Backstage.
In the waiting room.
When Zhang Ye came back, he turned around and asked, "Water?"
Han Qi was caught off guard. "Huh?"
Zhang Ye cupped a hand and raised it to his mouth.
Only then did Han Qi understand what he meant and quickly went to get a bottle of mineral water for him.
When Zhang Ye finished drinking the water, he didn't say a word.
Han Qi said, "Teacher, for your next song…"
