My Husband is Suffering from a Terminal Illness

When Xie Yang observed Shen Yanjia's recollection of the plot, the topic on the table did not know when it had turned to the main thing.

Director Xu Heng sighed: "Because "Crazy Musicians" tells the stories of musicians, a lot of original music is needed in the film to fill the musicians' personalities and plots. Before we found an outsourcing company to do this, but they The soundtracks and episodes are good, but they always feel that they don’t mean that much.”

Xie Yang converged and looked at Xu Heng.

Xu Heng is more than 30 years old, and his height and looks are just ordinary, but his temperament is good. He does not speak fast, with a southern accent. At first glance, it will give people the illusion that this person's temper is certainly very soft.

Xu Heng said that he patted Shen Yan's shoulder next to him and said, "This guy was specially robbed from another director. Looking for him, I just took a fancy that he can sing and act, but it's a pity Although this guy's voice is okay, the voice is too warm, and it can't fit the theme of the movie "Crazy". One is the episode he sang, the other is the soundtrack, and now it is stuck here. All the fragments of the music that set off the atmosphere can't be pressed."

Shen Yan’s facial features belong to the handsome and noble style. When you don’t speak, you will feel a sense of distance, but you will be very friendly when you smile. He shot Xu Heng directly back and said, "It's obviously that you are too picky."

"Will you come if you are not picky?" Xu Heng snapped Shen Yan's hand.

It can be seen that the two have a good personal relationship.

After Xu Heng said the general situation, the screenwriter handed the prepared script to Xue Xian, Xie Yang, and Long Shuyou, saying: "This is the script. Before officially starting to exchange creative ideas, I hope you can read the script thoroughly. If you can, it's best to come to the studio to feel the shooting atmosphere. Xie Yang."

Xie Yang was suddenly named, and everyone on the table looked towards Xie Yang. Xie Yang looked at Xu Heng.

Xu Heng said: "I have heard all the songs you composed and adapted. You have a variety of styles. The song for Tong Jian is very suitable for the tone of Tong Jian. The song for yourself is very good for yourself. The song adapted for Ji Zehui is also Another taste. Shen Yan is here. Although you observe him, what I want is the tune that best suits him but expresses the character’s heart, do you understand?"

As soon as these words came out, the expression of Xue Xian sitting next to Xie Yang was hard to look at.

Two people were invited to do the episode, but only one person was asked to observe the actors. Whose face was he hitting?

The assistant director pulled Xu Heng busy.

Xu Heng only found that he had just told Xie Xian to behave inappropriately, and then looked at Xue Xian, saying: "Of course, Xue Xian is the same, everyone works together, and there is Shu You, the soundtrack of the movie please. Now."

The deputy director and screenwriter quickly toasted Xue Xian, Xie Yang, and Long Shuyou, trying to bring the embarrassment just made by Xu Heng to life, and everyone else toasted.

Xue Xian barely squeezed out a smile, and toasted and touched everyone.

At the end of the meal, Xu Heng, who had poor wine, was directly drunk. He was drunk and did not stop. He had to pull everyone to talk about the business, and finally, confused, somehow put Xie Yang, Shen Yan, and Mu Zhouyi into a car alone.

Xie Yang was also forced to sit between Shen Yan and Mu Zhouyi.

Xie Yang glanced at Mu Zhouyi who finally got on the car, and Xu Heng, who was drunk in the co-pilot's seat. He didn't know what to thank him for a while, or should he say: Is it God's will?

Mu Zhouyi apparently did not expect Xie Yang to be in this car. After getting on the car, he was stunned for a while, and then ridiculed: "Sitting with two handsome guys, it seems that my lucky value is full today."

Shen Yan answered with a smile: "Then my lucky value is almost worse. Although there are handsome guys and beautiful women sitting together, there is a drunken ghost in the front seat, which is very destructive."

Mu Zhouyi was amused by Shen Yan's words.

Xie Yang sandwiched between: "..."

Pretending to be uncomfortable, he sat up and asked the driver for a sip of water, then raised his hand and rubbed his forehead.

Mu Zhou Yi really asked: "What's wrong?"

"I have a light drink, and my head is a little dizzy." Xie Yang set himself a drunk buff, then looked at Mu Zhouyi and asked, "Senior Mu, are you and Qing Lin already together?"

As soon as these words came out, the car was quiet for a moment, and Xie Yang noticed that Shen Yan's body next to him was obviously paused.

Mu Zhouyi's expression froze, and then placed his hand on Xie Yang's arm and helped him, saying: "Xie Yang you misunderstood, Mr. Feng and I are only friends. If you feel uncomfortable, why not close your eyes for a while? "

There was obviously a strange fluctuation in the place where the arm was held. Xie Yang's brain suddenly fell into a faint, and then a nausea rushed down from the brain, almost let him vomit.

He clenched his fist to stay awake, and freed Mu Zhouyi's hand by drinking water, leaning on Shen Yan without any trace, saying, "That's the way it is. Qinglin's nanny said that you have been by the side after Qinglin was sick. Take care, the next day, when the babysitter had arrived, I cooked congee for Qinglin, and I had to buy food and cook for Qinglin in person. Also, when you and I went out to gossip, Qinglin actually specially Send me a text message to help you explain to me. You care and care for each other so much, I thought you were already together, did you not yet?"

Mu Zhouyi came over again and explained, "Mr. Feng fell ill at home that time. I'm not good to leave immediately. Xie Yang, don't press Shen brother, are you drunk? You can't sit firmly."

"Sorry." Xie Yang avoided Mu Zhouyi's hand and sat upright, closing his eyes. "It's not good to leave immediately. Senior Mu, standing in the position of Qing Lin's family, I hope that if the senior has no intention of Qing Lin , Don’t do this kind of misunderstanding in the future. The best way to find a friend who is ill is to call an ambulance and contact a friend’s family, instead of healing yourself and staying up all night. And next time, I don’t When our family was talking in the living room, an unfamiliar woman was hiding in the stairs and eavesdropping, which made me feel very uncomfortable. In addition, similar to the last time you accidentally hit me in the parking lot And I hope there won’t be a second time."

Xie Yang insisted on calming down after saying these words, and concentrated on suppressing the residual nausea in his body.

The car was quiet and dead.

I don't know how long it passed, the car stopped slowly.

The driver sounded with an awkward voice: "That... the hotel is here. I will take Xu Dao back to the room, then Mr. Xie..."

"I'll do it." Shen Yan said, his voice was a little cold without the smile that he had been carrying when he was talking.

"Brother Shen, I will help you."

"No, go back to your room and rest."

The sound of the door opening, and then the body was pulled out of the car and held up. It didn't take long for Wu Shui's voice to sound nearby, and then Xie Yang found himself being carried back.

He opened his eyes slightly, and was in the back of Wu Shui's head. He was relieved. Yu Guang glanced at Shen Yan, who was not far behind, and Mu Zhouyi, who was still standing by the car, and laughed silently.

...

After being back to the room, Xie Yang straightened up and motioned to Wu Shui to put himself down.

Wu Shui was startled and quickly put Xie Yang down, asking, "Are you drunk?"

"Who got drunk with a few sips of beer? I just pretended not to want to talk to those people." Xie Yang took off his coat and pressed his temple, and asked, "You must not tell Qiu Xing about my pretending to be drunk. He was angry again."

Wu Shui nodded obediently, then thought of something, and then took out his mobile phone and said, "Boss, before your agent called you and nobody answered, he called me. He told me to tell you that you were caught at the airport this morning. People have taken photos secretly, and some media have reported news that is not good for you with the photos taken. This is the first report."

Xie Yang’s eyes moved to Wu Shui’s mobile phone screen, and on the small screen, the line of “Xie Yang Airport looked lonely and looked forward to, envy Xue Xian had a fan to send the plane” line occupied the majority of the position. Occupied by a photo. In the photo, he is standing in the corner of the airport lobby, looking at Xue Xian who passes through the fan group under the protection of the bodyguard.

"..."

He sent Wu Shui away, flipped out of his pocket a cell phone that was muted during dinner, and clicked on Hu Biao's missed call to dial it.

The phone was connected in seconds, and Hu Biao's voice came out: "You're on hot search."

"What's hot?"

"#解扬勉慕薛贤#. This hot search is too disgusting, obviously it is stepping on you, giving someone a hint that you are not as good as Xue Xian. Don't worry, I am pressing the hot search with the public relations department, certainly not Let Xue Xian step on you like this."

"No need to heat up, let him step on."

"……what?"

"I was standing with Longshuyou at that time, and Longshuyou also looked over there. There were many people in the airport. Some people photographed me. Certainly someone also photographed me standing with Longshuyou and Longshuyou. Look at the picture of Xue Xian. Check if there is such a picture posted on Weibo, and if so, help spread the clarification."

Hu Biao was quiet for a few seconds, then responded: "I know."

Xie Yang is ready to hang up.

"Xie Yang."

Xie Yang moved his phone back to his ear: "Is there anything else?"

"Are you an agent like me, tired?"

Xie Yang appeased: "Brother Biao, everyone has their own strengths, don't think about it."

Hu Biao was silent for a while, and he adjusted his emotions himself. He told him: "You pay more attention there. You and Xue Xian are both creative singers. Their positioning is a bit different, and they are of similar age. You, you guard him more."

"I will, thank you brother."

After talking with Hu Biao, Xie Yang took a shower, then leaned on the bed with the script and recalled what had just happened in the car.

According to the plot timeline, Shen Yan's feelings for Mu Zhouyi have not been completely converted to likes, but just a faint favor. His current feelings for Mu Zhouyi are more of a kind of appreciation of seniors to excellent younger generations.

The reason why Shen Yan appreciates Mu Zhouyi is firstly because of her excellence, and secondly because she does not succumb to the "noble" character of Huang Tianqian's rules. Now Shen Yan has come across the other side of Mu Zhouyi from the nearby population, and I don't know if it will lower her favoritism to Mu Zhouyi.

I hope that it can be lowered. At least, I can’t let my feelings so full that Shen Yan is willing to take the initiative to lead Mu Zhouyi to help Mu Zhouyi sign a contract with the old entertainment company Huanyu opened by Shen Yantang.

In the original book, Mu Zhouyi started album production not long after he entered Huanyu. If Mu Zhouyi stays in Huangtian all the time, under the suppression of Huangtian's senior management, she is absolutely impossible to produce an album.

There was also the nausea in the car.

Xie Yang looked at the arm that had been held by Mu Zhouyi before.

This time he also noticed that strange wave, but the core of power did not reappear. There is such a difference, because Mu Zhouyi just used the skill that should not be used to brush goodwill? Or is it because the body is not so sensitive when it touches Mu Zhouyi's golden finger for the first time? Or is it because the clothes worn this time are thicker than last time, and the effect of too many golden fingers is isolated?

Xie Yang raised his hand, tightened and relaxed his five fingers, relaxed and tightened, and finally clenched his fist firmly.

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