Agriculture Idol

Chapter 188

Mr. Wu is over 70 years old, but he still works very hard, and he is often busy all day when directing the band to record.Although Li Chengxin and other staff tried to persuade him several times, Mr. Wu was stubborn and still didn't rest for several days.

Therefore, when Mr. Wu didn't show up in the rehearsal room at the fixed time this morning, everyone panicked.

The music department found a few staff members, including Li Chengxin, who usually communicate with Mr. Wu a lot, but no one knew what was going on.

So everyone rushed to the staff dormitory in unison.

Mr. Wu's dormitory is relatively far away from the dormitory of these young employees, and there are security guards at the door. A group of people rushed over in a mighty way, scaring the security guards into thinking they were looking for trouble.

After questioning, the security guard also felt that he hadn't seen Mr. Wu who walked to work every day this morning, so he took the spare key of Mr. Wu's dormitory and took everyone there together.

A group of people held their breath at the door, and the security guard went to knock on the door, but after a long while they didn't hear any sound from inside, the security guard opened the door with the spare key and went in.

Li Chengxin often came to Mr. Wu's place and was familiar with the dormitory environment, so he rushed to Mr. Wu's bedroom.

Elder Wu was still sleeping, but his breathing was very short, and his face looked a little too rosy and congested.

"Mr. Wu? Mr. Wu?" Li Chengxin stepped forward and pushed, but Mr. Wu remained silent, and his body temperature was obviously not low.

"I'm going to call an ambulance!" Li Chengxin immediately took out his cell phone.

When Li Chengxin said this, the group of people panicked.

There was a hospital not far from the film and television city, and soon medical staff rushed up.

All Li Chengxin can do for the time being is to do physical cooling for Mr. Wu, and when he saw the medical staff coming, he gave up his seat.

During this period, most of the crew knew that Mr. Wu was ill.

Mr. Wu's assistant happened to be away these few days. When he heard the news that Mr. Wu had entered the hospital, he rushed over as soon as possible and notified Mr. Wu's children to come to take care of him.

The situation of Mr. Wu was uncertain, and Li Chengxin and the others had no intention of working. They planned to go to take care of Mr. Wu, but they were persuaded away by the hospital on the grounds that Mr. Wu's assistant was already taking care of him.

In the film and television city, since "Hua Qian Kun" has basically been completed, and most of the information has been released, there have been a lot fewer reporters blocking the door, but there are always some people staying here to find some other information.

The ambulance drove into the film and television city in a hurry. This kind of thing is never a trivial matter. Soon, their small actions also started.

Seeing that she couldn't help much, Li Chengxin had no choice but to go back to the music department and absent-mindedly continued to play a piece of music that was being arranged.

"Zicheng, Zicheng!" The sound of someone knocking on the open door awakened Li Chengxin.

He turned around and saw that it was director an with a beard and a beard.

Director An was editing a film recently, and the strong smell of smoke on his body made Li Chengxin cry.

"What's the situation with Mr. Wu?" Director An must have just received the news that Mr. Wu was sent to the hospital, so he rushed over to ask.

Li Chengxin shook his head and told what happened in the morning, but he had no news about the current situation.

Director An and Li Chengxin comforted each other a little, then left smoking a cigarette.

Li Chengxin had no choice but to face the smell of cigarettes left by Director An in the arrangement room. This room has no windows!I had no choice but to turn on the ventilation of the central air conditioner first, and planned to take my coat and go to the city tower outside to blow the air.

At this time, he realized that the piece of music he just made was almost all noise.

It seems that when you feel uneasy, it is best not to compose music.

In March in the southern country, the temperature is already not low. Looking from the tower, the entire film and television city has changed from the chilly appearance in winter, and it has become warmer under the embellishment of green grass leaves and tree buds.

The second and third phases of the film and television city's seaside and mountain projects are under construction, pulling the architectural scope of the film and television city out of sight, but it should be a very huge project.

"Zicheng! Zicheng! It's not good!" A girl from the orchestra hurried over and showed Li Chengxin her mobile phone.

Li Chengxin saw that there was news of Mr. Wu's death on Weibo.

"Old artist Wu, born on xx xx, 19xx, died at the Affiliated Hospital of Daiyunshan Film and Television City at xx: xx on xx xx, 20xx due to encephalitis combined with callus water."

The media who sent the news wore a blue V and seemed to be quite formal.

Just for a while, Weibo was forwarded and commented by an actor and an account with V, and there were all kinds of "memory" speeches below.

How can this be?

Mr. Wu had just been sent to the hospital for a few hours. If something happened, his assistant would send a group message to Li Chengxin and the others first.

Seeing the news, Li Chengxin immediately called Mr. Wu's assistant and asked about it. Even the assistant was stunned by the news.

"Mr. Wu is still undergoing surgery for the time being, and he is definitely not dead!" the assistant replied firmly.

"Then it seems that those gossip reporters sent fake news." Li Chengxin stroked his chest, but he was completely frightened by the huge momentum on Weibo, and Li Chengxin did not forget to tell his assistant, "Hurry up over there too." Send a message to refute the rumor."

"Oh," the assistant suddenly sighed when Li Chengxin asked him to refute the rumors, and said in a low voice, "Actually, the situation is not very good. Mr. Wu is not in good health. No one can persuade him to rest more when I'm not here. well……"

The meaning of these words is self-evident, Li Chengxin silently hung up the phone.

Looking at the girls in the orchestra next to him, Li Chengxin comforted: "Mr. Wu is fine, but I have been too tired from work in the past few days."

The girl nodded happily: "As long as Mr. Wu is fine, we will work hard to practice the piano and wait for Mr. Wu to come back and continue to direct us."

Seeing that the girl got the news from Li Chengxin, she jumped and ran away. Li Chengxin turned around and looked at the film and television city extending into the distance, and silently called out the system interface.

Li Chengxin has already accumulated more than 1000 million contribution points. The half-day live broadcast of the ocean system with Jiang He and La Tianhou earned tens of millions.It can only be said that the appeal of these two heavenly kings and queens who have been very active in recent years is very terrifying. Li Chengxin plans to pick an auspicious day to summon Yingying.

Mr. Wu can't just pass away. What will happen to the music project of "Drawing the Universe" halfway through? He still wants to learn more about music arrangement from Mr. Wu.

I doubled in the contribution value redemption directory, and there was an option to renew my life, with 500 million contribution points for one year, but there was also a limit of up to 98 years old.

After weighing it up, Li Chengxin allocated 1000 million contribution points to Mr. Wu.

I went back to the arrangement room and saw that the smell of cigarettes was still there. Thinking that I was not in the mood to work for the time being, I went to the management staff to ask for leave and went back to the dormitory to rest.

(End of this chapter)