixuan's forehead.

Seeing Liang Zixuan close her eyes, she asked, "Do you feel better?"

Liang Zixuan nodded and didn't say anything.

Qiao Hongya looked at Liang Zixuan worriedly and let out a long sigh.

This child was already so ill, yet she still insisted on going up on stage. Knowing that he could no longer persuade her, he stood up. "Take me to the piano. I'll set it up."

"Alright." The head of the broadcasting station immediately stood up and led Qiao Hongya out.

The environment became quiet. Liang Zixuan, who closed her eyes, unknowingly fell asleep.

In her dream, she saw Han Yuanjun walking towards her in a white suit. He raised his hand and knocked on her forehead, "Why are you tormenting yourself like this?"

Liang Zixuan just looked blankly. Suddenly, she cried and threw herself into his arms.

Han Yuanjun hugged her and kissed her hair. "Baby, if you're sick, then take your medicine. If not, then I won't let you go on the stage."

Liang Zixuan nodded obediently and immediately got out of Han Yuanjun's arms, looking everywhere. "Where's the medicine? Where's my medicine?"

Suddenly, someone shook her body violently twice. Liang Zixuan slowly opened her eyes and looked at the face in front of her with confusion.

Zeng Zhelan waved the medicine box in front of her eyes. "Here, your medicine."

"Huh?" Liang Zixuan froze for a moment, unable to react.

Zeng Zhelan pulled her up slowly and sat her down. "Were you dreaming? In your dream, you were talking about medicine and shouting, 'Where is my medicine?' I woke you up because I feared your fever would get worse if you continued to sleep."

She broke the pill and placed it in Liang Zixuan's hand. Then, she opened the thermos and poured a cup of hot water for her. "Eat the medicine and then drink this."

Liang Zixuan stared blankly at the medicine in her hand. Thinking about what Han Yuanjun said in her dream, her heart ached, and she almost cried.

He had been away for so many days and yet never once he called her. He hadn't even sent her a message. Did this mean he's still mad at her?

But she missed him so much. She even dreamed about him.

Zeng Zhelan urged her. "Eat it."

Liang Zixuan then threw the medicine into her mouth and drank the hot water.

Qiao Hongya and the head of the broadcasting station walked in and happened to see Liang Zixuan taking medicine. Both expressed satisfied smiles.

The Assistant Director ran over in a hurry. "Liang Zixuan, it's your turn."

Liang Zixuan left the lounge and walked to the stage, bowing to all of the audience. 

When the audience saw her pale face, they cried out in heartache. "Liang Zixuan, please pay attention to your body. If you can't perform, then stop singing. We understand you!"

Liang Zixuan smiled as she shook her head. She turned around and looked at the white piano not far behind her. With a dim light, no one could see the person behind the piano, but she knew that Qiao Hongya was sitting there right now.

She gave a slight nod, and melodious notes began to sound.

Some of the audience understood music very well and when they heard the sounds of the piano, they immediately shouted in surprise. "Who is playing the piano?! His skills are too awesome!"