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Chapter 42: Is it because you are too excited?
Liming Zi was sitting on the bed, with her legs crossed under the quilt and her upper body covered with pajamas. She was holding a tablet and watching the live broadcast of the Starlight Night Division attentively.

In other words, recording.

Because she had already watched the live broadcast, but it was not enough, so she wanted to continue watching Mai Zishan.

At the same time, the barrage was opened.

"It seems really good."

"Let's drink this glass of wine. A good man's heart is like the sea. I will use it in my composition tomorrow."

"What's going on on this stage? The lighting for the first three minutes made it difficult for people to see clearly."

"This song does have some meaning, but I don't like the tick-tock-tock in the middle. Is there something wrong if I can't write lyrics?"

"I owe the chef of Caizhou Restaurant an apology, but his account has been banned and he cannot send private messages. I am here to say sorry."

"I'm really impressed by this stage lighting! I could only listen to it for the first few minutes, but I couldn't watch it! Even Ultraman's transformation was so bright!"

""

As I watched, my legs became numb.

She struggled to spread her smooth long legs, and the numbness made her grin.

"Ouch, ouch, so numb."

"Ouch, ouch."

Dawn Zi giggled because her legs were numb, and finally managed to do so.

Put her legs and butt flat on the bed.

During this process, the tablet in her arms accidentally pressed the volume button, and the volume was turned up to the maximum.

Mai Zishan's singing voice came from the tablet.

Li Tianhong, who was sitting in the living room watching TV, moved his ears and looked away from "The Quadrangle" and towards Li Mingzi's room.

He got up, walked over, and knocked on the door.

Standing outside the door, he asked, "Xiao Zi, are you playing a song? What song? It's quite nice."

It’s not that Li Tianhong doesn’t understand music at all. As the boss of Hearing China, he has no musical feelings, but he must have some taste in music, otherwise he won’t be able to open a company.

Liming Zi held back the numbness in her legs and shouted, "It's okay, the numbness is gone."

Li Tianhong: "???"

What did I just ask?
"What's wrong with it?"

Liming Zi was also stunned. What did dad ask just now?
"What did you ask just now?"

"I told you to send me the song you just played on WeChat and I'll listen to it."

Dawn Zi was silent for a moment, "This is a video, not a song."

"Okay, send me the video."

Dawn Zi was silent again.

What to do? Although Mai Zishan was surrounded by spotlights for the first three minutes and couldn't see anyone clearly, he did appear in the last minute, and his father would definitely recognize him.

"Well, you need to be a member to see it. Even if I forward it to you, you won't be able to see it."

Li Tianhong said reluctantly: "Then show me your tablet. Why do you talk so much? I just want to hear it."

Liming Zi was helpless and suddenly came up with a plan. She exited the playback page, cleared the playback cache, disconnected the tablet from WiFi, connected it to her phone's hotspot, and turned off her phone's data.

After doing all this, she wrapped the quilt around her body and shouted: "Come in."

Li Tianhong opened the door, walked over, and took the tablet from Liming Zi's hand.

Anyone who comes into view is surrounded by the focus of the stage lights.

The figure and face seemed familiar, and Li Tianhong frowned.

Liming Zi's heart was in her throat.

He clicked play.

The tuba on the stage just sang two lines.

He hasn't sunk in yet.

Suddenly a rotating circle appeared on the screen.

Li Tianhong frowned: "What's going on?" "I didn't know that the network at home has been bad recently. Why don't you go back and have someone fix it?"

"I just want to listen to it. Why is it so difficult? Besides, what kind of crappy show is this? Why is the light so bright? It's all focused on this person. I can't see clearly what he looks like. However, why do I think he looks familiar?"

Li Tianhong frowned as he spoke, preparing to put on his glasses from his pocket.

Liming Zi grabbed the tablet and said, "Oh, you are serious, go and see your courtyard."

"You little girl, why are you so irritable?"

"Certainly."

Li Tianhong had no choice but to turn around and leave Liming Zi's room.

Liming Zi breathed a sigh of relief and connected the tablet to WiFi again.

When I was about to click play, a pop-up window suddenly popped up.

[The new singer Mai Zishan in the Starlight Night Division had a fever of 40 degrees after singing the song and was rushed to the hospital.]

Dawn Zi was stunned, her fingers that originally wanted to click to continue playing were hanging in the air.

What? ? ?
……

Fucheng Central Hospital.

Ward No. 102.

"I've emphasized many times that I don't have a fever, I was illuminated by the lights on the stage! Watch the video for yourself! Damn it, I was illuminated by the light all the time!"

Mai Zishan was filled with indignation when facing reporters.

The reporter nodded: "I understand what you mean. So, do you have a fever because you were so excited to sing on a big stage for the first time?"

"..."

Mai Zishan wanted to tear this reporter to pieces, not just this reporter, but all reporters.

It's really like a hyena, it won't stop until it harasses people to death.

"Okay, okay, everyone, get out." Another voice sounded.

This was Yang Di's voice. Hearing that Mai Zishan had a fever, he rushed to Fucheng overnight.

This moved Mai Zishan deeply.

It's a pity that he really doesn't have a fever.

"Get out of here quickly." Yang Di was very rude to reporters.

Some reporters were a little timid when they saw Yang Di, so they could only go out with the camera behind them.

Mai Zishan helplessly held his forehead: "These reporters can't understand human speech. They all want me to admit that I have a fever because I am too excited."

"Journalists always want topics. You have to accept this as normal in the future and face harassment from good reporters all the time."

Yang Di looked at Mai Zishan with a smile, thinking that he really had a vision.

"Okay, I'm about to be discharged from the hospital, and you happened to be here too. Please treat me to a nice meal tonight."

"No problem, but I'd better ask the nurse to take your temperature first." Yang Di was a little worried.

"I'm really fine... You guys make me feel like a three-year-old child."

"Isn't this all about caring about you?" Yang Di laughed loudly, and then called the nurse.

……

Conference Room 11 of Fucheng TV Station.

At this moment, about ten people gathered in the conference room.

Most of them looked unhappy, sitting on the chairs in the conference room, tapping the table impatiently.

During the dinner, a cold voice came out.

The speaker was wearing a white shirt, but the top two buttons were unbuttoned, and he had an earring in each ear. His overall look was a bit unruly.

"This Mai Zishan is very good at marketing."

"Yeah, it's a bit disgusting to go on stage to sing and then pretend to have a fever and make such a big topic."

"This is very unfair to those of us who sing well."

(End of this chapter)