How can you ascend to heaven when you are a star?

Chapter 443 Fulfillment
Sun Shiping took a few steps and realized that no one was following him, so he stopped and turned around to look back.

Tian Boyang had his back to him and was walking as slowly as a rusty robot.

"Old Tian, ​​where are you going?" Sun Shiping asked in confusion. Was he going to the restroom?

Tian Boyang seemed not to hear, and continued to move slowly in the opposite direction without stopping.

Upon seeing this, Sun Shiping frowned, wondering: What's wrong with Lao Tian? Is he blaming him for not being able to control that Zhang guy earlier?

Seeing that Vice President Sun seemed angry, the assistant quickly caught up with Consultant Tian and whispered, "Teacher Tian, ​​where are you going? The production crew is over here."

Tian Boyang stopped in his tracks, staring blankly at the person in front of him. After a moment's hesitation, he muttered to himself, "Where am I going? I'm going..."

He looked puzzled as he spoke, his fingers unconsciously rubbing the seam of his pants. His lips trembled for a long time before he managed to squeeze out a few indistinct words.

"The award ceremony, I want to go present the award..."

The assistant paused for a moment, then looked at Consultant Tian and said, "Mr. Tian, ​​what award are you going to present? Wasn't the Golden Melody Awards already over?"

"Is it all done?" A hint of confusion flashed in Tian Boyang's eyes, then he shook his head and said, "No...it's not all done...Zhang Wen's award...hasn't been given yet..."

The assistant standing next to him felt a chill run down his spine, thinking: Could there really be something wrong with the Golden Melody Awards?

These words were like a needle, piercing Sun Shiping's heart.

He strode over, suppressing his anger, and hissed, "Old Tian, ​​what nonsense are you spouting? Come with me to the director's office right now!"

Tian Boyang was startled, his body trembling violently as if he had been frightened. When he looked at Sun Shiping, his eyes were full of surprise, "Sun, Vice President Sun? What are you doing here?"

“I’ve been here the whole time!” Sun Shiping’s patience had completely run out, but seeing Tian Boyang’s absent-minded appearance, he was filled with doubt. “Old Tian, ​​what’s wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?”

Tian Boyang didn't answer. Instead, he turned around and continued walking in the opposite direction, muttering to himself, "I need to... go find Chairman Zheng... and tell him that the judges made a mistake... Zhang Wen should have won the award."

"Stop right there!" Sun Shiping couldn't hold back any longer and rushed forward to grab the other man's arm.

This grab was a startling discovery; to his astonishment, Tian Boyang's forearm was trembling uncontrollably, as if he had Parkinson's disease.

Staff and performers nearby had already noticed the commotion and were casting strange glances at them, as if they had just overheard something they shouldn't have.

Sun Shiping's face flushed red and then turned pale. He was both anxious and afraid. He was anxious because Tian Boyang was talking nonsense, and he was afraid that if these words got out, the Golden Melody Awards would be completely ruined.

"Teacher Tian is probably tired, I'll take him to rest." Sun Shiping forced a smile at the people around him and pulled Tian Boyang toward the rest room.

Tian Boyang struggled and refused to leave, saying, "I'm not tired... I need to find Chairman Zheng... the award results were wrong."

"Shut up!" Sun Shiping quickly covered Tian Boyang's mouth with his hand, then whispered to the few followers beside him, "What are you all standing there for? Hurry up and take Teacher Tian away."

Seeing this, several followers immediately stepped forward to help, lifting Teacher Tian up and running towards the lounge.

As the figures hurriedly departed, the people around them quietly gathered together and whispered among themselves.

"Hey, did you guys hear that? Teacher Tian said the judges made a mistake, Zhang Wen should have won the award." A backup dancer looked at her companions, her eyes gleaming with gossip.

The biggest entertainment news recently is that Zhang Wen smashed his trophy at the Golden Melody Awards ceremony. Usually, everyone just follows the gossip online, but no one expected to be able to witness it live.

"I heard it too. He also said he was going to go to Chairman Zheng to change the result." The companion next to him lowered his voice, his tone full of excitement.

"No wonder there was such a huge uproar online before, saying that the Golden Melody Awards were rigged. It seems it's true!"

"Did you guys notice how Teacher Tian looked just now? Her eyes were glazed over, and she wasn't speaking clearly. Judging from her condition, don't you think her oath has come true?"

Upon hearing this, everyone immediately showed expressions of surprise.

"He seems to be a bit senile!"

"My God, could it really come true? This is too accurate."

"No wonder Teacher Tian seemed a bit off. They were caught rigging things, and now they're getting their comeuppance. They deserve it."

"..."

Tian Boyang, who had been carried back to the lounge, continued to struggle, mumbling incoherently, "Let me go... I want to go present the award... Zhang Wen's award..."

Sun Shiping slammed the door shut, glaring at Tian Boyang, who seemed to have gone mad, wishing he could gag him with a sock.

Just now in the corridor, he vaguely heard some people talking. “Golden Melody Awards scandal,” “the oath came true,” “dementia”—each sentence was like a heavy punch to his face.

It's over, it's completely over now.

"Old Tian, ​​are you fucking crazy?" Sun Shiping cursed at Tian Boyang, his chest heaving violently and veins bulging on his forehead.

Tian Boyang seemed not to hear him and said to those around him, "You... let me go... you're in cahoots with Li Lehua."

The henchmen turned pale with fright. Had they overheard something they shouldn't have?
One of the followers looked at Sun Shiping timidly and whispered, "Vice President, Teacher Tian... has he been traumatized? He seemed off in the hallway just now."

"Are you stimulated?"

Sun Shiping frowned, revealing a displeased expression.

But when his gaze returned to Tian Boyang, he felt as if someone was choking him and he couldn't speak.

Old Tian's hands were flailing about, and he kept muttering "Golden Melody Awards" and "Zhang Wen," looking as if he had suddenly been possessed by something unclean.

“Alzheimer’s…” Sun Shiping murmured to himself.

These four words exploded in his mind like a thunderbolt.

He recalled the oath Tian Boyang had made in the corridor, and the discussions about the fulfillment of that oath. A chill ran from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, making him feel cold all over, as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

How could this be?
It was just a casual vow, how could it possibly come true?

He staggered back two steps and crashed into the wall.

If Tien Po-yang really developed dementia because of that vow, wouldn't that be tantamount to telling the world that there was indeed corruption in the Golden Melody Awards judging process? Was Tien Po-yang ultimately punished for manipulating the awards?

"No, it's impossible!"

Sun Shiping shook his head violently, trying to deny the terrible idea, but Tian Boyang's appearance made him feel powerless.

what to do? Now how to do?
Yes, take them to the hospital.

Let the doctor examine him and see what's wrong with Lao Tian.

"Quickly, take Teacher Tian to the hospital," Sun Shiping said to his followers. "If anyone asks, just say that Teacher Tian accidentally fell and hit her head."

The followers nodded repeatedly; given the current situation, they had no choice but to agree.

Soon, the group helped Tian Boyang leave the stadium and get into a van heading to the hospital.

Sun Shiping sat in the passenger seat, looking at Tian Boyang's crazy appearance in the rearview mirror, and his mind was in turmoil.

Half an hour later, the van stopped in front of the emergency building of Shenzhen Central Hospital.

Sun Shiping had his assistant carry Tian Boyang into the emergency room, while he quickly walked to the registration desk and said in a low voice, "Doctor, my friend is suddenly delirious and talking nonsense..." When the doctor on duty saw that Tian Boyang was not in a good condition, he immediately arranged for examinations, such as CT scans, MRI, and blood tests... all of them had to be arranged.

By the time all these checks were completed, more than two hours had passed.

Sun Shiping sat on a bench in the corridor, looking at the dense medical terms on the report, feeling dizzy and his blood pressure soaring.

After a while, he felt a little better and took the report to the doctor on duty.

"Doctor, what's wrong with my friend?"

The doctor on duty pushed up his glasses and said, "Based on the examination results, the patient has no obvious brain damage or organic lesions, but his cognitive function has been significantly impaired, with memory decline and logical confusion. These are very similar to the symptoms of Alzheimer's disease, also known as senile dementia."

"Dementia?"

Hearing these words from the doctor made Sun Shiping feel as if his brain was deprived of oxygen, making it difficult to breathe, and a hint of fear flashed in his eyes.

“But, but he’s only in his fifties, how could he get this disease?” Sun Shiping asked, puzzled.

"That's hard to say," the doctor shook his head. "It could be a sudden neurological disorder, or it could be due to a strong stimulus. The specific cause needs further observation."

Sun Shiping unconsciously swallowed, thought for a moment, and asked in a low voice, "Doctor, do you think this illness could be caused by making an oath?"

"What?" The doctor on duty was stunned, even doubting that he had heard correctly.

"For example, what if he swears to someone, 'If I do this or that, I will get Alzheimer's in old age,' and it comes true? Is there such a possibility?" Sun Shiping asked, his eyes filled with a hope that even he himself found absurd.

The on-duty doctor sat up straight, tilted his head back slightly, and looked at Sun Shiping as if he were looking at someone's IQ. "Old comrade, you have to believe in science. The cause of Alzheimer's disease is not yet fully clear. It is generally believed to be related to a variety of factors such as genetics, environment, and lifestyle. It has nothing to do with such vague things as swearing oaths."

Sun Shiping's face flushed red and then turned pale as the doctor spoke. He opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a single word.

Yes, how could he ask such an absurd question?

But Lao Tian's strange state made him unable to help but associate it with that oath.

"Thank you, doctor," Sun Shiping said softly, then turned and walked out of the doctor's office, looking like a deflated balloon.

The corridor was dimly lit.

Sun Shiping leaned against the wall, his hands trembling as he held the report.

The doctor's words were like a bucket of cold water, extinguishing his unrealistic fantasies but making the fear of reality even clearer.

Old Tian's illness wasn't a fulfillment of his vow, but the timing of his onset coincided with the period after he made the vow. If this got out, people would only become more convinced that there was something fishy about the Golden Melody Awards, and that even God couldn't stand it and sent down retribution.

He walked with difficulty to the door of the ward and looked inside through the glass window. At this moment, Lao Tian had calmed down and was leaning against the headboard, staring blankly out the window, occasionally uttering a few words.

"Zhang Wen".

"Golden Melody Awards!"

Sun Shiping gripped the report tightly. Things had developed to this point, beyond his control, and he had to call Chairman Zheng immediately.

If this drags on any longer, it will definitely cause even bigger trouble once the media finds out.

He took a deep breath, instructed his henchmen to take good care of Lao Tian, ​​then walked to the safety passage at the end of the corridor, took out his phone and dialed Chairman Zheng's number.

Soon, the call was connected.

"President, something bad has happened!" Sun Shiping said hurriedly, his voice trembling despite his best efforts to control himself. "Tian Boyang suddenly started causing trouble backstage at the New Year's Eve gala. I took him to the hospital, and the doctor diagnosed him with what could be Alzheimer's disease!"

"Old Tian? Alzheimer's?" Chairman Zheng's voice suddenly rose, filled with disbelief. "Wasn't he perfectly fine yesterday? How could he suddenly have Alzheimer's?"

“It might be related to the oath Zhang Wen made,” Sun Shiping said.

"What?" Zheng Jinpeng's voice cracked, as if he had heard that the moon was about to collide with the earth.

“We ran into Zhang Wen backstage at the New Year’s Eve gala rehearsal. Zhang Wen made Lao Tian swear that if the Golden Melody Awards judges were unfair, he would develop Alzheimer’s disease. For the sake of the Golden Melody Awards’ reputation, Lao Tian actually swore the oath, and not long after, he developed Alzheimer’s disease. Now many performers are talking about it, saying it’s retribution,” Sun Shiping explained.

There was a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone, followed by Zheng Jinpeng's angry voice: "Are you an idiot? Why didn't you stop him? How could you let him make such a vow?"

“I never expected it to turn out like this.” Sun Shiping said with a bitter face, feeling aggrieved. “There were so many people watching. If Lao Tian didn’t swear, wouldn’t that be the same as admitting that there was a problem with the Golden Melody Awards’ judging? Who would have thought… who would have thought it would actually come true.”

"Proven to be true my ass!" Zheng Jinpeng said on the other end of the phone. "If oaths really worked, who would make them? It's just a coincidence. The most important thing now is to cover this up and not let anyone know. Do you have any reporters following you?"

"We haven't seen any reporters yet. I had people guarding the door to the ward. It was only backstage at the New Year's Eve gala that some performers and staff saw us. I'm worried they might post it online," Sun Shiping said.
"Useless!" Zheng Jinpeng cursed. "There were so many people backstage, so many mouths, and maybe even someone filming with their phone. What were you all doing? Now you're scared?"

Sun Shiping shrank back after being scolded, but dared not refute. He could only explain meekly, "The situation was too sudden. Old Tian... he couldn't control himself at all. We didn't expect him to suddenly go crazy."

"Don't explain to me. Go and investigate right now. See if anyone has recorded videos or posted on Weibo. Use whatever means necessary to suppress this," Zheng Jinpeng said in a deep voice.

"Yes, yes, I'll take care of it right away," Sun Shiping said hurriedly.

"Humph!"

The call was disconnected, and Sun Shiping reached up to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

He knew that if he didn't handle this matter well, his days at the music association would probably be over, so he immediately returned to the ward and took two people back to the gymnasium.

……

The rehearsal scene.

The lights in the stadium were exceptionally bright, illuminating the stage as if it were daytime.

The five girls of the Future Girls group are performing earnestly on stage. Their voices are clear and melodious, their dance is synchronized, and every glance and every movement is full of youthful vitality and vigor.

Zhang Wen sat in the audience, watching the performance while sending messages to Jiang Xin on his phone.

"Tien Po-yang, the head of the Golden Melody Awards jury, publicly swore that if the Golden Melody Awards jury was unfair, he would develop Alzheimer's disease, and now he really has developed Alzheimer's... This has become a trending topic!"

Soon, Jiang Xin's reply appeared in the chat box.

"Boss, is this for real? You're not kidding me, are you?" This was followed by a surprised expression.

Upon seeing the message, Zhang Wen tapped his fingers on the screen, "When have I ever lied to you? This melon is guaranteed to be ripe, so feel free to send it."

Although Jiang Xin was puzzled, and even suspected that Teacher Zhang might be hallucinating from drinking fake alcohol, she immediately dismissed her doubts when she thought about Teacher Zhang's style of doing things.

Since Teacher Zhang said it's guaranteed to be ripe, then this matter is absolutely reliable, even if it sounds a bit unbelievable.

"Okay, boss, I'll arrange it right away. I guarantee this will make it to the top of the trending topics." Jiang Xin sent the message and immediately contacted the media.

Zhang Wen didn't say anything more. He placed his phone screen face down on his lap, a smile playing on his lips, and continued watching the performance on stage.

How dare you steal my prize...

Come on, let's hurt each other!

……

(End of this chapter)