My Husband is Suffering from a Terminal Illness

On the way home, Qiu Xing has been keeping his eyes closed. Jieyang also does not quarrel and revenge, concentrate on talking with Qincheng.

Qincheng is highly efficient, which will have completed the handover with Hu Biao, and is positioning the analysis career of Jieyang in wechat.

Qincheng: if the artist does not keep continuous exposure, the heat will soon drop. Since you don't want to take the popularity route, you plan to only rely on the work to stand firmly in the circle, then your new album must be made quickly.

Qincheng: also, since you only want to rely on the career planning of the work and the identity of the boss, I am ready to let you take the high-end route of "going out of the road and climbing the top", reduce your low-quality exposure, and only give you high-quality work and spokesperson. In this way, you can avoid resource competition with other singers in the company. How did you like it?

It is very realistic to solve Yang: if this can reduce my workload, then my answer is OK.

Qin City was quiet for a while before it began to input again.

Qincheng: it is stated in advance that if the route is well taken, you can indeed go to the sky. But if you want to go like this, your own strength and your works must be strong enough and excellent.

Qincheng: only if it is good enough, the public will recognize your "going out of the road and getting the top". Investors and partners will also send you high-quality job invitation when you are just a new person. I can help you do a lot, but in this aspect, you can only rely on yourself.

Qincheng: so are you sure you want to go like this?

Jieyang never blindly believes in self-confidence, but

"If the work in your mouth refers to a song, I'm sure," he typed. You can arrange it.

Qin City immediately arranged: there is a word in the industry, the image from the wardrobe. From today on, you are not allowed to dress in disorder. Tomorrow I will take the stylist to your home to see, give your wardrobe a break and expansion. First, tell me what style you like to wear and whether there are any preferred brands. I ask the stylist to buy you clothes according to your preference.

What brand of clothes?

Jieyang looks at the dark gray coat on his body, typing: I used to wear x-card clothes, now my clothes are sent by Qiu Xing.

Qincheng: Although the X-brand clothes are very good in price, you will try to wear as little as possible in the future. If you want to speak for high-end clothes, you must have a fashionable sense of clothing. What brand is your husband usually wearing for you?

Jieyang touched Qiu Xing with his elbow, and took his mobile phone to Qiu Xing's face and said, "my agent asked what brand of clothes you usually sent me."

Qiu Xing saw the three characters of "your husband" on the screen when he opened his eyes. His heart beat high and fell back. He raised his hand reflexively and grabbed the Jieyang hand and pressed to turn off the mobile phone.

“……”

Jieyang looks at his hand held by death and picks up his eyebrows.

Qiu Xing returns to his mind, and quickly leaves Jieyang's hand away, sits straight and arranges his clothes and sleeves, and says, "don't tell your agent something messy. Any brand, your clothes are made by someone. They are twenty years old and tall. They have to change their clothes and waste their cloth. "

"Can I not drink the milk every day? Calcium deficiency will not be long height, save cloth. "

“……” "You don't drink it," the enemy line threatened

Jieyang smiles and bows his head to reply to Qincheng.

Qiu Xing saw Jieyang's smile, which was just uncomfortable. He wanted to ask why he laughed and held up his unwillingness to open his mouth. His face stinks more and more.

Jieyang touched Qiu Xing again and said, "Qin City asked where you made clothes for me."

Qiu Xing body rigid, reprimand: "what to do with the hand and foot."

Jieyang looks at Qiu Xing with his head.

“……” Qiu Xing reorganized his clothes and sleeves, reported a foreign name, and said, "your clothes are all from his private studio."

Jieyang has little knowledge of the luxury brands and famous designers in the world. After getting the answer, he directly sent the name to Qincheng.

Qin City returned to a series of ellipsis.

Jieyang: what?

Qin City: you don't have to go to the wardrobe. You can only wear the clothes your husband sent you. By the way, I want to take a collection of private clothes for you sometime.

Jieyang said it was ok, put down the phone.

"You let your agent..."

Jieyang turns his head to see revenge.

After Xie Yang saw that Qiu Xing closed his mouth, he leaned back to keep his eyes closed and kept his mind quiet and stopped talking.

……

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

The table was very quiet, Qiu Xing a face "you don't disturb me, I want to concentrate on eating" expression. Jieyang is very interesting to find Qiu Xing to speak, only to Qiu Xing more than half bowl of soup.

Qiu Xing looks at the soup in front of him and drinks it.

After dinner, Qiu Xing quickly went upstairs, and didn't stay for a second.

Before sleeping in the evening, Jieyang knocked on the door of Qiu Xing.

Qiu Xing opens the door to see is to solve Yang, the expression is not natural for a moment, then thought that the trace of lifting hands to tidy up the collar of the robe, grabbed a half dry hair, cold face asked: "something?""Well. The artists under the group are going to C city to make micro movies. I am a script provider and I have to follow them. Go tomorrow morning, and you can come back soon. If you are slow, it may take a week. "

Qiu Xing's eyebrows wrinkled and soon loosened, still in a cold manner. He stepped back and said: "later, this kind of thing doesn't need to be told to me specifically. Sleep early and later --"

Jieyang grabs Qiu Xing's hand trying to pull the door.

Qiu Xing stopped, felt the temperature on the back of his hand, closed his eyes hard, and said, "it may be my way to solve Yang." "

good night."

Release Yang and open your hand, turn and leave.

“……”

Qiu Xing forcefully squeezed the words that were hard to squeeze into the throat and looked at the back of Jieyang disappeared at the stairway, and he was forbeared and could not bear it. He threw himself on the door.

"And on business How to always travel! "

……

The next day, when Jieyang was carrying his suitcase downstairs, he found that Qiu Xing didn't go out in advance and was sitting at the table for breakfast.

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

"No time." After he finished his last porridge, Qiu Xing wiped his mouth with napkin and got up and left.

Jieyang follows up.

Qiu Xing changed his shoes at the Xuanguan, put on his coat, and just ready to reach for gloves and scarves. He reached out with his hands with what he wanted. He looked at the side and took over the gloves and scarf and said, "I'm gone." I'm going to pull the door.

Jieyang held down Qiu Xing's shoulder.

Qiu Xing stopped, tightened the hand holding the door tightly, and turned back to Jieyang, and asked in a cold and alienated tone: "Jieyang, are you Is it true that I am your husband? "

Jieyang empties all the powers, and leaves two slow releasing power balls in the heart and brain of Qiu Xing separately. Then he takes back his hand and looks at the back of Qiu Xing. He laughs silently and says, "no, I will make you the landlord."

Qiu xingshua turned around, eyebrows turned into pimples, expression gloomy and vicious.

"And people who are important. I have been under your care and kindness since I came here, and I thank you very much. " Jieyang added, looking directly into the eyes of Qiu Xing, "Qiu Xing, if our cooperation time limit is based on your life span, I hope we can cooperate all the time."

Qiu Xing was slightly Zheng, and then he was like a hot to avoid the eyes of Jieyang. His lips moved, but he said nothing at last. He opened the door and walked out.

……

The script prepared for the samsara micro film is very detailed and comprehensive. From the plot, scene, lines, to everyone's makeup hair, the items he brings with him, and his speech accent, he has made detailed settings, and even drew many scene and figure.

Thanks to his meticulous, the micro film, which was finally named "the end of the cycle", was very smooth, and the pictures were also very realistic, just like there were a group of people struggling to survive in such a bad last life.

Keran has not been in white in the performance classes these months. He has done a good job and has taken pictures of the feeling of solving Yang's demands.

In less than 20 minutes, it took seven days to complete the plot by all people who were tossing around many places in C City.

When the last lens was grinding out, Dong Zhong was almost kneeling to Jieyang and said, "isn't you really a writer in university? The play is really The plot can be extended as a formal script for big films on the big screen. "

Jieyang smiled, did not answer Dong Zhong.

That night, Jieyang said goodbye to the crew and all went back to city B first.

It was ten o'clock when the taxi arrived at Jinghe garden. Jieyang took Wu Shui off the car and unexpectedly found that there was no power cut in the family.

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

A strange car was parked at the door of the villa. He swept the other side and stepped up the steps, and opened the door directly with the key.

In the living room, Qiu Xing sat on a single sofa, holding a cup of tea which had no heat in his hand, and no expression on his face. Opposite to Qiu Xing, an old man and a young man sit side by side, the old man is talking bitterly, while the young man plays his cell phone in a indifferent way.

"Oh, your mother is confused. Are you confused? Yes, you are ill, but it doesn't prevent you from leaving offspring for your enemies. That wind clear rain has already left your heart, really not worth your good to him. You listen to uncle, while the body is OK, quickly find a woman, have a child, leave some blood for yourself. "

"Uncle, I have no plan to stay."

"You can't give up on your own! After you don't stay, do you think the enemy will finally come to the wind Qinglin hand? So many relatives of the enemy, especially those who have fought against them, are the enemies of the enemy, especially those who are cold headed and green like fengqinglin? "

The old man said this suddenly sighed and said, "I know, you don't want to drag on a good girl. That's not as good as that. I'll help you find a surrogate. A good idea. You can be relieved if you stay in your father's spring. "