Chapter 34
Xiaohua arrived quickly. She helped Ji Zhiqi organize the medicine and filled the refrigerator with food.
"Brother Qi, the third episode of the show has been recorded, and we will start preparing for the next concert. The preliminary preparations have been completed." Xiaohua reported the work progress and looked at Ji Zhiqi's pale face worriedly.
Ji Zhiqi finished taking the medicine and nodded, "Xiaohua, thank you."
Xiaohua's eyes were red as she shook her head. "Brother Qi, you gave me this job, paid me such a high salary, and also sponsored my sister's schooling and gave us an apartment in the school district. So you are the one who deserves my gratitude the most."
Ji Zhiqi reached out and touched Xiaohua's head. "Add Sister Wen Na's contact information so you can get familiar with each other in advance. You can go to her place later. She is a very good person. You don't have to worry about not having time to take care of your sister."
Xiaohua couldn't hold back her tears and shed them. "Brother Qi, have you made plans for me so early? You never think about yourself."
Ji Zhiqi's smile was still as beautiful as ever, but with a hint of weariness that was barely noticeable. "Pack your things first and get ready for your flight tomorrow morning."
Xiaohua wiped away her tears, nodded, and began to pack her luggage.
At the same time, Song Shiyu had already arrived at the company.
The first thing he did was to find Xiaoxi.
"Xiao Xi, I want to transform the remaining empty rooms in the apartment into a professional practice room with the most complete recording equipment. Please contact the decoration team. I want the best team, the fastest speed, and the most complete equipment." Song Shiyu instructed.
Xiaoxi was a little confused, "Okay, Mr. Song, I'll contact them right away." She took action immediately.
Song Shi and had three meetings in the afternoon.
The first two meetings were unimportant. He listened to the report absent-mindedly, with Ji Zhiqi's figure in his mind.
The last meeting is very important, as it is a business report for the entire quarter.
In the conference room, heads of various departments took turns to report.
Song Shiyu listened attentively and took notes in his notebook from time to time.
After the Director of the Artist Management Department finished reporting on the recent artist operations, Song Shiyu frowned. "Director Li, I've reviewed Lin Yue's new drama's promotional plan. The popularity data is 20 percentage points lower than expected. What's the problem?"
Director Li was a little nervous: "Boss Song, it's mainly because other top stars announced their relationships at the same time, which took away most of the trending search spots. We..."
Song Shiyu raised his hand to interrupt him: "The market won't give us the opportunity to make excuses. What I want is a solution. What is your adjusted promotional strategy?"
"We plan to increase our offline promotion budget and contact the platform to get more recommended spots..."
"What's the specific plan?" Song Shiyu's voice was calm and powerful. "Which platform? When will it be launched? How much exposure is expected to be increased?"
Director Li's forehead was covered with beads of sweat. "This... the details are still being discussed with the platform."
Song Shiyu's gaze swept across the room. "Everyone, the attention economy in the entertainment industry is fleeting. I need you to submit a detailed contingency plan by Friday, including specific cooperation platforms, promotional timelines, and expected data. If you need to mobilize resources from other departments, please let us know now. Our goal is to increase the popularity of the new drama by 30 percentage points before it premieres. Can you do it?"
"Yes! We will re-plan it immediately!" Director Li assured quickly.
Song Shiyu Zhuanzhuan Content Production Director asked: "Director Wang, how is the casting for the Dawn project progressing?"
"The main roles have been basically confirmed, but the second female lead is still under consideration. The team is divided on whether to use a newcomer with strong acting skills but weaker popularity, or an actor with strong acting skills but lesser recognition."
Song Shiyu thought for a moment and said, "I want to see the audition tape. Traffic can be generated in the short term, but acting skills determine the reputation of the work. What Shi Guang produces must be high-quality."
"Understood. I'll send the audition video to your office this afternoon."
After the meeting, Song Shiyu returned to the office, rubbed his temples tiredly, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, and overlooked the city view.
At the same time, Ji Zhiqi was sorting things out at home.
He took out a notebook from the bottom of the drawer and opened it. Inside was recorded all the words he wanted to say to Song Shiyu - those farewells and blessings that he didn't dare to say to his face.
He picked up a pen and wrote on a new page: "To Ah Yu..."
The tip of the pen rustled on the paper, like a whisper between lovers, or a prelude to an impending separation.
Ji Zhiqi wrote very slowly, carefully considering each word, as if he wanted to pour all his love and reluctance into it.
After writing the letter, he carefully sealed it and placed it in an inconspicuous place.
Then he picked up the phone, looked at Song Shiyu's smiling face, and said softly, "I'm sorry, Ah Yu."
His eyes fell on the medicine bottle on the table with a complicated expression.
The medicines could no longer control his condition, but he had to maintain the illusion that everything was normal in front of Song Shiyu.
In the evening, Song Shiyu went home early from get off work.
As soon as he entered the door, he smelled the fragrance coming from the kitchen.
"It smells so good," he walked into the kitchen and looked at Ji Zhiqi who was cooking, "What delicious food are you making?"
"Your favorite braised pork ribs," Ji Zhiqi tilted his head, still with that charming smile on his face, "Why are you here so early today?"
"I missed you," Song Shiyu said honestly, resting his chin on Ji Zhiqi's shoulder, "and my waist is still sore. I have to come back and hold the culprit accountable."
Ji Zhiqi chuckled, "Okay, I'll give you a massage tonight."
During dinner, Song Shiyu mentioned the renovation of the practice room.
"I've converted the remaining empty rooms into practice rooms so you can practice at home."
Ji Zhiqi was stunned for a moment, a complicated look flashed in his eyes, but he quickly returned to normal, "How thoughtful, Ah Yu."
Song Shiyu's ears lit up when he heard "Ayu, I always think carefully about you." Song Shiyu smiled and picked up a piece of pork ribs and put it in Ji Zhiqi's bowl.
After dinner, the two of them sat on the balcony hugging each other and watched the night view.
The city lights were as bright as the stars, and the evening breeze gently brushed their cheeks.
"Ayu." Ji Zhiqi suddenly spoke, his voice as gentle as the evening breeze, "You must always be safe and happy."
Song Shiyu was amused by this nonsensical remark. He turned around and pecked Ji Zhiqi on the lips. "Why are you suddenly saying this? Haven't we always been peaceful and happy?"
Ji Zhiqi looked at his bright smile, his heart ached, but he also raised the corner of his mouth, "Yes, we will always be like this."
That's enough.
Ji Zhiqi thought about it and slowly closed his eyes.
"Oh, right," Song Shiyu suddenly remembered something and raised his head from Ji Zhiqi's arms, "I'm going on a business trip to City B next week to discuss a cooperative project. I'll be gone for about three days, so I might not be able to watch you record the show."
Ji Zhiqi's fingers tightened unconsciously. "Three days... But it's very close, only 40 minutes' drive away."
"Can't bear to leave me?" Song Shiyu raised his eyebrows proudly, and his fingertips gently stroked Ji Zhiqi's Adam's apple.
Ji Zhiqi grabbed his rebellious hand, placed it on his lips and kissed it softly, "Yes."
This answer made Song Shiyu very satisfied, "You are preparing for the concert recently, right?"
"Yes, we've finished recording this episode." Ji Zhiqi looked at him with a smile, "We're about to prepare for the concert."
Song Shiyu felt a pang of heartache in his heart. He buried himself in Ji Zhiqi's arms again, his voice muffled in the other's clothes: "Ji Zhiqi, why are you busier than me..."
Ji Zhiqi didn't answer, but just hugged the person in his arms tighter.
The stars in the night sky twinkle quietly, witnessing this deep and persistent love.
It was late at night. Ji Zhiqi looked at Song Shiyu who was sleeping in his arms, and gently traced his eyebrows and eyes with his fingertips, as if he wanted to engrave this man's appearance in his heart forever.
"No matter what," he said very softly, his voice almost melting into the night, "I want you to be safe and happy forever, and live a long life."
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