"Boss, how much does instant noodles cost?"

"Five dollars."

"Where's the sausage?"

"Seven dollars."

After scanning the QR code to pay, Zhou Ziwu went upstairs with the instant noodles.

He lowered his head and looked at the dozens of missed calls on the phone screen and the series of chat records on Fetion. His heart felt warm and at the same time, his scalp was numb.

Those who called him were his parents, Chu Dahu, and a group of relatives.

He didn't expect that just because his phone was out of battery and turned off, it would cause such a big mess.

After thinking about it, he clicked on his mother's Fetion, briefly explained the reason, clicked send, copied the content, and replied to the relatives.

Go back to the room.

He first got some hot water to soak the noodles. While waiting, he clicked on the Fetion chat history with Chu Dahu.

The top one is from 8:30 last night.

The second beautiful girl: [Why is your phone turned off? Is it out of battery?]

22:00

[What happened? Why haven’t you replied to the message? 】

22:58

[Hey, you didn’t have time to reply to messages because you bumped into your former female classmate, right?]

23:30

[Zhou Qiwu! I’ll give you one last chance. If you don’t reply, I’ll be really angry!!]

23:47

[I’m angry! I’m going to sleep. I don’t care about you anymore. Just put yourself on my blacklist and stay! 】

1:28

[I’m not angry with you anymore, can you just respond to me? 】

1:52

…

That night, she would send him a message every ten or twenty minutes, and her last Fetion message was from twenty minutes ago.

【do not leave Me……】

If it hadn't been for that trip to Qifeng Village, Zhou Ziwu might not understand why she was so nervous at this moment, and might even think that she was making a fuss out of a molehill.

But it was precisely because of his trip to Qifeng Village that he realized that despite her powerful appearance, she was actually a very insecure little girl on the inside.

Her mother ran away from home when she was eight, and her father was in jail when she was eighteen. Such a life may have made her afraid of separation.

Did shutting down the phone this time make her think back to the day her mother left?

Zhou Ziwu sighed and wanted to call her right away, but because she had been frightened all night, she was asleep at the moment, so he sent her a Fetion voice message back.

"Don't worry, I'm fine. My phone ran out of battery and turned off. I didn't notice it because I had work on hand."

What surprised him was that as soon as Fetion was sent out, the other party called him with a video message.

A haggard and pretty face came into view.

"If you don't reply to me, I will go to Yangcheng to find you."

Zhou Ziwu quickly explained the reason in detail.

"You said you were going to the Spring Festival Gala?!"

Chu Qingqiu's eyes were red and her face was full of shock.

Zhou Ziwu said: "Not sure yet, it depends on the effect of today's rehearsal."

"I believe you can win it."

Chu Qingqiu's tone was full of strong confidence.

"I hope so." Zhou Ziwu smiled and said, "Now that I know I'm fine, you should go to bed quickly. Judging from the Fetion you sent, I didn't get much sleep all night."

"No way, I slept very well. I just thought of sending you a message when I was going to the bathroom."

If it weren't for her red eyes and haggard face, her words would be more convincing now.

Zhou Ziwu smiled, "As long as you sleep well, it's still early, so you should take a nap as soon as possible."

Chu Qingqiu yawned, "Well, hang up then."

"All-"

The video was hung up.

Looking at the screen of his mobile phone, Chu Qingqiu muttered: "Hang up so quickly, you scumbag, you are so embarrassed..."

When it came to the end, she was already unconscious. She had been worried all night and was already sleepy and tired. As soon as she relaxed, she became sleepy again.

…

After getting rid of the over-soaked instant noodles, Zhou Ziwu looked at the time.

5:45

Looking at the music production software on the computer screen, Zhou Ziwu did not intend to catch up on sleep, but went to the bathroom to wash his face.

The biting cold water hit his face, causing his teeth to tremble. While the ice water took away the heat from his face, it also made him feel a little more energetic.

Back in the room, he sat in front of the computer and began to dig into every detail of the song in his mind, striving to perfect it.

seven in the morning.

The morning rush hour begins and the whole city begins a new day.

Zhou Ziwu’s accompaniment was finally done.

He checked out of the e-sports hotel and returned to the hotel where he left his luggage. After changing his clothes, at eight o'clock in the morning, he came to the hospital where Mr. Chang was staying again.

"Xiao Zhou is here."

When he came outside the ward, he happened to meet Chang Xiuyu who was walking under the care of Ren Qing. She was very happy to see him coming.

"Mr. Chang, your body recovers quite quickly."

Although he learned from Huang Lizheng that she had paid a lot for him, he no longer expressed his gratitude.

Thank you very much, why don't you come here more often to see her.

Hearing this, Chang Xiuyu smiled at the corners of her eyes, but said dissatisfiedly: "I'm still too slow for this. I can't go anywhere if I stay here all day. It's almost suffocating me to death."

It happened that she was almost gone, so she returned to the ward with Zhou Ziwu.

"What was the result of meeting Huang Liqiang yesterday?" As soon as she returned to the ward, she asked the question she was most concerned about.

Zhou Ziwu smiled and said: "As long as today's rehearsal is passed, there should be no problem."

"I'm telling you, you can definitely do it." Chang Xiuyu said with a smile: "Look at the dark circles under your eyes. I know you may be busy these two days, so I won't advise you more."

"Just one sentence, have a good rest so that you can present the best stage effect to the people of the country on New Year's Eve. Don't come to me these two days and get more rest."

Feeling her care like an elder, Zhou Ziwu nodded and said with a smile: "I will have a good rest, don't worry, Mr. Chang."

He stayed in the hospital until noon. During this period, his parents also called each other. After learning that he was going to attend the Spring Festival Gala, they were very happy.

Even the regret that the family could not spend New Year's Eve together was now forgotten.

My son is going to the Spring Festival Gala, so that little regret is nothing. Besides, they can also watch him on TV. Rounding things off, this is another way to reunite.

After having lunch with Mr. Chang in the hospital, Zhou Ziwu came to CCTV Studio No. 1 for the second time, informed by An Ran.

This time, he didn't go to see Huang Liqian again. It wasn't because he had any objections to Director Huang, but because Director Huang was so busy right now that he didn't have time to see him.

Under An Ran's guidance, he first handed over the accompaniment he had made to the director, and then went to the dressing room to find a makeup artist.

The main reason is that his two eye-catching dark circles look like national treasures, which are really scary. I don’t know what he did last night.

After all the preparations were made, all he had left to do was wait.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the fifth dress rehearsal of the Spring Festival Gala officially started.

Because we have to count down with the whole country before midnight, CCTV Spring Festival Gala has very strict requirements on the program time.

Zhou Ziwu stayed backstage, watching groups of actors being called on stage in an orderly manner, and he couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

This is the first time he has been so close to the Spring Festival Gala, so close that he himself has become a part of it.

Less than a year after his debut, he was able to appear on the stage of the CCTV Spring Festival Gala. Even if someone told him this news a month or even a week ago, he would scoff.

But now, this opportunity has really come.

"Are you Zhou Ziwu?"
To be continued...