Difficult to quit

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"Zhuang Yi, come to Yihai."

Li Qinghai lowered his head and rubbed the medicinal wine for him intently, and said: "I used to think that Star Entertainment was just suppressing you, but now it seems that the crappy company is trying to destroy you, the means are too bad; if you stay any longer, your reputation will only get worse." It's getting worse."

This is a trick often used by small companies to ruin the artist's reputation and completely control him. At that time, no matter what he wants to ask him to do, it will be easier to control.

Anyway, things in the entertainment circle are black and white, people outside the circle just watch the excitement, right and wrong, and the direction of public opinion can all be guided.

Li Qinghai said: "Come to my company, no one dares to bully you. You can act if you want to act, sing if you want to sing, or do whatever else you want."

Zhuang Yi frowned, "My contract with the company hasn't expired yet."

Li Qinghai said: "I'll help you with the contract matters, you just need to tell me that you're willing to come."

Zhuang Yi said: "I don't..."

"Don't reject me so quickly." Li Qinghai interrupted him gently, he stopped his hands and looked at Zhuang Yi intently.

Zhuang Yi was leaning against the head of the bed, and Li Qinghai moved a chair to sit in front of him in order to apply the medicine for him. At this time, Li Qinghai leaned slightly, the distance from the tip of his nose was no more than a fist away, but he had no contact with him at all. .

"Don't reject me so quickly, Zhuang Yi." Li Qinghai said: "You can accept Zou Kai living in your house, or you can accept Xing Yunfeng's kindness. Why can't you accept my help? Staying in Star Entertainment will only ruin you. I can sign a contract with you, and if you find a better place, you can unconditionally terminate the contract at any time. I have no malice towards you, you look at me, you understand it in your heart, don’t you?"

Zhuang Yi was forced to look at him at close range, only to find that Li Qinghai's dark circles were heavy, his face was frighteningly pale, and his condition was similar to that when he was sent to the hospital that day.

His lips moved, and he asked subconsciously, "Are you still recovering from stomach bleeding?"

Li Qinghai was taken aback, and the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously, "Okay, I came to see you right after I got out of the hospital. Zhuang Yi, I'll just pretend you didn't reject me."

"I didn't!" Zhuang Yi said immediately, "I want to leave Star Entertainment, but I won't go to your company."

"Then you can sign a contract with Yihai first, and then you can terminate the contract after finding a suitable buyer." Li Qinghai said slowly: "I will offer you a contract, and you don't need to pay a penny. How about stepping into the gate of Yihai?"

He made the terms so favorable that no second contract like this could be found in the entire entertainment industry.

This is not signing an artist contract, it's like coaxing people to play.

Zhuang Yi then said: "It's not good, the contract you mentioned is equivalent to using Yihai to support me, I don't want to take advantage of you, am I that stupid?"

Li Qinghai smiled softly, and shook his head helplessly. It is not good to grow up, and he is no longer a child who listens to everything he says.

He didn't continue this topic, he didn't expect Zhuang Yi to agree immediately, this matter has to be done slowly.

The door of the room was knocked again at this time, and the person outside said, "You ordered the meal."

Zhuang Yi was puzzled: "I didn't order food, did you deliver it by mistake?"

"That's right, I ordered it." Li Qinghai stood up and went to open the door.

Zhuang Yi got angry, "You really think this is your room?"

"I had a meeting all day, and I drove here after get off work." Li Qinghai opened the door and signaled the waiter to put the food on the table, "I haven't eaten all day, are you going to drive me away at this time?"

Zhuang Yi remained expressionless, "Go and open a room by yourself."

Li Qinghai blinked, "I didn't bring my ID card."

"Very hungry," he covered his stomach with his hand, "my stomach hurts."

"... Hurry up and eat," Zhuang Yi got off the bed, pulled on his slippers and went to the bathroom, with a grumpy tone: "Finish and get out!"

He slammed the toilet door shut with a "bang" sound.

Li Qinghai ordered all the specialties of this hotel, and set up a full table. He sat down in front of the table, glanced over the delicious dishes, and took a sip from a bowl of porridge.

No taste, he scanned the dishes on the table again, he didn't like any of them, so he took another sip of porridge.

It took Zhuang Yi a while to come out of the toilet. He put on a T-shirt and sat down at the table. Seeing that the dishes on the table hadn't been touched, Li Qinghai drank there with a bowl of porridge and asked him, "What are you doing?" Isn't your stomach feeling better?"

"I've had porridge for a week," Li Qinghai said casually, "I have no appetite."

Zhuang Yi frowned, sat down opposite him, took a few mouthfuls from his chopsticks, and didn't even taste what he ate.

"Try this." Li Qinghai picked up his unused chopsticks, and gave him a chopsticks of shredded chili pepper chicken. "It is said that it is their specialty."

Zhuang Yi put the shredded chicken into his mouth and chewed a few mouthfuls, then finally sighed.

He stood up, picked up the water from the hotel kettle, scalded it in a new cup when the water boiled, then poured half a cup of boiling water in front of him.

He looked at all the dishes on the table, picked a light rapeseed, put it in boiling water for a while, drained the oil on it, put it in the hands of Li Qinghai, and said, "Eat it."

Li Qinghai originally took a spoon to drink the porridge, but he took the rapeseed with the spoon and put it directly into his mouth.

The rapeseed was crisp, and after rinsing, it left a slight salty taste. He chewed it carefully and swallowed it.

Then she showed him the empty spoon and sat there watching him quietly.

Like a primary school student, Zhuang Yi's brows trembled, he held back the corners of his mouth from twitching, and picked out the same fresh water for him to pinch.

Li Qinghai didn't care what he picked up, he just put it in his mouth.

The last time he drank, he really hurt himself. He hasn't drunk himself like this for many years. After leaving the hospital, he still drank porridge every day. He got tired of seeing a little bit of oil. Today was the first time he ate so many dishes.

Zhuang Yi patronized to make him some dishes, and he had only eaten half of his bowl of porridge.

Li Qinghai put down the bowl and went to bed to rest by himself.

Zhuang Yi lowered his head to eat his own food, and after a few mouthfuls he realized: Why did he cook for Li Qinghai, did Li Qinghai have no hands?His shoulder still hurts, but he's been served pretty well, damn it.

Zhuang Yi took a hard bite of the croquette, bowed his head and sent a message to Xiao Chen, telling him to come quickly and get his boss away.

How could Xiao Chen dare to push back and forth to find a reason.

Zhuang Yi asked him to bring Li Qinghai's ID card, and he could live or go as he wanted, don't rely on him.

Xiao Chen said that the boss hadn't slept much for several days and had no appetite for food, so he asked him to stay with Li Qinghai for a meal first, and he would go there right away; he also said that Li Qinghai couldn't eat greasy food, and he couldn't eat spicy food either.

Zhuang Yixin said that I still need you to say it, because your boss has wiped it all out, and he is more efficient than you in serving him.

He was even more annoyed, put his phone face down on the table, and lowered his head to eat his meal.

Then I didn't pay attention, I was full.

It made my stomach a little uncomfortable, so I slumped in the chair and played with my mobile phone, and I didn't bother to clean up the table. Anyway, the housekeeping will clean it up tomorrow.

His repeated NG video clips on Weibo have been completely removed, but there are still a bunch of trolls leaving messages on his Weibo, sending him private messages saying that he is acting stiff and rigid, and scolding everything. .

Zhuang Yi didn't care too much, and watched with great interest as Zou Kai's five trumpets took turns scolding the trolls, and successfully scolded one troll for being autistic.

He thought for a while, and then asked Li Qinghai: "Did you ask someone to undo my trending search?"

Li Qinghai hummed.

Zhuang Yi didn't answer any more.

After a while, Li Qinghai called him, "Do you still remember that I gave you an MP3?"

Zhuang Yi's lips moved, but he didn't answer his words.

Li Qinghai didn't wait for his answer. He was a little disappointed, and continued, "At that time, I saw that you liked listening to music, so I said that if you take the No.1 exam, I will give you an MP3. I remember it was the end of the semester? First, when I gave it to you, you asked me if I could record a few songs for you and put them in."

"Do you remember what song I sang?"

Zhuang Yi said softly in his heart: "...I will have you in my life."

Li Qinghai sang in a low voice as if he had a tacit understanding.

"Because I dreamed that you left

i woke up crying

Watch the night wind blowing through the windowsill

Can you feel my love..."

He hadn't sung in front of others for a long time, and he was a little out of tune at first, but gradually found the right feeling.

People who know him now only know that Li Ershao is a high-achieving student of X University, with sharp methods and powerful abilities, he has established a firm foothold in Li's family in just a few years, and is the number one figure in the business circle of City B.

But few people know that Li Qinghai also sings very well. He inherited Yang Ping's musical talent. He passed the tenth level of piano early, and even Zhuang Yi's music theory was taught by him.

"... until the day when I grow old

are you still by my side

look at those oath lies

Slowly drifting away with the past..."

The singing voice gradually became hoarse, and finally turned into a soft whisper, like countless invisible threads, gently and intermittently, connecting the boyhood long ago.

When I was young.

Every time Zhuang Yi asked Li Qinghai to sing, he would seriously sing from the beginning to the end; Li Qinghai seldom sang a song completely, he sometimes sang a section on a whim, and hummed a few lines when he was bored, that's it, It's nice and casual.

Zhuang Yi pulled away from his daze, only to find that the room was very quiet, only the hum of the air conditioner, and Li Qinghai's humming stopped.

He stood up and walked to the bed, and saw the man fell asleep at some point.

He curled up on his bed, leaning against his pillow, holding the coat he had thrown on the bed just now in his arms.

When he closed his eyes, the dark circles under his three-dimensional facial features were particularly conspicuous, the incision between his brows was deep, and his whole face was obviously tired.

Zhuang Yi stood there looking at him for a few seconds, then his cell phone rang.

He opened it and saw that it was Xiao Chen's message, saying that he was coming soon, and asked him which room he was in.

Zhuang Yi glanced at Li Qinghai again, and sighed silently in his heart, saying that Xiao Chen didn't need to come over.

He muted his phone, used the remote to increase the temperature of the air conditioner by a few degrees, and turned to go to the bathroom.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-06-1512:42:54~2020-06-1708:53:57期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the mine: He Chang Wu Du, 1 on the other side;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!