Qiu Xing became so angry that he locked himself in the study on the second floor as soon as he returned home.
Zhou Miao looked at Xie Yang crying without tears.
Xie Yang looked back: "What's the matter?"
"Little boss, why do you deliberately piss off your boss. Divorce means you can leave..."
"Marriage can just end and then end, why can't you just say divorce and divorce? Besides, divorce does not mean that I will leave. I am very willing to continue doing it with Qiu Xing—"
"What are you doing?" Qiu Xing asked gloomily when he appeared on the stairs on the second floor.
Xie Yang looked up at Qiu Xing, and decisively changed his words: "Be a friend."
Qiu Xing looked at Xie Yang with deep eyes.
"Not a friend, at least a business partner and a roommate." Xie Yang asked sincerely, "So is there any discussion about the continuous power outage?"
Qiu Xing didn't speak for a long time, looked up and down Xie Yang, coldly curled his lips, and said every word: "No discussion. Xie Yang, it's impossible to stay up late with me for a lifetime." After speaking, he strode back. The study room.
Xie Yang asked Zhou Miao, "Is the building behind you cut off at night?"
Zhou Miao's body shook, he nodded quickly, nodded vigorously, and stepped back slowly: "Broken, broken! It will break like here! And, and my room is very small, I can't take you in." Run away like a butt.
Desperate accommodation life.
Xie Yang confessed his fate and went back to the room.
During lunch, Qiu Xing suddenly changed his words and said, "Weekends can continue."
Xie Yang had a meal with chopsticks, suspecting that he had heard it wrong, and asked, "What did you say?"
Qiu Xing has eaten up. He put down his chopsticks, wiped his mouth and got up, looked at Xie Yang condescendingly, and said, "If I find you staying up again..."
Xie Yang followed the good and the flow: "Then you continue to cut off the power."
Qiu Xing was satisfied, turned to leave, walked two steps and then stopped, and asked: "Do you know the season that you sang with... the female star named Mu Zhouyi?"
The heroine actually attracted the attention of Xing Xing.
"I don't understand. Do you need me to find out for you?"
Qiu Xing actually thought about it very seriously, then shook his head and said coldly: "Forget it, if Qinglin can't even see a woman, then I don't have to worry about it for him." After that, he really left.
Xie Yang watched Qiu Xing leave, and slowly relaxed his chopsticks.
Now Qiu Xing is willing to let the protagonist go on his own, and he no longer pays attention to who is around the protagonist... The wings of the butterfly finally begin to play a role in the main storyline.
…
In the afternoon, Xie Yang, who was in a very good mood, went to meet Ji Zehui, who was in a bad mood, and changed his mind. He suggested that Ji Zehui climb up from wherever he fell, and then record a solo version of "Angry Wave", let those who are because of " "Rage Waves" questioned those who sang Ji Zehui, and there is no doubt because of "Rage Waves".
Ji Zehui really wanted to slap those who questioned his singing skills, and readily accepted understanding Yang's suggestion.
"Then let's just start with that sentence, and be mentally prepared. Since I am helping you record the song, then you have to listen to me all. I am very strict. Don't complain for a while."
Ji Zehui sneered inwardly, how strict the requirements can be, is there any abnormal strictness of Long Shuyou
Three hours later, Ji Zehui found that he was too naive. If Nagarjuna is a picky pervert, then Xie Yang is a picky devil!
Xie Yang squeezed the recording engineer away, and said coldly to Ji Zehui in the recording room: "What did you sing just now? Are you sung by the country! Did you sing too much and forgot how to use your voice and start over!"
Ji Zehui took a deep breath: "Xie Yang, don't be too-"
"Think of those on the Internet who scold you and question your singing skills, think of all your competitors. They are now trying their best to drag you into the mud and want you to fall from the altar. "It’s like the waves trying to overturn people. Tell me, do you want to be crushed by them, beaten by them, and stepped on by them?"
Ji Zehui clenched his fists hard.
"Come over, start!"
Ji Zehui listened to the urgent prelude to almost vomiting, thinking of the abuse and questioning on the Internet, thinking of the vicious words of those black fans, and looking at Xie Yang's unbeaten face outside, only felt that there was a gas in his chest that quickly swelled, and he raised his hand to hold it. Hold the microphone, close your eyes and open your voice.
-No! No one can pull him down!
Ji Zehui sang "Angry Wave" in one go, full of emotion, skilled and highly infectious.
Xiao Jin just came over to look for Ji Zehui when something happened. Hearing Ji Zehui's singing, his face showed a dazed expression.
The music stopped, Ji Zehui slumped on the chair, sweaty, but his expression was cheerful.
Xie Yang raised his hands and slapped his palms twice, and said, "Perfect, it's over. Take a break and record "One Sword Ping Chunqiu" for a while."
Ji Zehui completely relaxed his body and almost slipped to the ground.
Xie Yang walked in, stood in front of Ji Zehui, and asked, "Does it feel good to be devoted to singing?"
Ji Zehui slowly adjusted his breathing without speaking.
"When Xu Chenhao decided to retreat behind the scenes, he told me that the prosperous and charming eyes in front of the stage, he was afraid that he would stay in front of the stage and would never be able to write good tunes. Ji Zehui, now I will give you this sentence, The bustling in front of the stage is indeed a cause for people to linger, but don't let down your voice."
When Xie Yang left the recording studio, Ji Zehui suddenly raised his hand and wiped his face.
Xiao Jin pushed the door in one step later, looked at Ji Zehui in amazement, and said, "Zehui, you should really listen to the "Raging Wave" you just sang. It's great. I haven't heard you make such a perfect sound in years. ."
Ji Zehui didn't speak.
"I just talked with the sound engineer, and he said that Xie Yang is very professional, more professional than him. I am now very thankful that we have not continued to reconcile Xie Yang as an enemy, and I am very grateful to have this cooperation with Xie Yang." Xiao Jin squatted down. He looked at each other with Ji Zehui and said seriously, "Zehui, no matter how you look at it, I hope you can handle the relationship with Xie Yang in the future."
The recording of "Yi Jian Ping Chun Qiu" was much smoother than that of "Angry Waves". Ji Zehui's emotions suddenly settled down, and every sentence he sang was serious, even if it was not perfect, he could hear his intentions.
Xie Yang raised his eyebrows slightly and smiled.
After all the songs were recorded, Ji Zehui offered to invite Xie Yang to dinner.
Xie Yang refused, saying that he would go home and eat with his family.
"Wait a minute." Ji Zehui took out his phone again, "you are a newcomer and probably don't understand it. If you want to break the rumor, it's best to take a photo?"
Xie Yang looked at Ji Zehui's dry expression and nodded.
Xiao Jin took the phone to take a group photo of the two of them. Ji Zehui raised his hand to take Xie Yang's shoulder, but was disgusted by Xie Yang and shaken away.
Ji Zehui: "..."
After taking the photo, Ji Zehui sent Xie Yang away. The recording place was in a studio under Huangtian. When they arrived at the parking lot, they happened to ran into another row of Huangtian people coming down from the elevator next door.
Ji Zehui looked over, then frowned and said with bad luck.
Xie Yang followed Ji Zehui’s sight, and saw a tall and thin man with a woman in a long skirt walking up and down, and the woman in the long skirt next to the tall and thin man... The hostess, it’s a coincidence, you shouldn’t be taking care of it. Is Feng Qinglin
The man and the heroine also saw Ji Zehui and Xie Yang. The heroine was stunned, her eyes fell on Xie Yang, and the man's eyes fell on Ji Zehui. He proactively said hello: "Ze Hui, I heard that you have two big endorsements. It's going to be pornographic, what's going on, so careless."
Ji Zehui counterattacked with a cold face: "Yuan Pang, I heard that the theme song you sang for the new film directed by Hu Zheng was criticized by movie fans as a drama. What's the matter, you don't want to say goodbye to the movie theme song circle."
The thin and tall man Yuan Pang faintly smiled: "Zehui, everyone is in the same company, so it's not good for you."
Ji Zehui sneered and said nothing.
The hostess Mu Zhouyi hurriedly made peace with Xi Mu, and then greeted Ji Zehui: "Brother Ji, it's a coincidence that I ran into it here." Then he looked at Xie Yang and nodded as a greeting.
Low and soft, with a little deserted female voice in the empty basement, the voice is not loud, but it seems to be straight into the eardrum of a person.
Xie Yang moved his finger, raised his hand to press the hat on his head, and nodded to the hostess.
This voice... It should have been nourished by golden fingers.
Ji Zehui should have some face-to-face friendship with the heroine. Hearing this, he curtailed his expression and exchanged greetings with the heroine. Xie Yang learned from the conversation between the two that the reason why the heroine Mu Zhouyi and Yuan Pang appeared here was because they agreed to be the protagonist of Yuan Pang's new song.
Yuan Pang's gaze suddenly moved to understand Yang, took a look carefully, and asked, "Are you Xie Yang?"
Xie Yang nodded politely: "Hello, Senior Yuan."
Yuan Pang's gaze shifted between Xie Yang and Ji Zehui, smiling vaguely, and said, "Good for you."
The two parties finished their greetings, dispersed and prepared to leave. Don't know if it was a coincidence or something, Mu Zhouyi, who was walking next to Yuan Pang, suddenly walked to an assistant who was on Xie Yang's side.
Xie Yang put his hand in his pocket, which was originally hanging on his side.
In the next second, Mu Zhouyi didn't pay attention when pulling the bag, waved his hand to understand Yang's clothes. And if Xie Yang didn't put his hand in his pocket, Mu Zhouyi's hand should just hit Xie Yang's hand.
Xie Yang clearly felt a strange wave propagating from the place where he was hit, and the core of his ability that he had not been able to sense after passing through suddenly flashed a trace, and his brain suddenly fainted.
Xie Yang stopped instantly and looked sideways at Mu Zhouyi.
"Sorry, I hit you." Mu Zhouyi was full of apologetics and his expression was perfect.
Xie Yang slowly suppressed his emotions and said, "It's okay." He tightened his fingers, turned and walked away.
…
After dinner, Xie Yang did not return to the room, but went to find a place by the lake with lots of water and grass, squatted down and pulled out a piece of grass and held it in his hand. But no matter how he reacted, the core of the power no longer reacted.
Hallucinations
Xie Yang sat on the ground, raised his hand to hold his forehead, frowning slightly.
Not very similar.
But the awakening and upgrading of the power will not cause sudden dizziness, but will only continue to have a high fever, so his dizziness should be affected by the heroine's golden finger. But he obviously didn't let the heroine touch the skin at the time.
Also, did the hostess try to touch him before to give him a good impression? why
"What are you doing here?"
Xie Yang returned to his senses and looked behind him.
Standing behind Xie Yang, Qiu Xing turned his head back, and threw the jacket in his hands directly onto the body.
Xie Yang pulled down his jacket, put it on consciously, and patted the ground beside him: "Sit."
Qiu Xing glanced disgustingly at the grass that was already dry and yellow, walked to Xie Yang and stood still, put his right hand in his pants pocket, and took out a bag of fish feed.
Xie Yang stretched out his hand unceremoniously.
"... You have a thick-skinned face." Qiu Xing poured a little fish feed into his hand and warned, "You are not allowed to grab food with the fish."
Xie Yang smiled and felt that sitting and feeding the fish was inconvenient, so he stood up, walked to the lake and threw some fish feed in. Soon fish swam over, and the red and white fish scales glowed with a metallic cold luster under the light of the lake, very beautiful.
Qiu walked up to Xie Yang and threw some fish feed into the lake.
Neither of them spoke. After a while, Xie Yang said, "I saw Mu Zhouyi today."
Qiu Xing's action of throwing fish fodder for a while.
"At that time, Ji Zehui and I had just finished recording the song and went downstairs. She and another Huangtian singer also went downstairs. Everyone met in the parking lot. Ji Zehui met them and stopped and said a few words. She should have recognized me. By the way, when we talked to Feng Qinglin that day, she was hiding at the top of the stairs."
Qiu Xing didn't speak, his eyes shone in the water, and he couldn't see the emotions inside.
Xie Yang wanted to say two more bad things about the heroine, but after thinking about it, he swallowed, and said: "Ji Zehui may know something about Mu Zhouyi. If you are interested, I can ask you about it."
"No need." Qiu Xing refused, and sprinkled all the fish feed into the lake. "No need."