A roadshow should have the leading roles take the stage, whether the director was present or not was not a big deal. Before a movie was officially released, those who would pay for the tickets to attend the roadshow were basically the leading roles' big fans.
Not surprisingly, the roadshow of The Line of Life and Death in Nancheng City went smoothly.
Although the female lead was absent, everyone seemed to be very happy with the result. It did not cause any dissatisfaction but won a good cheer.
The netizens were happy feeling the film crew had finally listened to their opinions, suspending Wang Chengcheng's activities. So they rushed under the movie's official Weibo to leave messages:
[God, I can finally watch the roadshow from stem to stern, without having to skip the Wang Chengcheng parts. Applause!]
[I feel much better without Wang Chengcheng! Her presence would freeze the whole atmosphere.]
[The director did a good job! And only for this point I would like to buy tickets to support this movie!]
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With makeup, Yu Qinghuan's face showed no indisposition, but his condition was still poor. He had a viral cold, a high fever, and aching all over. After standing on the stage for a while and he already began to sweat.
Fortunately, he had been used to hardships since childhood. He was very ill, but could still hold on, responding the sharp questions thrown by the host as well as interacting with the fans. Even Zhao Qingyuan, who was on the same stage with him, did not notice anything wrong.
When the roadshow was over, and they went back to the backstage, Yu Qinghuan slumped into a chair like being knocked outta all the spirit.
"Qinghuan, are you ok? You just performed well out there, didn't you ?" Zhao Qingyuan was stunned at first, then hurriedly walked over to feel Qinghuan's forehead. He was horrified and almost jumped up at the touch of it, "Holy crap you're burning! We must send you to the hospital now."
"Hmm." Yu Qinghuan knew that if his illness worsened, he might delay the following roadshows. In any case, he would no longer force himself. He nodded and said in a hoarse voice, "I'll go there right away."
Zhao Qingyuan sighed with worry, "I salute to you."
Being pampered by his family all the way through his growing up, Zhao Qingyuan was one of those people who had no self-care capabilities, let alone caring for others. Seeing Yu Qinghuan's miserable appearance at that time, he was worried but didn't know what to do to help him.
In the end, he actually handed Yu Qinghuan a bottle of eye drops, "Drop a little, your eyes were bloodshot."
Yu Qinghuan was embarrassed to refuse his kindness and could only take the eye drops and dripped a drop into his eyes.
"Qinghuan!" As soon as Yu Qinghuan wiped the sweat off his face, Yu Xin came along in a good mood with a cup of warm water. Something good must have happened since his voice was trembling with joy.
"What is it, ge?"
Yu Xin pulled a chair and sat down beside him, saying excitedly, "Kenn's Asian region manager has just contacted me! They'd like to invite you as the spokesman of their new passion series supercars!"
Kenn was a first-class sports car brand. Although it ranked out of the top 10 in the world, it was still the first choice for the rich.
After his endorsement of Ada's watch, Yu Qinghuan had received no other advertisements. It was neither no brand came to him nor the endorsement price was too low. They were just not appropriate to his image.
The endorsement Kenn's was like a timely rain. If their team could take it, it would be of great benefit to Yu Qinghuan's future commercial value.
Yu Xin was so excited that he even did not notice Yu Qinghuan's being ill momentarily.
"Kenn's manager happens to be in Nancheng City today and he just told me he wants to talk to you."
As soon as Yu Xin's voice fell, Zhao Qingyuan frowned, "No, he is still having a fever. He must go to the doctor first."
Yu Xin paused, stretched out his hand and felt Yu Qinghuan's forehead. Suddenly he felt nervous. "You really have to go to the hospital. I thought you've recovered. Hurry up! Let's go now."
"Ge, take it easy." Yu Qinghuan grabbed his arm, "I'll see Kenn's supervisor first."
Yu Qinghuan's current status was not enough to let a famous brand's supervisor wait for him. Even if he informed the other side in advance that he would go to the hospital, Kenn's side would have a word of it.
They wouldn't think he was really ill, but rather consider he was striking an attitude. If this was the case, the endorsement would possibly slip away.
"But how could your body hold up?" said Yu Xin concernedly.
Zhao Qingyuan also added, "Qinghuan, never ruin your health for work. It's not worth it. You're not particularly short of money."
"I know." Yu Qinghuan poured a glass of water and stood up from his chair, "But I will try my best to fight for what I can, and it won't take long. Didn't I take the antipyretic pill before the roadshow? The effect should last for a while. I won't make fun of my own body."
Seeing Qinghuan had made up his mind, Yu Xin and Zhao Qingyuan had no choice but to follow his advice. Click the external link to read next chapter :D