My Husband is Suffering from a Terminal Illness

Ji Zehui ran away again.

Xie Yang performed a stunned place in time, then collected the score and sat back in the corner again.

I couldn’t help comforting the cameraman I was shooting with, and couldn’t help comforting: “Mr. Xie, your adaptation is great! Ms. Ji...Ms. Ji should be too excited, so go out slowly.

Xie Yang Zhao smiled at the photographer: "I understand, thank you."

About half an hour later, Long Shuyou suddenly sent a WeChat message.

Long Shuyou: Ji Zehui asked to change the singing guest. I let the program leader refuse. Ji Zehui is now arguing with his agent.

Xie Yang got interested and asked: What are they arguing about?

It took more than ten minutes for Longshu to return to the news.

Long Shuyou: Ji Zehui’s agent wants Ji Zehui to use your adaptation directly and cooperate with you to record this episode smoothly. Ji Zehui didn't want to.

Long Shuyou: Now Ji Zehui has compromised and is willing to cooperate well with you. But the two again quarreled about the song selection. Ji Zehui wanted to sing "Raging Waves", and found it humiliating to sing "Yi Jian Ping Chun Qiu" with you and then be suppressed by you. The agent feels that "One Sword Ping Chun Qiu" can help Ji Zehui earn emotional points, and thinks that Ji Zehui can't control your adaptation of "Nu Tao".

Long Shuyou: The agent also persuaded Ji Zehui not to be true, and wanted to clean up you can do everything in the editing. Two disgusting guys.

Xie Yang Typing: How do you know so detailed, eavesdropping?

Long Shuyou: My assistant is eavesdropping.

Xie Yang smiled and asked: So who do you think will win?

Longshu especially made a pig head expression.

After another ten minutes, Ji Zehui returned. His attitude suddenly became extremely gentle and gentle, and indeed, as Long Shuyou guessed, "Endure Pain" decided to sing "Raging Waves".

Xie Yang confirmed: "Are we really going to sing "Nursing Wave"? We didn't practice this song very much. We will see the band teacher in the afternoon. At night it is rehearsal. There is not much time for us to run in."

Ji Zehui said "I'll work harder": "It's okay, we can run in with the band teacher. I have included the high-pitched part of "Nursing Wave". You sing the bass and sing the parts you are good at. ."

There are many high-pitched parts of the adapted "Nursing Wave", and the requirements for the stability of the voice during singing are very high. Although it sounds better than the original version, it is actually not easy to sing well.

Xie Yang said meaningfully: "Teacher Ji, do you want to sing all the high notes?"

Ji Zehui put on a good speech and replied: "Of course not, we can sing in the chorus part of the last paragraph, so we only need to run in this part, what do you think?"

Xie Yang was very satisfied and said, "Teacher Ji is very thoughtful, then do as you say."

The selection and arrangement plan was finalized in this way. Then Xie Yang devoted himself to writing the adapted score of "Raging Waves". Ji Zehui made a mentor's appearance and stood beside Xie Yang to give directions.

Soon in the morning, after lunch, the two rushed to join the band teacher with the score.

The break-in in the afternoon went smoothly. The band teachers were all professional and familiar with the score quickly. Ji Zehui itself also has a certain strength. Although it is not good to sing one or two times at the beginning, but after entering the state, it sometimes has a bright time.

After practicing all afternoon, Xie Yang was still in a relaxed manner, but Ji Zehui's shirt back was all sweaty and his throat was tired.

The band leader persuaded: "Teacher Ji, please take a break, this is almost the same."

Ji Zehui glanced at Yun Qing's breeze and lightly lifted his mouth. He sipped his lips and hydrated his throat. Although he held his breath, he didn't succeed anymore and nodded.

At 7:30 in the evening, the rehearsal officially began.

Xie Yang saw the production team of "Who is the King of Songs". The scene included program directors, directors, hosts, other guests, and other guests' singing... Except for the comment guests, basically all the people who need to be present during the official recording have arrived. Very lively.

Ji Zehui would seem to be a different person, talking to this with a smile, and talking to the greeter, a pair of people who were very appetizing and very important. Compared with Ji Zehui, Xie Yang is very deserted. Few people take the initiative to speak with Xie Yang.

After going out for a lap, Ji Zehui ran back to Xie Yang who was sitting alone in the corner turning over the rehearsal flow chart. He sighed in a pretentious manner: "Ability doesn't mean you will succeed, Xiao Jie, there are many places you want to learn what."

Xie Yang agreed: "Ms. Ji is right, but fortunately I am more than capable."

"..." Ji Zehui suffocated and continued to go to the waves.

The "Who is the King of Songs" program is one and a half hours long, and the official recording takes about three or four hours. The rehearsal is a bit simpler than the official recording, but it also takes more than two hours.

After Xie Yang turned over the flow chart, he walked out of the guest singing lounge while tangled with a light problem, and found a quiet corner and took out his mobile phone to call Qiu Xing.

Qiu Xing answered, but did not speak.

Xie Yang said: "I am in rehearsal. It should have passed ten o'clock at the end of the rehearsal. It's about twelve o'clock."

"Tell me what this does."

"I'm afraid you thought I ran away and gave you a vaccination."

The two are relatively quiet.

Xie Yang thought for a while and said, "Today someone praises me for being handsome."

"Xie Yang."

"Ok?"

"Tell me less about these non-nutritive topics."

"Then I hung up, you rest early." Xie Yang was ready to put down his phone.

"After the rehearsal, go to Rongding."

Xie Yang put his mobile phone back to his ear and asked, "What are you going to do there?"

Qiu Xing didn't answer, and hung up the phone directly.

...

Ji Zehui's lottery was good, and he took the second concert. The two quickly took the stage and officially sang "Nursing Wave" on stage with the lighting. It was probably an afternoon run-in. The effect of this trial sing was actually very good. Ji Zehui played stable and even made a breakthrough.

The director and the host who listened to the adapted version of "Raging Waves" for the first time all showed amazing looks, all praised Ji Zehui and Xie Yang. A guest who ran to the front desk to see the lively guests also followed the fake howl: "No more, no more. Zehui must be the first in the next issue. Let's go."

Ji Zehui was very pleased to respond to their praises one by one. The fact that they did not mention the whole song was actually adapted from Xie Yang. Xie Yang did not grab the limelight, and let Ji Zehui be happy.

When the rehearsal ended and left the recording site, the program director suddenly found Xie Yang and gave Xie Yang a business card, saying: "Perform well, have a chance to come to the program group to play."

Xie Yang took the business card, smiled at the director, and said: "Sure."

When Xie Yang arrived at Rongding, the time was close to 10:30 in the evening. He looked to the location of the ninth floor of Rongding Building and took out his mobile phone to call Qiu Xing.

"I'm here."

"Enter the parking lot and let Wu Shui take you to a dedicated elevator. I will open the elevator and you will come up yourself."

Xie Yang put down his cell phone and asked Wu Shui to drive the car into the parking lot as Qiu Xing ordered.

Five minutes later, Xie Yang took a special elevator to the ninth floor of the Rongding headquarters building. The staircase door opened, and an office with the layout similar to that of the president's office of Rongding Branch of S City was exposed.

Qiu Xing, dressed in a nightgown, leaned back on the sofa with his eyes closed and heard the voice saying directly: "Go to the bath."

More than ten o'clock in the evening, the young male college student was suddenly summoned to the villain boss's office. The lights were dim, and the boss wore a nightgown to let the male college student take a shower.

Xie Yang walked out of the elevator and said, "I thought you knew that I did not sell myself."

Qiu Xing didn't understand it. He opened his eyes immediately after he came to understand it. He couldn't believe it. He said: "What are you thinking about-go to the bath! There is a folding bed in the lounge, which is already laid out. Sleep." After finishing, he got into the office and threw the door.

"..."

Xie Yang laughed, walked to the office door and knocked on the door, and asked, "Chou Xing, are you specifically waiting for me until now?"

There was no response in the room and it was quiet as if no one was there.

Xie Yang stood for two seconds and turned to leave.

In the early morning, Xie Yang was woken up by the slight sound of walking outside. He followed the voice to the meeting room, and found the Qiu Xing standing in front of the drinking fountain in the hazy moonlight.

He turned on the light.

Qiu Xing, who was pressing his forehead with his hand, was punctured by the suddenly lit light to cover his eyes. He frowned and looked over with a dazed expression.

"Headache?"

The blankness on Qiu Xing's face faded quickly, and he lowered his hands and bent to pour water with a glass.

Xie Yang walked over and answered what he asked, "Can't sleep with a headache?"

Qiu Xing said nothing, and took the poured water and drank it.

"Do I need to call you a doctor?"

Qiu Xing still said nothing. He squeezed the water glass expressionlessly, without the ridiculous or cold expressions on his face, and his sickness became more serious. A few seconds later, he suddenly raised his hand and pressed his forehead again, calling out: "Xie Yang."

"Ok?"

"Don't learn from my mother talking."

Xie Yang suspected that Qiu Xing would have a headache and was unconscious. Just when he considered whether to go back to the room and dial 120 with his mobile phone, Qiu Xing dropped his hand and said, "Don't think about calling the doctor, I'm not crazy."

Xie Yang retorted: "I didn't say you were crazy."

Qiu Xing smiled unclearly, and suddenly changed the subject, "You said you would stand beside me, but I was thinking these two days..." He turned to the glass, "Will you be lying to me. "

He put down the glass and looked at Xie Yang: "Are you lying to me?"

Xie Yang replied: "I didn't lie to you."

"Then you have no one to rely on except me?"

"No, I can rely on myself."

Qiu Xing's expression actually looked good, and said: "Go to sleep, you won't wake you up again." After raising his hand, he gently covered Xie Yang's head and turned to leave.

Xie Yang's sight of Qiu Xing disappeared behind the door, and he looked up and touched his head. Somehow, he suddenly remembered how Qiu Xing stretched his arms and held Qiu mother in his arms.

This person's softness is really rare.