First Love Performance Art [Entertainment]

Looking at the line of words, the smile in Mu Ye's eyes deepened.

He looked up and asked, "Do you have a schedule tomorrow?"

"Not at all." Gu Jiaming turned around again, with a hesitant expression for some reason: "Director Cui, do you know? It's the variety show ace director who planned a new variety show project and called me more than a dozen times. I want to meet and chat with us tomorrow."

Mu Ye smiled: "Didn't you let me go on variety shows?"

"I'm definitely worried about other variety shows, but Director Cui's variety show is really exciting to me. Maybe it's worth taking the risk..." Gu Jiaming said: "Director Cui's variety shows are all about raising people and not tiring, and the audience's reputation is not bad. , and only invite heavyweight guests, he won’t accept any number of front-line guests who want to be on his show.”

After a pause, Gu Jiaming looked at the people in the back seat worriedly and said, "You haven't been inspired to write a song recently, and you didn't go on vacation when you were asked, so you just closed the door in the composition room every day. Why don't you take this opportunity to let you Go and relax, it seems okay?"

Gu Jiaming is the manager who brought Mu Ye to debut. In this highly regulated circle, the manager's ability is also an important help.Over the years, Gu Jiaming has never made a mistake in his decision-making. He is a top manager who matches his ability and salary. It is also because he has a trustworthy partner that Mu Ye can focus more on music.

"You can figure it out." Mu Ye said, "I have something to do tomorrow, so make it free, and if you want to talk, change it to the day after tomorrow."

"Okay, then I'll reply to Director Cui for an interview the day after tomorrow." Gu Jiaming said with a smile: "This Director Cui is a big shot no matter what, so I don't want to lose face just to get your variety show debut."

Gu Jiaming was still a little excited about arranging a variety show for the first time, so he turned back to the director's information.

When Gu Jiaming turned back, Mu Ye also picked up his phone.

[MY: See you tomorrow. 】

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After sending the photos, Song Jianchu leaned against the fish tank and waited for a while.

Seeing the reply, his eyes stayed on those words for a moment, called the hospital to make an appointment for an examination in the evening, and then went back to catch up on sleep.

In the evening, after returning from the hospital prescription, Song Jianchu sat down at the desk, turned on the lamp, and spread out the notepad.

Both Song Jianchu's father and grandfather died of leukemia. His father died when he was seven years old, and his grandfather died just a year ago.

If there is a history of leukemia in the family, other people's chances of getting it are doubled.For this result, Song Jianchu had already made mental preparations. Before he felt unwell, he would immediately go to the hospital for examination.

Witnessing the course of his father and grandfather's illness, Song Jianchu didn't have much hope for a cure.

But he didn't want Liangliang to die either.

Due to his growth experience, Song Jianchu's mentality has always been very stable.

He considered himself lucky that he did not suffer from acute leukemia, which deteriorated rapidly like his two elders.His condition was discovered in time, and the test result was chronic myeloid leukemia. If he was lucky, there might be a very small possibility that he could persist until the matching was successful. The doctor suggested that he insist on taking tyrosine kinase inhibitors before waiting for stem cell transplantation.

Song Jianchu wore headphones to write and write, and made dozens of bucket lists.

After all, he has only lived for 18 years, and there are still many things he hasn't experienced.

I don't know how long it took.

He stopped writing, picked up the phone on the table and glanced at it.

It's past zero.

It is already "tomorrow".

He looked down and checked his bucket list.

Swipe lightly with the tip of the pen.

I put a check mark on the first article [talking about a relationship].

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The next day, Song Jianchu hardly slept until he woke up naturally, and opened his eyes at eight o'clock in the morning.

Mu Ye didn't say when he would come.

He turned over on the bed and picked up the phone, opened the chat box hesitantly, and moved his fingers on the keyboard a few times.

In the end, I didn't ask.

Celebrities should be busy at work.

Yin Chi sent him a few more voice messages.

Song Jianchu rested his chin on his arm and clicked on the voice.

"Brother, I have something to tell you. Do you know Cui Yun? In the past few years, there have been quite a few ace variety show directors."

"He contacted me before and wanted me to help you make an appointment. He called you several times but you didn't answer, and he also sent several private messages on Weibo. You probably didn't see too many private messages."

"He has taken a fancy to your character design and drainage effect, and wants to invite you to appear in his new variety show. I think this opportunity is really good. Director Cui's variety shows have a particularly good reputation, and they are not tiring shows. You Last time, it should be able to eliminate a lot of black fans, so as to save you from being mad at you by opening Weibo."

"I didn't agree to help him ask you out first, you should think about it."

After Song Jianchu listened to it, he lazily replied in a second: "I won't go."

Yin Chi replied in seconds: "Hahaha, I knew it. Okay, then I will tell him not to bother. But I heard that he invited all the big names who made their debut in variety shows this time. Do you know Pei Shinian? Just recently The hottest top-notch fresh meat, I heard that it has been finalized. Lu Shen and Bai Xingyu, two international film stars who have never accepted variety shows, dare to go up and invite them. I think he is going to make a big move next year."

Song Jianchu absent-mindedly listened to the voice for dozens of seconds, and replied perfunctorily for a second: "Oh."

Yin Chi finally sent a voice message: "Damn, you can't say two more words, the water of brother's love is too cold overnight. After checking, you didn't wake up. Go on to sleep. Oh yes Yes, your fans are urging you to update. I think some children’s jobs are about to be smashed, and they are so pitiful. It’s okay if you don’t update and show your face on Weibo to satisfy their hunger. Goodnight brother. "

Song Jianchu sneered and quit WeChat.

Tried to lie down for a while, but still couldn't fall asleep.He simply got out of bed and went to the kitchen to get something to eat.

Song Jianchu seldom orders takeaway, either go out to eat, or make it himself.

He didn't leave after bringing Mu Ye back the night before, because he had an appointment with Mu Ye here, and he stayed in this house for another day.The house has not been lived in for a long time, and there is nothing to eat in the refrigerator in the kitchen. He took out a semi-finished frozen pizza, put his mobile phone on the kitchen counter, and started a live broadcast.

Without any advance notice, as soon as the live broadcast room opened, a large number of barrage roared out.

[Remember you have a Weibo account? ? ? 】

[Thought you quit the Internet after you succeeded in chasing stars, a brat, and you don’t even want your dream career? 】

[Don't think that the vlog that the pigeon owes me can be justified in 2 minutes of live broadcast]

[Unfilial son!Why blacklist mom!Have you used the dreaming materials that your mother sent you? 】

【Wuuuuu, I was so handsome by the brother of the devil king who lives at home】

Song Jianchu slept with his hair fluffy and disheveled, wearing comfortable casual clothes with the sleeves of his T-shirt rolled up to his arms.Ignoring the understated and high-end modern kitchen background, it looks like a brother next door.

Song Jianchu preheated the oven, lazily raised his eyelids and looked at the phone: "I heard that you are a little busy, but I happen to be fine, so I will chat with you for 5 minutes."

Scanning a barrage, he said softly: "Let me tell you something first. I don't care what private messages you send me. I don't usually read them anyway. But don't send me messy pictures. If I see you again, you will be blacked out."

[Who sent him the little pornographic picture?shameless!He is still a child! 】

[Okay, okay, don't post it, don't block me!What are you doing? 】

[The richest man on Weibo can cook? ? 】

[Hahaha, don’t embarrass yourself too much, or invite ten Michelin chefs home]

Song Jianchu put the pizza on the baking tray: "Bacon pizza, it's very simple. Why do you need a chef if you have your own hands?"

[To tell you the truth, the younger brother of the Demon King is really much better. The guitar in the previous vlog was also very expensive, no, he played it very well! 】

[Why don't you go to a variety show? 】

[Little bastard has something, what else?Show off your brothers and sisters! 】

"It still costs money." Song Jianchu's tone was weak and dragging: "Why do you want to be on a variety show? I'm not an artist."

Sprinkle cheese and put the pizza in the oven. Song Jianchu looked at the camera: "Have you talked enough? There is no vlog material to shoot. See you next year if you have enough. Download it."

Less than 10 minutes after the live broadcast started, the children had just picked up their jobs, and the live broadcast ended.

After a lot of question marks, a lot of cursing filled the barrage.

Song Jianchu took down his cell phone from the stand, and was about to play a movie on the sofa and wait for the pizza to be baked, when the doorbell suddenly rang twice.

He paused, turned off the live broadcast and went to the door to watch.

The person on the monitor screen covered his face with a hat and mask, his hands in the pockets of his black down jacket, his dark gray eyes looked at the camera with a faint smile.

Song Jianchu immediately opened the door, took a pair of slippers and put them down: "Please come in."

Mu Ye took off his mask when he entered the door, and looked in the direction of the kitchen: "What delicious food are you doing? You can smell the aroma right outside the door."

Song Jianchu was stunned for a moment: "You didn't have breakfast?"

"Just got up, it was too late yesterday, so I forgot to send you the appointment time." Mu Ye put on his slippers, looked down at him, and said with a smile, "I'm in a hurry, so I came here directly, so I won't disturb you."

In a rush to sign?

Song Jianchu blinked, and said two seconds later: "No."

After hesitating for a moment, he asked, "Do you want to eat together? The agreement can be discussed later."

After a night of fasting, Mu Ye was indeed a little hungry, so he smiled a little embarrassedly: "Then I won't be polite."

The oven beeps and the pizza is just done.Song Jianchu went to the kitchen, put on heat-resistant gloves, took out the baking pan, and cut the pizza with the golden cheese on the surface with a knife.

Mu Ye stood behind him and watched, and asked in a low voice, "Do you like cheese?"

Song Jianchu's movements paused for half a second, and the ear near the sound went numb.

He said "um".

Mu Ye looked at him sideways, and said with a smile, "I like it too."

Song Jianchu calmly brought the sliced ​​pizza to the table: "One may not be enough, you eat it first, and I'll bake another one soon."

Mu Ye sat down at the dining table, looked at him with a smile on his face: "No rush, I'll wait for you."

When the second piece was baked, the two sat down and ate the first piece together.

The second piece of pizza is sprinkled with a super thick layer of cheese, and the whole room is full of strong cheese aroma.

After filling his stomach, Song Jianchu asked Mu Ye to wait a while, and went into the room by himself.

Mu Ye visited the living room and saw the huge fish tank in the picture, with algae and landscape decorations in it, and a complete set of filtration and oxygen generation facilities.

A red koi looks happy as it swims leisurely in its super luxurious new home.

Mu Ye took a photo of the koi, and classified the photo of the koi and the cat photos stored in his phone into an album.

Then he went to sit on the sofa, folded his arms and casually looked at the not many traces of life in the house.

The night before yesterday, he was not sober when he came here, and he didn't have time to look carefully when he left. Only then did Mu Ye realize that this house had never appeared in Song Jianchu's vlog.

Compared with those mansions that cost hundreds of millions, this apartment is more ordinary and more realistic. It is filled with many young and individual items. You can imagine how a little boy lives here alone.

Soon, Song Jianchu came out of the study with a file bag in his hand and a pair of glasses on his face.

Looking at the pair of glasses, Mu Ye was slightly taken aback.

After putting on the glasses, the publicity brought by the boy's pink hair was suppressed a bit, and he became a bit more calm and domineering.

Mu Ye's gaze moved slowly, following the person who was walking towards him with a calm face.

The boy was wearing gray sports shorts, sat down on the single sofa next to him, opened the file bag, and took out a stack of agreements that were written and typed last night.

"This is the sponsorship relationship agreement. You can read it first, and you can speak up directly if you have any questions or dissatisfaction."

Mu Ye looked at the thickness of the stack of A4 papers in front of him, and raised his eyebrows: "All of these?"

Song Jianchu pushed down his glasses and nodded: "The time is a bit rushed, maybe the arrangement is not very complete, if there are loopholes, we can revise it later."

Mu Ye: "..."

Mu Ye picked up a stack of papers and flipped through them casually. There were three documents that needed to be signed, all of which were very rigorous and serious.

Seeing the contents inside, Mu Ye's speed of turning pages became slower and slower.

Song Jianchu put his elbows on his legs, clasped his hands and fingers, turned his head to look at him, and said calmly: "On the premise that we are both voluntary, during the agreement, I will hire you to be my boyfriend. Maintain an exclusive love relationship and pay you a basic fee of [-] million a day. If there is no accident, this agreement relationship will last for [-] days. I can pay all the fees in advance. After the agreement is over, it will be based on the losses you caused because of me. Pay you the corresponding compensation."

Mu Ye was still looking at the content of the agreement.

Song Jianchu: "You can rest assured that it is written in the agreement. Although it is an agreement to fall in love, I will not force you to do any physical contact against your will, such as holding hands, hugging, kissing... and other intimate behaviors between lovers. Dating time It will also be determined according to your work schedule, if you cannot meet because of work, the expenses of the day will not be deducted."

Mu Ye looked at the content of the agreement on unilateral protection of him on the paper, and smiled lightly: "Your Excellency is so generous."

After reading the sponsorship agreement and the confidentiality agreement, Mu Ye stared at the content of the last agreement for a long time.

He hesitated and raised his eyes: "Is there a non-compete agreement?"

Song Jianchu sat up straight and looked serious: "Yes, this is the premise of all agreements. If you disagree, all other agreements will be void."

The boy's light brown pupils looked at him calmly behind the transparent lenses.

"After entering into an agreed love relationship with me, you can no longer have a similar relationship with anyone else."

Mu Ye raised his eyebrows.

"That is to say, from now on, you can only have me as a benefactor, and it will also be the last one."

Song Jianchu handed over a pen.

"If you agree, you can sign."