老攻身患绝症[穿书]

Chapter 53

In the afternoon shooting, Mu Zhouyi didn’t NG again. She seemed to have finally found the feeling and it was like the acting good possessed her body to pull Ye Bing out of the script. All the close-ups of the morning passed. Xu Heng’s expression finally eased and Shen Yan’s frown loosened.

After the close-up shot, Xie Yang held the violin and prepared to exit. 

“Xie Yang.” Mu Zhouyi caught up with him and stood in front of Xie Yang, full of embarrassment and guilt. “You’ve worked hard to cooperate with me this entire time. I’m sorry for the delay in the morning.”

Xie Yang glanced around at the staff looking this way and smiled at Mu Zhouyi. He said it was fine and prepared to leave.

“Wait a minute!” Mu Zhouyi reached out toward Xie Yang’s hand holding the violin.

Xie Yang hadn’t expected Mu Zhouyi to approach so suddenly in front of a big crowd. Once he realized Mu Zhouyi’s intentions, he tried to avoid it but the skin of his wrist had already been touched by Mu Zhouyi’s fingertips. 

Strange, intense fluctuations spread violently from the place where his skin was touched. His mind became dazed and his ability core became unprecedentedly clear. The world in front of him started to rotate and the feeling of nausea was so strong it seemed like he would vomit at any minute.

Mu Zhouyi withdrew her hand after touching him and pointed to the violin. “I’m sorry, this is a prop. I can’t let you take it away.”

Xie Yang’s body twisted imperceptibly as he stood still. He took a deep breath and controlled the expression on his face with strong willpower. He handed the violin to Mu Zhouyi and replied, “I’m sorry, I didn’t pay attention for a moment. Thank you for reminding me.”

“It’s okay. In addition, regarding the words you spoke in the car yesterday, I want to explain it to you. Do you have time?”

How would a person affected by the golden finger respond at this point? Xie Yang barely kept his mind as he nodded. “There is time. Senior, you should come to me when you aren’t busy.”

“That’s great. I will find you as soon as possible.”

Mu Zhouyi left with the violin.

Xie Yang inserted his hands into his pockets, squeezed them firmly and turned to sit down next to Long Shuyou. Then he took out his phone and called Wu Shui. 

“Boss?”

“Come here to me.” Xie Yang hung up and pressed a hand against his temple.

Long Shuyou looked at Xie Yang and asked, “What’s wrong with you? Your face is a bit bad.”

Xie Yang's expression was blank. "My stomach hurts. After all, I ate a poisoned apple at noon."

Long Shuyou, "......"

Wu Shui came quickly.

Xie Yang stood up and told him, "Come with me to the toilet."

Wu Shui froze for a moment. Then he nodded at Long Shuyou, whose expression was wrinkled, and quickly followed Xie Yang. Xie Yang shook the moment he got away from the crowd and reached for the shelf next to him. Wu Shui was shocked and stepped forward to help Xie Yang, asking anxiously, "What's wrong with you?"