Tong Jian’s text message came back quickly, and he was very alert: Why are you calling him Brother Lan? Are you still holding a grudge against him for taking your chance?
Xie Yang felt that it was a miracle that Tong Jian had been able to survive safely in the entertainment industry in recent years, and typed back: I don’t bear any grudges. Please ask Ke Lan if he wants IUD to end in a perfect and glorious way. If so, please send me a message each before 8 o'clock tomorrow night. No more messages after this date.
The words "perfect and glorious" stimulated Tong Jian greatly. He quickly sent a bunch of text messages, asking Jie Yang what he meant and what he wanted to do.
Xie Yang was going to ignore it, but he didn't expect Tong Jian to not know how to be tactful and know when to stop. He could text messages by himself for more than 20 minutes. In the end, he was really annoyed and replied: Do you know that if I sell these text messages you sent me to the media, IUD will be completely finished? Let’s talk about it in detail when we meet, OK?
Tong Jian suddenly became quiet.
Xie Yang breathed a sigh of relief and leaned back on the sofa, ready to catch up on some sleep.
Just as he was about to fall asleep, his cell phone rang again. Tong Jian sent a weak text message: Name your price, how much do you want in exchange for not selling the text message? I have saved some money over the years, and I will pay any amount as long as it doesn't implicate Brother Lan. Please don’t sell these text messages, I beg you...I beg you.
“……”This idiot.
Xie Yang muted his phone and threw it aside, then turned over, leaned against the sofa and closed his eyes.
After dozing for less than an hour, Xie Yang was awakened by the sound of the door opening. He opened his eyes and turned his head, just in time to meet Qiu Xing's gaze as he came out of the inner room.
"You woke up at the right time." Qiu Xing closed the office door, "Pack up and get ready to leave."
Xie Yang was sensitive enough to notice that Qiu Xing's tone was somewhat different from before, so he asked, "Are you in a bad mood?"
Qiu Xing paused while taking some information from the bookshelf, turned around to look at him, and ignored him.
I am in a bad mood indeed. Xie Yang tactfully stopped asking questions, put away his phone and sheet music, stuffed them into his backpack, stood up and said, "I'm ready, let's go."
The two went downstairs and got into the car. After Qiu Xing got in, he closed his eyes and rested. Xie Yang was happy to be alone and took out his cell phone to check Weibo.
Just like the plot of the original book, the heroine has once again dominated the hot searches on Weibo. The photo of the heroine kneeling on the ground to save people is passionately flooding the screen. The fans of the heroine, who have been suppressed for a day, are happily criticizing the haters and can't stop slapping their faces.
Xie Yang clicked on the heroine's Weibo and found that in just one day, the heroine had gained hundreds of thousands of followers.
"Do you have a place to live in City B?"
Xie Yang came back to his senses and turned his head to look at Qiu Xing. Seeing that his eyes were still closed, he retracted his gaze and exited the female protagonist's Weibo. While searching for the IUD members' Weibo, he replied, "The company has dormitories, but I'm planning to buy a house."
Qiu Xing uttered a “hmm” sound.
Xie Yang clicked on Mo Bin’s Weibo.
Mo Bin’s latest Weibo post was posted last night, with nine selfies attached. The text reads: I’ve finished recording and returned to City B. I have to get up early tomorrow to meet up with my brothers. I’m very tired, but I will persevere [fist][fist][fist].
Several people were tagged in this Weibo post, all of whom were regular guests on his reality show, and he didn't mention IUD at all.
Xie Yang raised an eyebrow and clicked on the comment below.
The first three hot comments were all flattering words like “I feel sorry for my brother”, “Come on brother”, “Brother is awesome”, etc. But when it came to the fourth one, a discordant comment appeared.
Talented in both civil and military affairs: It’s all because of that reservist. My brother was delayed there for an extra day and now he doesn’t even have time to rest. All those sudden emergencies are fake! I have a classmate who is a staff member of S City TV Station. She said that the reservist performed terribly on the show and was pretending to be sick so as not to look too embarrassed after the show was broadcast.
Under this comment, many fans of Mo Bin advised this fan not to talk nonsense, to prove his point, and not to make rumors out of thin air. They also expressed their anticipation for the show to be broadcast and the newcomers’ official debut. Some other "passers-by" expressed their "neutrality" and said that if the revelations were true, then IUD's newcomers were too unpresentable.
Xie Yang smelled the scent of Rhythm Storm, and went to check Tong Jian and Ke Lan's Weibo respectively. Sure enough, under their latest Weibo posts, he saw fans asking about faking illness.
"Are you ready to continue being an artist?"
Xie Yang paused while scrolling through Weibo, and simply closed Weibo. He looked at Qiu Xing and replied, "More than that."
Qiu Xing finally opened his eyes, squinted at him, and snorted, "Why not just?"
"That's not what you need to know right now."
"What a good one. I don't need to know." Qiu Xing's mood seemed to have improved again. He said slowly, "Then when can I know?"
"When I need your help."
Qiu Xing was stunned for a moment, then he laughed, and as he laughed he leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes, slowly slowed down his breathing, and said: "Really? Then I'll wait..." His voice gradually became lower, and the sunlight swept in from the window, covering him, but it could not warm his pale face, nor fade the dark shadows under his eyes.
This is a terminally ill patient who is very tired and severely sleep-deprived.
Xie Yang lowered his gaze to Qiu Xing's bony hands, looked at the unhealthy dark nails, bent down and took out the blanket that he had covered himself with before, raised his hand, and threw it on Qiu Xing.
Qiu's mother is in poor health and has been living in a nursing home for nearly a year, where she is carefully cared for by a professional team. The distance from the city to the sanatorium is quite far, and there was a traffic jam on the road. By the time Qiu Xing and Jie Yang arrived at the sanatorium, it was already completely dark.
Qiu Xing slept all the way and only opened his eyes when he reached the gate. He noticed the blanket on his body, was stunned for a moment, and threw it away with a low sneer: "Mind your own business."
Xie Yang was playing with his phone and ignored him.
The car stopped in an open-air parking lot deep inside the sanatorium. The two got out one after another and walked towards a cozy little building surrounded by flowers, plants and trees not far away.
"Be obedient for a while." Qiu Xing stepped on the street light spots cut by the leaves. "Don't make her feel uncomfortable. She doesn't have much time left."
Xie Yang looked up and discovered that when viewed against the light, Qiu Xing was really thin.
In the original plot, Qiu's mother died in February of the next year, which is less than half a year ago.
He gently stepped on the huddled shadow under Qiu Xing's feet and nodded: "Okay."
On the terrace on the second floor of the small building, the gray-haired Qiu's mother leaned in a rocking chair, rocking slowly while staring blankly at the stars in the sky.
Qiu Xing walked over lightly, squatted beside her, and asked with a smile: "The stars are so beautiful? You always look at them every time you come here."
Qiu's mother turned her head to look at him, smiled before she spoke, raised her hand and touched his hair: "Come on, have you had dinner?"
"I ate it. Uncle Liao made those pig food for me every day. I lost my appetite just by looking at it."
"Don't be picky, Xiao Liao is doing this for your own good."
Qiu Xing pulled down her hand and shook it, then stood up and sat on the chair next to her, waving at Jie Yang.
Xie Yang cooperated and walked over to stand beside Qiu Xing, and politely greeted Qiu's mother who was looking over: "Hello, auntie, I am Xie Yang."
Qiu's mother looked at him carefully for a while and asked, "How is Ah Xing?"
Xie Yang replied honestly: "It's OK, he has a bad temper, but he's OK with me."
Qiu's mother smiled and waved at him.
Xie Yang didn't quite understand what this waving of the hand meant. Was it to let him go?
He looked at Qiu Xing.
Qiu Xing was also looking at Jie Yang with a strange expression. When he saw Jie Yang looking at him, he suddenly changed his expression to one of disdain and impatience, and scolded: "Don't you understand? My mother asked you to leave. Go wait for me in the car, don't run around. You are so stupid day by day."
“…”
Xie Yang didn't understand what was wrong with Qiu Xing, so he didn't bother to pay attention to him. He politely said goodbye to Qiu's mother and turned to leave.
After Xie Yang left, Qiu's mother asked, "You don't hate him, do you?"
Qiu Xing didn't answer. He reached out and pulled the blanket for her, then changed the subject, "Qinglin had a minor car accident a few days ago. His head was broken, but he's fine. He was driving the car I gave him, and the cause of the accident was a problem with the car's brakes. When I went to see him before, he tried to test whether I liked men."
Mother Qiu's face turned cold: "The Feng family is really calculating. Qinglin used to admire you and get close to you, but now he has learned to test you."
"I think this is not bad. Qinglin was too rigid and too bloodless before, and he couldn't accomplish anything great. After the car accident this time, he seems to be doing better. I heard that he plans to leave the Feng family and start his own company."
Qiu's mother's expression looked better.
"People are forced to grow up." Qiu Xing said with relief, "Business is like a battlefield, the strong prey on the weak, and the fittest survive. Qinglin used to be too soft-hearted and had too many concerns, but now he even dares to test me. Maybe if I push him a little harder, he will truly grow up."
"What about you?" Qiu's mother held his hand tightly. "He has grown up, what about you?"
"Me?" Qiu Xing raised his hand to tidy up her hair that was messed up by the wind, and smiled gently, "I'll accompany you to watch the stars."
Qiu's mother threw his hand away forcefully: "I didn't find you a companion just to have you accompany me to watch the stars! The child of the Xie family looks better than the rumors say, and he belongs to the water element, so he will definitely bring you good luck, and you will definitely get better..."
Her voice suddenly became unclear, and the clear and calm on her face was replaced by dullness and doubt. She grabbed Qiu Xing's hand again and said like Xianglin Sao: "Ah Xing, go find your sister. She was deceived by the Feng family. She is not living well. And Xiao Qinglin, go find them..."
"I'm looking for it." Qiu Xing was already used to her intermittent confusion. He patted her back soothingly and leaned over to put his arm around her shoulders. "I'm looking for it. I'll find it soon."
…
Xie Yang discovered that Qiu Xing's mood became worse after leaving the nursing home, and it was very obvious that he was in a worse mood.
As soon as the car arrived in the city, Qiu Xing asked the driver to stop the car and send Jie Yang off.
Xie Yang opened the door and got out of the car, then turned around to discuss with Qiu Xing: "Next time you need to see me for something, can you tell me in advance? I will be very busy in the coming period. If you come to me suddenly like you did these two times, I may not have time to come out to see you."
Qiu Xing sneered: "You dare not see me. Zhou Miao, drive!"
The car sped away, then reversed back a minute later.
"I see other artists have assistants, but you have no one around you. What a shame! Wu Shui, you should follow Jie Yang from now on."
The car drove away again.
Xie Yang looked at the bodyguard Wu Shui who was thrown out of the car. Wu Shui smiled awkwardly and tried to promote himself: "Mr. Xie, actually I..."
"Shut up." Xie Yang took off the backpack from his shoulder and threw it into Wu Shui's hand, and asked, "Will you look at houses? I want to buy a house as soon as possible."
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
