"Xiao Song, Lao Huang, she ...... Got cancer. Mao Yongyi said an astonishing news in a calm tone: "I thought my body was not doing well, but I didn't expect her to collapse one step ahead of me......"

Song Mu, who heard this, suddenly "buzzed" in his ears.

Although she has been getting more and more different with Huang Peiqin recently, Huang Peiqin's care for her, from the full support she gave at the beginning, to the recent transfer of Zhou Hongyun to herself, she has all in mind.

Song Mu knows that Huang Peiqin, like Mao Yongyi and himself, has a heart that is wholeheartedly devoted to Huaguo animation, and it is precisely because of this that Huang Peiqin can tolerate herself and fully seek common ground while reserving differences.

"When?" I don't know why, at this moment, Song Mu didn't feel cold, she tried hard to control her emotions and asked.

"I was diagnosed yesterday." Mao Yongyi's tone is still calm, and he seems to be trying to control his emotions: "When I went to work yesterday, she was still busy discussing with me, I didn't see her come to the factory this morning, and I didn't answer when I called her house, and I kept calling to find her son's unit, and I just learned the news." ”

"Don't we know about it in the factory yet?" Song Mu continued to ask.

"At the moment, you and I know about the factory." Mao Yongyi shook his head: "I told the painting department that Lao Huang has something to do at home in the past two days, so he won't come to the factory for the time being." Originally, I was going to tell Zhou Hongyun and ask him to go to see Lao Huang for me, and go back to the painting department by the way, since you are back, you will go to see Lao Huang for me. ”

Until this moment, Song Mu finally understood the real reason for the abnormalities described by Sang Jifang and when Mao Yongyi went to the elite group - "The Truman Show" encountered a crisis, and his best comrade-in-arms suddenly fell ill, but any normal person would be like this, right?!

"Collar. Guide, aren't you going? Song Mu asked with some consternation.

Mao Yongyi smiled bitterly: ""The Truman Show" is at a critical moment, and when I go to see Lao Huang at this time, not only can I not make her happy, but I may also make him angry. Besides, I do have a lot of things to do here, so if you work hard, let's go to an outpost first. ”

"It's not hard, it's what I should do, and thank you for telling me." Song Mu hurriedly waved his hand: "Then I'll go back now, write out the defense manuscript first, and then go to see Director Huang after giving it to you." ”

"Okay." Mao Yongyi agreed to Song Mu's arrangement, and then sighed: "Xiao Song, people can't disobey the old man." Seeing that Lao Jiao is gone, Lao Huang is sick, and my body is also going downhill, maybe, we can give you little time to protect you......"

"Leader, what are you talking about!" Song Mu interrupted Mao Yongyi's words, she looked at Mao Yongyi sincerely and said: "We are not ready, and we do not plan to be ready in the short term, even if you are for us, you have to hold on a little longer!" ”

These words sound a little unreasonable, but Song Mu knows that even if the younger generation no longer needs Mao Yongyi, they must have such an attitude as they are now.

Whether it is Mao Yongyi, Huang Peiqin, or those masters in the Haishi Fine Arts Film Studio, they have dedicated most of their lives to the studio, and even if foreign companies pay a high price to dig them, they are unmoved, there is only one reason, that is, to revitalize the animation industry in China.

Should young people give up on them when they are slowly falling behind for one reason or another? Of course not! What's the most straightforward way to keep them? It's a clear telling them that young people still need them! You will be overwhelmed without them!

Don't underestimate this kind of spiritual pillar, with it, the teachers will be full of energy, and they will be much happier than retiring and going home to retire.

Mao Yongyi saw Song Mu's firmness, and after shaking his head helplessly, he sighed and said: "Okay, I'm just complaining casually, you don't have to worry, as long as I am here, I will never let you suffer." ”

"That's what we're good at. Guide! A smile appeared on Song Mu's face: "Then I won't bother you, Ling. Goodbye! ”

Bidding farewell to Mao Yongyi, Song Mu returned to the office of the elite group, and everyone greeted her when they saw her back.

Song Mu didn't immediately write the manuscript of the defense, she first informed Li Xuelin and Sang Jifang that there was nothing serious, and then inspected all parts as quickly as possible. After making sure that it was okay, I went back to my desk and started to write.

This kind of copywriting is very handy for Song Mu, and he has already said it on Mao Yongyi's side, but now he only needs to sort out what he just said and write it out after a little modification.

It took less than half an hour for Song Mu to finish writing the manuscript of the defense. After handing it over to Mao Yongyi, she ran towards home again.

At this time, Song's father and Song's mother were both working at Xinyuan Cram School, so there was no one in Song Mu's family. This saved time from having to explain to her parents, so she simply didn't even enter the door, reached out and hooked up the car keys on the shoe cabinet, and she "snapped" the door shut.

After driving his beloved 86, Song Muxian returned to Rongling Hotel. The distinctive roar of the 86 engine caused another commotion in the hall.

Song Mu, escorted by a group of security guards, entered the box where he had eaten before.

The wine party in the box had come to an end, and Song Mu did not leave immediately, but sat back on the main seat according to the agreement when he left, and chatted with the crowd. She behaved very naturally throughout the whole process, and neither the elite group nor the people of Caoshen saw her abnormality.

After another round of persuasion, everyone said that they had drunk all their hearts, and this reception banquet was over.

It's not too late, Caoshen's people want to go back to Caoshen in the suburbs, and a few people from the elite group want to go back to the studio, Song Mu said goodbye to the two groups of people, and sent away Shen Chang and Caoshen's people first, and then said to a few people in the elite group: "Director Huang's family has something to do. The guide asked me to go over and take a look, Li Xuelin went back in advance, you can take a taxi back. ”

Hearing that there was something going on at Director Huang's family, Zhou Hongyun, who used to be Huang Peiqin's right-hand man, was the first to get nervous: "Team Leader Song, what's wrong with Director Huang's family?" If there is a need for me, just open your mouth. ”

Liu Xiaoping and Wang Xue, the two original painting departments, also showed their concern.

Mao Yongyi didn't want too many people to know, Song Mu couldn't tell the truth directly, so he could only tell them a white lie: "I don't know what's going on, so I can only go and see it first." I'll be sure to let you know if you need to. ”

Song Mu's words were pushed by two, five or six, and the three of them naturally didn't ask more, and after repeatedly telling them to call them if necessary, they got into a taxi and left with Han Yangqiu.

Sending away two groups of people, to make sure that the secret would not be revealed, Song Mu drove 86 and finally left.

Because 86 was very eye-catching, Song Mu did not drive directly into the hospital, but stopped at a dormitory compound near the hospital.

To be on the safe side, she sat in the car for a while before opening the door and leaving 86 with a small bag.

Walking to the vicinity of the hospital and buying a basket of fruits that looked good, Song Mu found the ward where Huang Peiqin was according to the room number given to her by Mao Yongyi.

Song Mu knocked on the door gently, and a moment later, a middle-aged man opened the door.

Because he didn't know Song Mu's relationship, he was a little confused when he saw Song Mu: "...... are you?" Who are you looking for? ”

"Hello, my name is Song Mu, is Director Huang living in this ward?" Song Mu said with a faint smile as much as he could.

Hearing the title of "Director Huang", the man's face showed a hint of understanding, he was just about to say something, and suddenly a question came out of the room: "Is Xiao Song here?" ”

The owner of this voice was a little weak, but Song Mu heard it at the first time that the person who spoke was Huang Peiqin, so she responded: "Director Huang! It's me! ”

"Lao Zheng, let her in." Huang Peiqin said to the middle-aged man: "This is our little comrade in the factory. ”

The middle-aged man known as Lao Zheng nodded at Song Mu, and then made a gesture to invite in.

Song Mu bowed his head back, and then walked into the ward.

This ward is a single room, and the size of the room is not small, in addition to the common room standards such as beds, bedside tables, and stools, there is also a sofa and a coffee table.

Song Mu put the fruit basket on the bedside table, and stood in front of the hospital bed with the small bag.

Looking at Huang Peiqin's somewhat pale face, Song Mu didn't know where to start for a while.

Huang Peiqin saw her predicament, tried her best to squeeze out a smile on her face, and said to the person she called Lao Zheng: "Lao Zheng, she is the Xiao Song I mentioned to you." ”

"Well, it's the most powerful of the people you've said several times, and you've come out of your hands." There was a trace of sadness hidden in Lao Zheng's eyes, but he also tried to show a smile.

Huang Peiqin nodded, and then introduced Song Mu: "Xiao Song, this is my object, just call Uncle Zheng." ”

"Uncle Zheng." Song Mu is as good as a stream.

"Hey, good." Lao Zheng responded.

For a moment, there was an awkward silence in the ward.

Song Mu is a person who can talk so well, but at this moment he seems to have become mute, looking at Huang Peiqin's weak appearance, what he thinks of is Huang Peiqin, who looked so healthy before he left Huaguo to go to Yuguo.

'It was fine at the time, but why is it like this all of a sudden?' She was secretly entangled in her heart, even if she saw it with her own eyes at this moment, she still couldn't believe it, she didn't think that Huang Peiqin would fall so suddenly.

"Xiao Song, ......" Huang Peiqin tried to open the topic again: "How did you come here?" ”

"I came by car." Song Mu, who was in a state of thought, replied casually.

Even though Huang Peiqin and Lao Zheng were not in a good mood, Song Mu's answer still caused laughter from the two of them.

"Xiao Song, why are you still so unscored!" Huang Peiqin couldn't help but sigh.

"Ah......?" Song Mu, who was awakened by laughter, looked at Huang Peiqin blankly: "If you have to say it carefully, in order to keep it a secret, I drove to the neighborhood and then walked over secretly...... But how do you know? ”