Speaking of his hatred father who has been dead for many years, Qiu Xing's expression finally changed. His eyebrows were darkened, and just as he was about to speak, a familiar voice came from the door.
"What will you do after you stay, and make a small bargaining chip, so that you can grab the honor with your neighbors and relatives in the future?"
As soon as this was said, the atmosphere in the room froze immediately.
The old man's expression froze, then he sank, and looked up at where the sound was coming from. The young man who had been playing with the mobile phone finally put down the mobile phone and looked up.
Xie Yang slammed the door, took off his scarf and gloves as he strode into the living room, and then directly sat down on the armrest of the sofa beside Qiu Xing, threw the scarf and gloves to Qiu Xing, and took a sip of the tea in his hand. Then, I glanced at the two people on the opposite side, and they smiled politely, but they were talking towards Qiu Xing, saying: "Chou Xing, don’t you usually have a bad temper? Why do you expect you to hurry up? Your dead relatives come to add obstacles to you, but you have become the Buddha's temperament."
Qiu Xing looked straight to understand Yang for a while, suddenly laughed, took the tea cup in Xie Yang's hand, and said, "What do you do with cold tea."
He actually ignored the two people on the opposite side.
"Axing, who is this, don't you introduce me to my uncle?"
Only then did Qiu Xing look at the old man on the opposite side, and while gently rubbing the teacup, he introduced: "Uncle, this is Xie Yang, my mother picked the other half for me. Xie Yang, these two are my uncle respectively. Liu Jiang and cousin Liu Shixuan."
As soon as the other half was introduced, Liu Jiang's expression instantly changed, frowning and looking at Xie Yang, and said, "Your mother is really confused! Why did you pick it for you—"
"So what?" Xie Yang met Liu Jiang's gaze, and raised his eyebrows slightly. "No matter how I want to let Qiu Xing live, I am better than your uncle, who is hoping for the death of his nephew. Don't calculate it, Qiu. Xing will not die. Rongding is now hateful, and will only be hateful in the future. When Xing Xing dies, I immediately donate Rongding to the society. Don’t even think about the cheapness of Rongding. Accounted for."
Liu Jiang’s face became darker as he listened, and finally patted the sofa again, staring at Qiu Xing angrily: "Ahang, you can tolerate such a stubborn person to arrange me? Listen to what he said, you-"
"Uncle." Qiu Xing interrupted Liu Jiang, "Don't scold me in my place. You have also seen that my mother has already troubled me about my marriage, so I won't bother you. I don’t want surrogacy either. I will never have a baby in my life. It’s getting late, please go back."
Speaking of this, it is no different from tearing the face. Liu Jiang's expression was extremely ugly, and he stood up and said: "It's really kind to treat you as a donkey, Axing, how can outsiders treat you sincerely, don't believe the villain's remarks, the uncle said these are all for your own good, think about it yourself! Shixuan let's go!"
Liu Shixuan got up to support Liu Jiang when he heard the words, and turned his eyes around Xie Yang secretly.
The living room was quiet again, and the nanny brought the milk up.
Xie Yang took the milk, got up and sat down to the side of Qiu Xing.
Qiu Xing put down the teacup, folded the scarf and gloves on his leg and put it aside, and asked in a rare gentle tone: "Doesn't it mean that the genius is back?"
"I wanted to come back early and give you a surprise." Xie Yang took a sip of milk and looked up at the beautiful crystal chandelier above his head. "I didn't expect you to give me a surprise first. Carrying me on the phone during workdays? "
"..." Qiu Xing explained, "There is a special situation today. Relatives have come to the house."
"Do you call those who calculate you a relative?" Xie raised his eyebrows, "Qiu Xing, can you tolerate it unconditionally as long as you have a blood relationship with you?"
Qiu Xing leaned towards Xie Yang and said, "Are you angry?"
"you guess?"
"..."
Qiu Xing got up and walked to Xie Yang and sat down.
The distance between the two of them was shortened, almost touching their legs.
Xie Yang looked sideways at Qiu Xing.
"Not all people who are related to me will be unconditionally tolerated. The length of my patience with the Liu family depends on how long my mother can stay with me."
Xie Yang drank the milk in one sip, leaned forward and put the cup on the coffee table, holding Qiu Xing's hand.
Qiu Xing's fingers stiffened, but he didn't break away. He looked at Xie Yang with deep eyes.
Xie Yang quickly retracted his hand and said, "Xiao Xing, you have just told Liu Jiang about my existence. The paper can't keep the fire out. I believe that after a while, all those who follow you will know my existence. After I just said something like that, do you think that when you die, will those who covet the Rongding unite and divide me by five horses or put me to death?"
Qiu Xing immediately sat up straight and said in a deep voice, "Don't talk nonsense!"
"How can this be nonsense?" Xie Yang patted Qiu Xing's arm comfortingly, "Even if there are no such people, when you are gone, just a solution that is no longer obedient is enough to make me a headache. Qiu Xing, you Do you want me to bury you?" After speaking, he got up and went straight upstairs.
…
Facts have proved that falling asleep with a temper will greatly affect the quality of sleep. Xie Yang woke up from the nightmare, looked straight at the ceiling, suddenly got out of bed and walked out of the room, turned downstairs, rushed to the door of Qiu Xing's room, and opened the door.
In the dim light, Qiu Xing was sleeping on the big bed with his back facing the door, breathing long and steady.
Xie Yang stopped abruptly, stood there for a while, and walked to the bedside, squatting down to see Qiu Xing's much gentler face after falling asleep.
In the end times, Xie Yang had traveled with a psychiatrist for a period of time. The psychiatrist said that after experiencing extreme danger, it is easy for people to become obsessed with the first kindness they encounter after the danger.
The first goodwill.
Xie Yang thought of the little girl who gave him a candy after wearing it, and smiled.
No, he is not attached to the first kindness.
He stretched out his hand towards Qiu Xing and lightly tapped the center of his eyebrows.
What he is obsessed with is a big sugar jar.
"It's still too boring to be a new student." He rubbed Qiu Xing's eyebrows with his fingertips, as if touching a favorite toy. "Although I can rely on myself, it feels really good to hold my thighs. Come on, stay alive. ."
There was a sound of closing doors, and the room was quiet again.
Qiu Xing slowly let go of his hand under the quilt, and turned over for a long time.
…
Xie Yang arrived at the company after breakfast in advance, and took two large boxes of clothes with him when he left.
Qin Cheng took the styling team and the shooting team early on the trip. As soon as Xie Yang arrived, he immediately pushed Xie Yang onto the make-up chair, and then flipped through the schedule next to him and said: "I communicated with Director Xu, and Director Xu is very satisfied with the first draft of the episode you submitted. In addition, Master Long. Bian and Director Xu asked to work with you on the production of the soundtrack, and I agreed to it for you."
"In addition to this, I also helped you take a magazine cover shot. Also, it's the end of the year, and various ceremonies are going to be held one after another. There are a lot of invitations handed to you, and some occasions must be attended. In terms of dresses, you are Solve it by yourself, or should I help you contact the brand?"
Xie Yang remembered the two extra sets of clothes in the closet at home, and replied: "No, Qiu... My family made a lot of dresses for me."
Qin Cheng glanced at the busy stylists and others around him, and did not mention the name of Qiu Xing wittily, and said, "Then you can take some pictures of the dress for me when you get home, so I can let the stylist give you the clothes in advance. Design and styling. There are also watches with dresses, cufflinks, tie clips, brooches... ”
"My family seems to be ready."
Qin Cheng decisively crossed out all the clothing-related arrangements, picked up the schedule and continued: "So far, the endorsements that contacted you are not very good, I have rejected them all. It is almost three times since the release of "iud" In December, I suggest you release a new song at the end of the year, and use your work to keep up the heat. There is also a new album..."
"For the new album, I will arrange for Director Xu's soundtrack. Remember to contact Long Shuyou. I promised him that he will be involved in the production of the new album."
Qin Cheng stopped talking.
"how?"
"It's really easy to take you." Qin Cheng sighed, put down the schedule, and said, "There is also good news. Director Zhou Huairen contacted me last night and gave you an audition invitation for the new movie. Director Zhou. The new movie is a drama of the Republic of China, and the role that invites you to audition is the second man, a young son of a family who studies music. Do you want to take this audition?"
Zhou Huairen, the director of Mu Zhouyi's last movie "June Huai'an", has won many awards. His family is an investment in film and television, and his contacts in this area are very wide.
What Yangxing lacks most now is his contacts, and this opportunity is just right.
Xie Yang replied: "Take it. But you'd better prepare for my failure in the audition. My acting skills are not very good. This time I mainly want to meet director Zhou Huairen." , Zhou Huairen helped Mu Zhouyi a lot.
Qin Cheng asked sincerely, "How bad is your acting skills?"
"It's so bad that all of my professional courses are just flying at a low altitude, and the teacher wonders how I got into the film school every year."
"..."
Qin Cheng didn't give up, and asked, "Do you need an acting teacher for you?"
Xie Yang waved his hand: "No, let's release a new album first."
Qin Cheng regretfully and painfully drew a bar on the audition schedule, and said: "Then do this first. Give me your Weibo account, and I will use your account to help you post photos regularly in the future. Fans need to be pampered. You have been closed, don’t you want fans to spend money on you?"
Solve your problems and turn in your account honestly.
"Also, I will also consider picking up variety shows and reality shows. Except for the last time "Who is the King of Singer", you have not exposed any other work. I..."
Qin Cheng swallowed what he wanted to criticize Hu Biao, and turned to say: "I know you didn't want to take over the job before, but this is absolutely not possible. You are the sign of Yangxing. If you don't get up, how can others look up to Yangxing? Artist? You obviously used such a good way to get out of the way, but you have been silent until now, a Xue Xian can step on you to grab resources. If this goes on, anyone, believe it or not, dare to step on you?"
Xie Yangxin, so he wittyly did not speak against his new agent.
…
At 5 o'clock that afternoon, Xie Yang's Weibo, which had been deserted for almost two months, suddenly updated the news. Nine photos in a row, three different sets of clothes, one set of daily life, one formal, and one youthful. Each set is so handsome that you can't move your eyes.
Xie Yang's fans, who had been hungry for several months, were taken aback for a moment, and then they blew up into fireworks on the spot.
Oh my god! It's almost two months! Their idol, who had never seen the end of the dragon, finally gave up on business! Chinese New Year! ! !