A Lonely Patient Who Drags Oneself
Yang Mi's office.
"Director Tian, regarding the trailer you released, I don't think it should affect Teacher Su Fan's reputation.”
At this moment, Yang Mi, who was dressed in a white CEO suit, was talking on the phone with a cold face.
An embarrassed response came from the other end of the phone.
"Boss Yang, isn't this for the viewership ratings of the drama? It's good for everyone if the viewership ratings are good.”
Hearing this,
Yang Mi replied bluntly.
"The Internet has already negatively affected Teacher Su Fan, so I don't want to say anything more. I hope that your program team can resolve this matter as soon as possible. Otherwise, I might release that song ahead of time.”
"Alright, alright."
Director Tian's voice of compromise immediately came from the other end of the phone.
"I'll get someone to post an explanation on Weibo now, saying that the trailer was all done by the production team.”
His voice was filled with helplessness.
To be honest.
Tian Yusheng didn't expect Yang Mi to be against the trailer.
Logically speaking, if the viewership ratings of the television series were high, it would also be beneficial to her.
As for the reputation of the author of that song?
Sorry, who cares?
However, since Yang Mi objected, he had no choice.
He could only bring all the pots over.
"Send it now. I hope to see a reply on Weibo before I hang up.”
Yang Mi replied coldly.
"Alright, I'll arrange it now." Director Tian's helpless voice came through the phone.
……
Yang Mi refreshed her Weibo again.
He saw the new message posted by the former three's crew on Weibo.
Only then did his expression look better.
After hanging up the phone.
Yang Mi rubbed her swollen eyebrows and sighed.
To be honest.
She didn't need to do this.
Just thinking about that autistic youth made her unable to resist doing so.
One had to know.
Due to the previous three production teams 'showy operations, many viewers had turned on their keyboard warrior mode.
They started to complain on the crew's Weibo.
For the veteran crew.
The more people scolded, the happier they were. They didn't feel much.
But…
Some of the viewers went to Su Fan's Weibo to complain.
Yang Mi couldn't stand it.
He didn't know if an autistic patient could withstand such abuse.
It might be fine, but it might also be fine.
But no matter what, she didn't want to gamble.
Perhaps.
Even Yang Mi herself did not know.
Unknowingly, that young man had already taken up a part of her heart.
Whoosh!
Yang Mi exhaled.
He got up and went out to give some instructions to Fatty Deeny.
However, just as she stepped out, she heard a faint singing voice.
Hmm?
Yang Mi frowned.
He looked in the direction of the sound.
It was still early, so there shouldn't be anyone recording a song, right?
With this trace of doubt.
Yang Mi walked in the direction of the sound in her red high heels.
They arrived outside the recording studio.
She saw Fatty Deeny wearing earphones.
"Fatty Deeny?"
Who was singing?
Yang Mi looked at the recording studio.
She looked up and saw Su Fan.
Hmm?
Fatty Deeny also noticed Yang Mi.
He immediately said.
"Sister Mi, you're just in time. Teacher Su Fan is borrowing our recording studio to record a new song.”
Recording songs again?
Yang Mi thought subconsciously.
She realized that something was wrong.
He sensed the keyword in Fatty Deeny's words.
A new song!
Looking at Su Fan singing in the recording studio, Yang Mi suppressed the doubts in her heart.
He immediately put on his headphones and started listening.
He had just put on his earphones.
The sound of an electric guitar came from inside.
The sound of the electric guitar faded.
Su Fan's voice came from the earpiece.
"Laughter, cheers."
" The atmosphere is heated up, but my heart is cold."
"The spotlight is a kind of grace."
"But I can't say wait."
"I really admire my humor.”
"When I cry, I cover it with a smile."
"I'm afraid that people will see through me. I have a lot of concerns."
"Let's not talk about loneliness, we'll all be happy.”
The sound of piano came from the accompaniment.
Yang Mi felt as if a stage had appeared in front of her.
A figure was singing alone on the stage.
That figure stretched his body wantonly.
There was no one below the stage.
In the extremely quiet and lonely environment, the loneliness of the dancers was accentuated.
No matter how much he danced, there was no audience.
"I don't sing love songs that are hoarse.”
"It doesn't mean that there are no heartbreaks.”
"I have never opened my wounds to be slaughtered.”
"No one knows if it heals."
"I feel frustrated."
"Like a lonely patient, pulling himself.”
……
This…
The soothing music echoed in Yang Mi's ears.
She looked through the French windows at Su Fan, who was singing happily in front of the microphone.
For a moment, he was a little dazed.
This song.
It felt like an autistic patient shouting at the top of his lungs.
Although the song made people feel sad.
However, Yang Mi heard that this young man wanted to break through his loneliness.
At least…this lonely patient did not want to become a lonely patient.
Yang Mi's mind was filled with a myriad of thoughts.
He had a deeper understanding of the young man in the recording studio.
"The louder you laugh, the crueler it is."
"Filled with body temperature, the room temperature is even colder."
"If the lights are turned off, the emptiness will be spared."
"But I can't. Tell him to wait."
"You say you love me, but you keep saying it.”
"She said I shouldn't have stayed in the corner."
" Planning an escape? That's also wrong."
"Even my weak power was stolen.”
"I don't sing hoarsely love songs,"
"It doesn't mean that there are no heartbreaks.”
"I have never opened my wounds to be slaughtered.”
"No one knows if it heals."
"I feel frustrated."
"Like a lonely patient, pulling himself.”
……
The rhythm of the song was not fast.
Yang Mi and Fat Deeny could hear every word of the lyrics clearly.
Listening to the lyrics,
Yang Mi and Fatty Deeny felt like they were in the same place, as if they had become lonely patients.
"Is this how lonely patients feel?”
Fatty Deeny murmured.
The music just now made him feel like he was a lonely patient standing in a crowd.
Although there was a lively crowd around them.
The lonely patient seemed extremely lonely.
"The louder you laugh, the crueler it is. It's filled with body heat, and the room temperature is colder.”
Yang Mi murmured.
For some reason, she felt as if a piece of her heart was empty.
At the same time, he looked at the young man in the recording studio.
His gaze became gentler.
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