My Husband is Suffering from a Terminal Illness

A smoky musical voice suddenly flew out, and then became thinner and thinner, sharper and sharper, like an invisible fish line, tightly holding the nerves.

Shen Yan's originally relaxed posture instantly changed, looking at Xie Yang inconceivably.

Everyone else on the set was also dumbfounded, looking at Xie Yang at this time speechless.

This, this expression, this aura, this elegance has a crazy posture of playing the violin... Isn't Xie Yang a singer? Now what is going on with this sudden burst of momentum?

Xu Heng on the sidelines suddenly recovered from the consternation, quickly walked back to the host position and pointed the camera at Xie Yang, his expression faintly excited. The dragon tree on his left was already staring at Xianyang when Xie Yang set up the violin, and at this time he unconsciously leaned over and clenched his hands. Confidence.

Everyone was looking at Xie Yang, but Xie Yang's eyes had fallen on Mu Zhouyi, who was sitting diagonally across from the rest area. At the moment when he looked at Shang Muzhou Yi, he seemed to be the hunter who finally locked his prey, and the movement in his hand tightened sharply.

The sharp sound of the piano suddenly became heavy, like the fishing line has strangled the desired prey, tightened like a fool, loosened like a joke, erratic and strange, cold and bloody.

Xie Yang's expression became more and more excited. He looked directly at Mu Zhouyi's eyes, suddenly relaxed the corner of his mouth that he pulled up, and stepped forward into the shadow created by the cabinet next to him.

The sound of the piano exploded like blood plasma, as if urging: Run, why don't you run.

Mu Zhouyi stunned, and finally recovered from the control of Xie Yang's eyes and the sound of the piano. He wanted to look away, but Xie Yang suddenly turned sideways and disappeared behind the thick clock beside him.

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly.

Mu Zhou Yi recalled, staring closely at the seed, nervously uncontrollably. She knew that she was still staring, he was staring at her.

Others on the set came out of the tearing of the piano sounds and commotion. Xu Heng became more and more excited and pushed the camera forward. Shen Yan in the field also realized something and quietly withdrew from the scene center.

jingle.

The wind chime suddenly sounded from the corner of the windless studio. The original crisp voice against the quiet atmosphere showed a sense of infiltration that fell on the ground.

Mu Zhou Yi shivered.

where is it?

Her eyes moved, her palms tightened, and she couldn't help looking for the wind bell.

Jingle Bell Jingle Bell.

The wind chimes suddenly rushed and were actually moving, as if a ghost was dragging the murder weapon in the dark. The tumultuous crowd returned to silence. Just when everyone's mind was caught by the wind bell, the music box on the set shelf suddenly popped open, and the broken doll emerged, slowly rotating with the semi-dumb sound of music dance.

Everyone was startled, and looked at the music box together. Mu Zhouyi couldn't help looking at the music box. But the next second, the sound of the violin suddenly sounded and played gently with the rhythm of the music box.

Everyone couldn't help looking at the sound of the piano.

But where is the source of the piano sound? It looks like it's on the right, it looks like it's behind—

There was a strange dumb noise, and the gentle sound of the piano became bigger and heavier without warning. It hit the eardrum like a sledgehammer, which caused people's breath to stagnate. Then the rhythm of the piano sound became more and more urgent and higher and higher, and after breaking through the heartbeat limit of everyone, it suddenly dropped and became sticky and critical.

Everyone looked around anxiously, and could no longer tell the direction of the music.

The fishing line became the palm of the demon, pulling on everyone's heart, and tightened again like a fool, relaxing like a play. The hoarse and vibrating piano sounds like a devil's grief and laughter. It stepped on the light steps and walked out of the darkness, reaching out its claws towards the prey that was panicking and unable to find an exit...

"what!"

Mu Zhouyi at the side of the court suddenly screamed briefly, looking pale at the corner of the scene closest to her, got up staggering, and hid behind the assistant.

The sound of the piano broke.

Xie Yang took a violin and walked out of the setting that Mu Zhouyi looked at. He said to Mu Zhou: "I didn't expect to scare my senior, sorry."

The illusion of music production dissipated, everyone went back to their minds, and then they were all stunned.

When did Xie Yang go there?

Mu Zhouyi grabbed his assistant, looked at Xie Yang, who had returned to normal, and was speechless in shock. Others may not feel much, but they have been locked by the piano sound... yes, they are locked by the piano sound! Just now all the voices were approaching little by little towards her. The figure of Xie Yang disappeared in her afterglow, and the rhythm of the music sounded like a killer approaching with a murder weapon. Yang's eyes and expression...are terrible, really terrible.

After the flight, Xu Heng suddenly shouted, and got up excitedly: "That's how it feels! This is how it was written in the script. Wind chimes, music boxes, violins, a little bit close to the winding, lure Ye Bing in this repair shop. Headless flies, rushing in rage. Xie Yang, the music you just had is great! Your expression and body language are also great! Just use this, this soundtrack uses this!"

Xie Yang looked at Xu Heng and said, "Well, did I **** Master Long's work?"

"The work has always been the ability, the soundtrack of yours is perfect, I can't do better than this." Longshu You stepped over to Xie Yang, took the violin in Xie Yang's hand, and tried to play After a few notes, he asked excitedly, "Can you copy a copy of the score just now?"

"can."

Shen Yan also walked over, looked at Xie Yang carefully, and asked, "I remember you majored in acting?"

Xie Yang replied: "Yes, but my professional class is terrible." This is a fact. The original main class is really not very good, and he has never been exposed to performance from his previous life, and his acting skills are basically absent.

Shen Yan shook her head and clearly disagreed with Xie Yang.

Xu Heng just walked over, and when he heard Shen Yan and Xie Yang, he shook his head and patted Xie Yang's shoulder vigorously: "What are you talking about? It's true that you were born in the Koban class. Your expression and emotions are just right, perfect! If it’s not that you are too young to fit the image of a musician, I would almost think Yunjia ran out of the script."

He said Xu Heng suddenly looked at Mu Zhouyi, frowning, "What did you do just now and screamed. Don't be in this state when filming for a while, rest for another five minutes, and start shooting after five minutes!"

Everyone came back to you again, many people were secretly looking at Xie Yang, and Xue Xian was also looking at Xie Yang. He squeezed the script tightly, his fingers cold.

If the soundtrack just now is the highest level of Xie Yang... then he can't compare.

After five minutes, start shooting again.

In order to pursue realism, Xu Heng simply replaced Shen Yan, let Xie Yang play the piano to Mu Zhouyi in the scene according to the position of the script, and plan to polish some important close-up shots of Ye Bing.

Mu Zhouyi stood in the middle of the set, watching Xie Yang hidden in the shadow of the set, and took a deep breath to try to adjust his emotions.

Xie Yang played the violin.

"Card! Anger! What are you afraid of!"

"Card! Are you angry? Your eyes will be covered with fear."

"Stop! Make up for her, why is her face so white!"

...

"Card! All right! Mu Zhouyi went down to rest. Find someone to ask Mr. Wang Xiong, and today I will make up the supporting role."

The atmosphere on the set was bad. Everyone looked at Mu Zhouyi with doubt and dissatisfaction-obviously someone specializes in acting, but how is it getting worse? And a professional actor, there is not a singer into the drama fast, what's the matter?

Mu Zhouyi clenched his hands, apologized to everyone again, then turned around and hurriedly left the studio with his assistant.

Xie Yang put down the violin and walked outside the set.

"Xie Yang."

Xie Yang stopped and looked at Shen Yan who came over.

"Talk?"

Xie Yang raised his eyebrows and nodded: "Yes."

The two went to Xu Heng, temporarily left the studio for the reason they wanted to communicate their character's feelings together, and entered Shen Yan's dressing room.

Shen Yan asked the assistant to stay outside the door. Xie Yang was seated on the short sofa. He pulled a stool and sat across from Xie Yang. After considering it, he said, "Is it rude to ask, did you and Mu Zhouyi know each other before?"

It really came to ask this.

Xie Yang avoided answering and said, "How did the senior suddenly ask this because of the words I said yesterday? Sorry, I was drunk yesterday, and what I said was not all credible. The senior does not need to care."

Shen Yan didn't answer the question, consider it, and frankly talked about the plan to help Mu Zhouyi sign a contract with Huanyu, and then explained: "I don't want to listen to privacy, I just want to get some objective evaluation of Mu Zhouyi from others. . My own understanding of Mu Zhouyi seems too one-sided."

"It turns out that Senior Shen wanted to do pre-signature research, then I suggest you find a professional evaluation team to go to Huangtian to learn about the business value of Senior Mu."

Oil and salt do not enter.

Shen Yan looked at Shen Ming, who was completely opposite to Xie Yang, who was completely different from a 20-year-old, and asked another way: "If it were you, would you sign Mu Zhouyi into Yang Xing?"

Xie Yang is decisive: "No."

"why?"

Xie Yang watched Shen Yan not speaking.

Shen Yan actually understood the meaning of Yang, a little funny, a little helpless, saying: "If Yang Xing needs, Huanyu can be your partner at any time."

Very good.

Xie Yang was satisfied and stopped selling Guanzi, saying: "I will not sign Mu Zhouyi because I understand Mu Zhouyi is a troublesome person who has the ability to rush up and down, is very powerful in grabbing resources, and gathers people's hearts quickly. Signing into the company is not conducive to the development of other artists under my umbrella. And she is likely to become my relative's girlfriend, I have to avoid suspicion."

Shen Yan frowned, asking: "What does it mean to grab resources very well?"

Xie Yang did not answer positively, only hinting: "Senior Shen, have you ever known how many of the actresses under Huang Tian have a better standing than senior wooden performers? "Crazy Musician" such a good audition opportunity, you think it is Why did it fall on Senior Wood?"

Shen Yan seemed to be suddenly reminded of blind spots, froze for a moment, then frowned deeply.

...

Mu Zhouyi finally came back after lunch at noon. She bought fruits and drinks for everyone, and once again apologized to everyone for the poor condition in the morning.

Everyone was short-mouthed, and said that they were okay with tolerance. They also comforted Mu Zhouyi to rest for a while and it was normal to find that it was normal.

Xie Yang felt that the gas field after Mu Zhouyi came back this time was a bit wrong. He relaxed too much, realized what, and took out his mobile phone to board Weibo.

Soon, he found what he wanted on the hot search tail.

#木周易 donated to build hope primary school#.

He glanced at Mu Zhouyi, who was surrounded by the crowd, and bowed his head into the topic.

A public charity microblog posted by Mu Zhouyi jumped out recently. The content on Weibo shows that an hour ago, Mu Zhouyi donated three Hope Primary Schools through a charitable foundation.

Doing charity is the fastest way to get goodwill. The comments below this Weibo rose rapidly. Many people were exchanging beauty and goodwill in Kuamu Zhou, and some passers-by said that the road turned pink.

Sure enough, I have to find a way to get the favorite value.

Xie Yang put down his phone and glanced at the direction of Mu Zhouyi, and saw that she was walking towards Xu Heng and Shen Yan while holding two glasses of drink. Take a sip.

Longshu You Zhao looked at it.

"This is a poisoned apple." Xie Yang put the box lunch distributed by the crew in Long Shuyou's hands and patted him on the shoulder. "Have a good meal and don't take drugs."