My Husband is Suffering from a Terminal Illness

Things have become interesting.

Xie Yang collected his thoughts and simply refused Long Shuyou's invitation, and then did not give Long Shuyou any chance to entangle himself. After launching Xu Chenhao to deal with Long Shuyou, he left the backstage with the method of escape and met the people Wu Shui converges.

"What about Qiu Xing?"

"Qiu is in the car."

"Then go."

The two avoided the crowd and left the stadium and got into the car parked on the corner.

Qiu Xing sat in the car expressionlessly and asked, "Is it in a good mood?"

"Very good." Xie Yang put the violin away and no longer restrained the smile on his face. "There are fat sheep coming to the door."

Qiu Xing sneered, and his tone was yin and yang: "Are you talking about yourself? Paying for the show but in turn apologizing to Bai Zhan for the audience, you are really guts."

Xie Yang still laughed and replied: "I'm not apologizing to the audience."

"Oh?"

“I’m apologizing to Qian. Today’s 50,000 people in the audience are my target customers. I’m sorry, it’s not painful, but I can get them to send money to me and my company willingly. This is a good deal. ."

Qiu Xingpi smiled and smiled: "Do you want the money of those who scold you?"

"I am the best to earn their money." Xie Yang took out his mobile phone and hooked his fingers at Qiu Xingxing.

Qiu Xing's tone was cold: "What do you do?"

"Magic for you, come here."

Qiu Xing noblely turned his head to look out the window and expressed disdain with his actions.

Xie Yang simply sat over, next to Qiu Xing's body, he just dragged the phone under Qiu Xing's eyelids, opened Weibo in front of him, ignoring the huge pile of messages that immediately poured in, and turned out of the draft box to edit A good Weibo post.

[Xie Yang: Yang Xingtian, Yangfan. Our first and last group mini digital album "iud" and Tong Jian's first solo album "Children's Language" are officially open for pre-order. Dreams are taking off from here. 】

A link is attached below, Xie Yang points in, the page jumps, a company website designed very tall jumps out, the top of the official website, two pre-order options are hanging high.

"The pre-order was opened at the end of the show, and there are not many people who know it now. The purchase quantity is this." Xie Yang's mouth smiled with money. "I just publicized it on Weibo. Well, the countdown begins. , Five, four, three, two, one... boom, God of Wealth is here."

As his words fell, the number of pre-orders that had risen one by one suddenly rose suddenly at a speed that was visible to the naked eye, and soon broke through a thousand, then 10,000, 50,000, 100,000...

Xie Yang laughed with a low voice: "My song is not in vain for others to listen to, even if it is the price of five dollars and two, the accumulation of less and more is enough for me to return."

The two were very close together. Xie Yang's attention was all on the skyrocketing pre-order quantity. He didn't find that Qiu Xing around him suddenly turned his head slightly after looking at the mobile phone screen and dropped his sight on him.

This night, Xie Yang fell asleep with the smell of money.

Downstairs, Qiu Xing looked at the pre-order interface on the computer screen and remembered Xie Yang’s smile when he saw the number of pre-orders rising in his car. He dismissed it, registered an anonymous account, clicked on the pre-order of the mini digital album, and filled in the number ...He paused, closed his eyes and randomly hit multiple zeros, and chose to submit.

After paying the payment, he looked at the company name on the official website again.

Carry forward.

Although reason tells him that this should be just a coincidence, after all, there are only a few words that can be composed of Yang characters. Among them, Yang Xing is a little more beautiful in the world. Xie Yang is not like a character who will use company names to slap, but...

Qiu Xing's mouth was raised, and he quickly pulled it down and reached out to cover the computer.

"It's so happy to make such a little money, and it's no good."

...

Xie Yang, who had disrupted a pool of spring water, fell asleep, but countless iud fans who had scolded Xie Yang and the black lamp were uncomfortable and could not sleep. After the performance was over, they cried enough to do the same thing by accident—open Weibo, go to Xie Yang's homepage, find Xie Yangfa's first Weibo, and apologize.

Sentence after sentence "Xie Yang Sorry" was swiped into the comment area, and quickly suppressed the previous scolding. I don’t know which fan I started with. After a round of apology, everyone suddenly began to consciously find the comments they left when they were scolding Xie Yang, and apologize again below.

#解扬对不好# This topic quickly appeared on the hot search list. The next picture on the topic is that Xie Yang's apology sings in the face of the black lights in the field and Weibo was quickly topped.

iud mascot: sorry sorry sorry! I am black! sorry Sorry sorry! I'm an idiot! I'm an idiot! ! ! You are so good, sorry! Thank you for giving iud a fulfillment! Mo Bin, wait for me! I will black you forever! I understand why you have already found a good house but you let Xie Yang join the regiment. You tm just want Xie Yang to leave the group! The one that broke the news before was true! Fortunately, Blue Sky and Tong Tong have a conscience and a bottom line. You are actually the former captain of iud, you are not worthy! !

Countless fans responded below, everyone apologized to Xie Yang while scolding Mo Bin. Although Xu Chenhao didn't make it clear on the performance, as long as the fans who have followed the public opinion battle for two months understand the meaning of Xu Chenhao's words, they are going to be crazy.

Soon, a topic #莫斌你不配# was also popular, and it happened to be next to #解扬abilly#.

And it was at this juncture that Xie Yang posted a Weibo selling albums.

Fans were stunned for a while, and then guilt quickly turned into compensation, and they clicked on the pre-order link without thinking.

buy! One is not enough, two are passing! Ten is not too much, and one hundred is also worth it! What is the weight of the apology that talks about it? It is the last word to pay!

Xie Yang personally paid for such a good show. In the future, he will also give Tong Jian an album and contact Ke Lan for an audition. I don't know how much it will cost. Moreover, Xie Yang has already been upset to join iud and his family, maybe all the family members are used to perform this show, and the private is too poor to eat the food... The more the brain is made, the more uncomfortable the brain is, the more distressed the more , The money is getting more and more heroic.

Isn’t that the album? buy! Buy burst! So nice song, such an commemorative album, the pre-order link says that the album will also include the official recording version of the performance tonight and the performance preparation tidbits, so they only bought the album? Do not! They buy youth! Is feelings!

Five dollars and two, conscience price! Buy buy buy!

The number of Xie Yang's Weibo fans and the album pre-order data on Yangxing's official website increased simultaneously, and the increase soon exceeded one million.

In a hot pot restaurant, Tong Jian moved his gaze away from Weibo and looked at Hu Biao on the opposite side. He asked in a trance, "Brother Biao, have you asked the Marines to take the rhythm in the fan base? Everyone bought it crazy."

Hu Biao was drunk with pressure, and was also in a trance: "I said I didn't invite you, do you believe it?"

"So this is pure heat." Ke Lan put down his phone and estimated the final sales of the album. "Xie Yang should be able to pay back."

Xu Chenhao said: "It's not just back to the original. Fame is an invisible asset. Think about how much fame and people you have earned by traveling this wave."

Everyone was silent, looking at each other, and then all laughed.

Hu Biao repeatedly beat the table and said, "Get on the wine! Don't get drunk tonight!"

"Don't get drunk!"

Everyone was about to call for wine, and Hu Biao's cell phone suddenly rang. He looked at it and saw that he was coming from an old friend in the same industry, and he said, "What's wrong? Come and send me congratulations."

"It was indeed to congratulate you, but I just heard a news, so this will just want to persuade you to prepare."

Hu Biao froze for a moment and asked, "What news have you heard?"

"You know Ji Zehui of the Emperor."

"Know, what's wrong with him?"

"The new album he released this year, Huang Tian, ​​has been fully prepared for three years. The ultra-luxury production team has changed the title song only three times. Huang Tian has positioned him from the beginning for this album. , Sweeping all the award-winning super albums. This album has so far indeed been strong enough to live up to Huang Tian’s investment. But now, his digital sales of this album are about to be surpassed by your mini special Fall. The little newcomer in your hand is really amazing. The song "iud" is first-rate and has feelings. It is estimated that it will win many awards."

The smile on Hu Biao's face slowly disappeared.

The old friend sighed: "You are also a coincidence, and just happened to collide with Ji Zehui. Everyone is okay, lose and lose, it won't be great, but Huang Tian plus Ji Zehui... Mo Bin was looking for a good next home is Huang Tian You? It’s kind of stepping on the emperor’s face twice. If you sign a contract to go to another company, it’s okay. Someone will protect you, but you just set up a company by yourself. I’m afraid... In short, be prepared.”

Hu Biao's expression became solemn, and he hung up after thanking his old friend.

"Brother, what's wrong?"

Hu Biao looked back, looked at the interrogative Tong Jian, hesitated for a while, and suppressed his emotions: "Nothing, just because the house that I had previously fought was cut off. Cut it off, and wait for our company to make money, I will buy a bigger one!"

Tong Jian was stupid. After listening, he believed, and he followed Hu Biao's words to comfort: "Yes, buy a bigger one! Biao brother, I will work hard to make money for you!"

Ke Lan and Xu Chenhao are not easy to fool, the two looked at each other and pressed their thoughts and said nothing.

...

The next day Xie Yang went to bed and received a call from Hu Biao. He went downstairs to the table while sitting down.

Hu Biao finally finished the situation.

Xie Yang picked up the chopsticks and said: "It's okay, it doesn't matter if it is targeted by Huang Tian, ​​it's no big deal we pull Huang Tian down."

Hu Biao was about to be choked by Xie Yang, angry and sad, and said, "I'm serious, don't joke. What size and energy Huang Tian is, really targeted by them, how can we just build this small company Hold on."

"I'm not kidding, don't worry, I have a way. Don't worry, it's useless now. You go to recruit people first, let the company run as soon as possible, other soldiers will cover up the water."

After sending off Hu Biao, Xie Yang picked up a piece of glutinous rice cake and sent it to his mouth.

"Having trouble?"

Xie Yang raised his eyes and looked at the opposite Qiu Xing, shaking his head: "No, someone came to give him a head."

"The tone is not small." Qiu Xing put down his chopsticks and drank, saying, "Go out with me on the weekend."

"doing what?"

"See nephew."

Xie Yang reacted for a while before remembering that the nephew was referring to the male lead Feng Qinglin, and asked, "How come he suddenly wants to see him, what happened to him?"

"Like you, the company you built is in trouble. He came to ask for help." Qiu Xing frowned, his voice cold and whizzing. "I thought he was bloody, but I didn't expect it to be like this. After meeting, you can teach him , A finance student who does business without you can do business, what does it look like?" After he got up and left, he strode very hard, obviously depressing his anger.

Xie Yang watched Qiu Xing leave, recalled the plot, and picked up a piece of glutinous rice cake to feed into his mouth.

What kind of teaching did the male host really have trouble, and he didn't want this kind of garbage nephew who cheated his uncle at all.