The appearance of Gu Xiaobai immediately caused panic in the backstage.

"Xiaobai, why are you here?"

"Sit down quickly, sit down quickly..."

"Look at you, your voice is hoarse and you still have to go on stage. Go back and rest quickly..."

"You don't need to worry about it today, go back quickly..."

"Yes, we are still here today!"

Yes, Gu Xiaobai's voice was hoarse. At this moment, he was a little reluctant to stand there, and his face was abnormally flushed. Next to him, Jiang Wei was helping him hold the hanging bottle.

Finally, Gu Xiaobai couldn't hold on anymore and had to go for a sling.

Seeing Gu Xiaobai like this, both Cai Jie in the current organization and Fu Wenyao who were preparing to play felt extremely distressed.

It's a pity that the singers here today are really top-level singers at the Korean national team level, and they are really not something ordinary people can deal with.

Not to mention young people like Fu Wenyao, even if Fu Han, Fenghe and the others were coming, they didn't dare to say they could stop them.

If it weren't for today's situation, it wouldn't be easy to hear them singing live.

Thinking of this, Zeng Yizhong couldn't help but grit his teeth.

This damn Jin Donghuan has made things so complicated. Neither he nor Zeng Yizhong can take a step back now.

This is no longer just the outcome of a college student exchange performance.

"No, I'm already here." Gu Xiaobai shook his head.

Now that he has come, he will not leave again.

However, he has no way to go on stage now, at least he has to wait until the situation is more stable. Jiang Wei next to him looked at the water level in the hanging bottle, which was just over half, and on his hand, there were two hanging bottles of the same size, all of which were

It's over, it's probably the end of the show.

"Xiaobai, have you thought about what you want to sing today?" Fu Wenyao helped Jiang Wei help Gu Xiaobai sit down and asked in a low voice.

"I haven't thought about it yet. If it doesn't work, just sing "Champion Overture"..." Gu Xiaobai said.

"You're like this, and you still plan to do the knife dance?"

"What else should we do?" Gu Xiaobai looked in another direction backstage. When he came in just now, he had already seen dozens of Korean female dancers and the shining daggers in their hands.

Korean knife dance!

Gu Xiaobai is unhappy!

Very unhappy!

In front of my Dao Wu, who dares to call himself a Dao Wu?!

On the other side of the background, Gu Xiaobai also saw a few small drums.

That’s the so-called seven drum props!

If the sword dance only made Gu Xiaobai feel uncomfortable and wanted to teach them a lesson.

These seven drums were poking at Gu Xiaobai's heart, making him want to kill someone.

The moment he saw the drum, the blind uncle's face appeared in front of Gu Xiaobai involuntarily again.

Although it is said that Gu Xiaobai has let go and will no longer be sad at every turn, it will always be a scar that he does not want to be touched.

"Blue Silk", Blind Uncle, Liujian Gu...

This is the forbidden area deep in Gu Xiaobai's heart that should not be touched.

"Xiao Bai, you really can't dance today." Jiang Wei shook his head, "With your current body, it's good to be able to sing on stage!"

Are you still jumping around on the stage? Do you really think you are tough?

Gu Xiaobai shook his head and became drowsy again.

He looked at the singing and dancing props with blurry eyes and murmured in his mouth: "I want to write a song, I want to write a super powerful song, I want to scare these bastards to death...scare them to death..."

"Can he really get on stage like this?" Fu Wenyao looked at Gu Xiaobai's mumbling expression. He was obviously confused and felt extremely helpless.

You're like you, you can't even stand, and you still want to write songs?

This kid is really annoying... If I could be better...

"Oh... let him rest for a while." Jiang Wei found a piece of clothing to cover Gu Xiaobai, letting him lean on his shoulders, trying to make him as comfortable as possible.

Gu Xiaobai leaned against Jiang Wei, feeling drowsy. In a daze, there was a faint sound of music, and it seemed that the performance ahead had already begun.

He wanted to open his eyes to see what was going on but couldn't. He struggled suddenly while half asleep and half awake, and finally opened his eyes.

Then he saw a familiar face in front of him.

"Qu Bing, Qu Bing, what's wrong with you today? Why are you so lethargic? Come on, it's your turn!"

Gu Xiaobai calmed down and did not react for a moment.

After a few seconds, he finally saw clearly who the face in front of him was.

Liu Che?

"What should I do?" Gu Xiaobai looked around blankly and found that he was on a high platform, in a palace, with palace lanterns hanging high and people drinking wine.

"Writing poetry, it's your turn to write poetry! Let's drink poetry..." Liu Che looked at him doubtfully, "Qubing, why is your face so red? Could it be that you drank too much?"

"The champion has only had three drinks. Could it be that he is so drunk?" Someone else laughed at him, but Liu Che glared back and could only smile.

Doesn't Liu Che know how much Huo Qubing drinks? My Piao Yao, why do you need to talk so much?

Next to him, a big hand stretched out, touched Gu Xiaobai's forehead, and exclaimed: "Oh, it's so hot!"

But it was Wei Qing. He frowned and said, "What's going on? I just saw you dancing to the music..."

You were bouncing around just now, why did you suddenly become sick?

Gu Xiaobai reached out and touched his forehead, and it was indeed very hot.

I... am I dreaming, or have I returned to the Han Dynasty, but am still sick?

Gu Xiaobai couldn't tell the difference for a moment.

I don’t know whether this disease is caused by the disease in my body, or whether it is a projection of my own consciousness. It is probably the latter that is more likely.

"The Imperial Physician has ordered us to come here to help with the diagnosis and treatment." Liu Che looked at a white-bearded old man with a low head. The old man walked to Gu Xiaobai's side, looked at his face, and helped.

He took his pulse for a moment and said: "The Champion Marquis must have caught wind and cold and should go back to bed to rest. I will order someone to boil the medicine and send it to my house later..."

"Come here, send my champion back to rest quickly!" Liu Che immediately waved for someone to come over.

"I don't want to go back..." Gu Xiaobai threw away the hands that came to support him, why did you all let me go back!

Let me go back even when I'm awake, and let me go back even when I'm asleep!

I'm about to go on stage, but I still don't know what song to sing!

"Go away from illness, don't be petty, go back and rest quickly, so that you can get better." Wei Qing also advised beside him.

"No, I want to write a song..." Gu Xiaobai said.

"Write... a song?"

"It's just about writing lyrics. I have to compete with others tomorrow..." Gu Xiaobai could only make nonsense, then frowned and thought hard.

It's a pity that his head is so dizzy now that he can't think of anything.

"Lyrics? What's so difficult about this?" Liu Che waved his hand, "What are you afraid of? I'll support you!"

"Come on, come on, let's drink wine and compose poetry. I'll write one for my Piao Yao. I'll go first... Well, I have it!"

"A spring night banquet in the Han Palace..." Liu Che raised his hand, drank all the wine in his glass, and pointed downwards, who of you will take the drink?

The King of Liang, who was sitting at the bottom, smiled slightly and said: "I'll do it...who can sing and dance on the high platform...general?"

Wei Qing raised his glass, glanced at Huo Qubing beside him, and said, "I'm tipsy with three glasses of wine... Prime Minister?"

"Please listen carefully to Bai Liang's thousand words." The Prime Minister pointed at Huo Qubing and said with a smile, then looked down, "Doctor Yushi?"

The imperial doctor raised his glass and frowned. He was a little tipsy now and couldn't think of anything for a moment. When he looked up, he saw Wei Qing worryingly reaching out to test the temperature of Gu Xiaobai's forehead. His eyes suddenly lit up: "General Wei is touching me."

I support it.”

After saying this sentence, he happened to arrive at the imperial physician's place. The imperial physician looked at Gu Xiaobai, stroked his beard and smiled and said: "The moon is bright and the wind is high, which makes it easy to cure diseases..."

"Okay!" As soon as this sentence came out, everyone immediately cheered.

In fact, Huo Qubing’s name is also used in this sentence.

Liu Che was the happiest and could not wait to slap the table and reward him.

Yes, yes, my family will be cured of disease soon!

At this time, they arrived at Taichang's place again. He pondered for a moment and said, "Wait until the sun rises tomorrow..."

Before anyone else could say anything, Liu Che took over the conversation himself.

"When poetry becomes a feast, we can go on an expedition!"

"Okay! The champion will win every battle!"

"Whether it's a battlefield or a poetry contest, we will definitely win tomorrow!"

Gu Xiaobai lay next to Wei Qing, his head getting more and more dizzy. He couldn't resist anymore and closed his eyes again.

In the darkness, he felt Wei Qing gently patting his back and humming a song. It seemed to be the same military song that Wei Qing used to lull him to sleep every day when he was a child.

Liu Che also came over and gently stroked the top of his head: "Go away, go away, get well soon, so that you can go to war tomorrow..."
Chapter completed!