First Love Performance Art [Entertainment]

Song Jianchu thought of something again and said, "Yin Chi, there is one more thing to trouble you."

"Let's talk." Yin Chi smiled and said, "I'm going to risk it too. You don't want to leave a will and transfer all your assets to Mr. Mu, do you?"

Song Jianchu said calmly, "Yes."

Yin Chi sneered: "I knew it."

"The will has been written, and the lawyer will send the documents over at noon." Song Jianchu said, "I'm afraid that he will bump into Teacher Mu when he comes, and I need you to help me get it down."

"I figured it out for myself." Yin Chi said helplessly, "If I were your partner, I would have to make trouble with you now."

Song Jianchu's mobile phone rang, and he picked it up to take a look, and said, "It's already here, go down, it's in the parking lot."

Yin Chi stood up reluctantly, and smiled angrily: "I'll just let you get used to it."

Mu Ye returned to the studio to record the single. The process went smoothly and ended quickly.

"Come on, it's hard work." Gu Jiaming poured him a cup of hot tea, "Seeing that you are listless, I thought you were in a bad mood. It seems that I am too worried. Teacher Mu will never let me down."

Mu Ye didn't drink, and looked at the time: "I have to go back, you can figure out the rest."

Gu Jiaming called to stop him: "Wait a minute, I still have something to ask you, please sit down first."

Mu Ye sat down on the sofa and took a sip of tea.

Gu Jiaming asked anxiously: "Mu Ye, you really want to propose at the concert, right?"

Mu Ye: "Yes."

"..."

Gu Jiaming took a deep breath, pinched his own people, and thought that if he died sooner or later, he would be dead, so it would be better to have a good time.

Gu Jiaming pulled himself together and reminded: "You have to think clearly, let's not say that your partner is not yet of marriageable age, how long have you two known each other? Are you sure you are really suitable to be a marriage partner? Once it is made public, you can't break up easily."

"We won't break up." Mu Ye said.

"To be honest, I didn't expect you to be so serious." Gu Jiaming shook his head incomprehensibly, "You have such a big difference in age and personality. At first I thought you were just acting on a whim."

Mu Ye raised his eyebrows: "Is it that unreliable?"

"Stop making trouble." Gu Jiaming: "Can you be a little more confident in yourself?"

Mu Ye smiled.

Gu Jiaming said: "It's not just unreliable."

Mu Ye: "."

Accepting the reality, Gu Jiaming said seriously: "Then you can make sure, if you really plan to propose, you must tell me in advance, so that I can be mentally prepared."

"It's just my plan." Mu Ye put down his teacup and said, "It depends on the situation."

"What's the situation?" Gu Jiaming didn't understand.

"I'll talk about it later." Mu Ye rubbed his face and stood up.

"You should also pay attention to rest." Gu Jiaming couldn't stand it anymore, "Your complexion is getting worse, if you can't hold on, you can find a nurse. Or ask my wife to help. She is now your partner's mother fan. Listen Said that he was terribly worried about being hospitalized, more anxious than seeing me sick."

"Thank her for me, not yet." Mu Ye received a call from the hospital, and walked out with his mobile phone: "Let's go."

Gu Jiaming looked worried: "Drive slowly."

After leaving the studio, Mu Ye found an empty corner to answer the call.

It was Professor Yan calling.

Professor Yan said: "The transfer process has been completed, and patients can be transferred here at any time."

Mu Ye said, "I'm going back to the hospital now, thank you very much for accepting me."

"After coming here, wait for the matching result of that relative, and we should know soon." Professor Yan said: "I hope there will be a good result."

An employee of the studio passed by, dropped a coin, and rolled it to Mu Ye's feet.

Mu Ye lowered his eyes, picked up the coin that was turned upside down, and curled his lips: "It will definitely."

The female employee trotted over and held out her hand, gratefully saying, "Thank you, Teacher Mu."

Mu Ye put down his phone and said, "Give it to me."

The female employee was startled. Is the boss asking her for a dollar?

After recovering, the female employee hurriedly said, "Yes, you can accept it...you're welcome."

Mu Ye grabbed the coin and put it in his jacket pocket, smiled and nodded: "Thank you."

Seeing the boss's smile, the girl blushed and bumped around like a deer.

Well worth the money!

Arriving at the parking lot of the studio, just as Mu Ye got into the car, the phone rang again.

It's Dr. Zhao's phone number.

Mu Ye's heart beat fast, he picked up the phone and stared at the screen for a few seconds before connecting: "Hi, Dr. Zhao, is the result out?"

"Congratulations!" Dr. Zhao said with a smile, "The match was successful!"

"Professor Yan has been notified, and hematopoietic stem cell transplantation can be arranged immediately after going there!"

After hanging up the call, Mu Ye leaned back on the seat and lowered his head slightly, covered his eyes with one hand, took a deep breath, and laughed unsteadily.

Mu Ye quickly drove back to the hospital.

His mobile phone was suddenly very busy. A few minutes after the car was on the road, another call came in.

This time it was Gu Jiaming.

Mu Ye put on the earphones and connected, he was in a good mood: "Jiaming."

Gu Jiaming asked: "Mu Ye, Song Jianchu was hospitalized because of leukemia? Is it true?"

The corner of Mu Ye's mouth sank: "How do you know?"

Gu Jiaming couldn't care less about being surprised, and said angrily: "A media has exposed the matter, and now the whole network knows about it!"

Mu Ye frowned, not too surprised.

In fact, basically all the media have already grasped the real condition of Song Jianchu, and they have already known the real relationship between them.It was Yin Chi who had managed the media and paparazzi in the circle in advance, and the good relationship he and Mu Ye had accumulated in the circle over the years made everyone keep silent and gave up this trump card that could set off a big storm on the Internet at any time.

But there will never be a shortage of madmen who want to be popular in this circle.

Mu Ye knew that Song Jianchu's condition would be leaked sooner or later, and now that the matching has been successful, it doesn't matter if it is disclosed.

"Just exposing the illness?" Mu Ye asked.

"How is it possible, if it's just like this, I don't have to be so angry." Gu Jiaming said violently: "These pests are really hard to kill, and there is even a Weibo saying that he is... dead, it is true .Song Jianchu's fans are going crazy now, they are all waiting for his response under his Weibo."

"..."

Mu Ye's face turned cold, and he tightened his grip on the steering wheel to speed up the car: "Except for the illness, everything else is rumors, sue and delete them all."

Although the media account that exposed Song Jianchu's condition was not an official media, but it also had a lot of fans, which quickly aroused heated discussions on the Internet.

Song Jianchu's fans were already crying, and they went everywhere to verify the authenticity of the news.

【is that true?Woooooo son! ! ! 】

[No wonder I had a nosebleed when recording the program before!It must have been serious by then! 】

【Tell me this is not true...】

[Woooo son will be fine! ! [cry]】

[I've been in the hospital for so long, so I'm in a hurry? 】

【WooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooCan mom do the matching? 】

Within a few minutes, a rumor-mongering Weibo was released, and it was quickly pushed to the homepage and received a lot of attention.

The blogger is an [-]th-line small Internet celebrity, he wants to be popular and crazy, and his mental condition does not seem to be normal.

The blogger said that he was in the hospital and saw that the brother of the devil had been rescued but failed. The process and details were described very vividly, and he even posted a blurry video to prove that he was really there.

Most of the netizens are very sensible and see that the content of this Weibo is seriously unreliable, but there are also some glass-hearted fans who are dubious.

[Family, check out this Weibo! ! 】

【Am I the only one who thinks this person looks mentally abnormal...】

【Ah, this is crazy, right? 】

[Damn it, there are still people who want to take advantage of the opportunity to gain popularity, I, qnmd, are so disgusted! ! 】

[Bah, bah, bah!Where are the idiots spreading rumors, my son must be alive and well! 】

【...No, don't scare me, I'm going to faint [heartbreak]]

[But this video looks a bit real... no, it must be fake [crying] [crying]]

What really broke the fans' hearts was a Weibo post by a paparazzi V who usually speaks very credibly.The paparazzi tycoon wrote a doggerel, cryptically referring to Song Jianchu as "brother", saying that this "brother" is worth tens of billions and has just become the youngest patriarch of domestic entertainment. His funeral will shut down the entertainment industry for a day .

Lord Dog's Weibo is almost a half stone hammer.

【Master Dog has already spoken...it should be true...】

[Grass... I am numb, this is too sudden]

【He just...】

[I just became a fan, right on top...]

【He is the best boy I have ever seen...why [crying]】

When Mu Ye rushed back to the hospital, the ambulance was ready to transfer Song Jianchu.

Fearing that some fans would come to the hospital and cause confusion, Mu Ye dialed Yin Chi's number and quickly ran across the hospital lobby to the elevator.

Yin Chi's phone is in the middle of a call, and he should be busy solving the problem of public opinion on the Internet.

While waiting for the elevator, Mu Ye frowned and replied to Gu Jiaming's message, and Pei Shinian sent him a message.

[Pei Shinian: Brother!Is it true what is said on the Internet? ! 】

[Pei Shinian: How to say it is true, our company's internal group is discussing this matter... Go in and have a look...]

Pei Shinian pulled him into Muxing Culture's artist private chat group, because it wasn't the company's official group chat, Mu Ye didn't join the group.

It is full of fresh meat that has been popular recently, and is "crying and crying" for the big money owner who funded them behind the scenes.

[Fresh Meat A: It was so sudden, if it wasn’t for the generosity of the funder’s father, I wouldn’t be where I am today...]

[Fresh Meat B: I have always wanted to find a chance to meet the gold master's father, but I never thought I would never see him again...]

[Fresh Meat C: The gold master's father even encouraged me, he is really nice...]

[Fresh Meat D: I heard that the patron's father seems to have no family members. On the day of the funeral, I have to go even if I push the announcement]

At the beginning, it was just reminiscing, and then it was torn apart inexplicably.

[Fresh Meat B: Does the gold master's father have no family?Who will hold the posthumous photo? 】

[Fresh Meat C: He has a good relationship with the Crown Prince, so it should be the Crown Prince who praises him]

[Fresh Meat A: ... If no one appreciates it, I want a chance to be grateful [prayer]]

[Fresh Meat D: Forget it, your character design is not stable, my image is more suitable]

[Fresh Meat A: Hehe, my character design is not suitable?You are suitable for gossip every day? 】

[Fresh Meat B: You two are in the same boat, so don't embarrass the father of the funder, let me set up a little more positive energy]

[Fresh Meat C: I am the only one who has been praised by the patron's father, and I am the most suitable]

[Fresh Meat B: The gold master father liked my charity video, have you been liked by him]

[Fresh Meat A: How do you know he's not slippery? 】

……

Mu Ye: "..."

Seeing the popular fresh meat in the group tearing apart for his boyfriend, Mu Ye stood in the elevator going up, his eyes gradually darkened.

Yin Chi said he didn't come back after going out for something, and Song Jianchu didn't check his phone either.

Song Jianchu was lazily nestling on the sofa by the window in the ward, sketching out his all-star funeral guest list.

When he was drowsy, the paper in his hand was taken away.

Mu Ye's voice sounded beside him, and he chuckled inexplicably: "Asset transfer agreement, funeral guest list..."

Song Jianchu woke up suddenly, looked up and saw Mu Ye holding the document he signed and put on the table in his hand.

Unexpectedly, Mu Ye would come back so early, Song Jianchu panicked for a moment: "Teacher Mu..."

In the next second, he was hugged by Mu Ye.

The nurse opened the door of the ward and pushed the carrying bed in: "The ambulance is ready and ready to go."

Mu Ye didn't push the bed, and walked out of the ward with him in his arms.

Song Jianchu opened his eyes in confusion: "Teacher Mu? Where are you going?"

Mu Ye didn't say a word the whole time, wrapped him in a blanket and carried him into the ambulance.

The ambulance moved quickly.

He was finally able to speak: "Teacher Mu..."

"Hush." ​​Mu Ye pressed his mouth and smiled: "Don't be afraid, the best doctors have been found for you."

Song Jianchu was full of confusion: "?"

Mu Ye held his hand affectionately, with a hint of coolness in his gentle expression, he said faintly: "Baby, I didn't say break up, you are not allowed to die early for a day."

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