Chapter 36


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Ji Zehui ran away again.

Xie Yang performed a freeze-stand at the right moment, then put away the music score and sat back in the corner.

The cameraman who was filming the scene couldn't bear to watch it anymore and couldn't help but comfort him, "Teacher Jie, your adaptation is great! Teacher Ji... Teacher Ji must be too excited, so he should go out and calm down."

Xie Yang smiled at the photographer: "I understand, thank you."

About half an hour later, Long Shuyou suddenly sent a WeChat message.

Long Shuyou: Ji Zehui asked to replace the guest singer, and I asked the program director to refuse. Ji Zehui is arguing with his agent now.

Xie Yang became interested and asked: What are they arguing about?

It took Longshuyou more than ten minutes to reply.

Long Shuyou: Ji Zehui’s agent wants Ji Zehui to use your adaptation directly and work with you to record this episode smoothly. Ji Zehui didn't want to.

Long Shuyou: Now Ji Zehui has compromised and is willing to cooperate with you. But the two started arguing again about the choice of songs. Ji Zehui wanted to sing "Raging Waves", and felt it would be embarrassing to be overshadowed by you when singing "A Sword to Peace the Spring and Autumn" with you. The agent thinks that "A Sword to Peace the Spring and Autumn Period" can help Ji Zehui earn sentimental points, and thinks that Ji Zehui cannot handle your adaptation of "Raging Waves".

Long Shuyou: The agent also advised Ji Zehui not to be too serious, and that if he wanted to punish you, he could just tamper with the editing. Two disgusting guys.

Xie Yang types: How do you know so much? Are you eavesdropping?

Nagarjuna: My assistant is eavesdropping.

Xie Yang smiled and asked: Then who do you think will win the argument?

Long Shuyou sent a pig head emoticon.

Ten minutes later, Ji Zehui came back. His attitude suddenly became extremely kind and gentle, and just as Nagarjuna had guessed, he "reluctantly" decided to sing "Raging Waves" anyway.

Xie Yang confirmed: "Are we really going to sing "Raging Waves"? We haven't practiced this song much. We have to meet the band teacher in the afternoon and rehearse in the evening. We don't have much time to get used to it."

Ji Zehui said with a look of "I'll work harder then" "It's okay, we can work together with the band teacher. I'll take care of the high notes of 'Raging Waves', and you can sing the low notes. We can each sing the parts we are good at, and we can work together quickly."

The adapted version of "Raging Waves" has a lot of high notes, which requires a very high level of vocal stability when singing. Although it sounds like it is easier to sing than the original version, it is actually not easy to sing well and express emotion.

Xie Yang said meaningfully: "Teacher Ji, do you want to sing all the high notes?"

Ji Zehui pretended to be easy to talk to and replied, "Of course not. We can sing the chorus of the last verse together, so we only need to work on this part. What do you think?"

Xie Yang was very satisfied and said, "Teacher Ji, you have thought it through very carefully. Let's do as you say."

The song selection and arrangement plan was finalized. Next, Xie Yang concentrated on writing the adapted score of "Raging Waves", while Ji Zehui acted like a mentor, standing beside Xie Yang and giving him instructions.

The morning passed quickly, and after lunch, the two of them rushed to meet the band teacher with the music scores.

The afternoon run-in went quite smoothly. The band teachers were all professional and became familiar with the music scores very quickly. Ji Zehui himself has certain abilities. Although his first one or two singing were not very good, he performed brilliantly after getting into the state.

After practicing for an entire afternoon, Xie Yang still looked relaxed, but the back of Ji Zehui's shirt was soaked with sweat and his throat sounded tired.

Seeing this, the band leader advised: "Teacher Ji, you should take a break. We have almost gotten used to each other."

Ji Zehui glanced at Jie Yang, who looked calm and composed, and drank some water to moisten his throat. Although he was holding his breath, he did not try to be stubborn and nodded to rest.

At 7:30 in the evening, the rehearsal officially began.

Xie Yang met the production team of "Who is the King of Singers", which included the program director, editor, host, other guests, and other guests' helpers... Except for the commentary guests, basically everyone who needed to be present for the formal recording was there, and it was quite lively.

Ji Zehui seemed like a different person now. He talked to this person and greeted that person with a smile, looking like a very popular and powerful person. Compared with Ji Zehui, Xie Yang's side seemed very deserted, and basically not many people took the initiative to talk to Xie Yang.

After hanging out for a while, Ji Zehui ran back to Xie Yang, who was sitting alone in a corner flipping through the rehearsal schedule, and said hypocritically, "Having ability doesn't mean you will succeed. Xiao Jie, you still have a lot to learn."

Xie Yang agreed: "Teacher Ji is right, and fortunately I have more than just ability."

"..." Ji Zehui held his breath and continued to hang out.

The broadcast duration of "Who is the King of Singers" is one and a half hours, and the formal recording takes about three or four hours. The rehearsal is simpler than the formal recording, but it still takes more than two hours.

After Xie Yang finished flipping through the process chart, he walked out of the guest singer lounge while the other party was struggling with a lighting problem, found a quiet corner, took out his cell phone and called Qiu Xing.

Qiu Xing answered the call immediately but didn't say anything.

Xie Yang said: "I was rehearsing. It should have been past ten o'clock when I finished rehearsal. I should have been home around twelve o'clock."

"Tell me what this is for."

"I was afraid you might think I ran away, so I gave you a shot of prevention."

The two were relatively quiet.

Xie Yang thought for a moment and said, "Someone praised me for my handsome outfit again today."

"Jie Yang."

"Um?"

"Don't talk to me about these meaningless topics."

"I'll hang up then. You should go to bed early." Xie Yang was about to put down his phone.

"Let's go to Rongding after the rehearsal."

Xie Yang put the phone that he had moved away to his ear again and asked, "What are you doing there?"

Qiu Xing didn't answer and just hung up the phone.

Ji Zehui had good luck in the draw and got the second performance. The two of them quickly went on stage and sang "Raging Waves" formally with the lighting on the stage. Perhaps the one afternoon's running-in had paid off, as the result of this audition was surprisingly good. Ji Zehui performed stably and even made some breakthroughs.

The director and host who heard the adapted version of "Raging Waves" for the first time were amazed and praised Ji Zehui and Jie Yang. A guest who came to the front desk to watch the fun even howled, "No more playing, no more playing, the first place in the next episode will definitely be Zehui, everyone go home."

Ji Zehui was very happy and accepted their compliments one by one, without mentioning that the song was actually adapted by Jie Yang. Xie Yang did not try to steal the limelight and let Ji Zehui be happy.

When they were about to leave the recording site after the rehearsal, the program director suddenly found Jie Yang, gave him a business card, and said, "You performed well. You will have the opportunity to come to the program to play."

Xie Yang took the business card, smiled at the director, and said, "Sure."

When Xie Yang arrived at Rongding, it was almost half past ten in the evening. He looked towards the ninth floor of Rongding Building and took out his cell phone to call Qiu Xing.

"I have arrived."

"Go into the parking lot and let Wu Shui take you to the special elevator. I'll open the elevator permissions and you can come up by yourself."

Xie Yang put down his phone and asked Wu Shui to drive the car into the parking lot as Qiu Xing instructed.

Five minutes later, Xie Yang took a special elevator to the ninth floor of the Rongding headquarters building. The elevator door opened, revealing an office with a layout similar to that of the president's office of the Rongding branch in City S.

Qiu Xing, who was wearing a bathrobe, closed his eyes and leaned back on the sofa. When he heard the voice, he said directly: "Go take a shower."

At around ten o'clock in the evening, the young male college student was suddenly summoned to the villain boss' office. The lights were dim, and the boss was wearing a bathrobe and asked the male college student to take a shower.

Xie Yang walked out of the elevator and said, "I thought you knew I was selling my art but not my body."

Qiu Xing didn't understand at first, but when he realized what was going on, he immediately opened his eyes and looked at Jie Yang in disbelief: "What is on your mind - go take a shower! There's a folding bed in the lounge, it's already made up, go and sleep on it." After saying that, he got up and walked into the office, slamming the door.

“…”

Xie Yang suppressed his laughter, walked to the office door and knocked gently, then asked, "Qiu Xing, have you been waiting for me until now?"

There was no response from the room. It was so quiet that it seemed as if no one was there.

Xie Yang stood there for two seconds, then turned and left.

In the early morning, Xie Yang was awakened by the sound of slight footsteps outside. He followed the sound to the reception room, and found Qiu Xing standing in front of the water dispenser in the dim moonlight.

He turned on the light.

Qiu Xing, who was pressing his forehead with his hand, was blinded by the sudden light and covered his eyes. He frowned and looked over with a confused expression.

"Headache?"

The confusion on Qiu Xing's face quickly faded away. He put down his hands, bent down and poured water from a cup, and answered the question irrelevantly: "Did I wake you up?"

Xie Yang walked over and answered the question irrelevantly: "Are you having a headache and can't sleep?"

Qiu Xing said nothing, but picked up the poured water and drank it all.

"Do you need me to call a doctor?"

Qiu Xing still didn't say anything. He clenched the water cup expressionlessly, his face no longer covered by the usual mocking or cold expressions, and his sickly look became even more serious. A few seconds later, he suddenly raised his hand and pressed his forehead, calling out, "Jie Yang."

"Um?"

"Don't talk like my mom."

Xie Yang suspected that Qiu Xing was suffering from such a severe headache that he was losing consciousness. Just when he was considering whether to go back to his room to get his phone to call 120, Qiu Xing put his hand down again and said, "Don't think about calling a doctor, I'm not crazy."

Xie Yang retorted: "I didn't say you were crazy."

Qiu Xing smiled with an ambiguous tone and suddenly changed the subject, "You said you would stand by my side, but these past two days I have been thinking..." He turned the water cup, "Are you lying to me?"

He put down the cup and looked at Jie Yang: "Are you lying to me?"

Xie Yang replied: "I didn't lie to you."

"Do you have no one else to rely on except me?"

"No, I can rely on myself."

Qiu Xing's expression actually improved and he said, "Go to sleep. I won't wake you up again." After saying that, he raised his hand and gently covered Jie Yang's head, then turned and left.

Xie Yang watched Qiu Xing's figure disappear behind the door, then raised his head and touched his head. Somehow, he suddenly remembered the image of Qiu Xing stretching out his arms and holding Qiu's mother in his arms.

It's rare to see this man being soft.

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