A large number of reporters have been staying here all day and night.
Everyone is trying various channels to find out some news about Queen Zhong Yanhong.
Although the confidentiality work was very good, the reporter still vaguely knew Zhong Yanhong's general physical condition through various clues.
All kinds of random rumors have spread on the Internet, and many exaggerated rumors even say that Zhong Yanhong is dying and is breathing her last in St. Mary's Hospital.
Many fans rushed over from all directions, spontaneously holding photos of Zhong Yanhong...
After the turn of the millennium, Zhong Yanhong gradually left the music scene, but unexpectedly, this group of fans did not leave because of Zhong Yanhong's temporary separation, but instead became more cohesive.
Wang Jing's mood is actually quite heavy.
Over the years, she has kept in touch with Zhong Yanhong. She understands the pain in Zhong Yanhong's heart. Especially during the time when she was with Zhong Yanhong in Canada, Zhong Yanhong never forgot her fans.
She told Wang Jing more than once that she disappeared too suddenly.
I haven’t properly said goodbye to my fans yet. When my physical condition gets better, I must hold a concert to say goodbye properly.
After returning from Canada, Wang Jing clearly felt the diva's loss...
After the operation, my physical condition was not as good as before. I would gasp for breath after speaking a few words, cough when I got a little excited, and even cough up blood.
Such a physical condition naturally cannot support her to hold a concert.
For a singer who has been on stage for most of his life, this situation is really disappointing...
"It's quite a coincidence that Mr. Zhou is also in this hospital..." Wang Jing sighed as she walked around the reporter and walked into the hospital.
"Well, he will probably be discharged from the hospital tomorrow and there is nothing wrong with his health." An Xiao replied.
"It's okay, that's fine. The people in Huang Jiacheng's crew are too wild and have a sense of the law of the jungle..."
"right."
When they walked into Zhou Yang's ward, the two of them did not see Zhou Yang in the ward. When asked later, Wang Jing was a little stunned.
"Ah? Zhou Yang went to Sister Hong's place? Do they know each other?"
"..."
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Zhong Yanhong's dinner was quite sumptuous. Basically, except for the food being a little bland, she couldn't fault it at all.
Zhong Yanhong seemed to admire Zhou Yang very much and was very curious about Zhou Yang's past. She kept asking about Zhou Yang's past affairs.
When she heard that Zhou Yang went to the snow area to ask for medicine and was deceived, her eyes were red. When she heard that Zhou Yang said that his father had left on the hospital bed, she let out a long sigh and was obviously disappointed.
Got up.
"Actually, there is nothing terrible about death. I just feel that dying with regrets makes me feel uncomfortable after all..." She suddenly said with emotion.
After sighing, she was very interested in the story of Zhou Yang's filming of "Under the Mine" when he was in Yanjing.
Especially when she heard Zhou Yang say that during the filming of "Under the Mine", the person was so blackened by coal that only one pair of eyes could be seen, she suddenly couldn't help laughing.
"Like those guys in Africa..."
She interjected.
Then, she asked about Zhou Yang's life in Yanjing, hearing that Zhou Yang had been rejected when he submitted articles, that he joined Huaxing Entertainment, and what it was like when Zhou Yang first came to Berlin.
Not sure if it was an illusion, but Zhou Yang felt that there seemed to be an indescribable sense of loss in Zhong Yanhong's eyes.
"Berlin must be very lively, right?"
"Haven't you been there?"
"I haven't been there, and I've only been to Berlin..." She laughed.
After she listened to Zhou Yang's story, dinner was almost over.
She stood up, walked to the window, and opened the window despite her assistant's objections...
A gust of wind blew against her face, and she coughed, but still looked at the noisy reporters in the distance.
Zhou Yang walked over subconsciously. He saw many fans swaying in the dark night with their lights on. Looking from a distance, they looked like stars on a summer night...
"As a singer, the most honorable thing is that after many years, you can still be remembered by your fans, and they will always support you."
"I left in a hurry and didn't say goodbye to them properly. Now that I think about it, I feel it was too inappropriate..."
"We should say goodbye properly!"
"In the future, maybe, cough, cough... my physical condition may make it difficult for me to sing again."
"..."
Zhong Yanhong coughed.
The assistant hurriedly closed the window, but Zhong Yanhong still leaned against the window, looking at the groups of people outside, her heart filled with emotion.
Zhou Yang could feel this sense of loss.
At the same time, he was also quite confused.
To Zhong Yanhong, I should be regarded as a little brother I just met. Why would she say these things to me?
Moreover, according to the current situation, the status gap between the two sides is really too big.
Zhou Yang couldn't understand.
"I have always believed in my vision. When I saw you for the first time, I had a very strange feeling. I feel that your future achievements in this circle will definitely not be ordinary, and you may even change this circle..."
"Don't ask me why. This is an intuition. This intuition is very mysterious. I can't explain the reason, but this feeling is very strong."
"I even think you might create an era!"
"I want to introduce someone to you. She can help you a lot and help you avoid many detours..."
By the window.
Zhong Yanhong looked at Zhou Yang with a smile.
"Who?" Zhou Yang asked subconsciously.
"Agent Wang Jing!"
"ah?"
Zhou Yang was stunned. This was the third time he had said this name from someone else in the past two days.
Just at this time……
There was a knock at the door.
"Sister, Sister Jing is here..."
"Ha, it's better to come early than to come by chance..." Zhong Yanhong was stunned for a moment, and then laughed.
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Wang Jing could not have imagined that she would meet Zhou Yang on such an occasion.
What's even more unexpected is that Sister Hong also recommended her to be Zhou Yang's manager...
Wang Jing, who was still hesitant at first and felt that she needed to contact Zhou Yang for a few days, finally made up her mind and shook hands with Zhou Yang.
"Mr. Zhou, it seems that I can't even be your manager. Plus Sister Hong, I've heard it three times in the past two days..."
"Um...Hello, Sister Jing, I've heard of you for a long time."
"Haha, hello, Mr. Zhou, please give me your advice in the future."
"Sister Jing, where are you? I will trouble you more in the future."
"..."
As if they were destined, the two shook hands.
Zhong Yanhong, who was not far away, burst out laughing after hearing this, and suddenly said with emotion that fate is really wonderful.
Then, some inexplicable expectations appeared in her heart.
The entertainment industry in the future should become quite exciting...
After thinking about it, she coughed again and looked very sleepy.
When the two of them saw that she was sleepy, they naturally stopped staying here and chose to leave.
Zhong Yanhong lay on the bed and slept until midnight.
Then, she walked out of the window. Although there were a lot fewer reporters, the fans seemed to still be there. She saw that the fans were still waving lights and signs, but they no longer made any noise, and just looked quietly in the direction of the hospital.
After looking at it for a long time, she asked her assistant to call the doctor, and then asked the doctor carefully about her physical condition.
When she learned that it was not a dangerous period for the time being, and that in a month or two, she should be able to live like a normal person, she finally made up her mind to hold a concert.
When the doctor heard her idea, he immediately felt crazy and repeatedly rejected her suggestion.
Being able to live like normal people does not mean that you can withstand amazing activities such as concerts. This is not only unrealistic, but also extremely dangerous.
Moreover, although this thing is under control, it does not mean that it will not recur.
"Not in this life?"
"No, absolutely not."
"Then what's the point of living? What's the difference between living and lingering?"
After a brief period of disappointment, she still shook her head, and her idea of holding a concert became even more determined.
the next day……
Regardless of her assistant's objections, she asked her assistant to start planning various matters and location selection for the concert, and even personally called some friends in the industry to share her thoughts with them.
Friends in the industry thought she was crazy and tried to dissuade her.
But she insisted on going her own way and stubbornly wanted to hold a last "farewell" concert.
Even the next day, she started preparing some costumes and props for the concert. If her assistant had not dissuaded her, she would have even wanted to contact the company to implement the project.
Wait until the morning of the third day...
Zhong Yanhong's enthusiastic mood calmed down a little, and she became a little disappointed again.
In the past, she would prepare a new song for every concert, but this time, she has no new song.
It’s also hard to invite songs...
She naturally knows that a songwriter like Wu Zhenhong will not just write a song and ask her to sing it. This is an irresponsible performance.
Moreover, how can it be so easy to invite a good song and a suitable song?
Choosing songs, why don’t songs also choose people?
Nine o'clock on August 10th.
Just when Zhong Yanhong finished breakfast and was about to bask in the sun, she heard a knock on the door.
"Come in."
Then...
She saw Wang Jing walking in with Zhou Yang.
Wang Jing's eyes seemed a little weird, as if she couldn't believe it...
"Are you here? Sit down..."
"No, Sister Hong, I came here to say goodbye today. The crew of "The Grandmaster" is about to start filming. I have a lot to do, so I have to leave first..."
"Ah? Okay."
"Sister Hong, before I leave, I made two songs. I have composed the tunes for both songs. You can see which song is suitable... Well, both songs are actually the same tune... I
I don’t understand Cantonese very well, maybe the lyrics need to be adjusted a little..."
"Ah?" Zhong Yanhong was stunned.
Then she subconsciously took the manuscript handed over by Zhou Yang.
Then, lower your head.
She saw a song called "Song of the Sunset" and another called "Song of Thousands of Ques"?
When she saw the lyrics, her eyes widened and her expression suddenly became serious. Then, her heart trembled slightly...