Chapter 66: Good Guy Xia Xing

Xia Xing was a little hesitant, but he wrote this song to Zhao Xiaoying.

Yang Weiwei pouted: "Don't worry, I won't treat you badly, I can give you 10 million." ”

"Ten million. Xia Xing was drinking water and almost didn't squirt out.

Oh my God, 10 million, a song? Xia Xing thought he had heard it wrong.

Yang Weiwei said: "This money is not only the money to buy songs, but also the fact that you took care of me last night and cured my throat with your noodles." ”

"That's too much. Xia Xing was a little incredulous.

"Do you know, if I don't hold this concert, I will compensate the partner 10 million according to the agreement, and if the news of my voice problem spreads, the negative impact on me is even more immeasurable, so this 10 million is not much.

"But, I ......" Xia Xing wanted to say something, but Yang Weiwei stood up.

"I don't like to owe someone anything, if you treat me as a friend, just tell me the bank card. Yang Weiwei said lightly.

Xia Xing shook his head helplessly, but he also knew that now was the golden age of the entertainment industry, so these stars were super rich.

Ten million is really nothing to Yang Weiwei, since she is willing to give, there is no need for her to be reserved.

Xia Xing told Yang Weiweika, and she nodded: "In three days, I will call you the money." ”

Saying that, Yang Weiwei stood up: "I'm leaving, goodbye, my assistant will look for you and sign that song when I get back." ”

"Well, goodbye. Xia Xing watched Yang Weiwei leave.

Xia Xing never thought that a song and a bowl of noodles would earn 10 million.

Yang Weiwei walked to the door, and was about to reach out to open the door, when she suddenly groaned without warning, and squatted on the ground holding her stomach.

"What's wrong with you?" Xia Xing hurriedly walked over and asked.

"I'm fine. Yang Weiwei's face turned pale, holding on to the door and trying to stand up.

"What's embarrassing to say, isn't it just menstrual cramps? I'll just give you a massage. ”

Xia Xing looked at Yang Weiwei's symptoms, found the root cause a long time ago, and said casually.

Yang Weiwei raised her head sharply and glared at Xia Xing: "I have seen so many hospitals for this problem, but it doesn't work, can your massage work?"

Xia Xing saw that Yang Weiwei didn't believe it and said: "I know a little Chinese medicine, you are because your spleen and stomach are incompatible, your body is cold, and you drank a lot of wine yesterday, which caused physical weakness, so you will have menstrual cramps, this disease cannot be cured by Western medicine, but it does not mean that Chinese medicine is not good." ”

Listening to what Xia Xing said seemed to make sense, and she was really in pain, so she had to say, "That's okay, Xia Xing will trouble you." ”

Xia Xing helped Yang Weiwei to the bed, and then said, "Untie your clothes." ”

"What? Untie your clothes. Yang Weiwei hesitated.

"Don't worry, just take off your coat, if you want to see it, I watched it last night. Xia Xing said.

Yang Weiwei's face flushed and glared at Xia Xing fiercely.

"Hatred from Yang Weiwei, +999!"

However, in order to cure the disease, Yang Weiwei still took off her coat.

Xia Xing lifted half of the short shirt inside, revealing his white and tender belly.

Then, Xia Xing pressed his hand on the top of Yang Weiwei's navel.

"Maybe it was a little painful at first. Xia Xing's fingers slammed into Yang Weiwei's acupuncture points with his fingers.

"Ahh

It hurt a little at first, but then her pain went away.

Yang Weiwei also found that the pain in her abdomen disappeared, almost stupid, which is amazing.

If it was said that a bowl of noodles had cured her throat just now, it might be a coincidence, but this time, it definitely shows that Xia Xing's medical skills are clever.

Xia Xing pressed a few more times near his navel, and then asked, "How is it, it doesn't hurt." ”

Yang Weiwei nodded, with a smile on her face: "I didn't expect you to be really a little miracle doctor." ”

Every month when she menstruates, Yang Weiwei will die of pain, I don't know how many times I go to the hospital, but it doesn't work.

She has eaten a lot of Chinese medicine and Western medicine, but it is useless at all.

Unexpectedly, Xia Xing just pressed a few times near his navel, and it was fine.

"Many women will have dysmenorrhea, but your condition is more serious, which has something to do with your physique.

Although you won't be in pain this time, it will hurt again next month, and this pain will increase as you get older. ”

"Is there really no cure?" asked Yang Weiwei.

"There is a way, but ......" Xia Xing did not say the second half of the sentence.

Xia Xing knew that Yang Weiwei would not agree even if he said it, because this method was to double cultivate with Xia Xing.

If he said it, Yang Weiwei would definitely treat him as a hooligan.

"But what?" asked Yang Weiwei suspiciously.

"Forget it, there's no good way to do it yet. Xia Xing sighed and said.

"That's right. Yang Weiwei's face showed a regretful expression.

You rest first, and I'll help you make a bowl of brown sugar water to warm your stomach.

Looking at Xia Xing's back when she walked into the kitchen, Yang Weiwei was moved in her heart.

If at first she had a good impression of Xia Xing because of the attributes of noodles, but now she really feels that Xia Xing is a good person.

Yang Weiwei has worked hard in the entertainment industry for seven or eight years, and she has never seen any kind of person.

Many men are really good to her, but they all have a purpose.

They are good to themselves, they just want to sleep with her, and if they were drunk yesterday, it is estimated that nine out of ten men will not be able to withstand the temptation.

But Xia Xing has never done anything to her, and he is still helping himself.

Although the two of them just met in Pingshui, Yang Weiwei already regarded Xia Xing as a good friend in her heart.

Yang Weiwei drank brown sugar water, but saw Xia Xing frowning while looking at her phone.

She leaned over and saw Xia Xing looking at an article on Weibo.

The author of this article is Xie Yang, a famous songwriter in China, who recently signed a contract with Tianyu at a sky-high price.

This article is specifically for Xia Xing, and the title of the article is "On the Threshold of Contemporary Song Singers".

The writing of the article is very sharp, basically criticizing Xia Xing for not having professional training and writing songs with a hot head, and also commenting on Xia Xing's songs for being vulgar and lacking artistic accomplishment, and even criticizing Xia Xing's character for being useless.

Yang Weiwei suddenly remembered: "No wonder I have always heard Xia Xing's name so familiar, you are the queen songwriter Xia Xing of Zhao Xiaoying, who is very popular on the Internet now." ”

Xia Xing smiled awkwardly: "Yes, now everyone in your entertainment industry has shouted and beaten." ”

Xie Yang is a very important songwriter in the Chinese music scene, and as soon as his Weibo came out, it immediately attracted many retweets from popular stars.

Xia Xing's Weibo was also scolded.

Yang Weiwei stared at Xia Xing and suddenly asked, "Do the songs you wrote for Zhao Xiaoying also have such a level?"

Xia Xing nodded: "Well, it's hard to say whether it's good or bad, the level should be about the same." ”

Yang Weiwei nodded, picked up her phone, and then opened her Weibo.

(End of chapter)