My Husband is Suffering from a Terminal Illness

On the way home, Qiu Xing kept his eyes closed to rest.Xie Yang didn't quarrel with Qiu Xing, and concentrated on chatting with Qin Cheng about work.

Qin Cheng's efficiency is extremely high. This club has already completed the work handover with Hu Biao, and is analyzing Xie Yang's career position on WeChat.

Qin Cheng: If an artist doesn’t maintain continuous exposure, the popularity will drop soon. Since you don’t want to follow the popular route and plan to gain a foothold in the circle only by your works, then you must start producing your new album as soon as possible.

Qin Cheng: Also, in view of your career plan that you only want to rely on your works and your identity as the boss of Yangxing, I am going to let you take the high-end route of "reaching the top right after debut" to reduce your low-quality exposure and only pick up high-end ones for you. Quality work and endorsements, this way can also avoid resource competition between you and other singers in the company.what do you think?

Xie Yang is very realistic: If doing so can reduce my workload, then my answer is yes.

Qin Cheng was quiet for a while before starting to type again.

Qin Cheng: Let me explain in advance that if you take this route well, you can indeed reach the sky in one step, but if you want to go this way, your own strength and your works must be strong and excellent enough.

Qin Cheng: Only if you are good enough, the public will recognize your "debut is the top", and investors and collaborators will hand over high-quality job offers to you when you are just a newcomer.I can do many things for you, but in terms of the work, you can only rely on yourself.

Qin Cheng: So are you sure you want to go this way?

Xie Yang has never been blindly confident, but...

He typed: If the work in your mouth refers to the song, I am sure.You go arrange it.

Qin Cheng immediately arranged for it: There is a saying in the industry that shaping the image starts with the wardrobe.Starting today, you are not allowed to wear clothes indiscriminately.Tomorrow, I will take the stylist to your home to see, and give your wardrobe a break-up and expansion.Tell me what style of clothes you like to wear and whether you have a favorite brand. I will ask the stylist to buy clothes for you according to your preferences.

What brand of clothes?

Xie Yang looked at the dark gray coat on his body, and typed: I used to like to wear X brand clothes, but now my clothes are all given by Qiu Xing.

Qin Cheng: ... Although the price-performance ratio of brand x clothes is very good, you should try to wear them as little as possible in the future. If you want to endorse high-end clothes, your clothes must have a sense of fashion.What brand of clothing does your husband usually give you?

Xie Yang touched Qiu Xing with his elbow, leaned over and put the phone on Qiu Xing's face, and said, "My manager asked you what brand of clothes you usually send me."

As soon as Qiu Xing opened his eyes, he saw the three big characters of "Your Husband" shining brightly on the screen, his heartbeat soared and then fell back, he raised his hand reflexively to grab Xie Yang's hand, and turned off the phone.

"..."

Xie Yang looked at his tightly held hand and raised his eyebrows.

Qiu Xing returned to his senses, hurriedly threw away Xie Yang's hand, sat up straight and straightened his clothes and cuffs, and said, "Don't talk to your manager about such nonsense. There is no brand, your clothes are all made by someone else." Yes. They are 20 years old and still growing taller, so they have to change all their clothes, which is a waste of cloth.”

"Then can I stop drinking the milk every day? If you lack calcium, you won't grow taller, save cloth."

"..." Qiu Xingyu threatened, "You don't want to drink it."

Xie Yang smiled and lowered his head to reply to Qin Cheng.

Seeing Xie Yang's smile, Qiu Xing felt uncomfortable all over his body. He wanted to ask Xie Yang why he was smiling, but he held back his reluctance to speak, so his face became more and more stinky.

Xie Yang touched Qiu Xing again, and said, "Qin Cheng asked where you made the clothes for me."

Qiu Xing froze and reprimanded: "What are you doing with your hands and feet?"

Xie Yang stared sideways at Qiu Xing.

"..." Qiu Xing tidied up his clothes and cuffs again, gave a foreigner's name, and said, "Your clothes are all made in his private studio."

Xie Yang didn't know much about luxury brands and famous designers in this world, so after getting the answer, he directly sent the name to Qin Cheng.

Qin Cheng replied with a series of ellipses.

Xie Yang: What?

Qin Cheng: You don't need to look at the closet anymore. From now on, you can only wear the clothes your husband gave you.By the way, find some time, I want to take a private server collection for you.

Xie Yang said no problem, put down the phone.

"You let your agent..."

Xie Yang turned his head to look at Qiu Xing.

After Xie Yang looked over, Qiu Xing shut his mouth again, leaned back and closed his eyes to rest, and stopped talking.

……

After returning home, Qiu Xing immediately went upstairs and didn't come down until dinner.

The dining table was very quiet, Qiu Xing had an expression of "Don't disturb me, I want to concentrate on eating".Xie Yang tactfully did not take the initiative to talk to Qiu Xing, but only filled Qiu Xing with half a bowl of soup.

Qiu Xing looked at the soup in front of him and drank it.

After the meal, Qiu Xing hurried back upstairs without staying for a second.

Before going to bed at night, Xie Yang knocked on Qiu Xing's door.

Qiu Xing opened the door and saw that it was Xie Yang, with an unnatural expression for a moment, then raised his hand thoughtfully to straighten the collar of his nightgown, grabbed his half-dry hair, and asked coldly: "What's the matter?"

"Well. The artists under the banner are going to shoot a micro-movie in C City. I am the script provider and have to follow along. I will leave tomorrow morning. If it is fast, I will be back the day after tomorrow. If it is slow, it may take a week."

Qiu Xing's eyebrows frowned, and then quickly let go, still indifferent, he took a step back and said: "In the future, you don't need to tell me about this kind of thing, go to bed early, late—"

Xie Yang grabbed Qiu Xing's hand trying to close the door.

Qiu Xing stopped, felt the temperature on the back of his hand, closed his eyes hard, and said in a deep voice: "Xie Yang, maybe it's my Xing—"

"Good night."

Xie Yang let go of his hand, turned and left.

"..."

Qiu Xing swallowed hard the words that were finally squeezed into his throat, watched Xie Yang's back disappear at the stairs, endured it, couldn't hold it back, and slammed the door hard.

"Business trip again...why always travel!"

……

When Xie Yang went downstairs with his suitcase the next day, he found that Qiu Xing hadn't left early and was sitting at the dining table having breakfast.

He put down his suitcase and sat across from Qiu Xing, and asked, "Are you going to take me to the airport?"

"No time." Qiu Xing finished his last mouthful of porridge, wiped his mouth with a napkin, got up and left.

Xie Yang followed.

Qiu Xing changed his shoes and put on his coat at the entrance, just as he was about to reach for gloves and a scarf, he reached out with both hands holding what he wanted.He glanced sideways at Xie Yang, took the gloves and scarf, and said, "I'm leaving." He was about to pull the door.

Xie Yang pressed Qiu Xing's shoulder.

Qiu Xing stopped, tightly held the door's hand, turned his back to Xie Yang, and asked in a cold and distant tone: "Xie Yang, do you...do you really regard me as your husband?"

Xie Yang emptied all the powers, and left two slow-release power balls on Qiu Xing's heart and brain through his clothes, then retracted his hand, looked at Qiu Xing's back, laughed silently, and turned back Said: "No, I treat you as the landlord."

Qiu Xing turned around with a swipe, his eyebrows knit into knots, and his expression was gloomy and ferocious.

"And a very important person. I have been cared and favored by you since I came here, and I am very grateful to you." Xie Yang added, looking directly into Qiu Xing's eyes, "Qiu Xing, if the time limit for our cooperation is based on you life expectancy, then I hope we can continue to cooperate.”

Qiu Xing was stunned for a moment, then avoided Xie Yang's sight as if he was hot, moved his lips, but finally said nothing, opened the door and strode out.

……

The script Xie Yang prepared for the "Reincarnation" micro-movie is very detailed and comprehensive. From the plot, scenes, lines, to everyone's makeup, hair, belongings, and accent, he has made detailed settings, and even drew There are a lot of scene pictures and character design pictures.

Thanks to his meticulousness, the filming of this microfilm finally named "Doomsday Reincarnation" was very smooth, and the pictures were extremely realistic, as if there were really such a group of people in such a terrible place. It's like struggling to survive in the last days.

Ke Lan's performance classes in the past few months have not been in vain. His performance is very good, and he has captured all the feelings that Xie Yang asked for.

In less than 10 minutes of the plot, everyone traveled to many places in C City, and it took seven days to finish filming.

When the last shot came out, Dong Zhong almost knelt down to Xie Yang, and said, "Didn't you really study screenwriting in college? This script is really... expand the plot and it can be used as a formal script to make a big movie on the big screen." .”

Xie Yang smiled and didn't answer Dong Zhong's words.

That night, Xie Yang bid farewell to the crew and went back to city b first.

It was past ten o'clock when the taxi arrived at Jinghe Garden.Xie Yang took Wu Shui out of the car, and unexpectedly found that the power at home was not cut off.

He took out his mobile phone and looked at it. After confirming that today was not the weekend, he frowned, handed his luggage to Wu Shui, and walked quickly towards the villa.

A strange car was parked at the entrance of the villa. Xie Yang glanced over there, stepped up the steps in two steps, opened the door with the key and entered the house.

In the living room, Qiu Xing was leaning on the single sofa, holding a cup of tea that had run out of heat, with no expression on his face.Opposite Qiu Xing, an old man and a young man were sitting side by side. The old man was speaking bitterly, while the young man was playing with his mobile phone indifferently.

"Ah Xing, your mother is confused, are you confused too? Yes, you are sick, but this does not prevent you from leaving offspring for the enemy's family. That Feng Qinglin has already separated from you, really don't It's worth being nice to him. You listen to uncle, and while you're still in good health, hurry up and find a woman, have a baby, and save yourself some blood."

Qiu Xingdao: "Uncle, I have no plans to stay."

"You can't give up on yourself! After you don't stay, do you think that the Chou family will end up in Feng Qinglin's hands? There are so many relatives of the Chou family, especially that Chou Jingbang, Feng Qinglin's stupid young man, who can fight Who among them?"

The old man sighed suddenly when he said this, and said: "I know, you don't want to drag down a girl from a good family. How about this, I'll help you find a surrogate. Ah Xing, think about it carefully. After you stay, you If Dad knows, he can feel at ease."