Shao Qing, who was seven or eight kilometers away in a straight line, found out and let Weng Huaijing go.
It was a matter of time before and after Miao Miao and Zhang Yameng arrived home, but they did not spare Yan Qing lightly.
"Hmm... First, take as many empty shots as possible... Yes, just close-ups of the full moon... Yes... If it is convenient, it would be better to include several nearby night view landmarks of the Imperial Capital as much as possible... Please... Thank you so much
Here you go... Mo Ran... Okay... Goodbye..."
After Yan Qing hung up the phone in the inner courtyard, he restrained the urge to twitch his facial muscles and looked at the two drama queens a few steps away from him with a little embarrassment:
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Zhang Yameng was bending over and Miao Miao, who was on tiptoes, put their hands on each other's necks, wrestling with each other, like a Spanish bullfighting performance that was gradually reaching its climax.
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Zhang Yameng, who was pretending to be angry, had a timid blush on her cheeks: "Xiao Meow, I'm a little unsteady on my feet. Could you please help me~"
Miao Miao, who tried to jump but couldn't, had an expression of indescribable coquettishness: "Lao Zhang, I hate it~ Please bend down a little more, I'm really, really, really about to fall~"
The two girls continued their exaggerated performances while brazenly spying on Yan Qing's reaction.
"Both of them thought I fell into Bong Bong on purpose? No way. It seems that this is just a matter of telling too many lies. No one wants to believe me when I tell the truth."
Not annoyed, Yan Qing stood quietly in the center of the inner courtyard, glancing at the lost full moon from time to time. He waited until the two girls were done arguing, and then he asked Miao Miao casually, seemingly unintentionally:
"I plan to write something later and make a few background music demos. Is there still power in the recorder upstairs?"
Nodding subconsciously and taking out her phone, Miao Miao glanced at the time, frowned and hesitated for a while, and finally muttered complainingly: "Brother Qing'er, what time will it be when you finish your physical training... Do you still need to rest?"
?”
Suddenly, a gust of wind came and blew Miao Miao's hair into a mess. For a moment, the hair was flying, and the pure moonlight made the girl's face look particularly holy and beautiful.
Perhaps it was because her bright eyes filled with stubbornness and worry were unbearable to look at, so Yan Qing turned his gaze away slightly.
Among the choker ribbons fluttering in the wind, the meow beauty stretches her neck and shows off her neck, revealing her bright hair, reflecting the bright moonlight. Even her delicate down is transparent, and her roots are clearly defined, which is really beautiful.
"Restraint, I have a daughter in my family who has grown up..."
The palm of his hand reflected back the urge to stroke the cat's fur, and Yan Qing remained motionless. Silence is golden.
"Brother Qing, it's a little slow to play the piano and record demos. Why don't you..."
The considerate Zhang Yameng immediately came up with a solution. She paused, looked at Yan Qing who looked calm, and asked tentatively: "Brother Qing, do you think the last time you did "sev"... that... was useful
Is it easy?"
Seeing that the fishing was successful, Yan Qing was only secretly happy. His tone was ambiguous: "That app?... It's faster than the piano, but it's not midi style this time..."
With a charming smile, Zhang Yameng advised: "Actually, its paid virtual instrument library is also very convenient. How about I go up and get the pad to you..."
Yan Qing seemed shaken: "...this..."
"Brother Qing'er, why don't I order a Pad Pro like Lao Zhang for you."
Lao Zhang's intervention significantly relaxed the atmosphere, and Miao Miao was quite happy to see Yan Qing's attitude change.
With a serious face, Yan Qing hurriedly declined: "I don't think it's necessary. It's just for temporary use. The recording studio can be delivered in another month and a half...it will be convenient then."
After that, he used his peripheral vision to carefully observe Mr. Meow, who controlled the economic lifeline.
Unexpectedly, Miao Miao followed the good advice and said: "Okay then."
Nodding with satisfaction, Yan Qing's heart felt like a knife: "Xiao Miao, can't you persuade me a few more times, or buy it directly..."
While lingering, Zhang Yameng thoughtfully went upstairs to take her pad to Yan Qing.
The two girls stood downstairs in the dormitory, looking at the lighted up practice room on the second floor of the office building.
"Meow meow, have we, Brother Qing, always worked so hard?"
While hesitating, Zhang Yameng gently took hold of Miao Miao, who was wearing thin clothes.
Miao Miao's tone was faint: "Except for that time, I stopped for two days and then continued with injuries. I really can't persuade him or control him."
Zhang Yameng had already learned about the Magpie Bridge Incident from Yan Qing, so she naturally dropped the topic: "Actually, I don't think he is very repulsive to electronic products now."
After thinking for a moment, Miao Miao nodded: "This is better than before. I never see him hiding alone in the showroom in a daze anymore."
Zhang Yameng smiled brightly and said, "Isn't that great? Brother Qing is actually a very soft-hearted person."
"I know..."
Feeling awkward in her heart, Miao Miao couldn't help but feel sorry for herself: "I just feel so useless. I can neither understand him nor help him."
Such a meow made Zhang Yameng feel distressed: "This world is not worth it..."
"You can't spoil a man. The more you spoil him, the more he becomes a jerk. A woman must be pampered. The more pampered she is, the better she will be..."
Resisting the inexplicable sense of shame, Zhang Yameng let go of her hand after speaking domineeringly, and walked around to the other side of Miao Miao with light steps.
Miao Miao was indifferent.
The earthy quotes that most aroused Miao Miao's emotions did not evoke Miao Miao's response. Zhang Yameng sighed secretly again and touched her gently with his elbow: "Xiao Miao, let's go up, everything will get better in the future.
The better.”
"I'm fine..."
Turning around and holding Zhang Yameng's arm, Miao Miao smiled at the old Zhang.
A whisper of golden words rang out in the stairwell of the dormitory building:
"I care more about whether he is tired than whether he is having a good time."
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In the practice room late at night, the man walking in the floor-to-ceiling mirror had an expression of surprise mixed with a sense of novel excitement. He asked confusedly and urgently:
"Ellie, why are you wearing Pinru's clothes and using other people's clothes?"
——"The urge to go home"——
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After a while, there seemed to be another face in the floor-to-ceiling mirror. The man with a ferocious look pointed at the mirror and said harsh words:
"Even if I, Wang Jingzhe, starve to death, die outside, and jump from here, I won't eat anything from you!"
——"The Green Years"——
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In an instant, the face in the mirror changed again. The man's expression was stubborn, with heart palpitations hidden in it, and his eyes were aloof and tinged with nostalgia. His thin lips turned and he uttered vicious words that would hurt both parties:
"Guan Keying? Haha, you don't need to worry about it. Why are you here? Shouldn't you hide under the protection of your parents and accuse me of being a scumbag with tears?"
——Dark version of "Brave"——
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For a moment, the man in the mirror seemed to have suffered all kinds of humiliation and bitterness. His eyes were desolate, full of sadness and hatred, and he was filled with melancholy. The lines he gushed out poured out the deep sorrow of "washing his face with tears day and night":
"When will spring flowers and autumn moon come? How much do you know about the past? There was an east wind in the small building last night, and the motherland cannot bear to look back in the bright moon... The carved railings and jade bricks should still be there, but the beauty has changed. How much sorrow can you have? Just like the spring water of a river.
Eastward flow."
——"Li Yu"——
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