In late April, Miko's scenes were completed.

During this month, except for leaving to shoot commercials and endorsements, Mico spent most of the other time on the set and had contact with everyone. He has a good personality and is polite. He always smiles when he meets everyone, and he also

He often helps out and conquers everyone with his charisma.

When he was leaving, many people were reluctant to leave, but they also knew that parting was necessary, so everyone in the crew sent their most sincere blessings.

These blessings are thousands of words, but they all form the same sentence: I wish you a bright future and get better and better.

In the evening, Miko had a talk show to participate in. As soon as the filming was completed, he left the crew and hurried to S city.

After getting in the car, Miko put the bouquet next to him and closed his eyes to rest.

His last scene was the falling into the water scene. It was filmed more than a dozen times and he soaked in the water for two hours. Although he drank cold medicine immediately afterwards, it had little effect and he still developed a fever.

There was an abnormal blush on Miko's face, but his lips were too pale. Lexia watched from the side, so anxious that her eyebrows were knitted together.

"Brother, let's go to the hospital first. You can't go on like this."

Miko's limbs were sore, he had little strength, and his voice was weak. "It's too late. Do you have any fever-reducing medicine? Give me two. I'll just take it and take a nap."

Lexia thought it was impossible, but Mico insisted, so she could only get Mico medicine with red eyes and pour him a cup of hot water.

After taking the medicine, Miko put down the seat, curled up his long legs and lay on his side, holding a corner of the blanket with his fingers, and told Lexia, "Call me when we're almost there."

The sleeping ingredients in the medicine took effect, and Miko quickly fell asleep.

When he woke up again, the self-built houses on both sides of the road had been replaced by high-rise buildings, and the sky had darkened, leaving only the last ray of light on the horizon. The lights lit up the city and formed an ocean.

Mico moved and said in a hoarse voice: "What time is it?"

Hearing the sound, Lexia turned her head and helped him up, "It's six o'clock."

"Are you feeling better?" she asked again with concern.

After pouring a cup of boiling water from the thermos cup to moisten his mouth, Miko nodded, "Much better."

"Is it about to arrive?" He looked out the window again to determine the location.

"We're almost there, another twenty minutes." Lexia took out the porridge she just asked the driver to stop and buy, "Brother, you need to eat something first to cushion your stomach."

"good."

Mico actually didn't have much appetite, so he put it down after eating only half of the portion.

As he was about to arrive at the place, Miko took out a set of clean clothes from his suitcase. After changing into them, he quickly found his makeup bag and used foundation to cover his sick face.

Otherwise, the media will catch him and spread rumors that he failed in plastic surgery.

The nanny car parked outside the TV station, and Miko got out of the car with Lexia.

There was indeed an entertainment reporter staying here. Mi Ke caught a flash of a flashlight from the corner of his eye and raised his eyes to look over.

He did not avoid the camera, but smiled at it, then raised his hand and made a heart sign with his thumb and index finger.

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Recording an interview is no easier than recording a variety show. You have to be vigilant at all times to prevent falling into the trap dug by the host. After recording for half an hour, Mico felt uncomfortable again.

He tested his forehead with the back of his hand and found that it was indeed burning again.

After a five-minute break, Miko's face was full of exhaustion, and his makeup could no longer cover his sick appearance. He called the makeup artist to put on another layer of foundation.

The host also noticed that Miko was not feeling well and asked with concern: "Do you want to rest for a while?"

Mico cheered up and said, "No need, the recording will end early, everyone is waiting to go home."

When the program started recording again, and when he returned to the camera, Mico swept away all the discomfort, was smiling and in high spirits, and it was completely impossible to think that he was sick.

"Welcome back to "Star Interview", let's continue chatting with Teacher Mi."

The host crossed his legs and looked at Miko with his fingers on his chin. His tone was more like chatting: "Just now we talked about the recently released movie "Fly". It is the first movie you participated in. During the filming process,

, what do you think is the biggest problem you have encountered?”

Mico leaned back on the chair, resting his fingers on his legs casually, in a very comfortable posture, "What about the weather? It was winter at that time, several degrees below zero, and the character I played was wearing thin clothes. It was too cold."

As they spoke, a ten-second video appeared on the screen behind them.

In the video, Mico was wearing a baggy T-shirt, with most of his shoulders exposed, and there were several dark red marks on his shiny white skin.

He lazily leaned against the window, holding an unburned cigarette between his long and beautiful fingers. Under the lingering smoke, he turned his face and looked at the sky outside the window, where dark clouds were rolling, indicating the coming downpour.

The light in the room was dim and dim, and Mico was inside, feeling decadent and depraved. A strong sense of story came over him, constantly stimulating people's desire to explore.

The host sighed: "You took the photo beautifully."

"It's the beauty of the director's lens."

Mico blinked, "Of course, it's also because I'm pretty."

The host couldn't help laughing, "You will be criticized by netizens for being narcissistic."

"No," Miko smiled and joked to himself, "Is there any vase that doesn't look good?"

The effect of the program was instantly full. The host covered his mouth and laughed in cooperation. The camera cut to Mico and then zoomed in to a close-up. He crossed his legs and his expression was calm and relaxed, very calm.

…

The program reached ten o'clock and finally ended.

As soon as the camera left, Miko couldn't hold on anymore.

Lexia hurriedly ran over to take him to the hospital. Miko smiled helplessly, "Wait for me to slow down, otherwise I'm afraid I'll faint as soon as I stand up."

"Ah, what should I do?"

Lexia was so anxious that she asked, "Should we call an ambulance?"

She thought of the entertainment reporter squatting outside again, and immediately shook her head, "No, if you call an ambulance, it will definitely be on the hot search."

"Lexia," Miko called her, "I'm feeling better. Help me down and let's go to the hospital."

Lexia nodded quickly and put her bag on her back, "Brother, don't worry, I'm strong enough. Don't worry, rely on me."

After saying that, she reached out to help Mico up and adjusted her position so that Mico could put his weight on herself more easily and walk.

Although he let Le Xia help him, Le Xia was half a head shorter than him and very thin. Mi Ke didn't dare to lean on him at all, so he kept walking on his own and barely made it to the elevator. His eyesight was already going dark.

He stretched out his hand to hold on to the wall, Miko leaned on it, unable to walk.

This was not going to work. Lexia pursed her lips and decided to find someone for help. As soon as she turned around, the elevator door next to her opened, and Lu Yansheng and Gu Xiangxing stood inside.

Seeing Lu Yansheng, Le Xia's eyes lit up. He didn't care whether he was an idol or not, and said quickly: "Teacher Lu, please help me, I have a high fever and I'm about to faint."

Lu Yansheng was startled, then turned to Mi Ke who was standing aside.

Mico's face turned red, his body was shaky, and he was about to fall to the ground.

With a frown on his face, Lu Yansheng walked out of the elevator quickly, grabbed Mi Ke's arm and pulled him into his arms. He bent down and picked him up. Feeling the weight in his arms that was too light, he looked down at Mi Ke and pulled him into his arms.

Hug me tighter.

Mi Ke knew that the person holding him was Lu Yansheng. Although it was a bit awkward for the princess to hold him, he really had no strength. He stayed quietly in the other person's arms, moved his lips, and said softly, "Thank you."

Lu Yansheng didn't respond and walked into the elevator holding Mi Ke.

Lexia quickly followed.

The elevator was extremely quiet. Lexia had calmed down and returned to her senses. She looked at Lu Yansheng quietly through the mirror and saw that he was holding Mi Ke firmly, and the flames of gossip were burning in her heart.

Ahhhhhh, does her brother really have nothing to do with Teacher Lu!!!

She doesn't believe it!

Mi Ke came over a little slower, tugged on Lu Yansheng's sleeve, and said to him: "Let me down, otherwise if someone sees me, I will have to explain again."

Lu Yansheng did not let go and said firmly: "No."

After hearing what he said, Gu Xiangxing silently took off his windbreaker and covered Mi Ke from head to toe.

Lexia also understood very well. She took out her glasses, hat and mask from her bag, wrapped herself tightly, put on her headphones and moved to the corner, pretending that "I am not the same as the two people in front of me."

They were very lucky, the elevator went all the way down without any further stops.

When they got to the underground garage, Gu Xiangxing went to drive the car over. Then Lu Yansheng hugged Mi Ke and got into the car. Lexia followed him and got into the passenger seat.

"Miss Le," Gu Xiangxing said while driving, "there is a thermometer in the drawer in front of you. Take it out and measure Mico's temperature."

Lexia nodded, took it out, turned around and handed it to Miko.

Mi Ke was already semi-conscious. Lu Yansheng took it and put the thermometer against his forehead. After measuring it, he said: "398 degrees."

Lexia wanted to shed tears again. She scolded Han Yang in a low voice, "Han Yang, you bastard!"

The car was quiet. Lu Yansheng heard her scolding and looked up at her. Lexia paused for a moment, but couldn't hold it back anymore and complained: "Brother has only slept for two or three hours for a week in a row. Han Yang has arranged a lot for me.

During the trip, I had to run in both directions and had no time to rest."

Fatigue has been accumulating in my body, and it finally broke out after soaking in the water for two hours today.

Lu Yansheng said nothing and looked down at Mi Ke again.

Mico's breathing was heavy, and the breath he exhaled was hot. He seemed to be very uncomfortable and cold, and wanted to curl up.
Chapter completed!