Unit 503, Building 2, Yan Qing was finally brought into Qian Dejun's house after being given a blank look by Yu Jingyu.
By putting down the various fruit bags and milk gift boxes in his hands, Yan Qing quickly glanced at the situation in the room.
Qian Dejun's home is small in size, and the decoration style is quite simple and elegant.
There were four people sitting in pairs on the sofa in the living room. Jiang Biyao, the queen of love songs whom she had met once before. Sitting next to her was a man of similar age to Qian De, with a round body and wearing a modified robe and mandarin jacket.
Sitting on the sofa to their right was a middle-aged man and woman who Yan Qing estimated were much younger than Qian Dejun.
There were still some movements in the kitchen from time to time, mixed with Qian Dejun's hearty laughter.
"The relationship between the characters on the sofa is easy to understand. The only one whose name I don't know is Dean Qian's wife. They are both busy in the kitchen at the moment."
Yan Qing secretly said it was a fluke, and he greeted with a bright smile: "Teacher Sun, Teacher Jiang, Brother Luo, Sister Zhang, I'm really sorry, Jiaodaokou South Street is so congested today, I'm almost suffocated."
After some pleasantries, Yan Qing, who had his ears pricked up, finally heard Jiang Biyao's voice while taking advantage of the opportunity to urinate in the bathroom:
"Today, thanks to the script of our brothers Jing Yu and Qing'er, I haven't eaten the fried noodles made by you, Sister Zhao Lei, for a long time."
"There happens to be a scene with fried noodles in "Moonlight". Listening to the context of these words, it seems that Zhao Lei is also a colleague of "my" Renyi, so it shouldn't be wrong to call her Teacher Zhao."
After the goods were genuine and convenient, Yan Qing gathered her emotions, dried her hands and left the bathroom, adding her greetings to Zhao Lei and Qian Dejun in time.
They were all acquaintances, and there was not much chat. Zhao Lei began to greet the people in the room to come to the table for dinner.
A table of northern cold dishes paired with authentic Lao Didu noodles with soybean paste made the veteran actors and actresses addicted to acting. They immediately took Yan Qing to play at the dinner table.
And looking at their seating arrangements, Yan Qing could tell at a glance that these people were well prepared.
The person sitting in the main seat of Da Ma Jin Dao was Sun Youzhi. Yan Qing knew at noon that the script he had taken, Mr. Sun, was the script written by the heroine’s father.
Sitting next to him was Zhang Rui, who naturally chose the role of the heroine’s mother.
Across the table, Qian Dejun was holding a playbook written by the heroine's uncle, and Zhao Lei was leaning next to him, looking like a loving person.
Jiang Biyao and Luo Xiyang sat a little far away from the main seat, both of them already looking like they were waiting for a good show.
As expected, Sun Youzhi signaled Yan Qing to be responsible for typing the lyrics of Mr. Ren Dongming, the old dean of the Imperial City Humanities and Art Institute who was not present today, who played the role of the old man of the Yu family.
Completely unscripted, the whole scene was performed by five people in a relaxed and relaxed manner, full of dramatic tension.
Qian Dejun and Sun Youzhi were obviously not satisfied. They handed the script script that Miao Miao sent at noon to Fei Jingyu who was eager to try it out, and went through several group scenes one by one before giving up.
After finishing the filming, Yan Qing also promptly explained the preliminary shooting plan and announcement fees and other details that the program team had formulated in the afternoon.
"Brother Qing, why are you doing this again with me? Didn't you criticize Miao Yatou last time? Lao Qian and I are not aware of the situation in your studio. There is also a big money trap behind you..."
Qian Dejun and Sun Youzhi both waved their hands and refused to take the money.
"You know the old calendar, the money from the Kapok Fund has been in place for a long time."
Yan Qing knew that Qian Dejun was mentioning the charity fund.
"Our brother Qing is always taking advantage of the money. We watched it together the day before yesterday. In the third issue of "Talent Co., Ltd.", Renchi Yingfeng donated nine million without blinking an eye..."
Jiang Biyaowei glanced at Sun Youzhi, then swept her eyes over Luo Xiyang and Zhang Rui. With her delicate thoughts, she persuaded softly: "Old Qian, Youzhi, if you two don't accept the notice fee, how can Zhang Rui and the others be so embarrassed to take it?
Your unit hasn't rehearsed any new plays for half a year, so you just go on tour with meager paychecks..."
Yan Qing, who always has a peripheral vision, also observed the joy and subsequent sadness in the eyes of Luo Xiyang, Zhang Rui and his wife when they heard that the single-issue notice fee was 1.2 million.
"Teacher Jiang is absolutely right. The money itself comes from the program production fees. Luo Bing of Whispering Video also specifically asked me to tell you two that "Talent Co., Ltd." will trouble us in the future.
There are still more.”
Yan Qing looked at Qian Dejun and Sun Youzhi sincerely.
"Okay, then I will ask you to come up with a few more good books. Lao Sun and I originally planned that since our People's Art team has contributed, let your program team come up with this book and adapt it into a drama... I'll accept it.
Why do you have the nerve to ask Qian? Come to Lao Sun to relieve your worries..."
His tone was pretending to be bleak, Qian Dejun had an exaggerated melancholy on his face, and he clinked glasses with the frowning Sun Youzhi.
"Brother Qing, drink tea. This book is really suitable for turning into a multi-act drama... Mrs. Niu also likes it~"
Even Fei Jingyu fawningly came over with a teapot to refill Yan Qing's tea.
"It's not the same as "Pause Today". I own the copyright of the script, so you can just use it if you want to adapt it to the drama."
Human beings are not plants, so how can one be ruthless? After understanding the twists and turns, Yan Qing readily agreed to Qian Dejun's request. During this time, the information leaked from Miao Miao's mouth also revealed that the original owner of the body had received a lot of care from the imperial capital's talents.
.
After finishing the small talk, Yan Qing finally got the information he had always wanted to hear.
"Brother Qing, whom I haven't seen in the past few months, is actually much more cheerful. He looks a bit like he was when he was seconded to our art club."
It was Zhao Lei's somewhat emotional words that aroused everyone's discussion.
It wasn't until after nine o'clock in the evening that Yan Qing followed Luo Xiyang, Zhang Rui and his wife to say goodbye.
On the special car ride back to Shichahai, Yan Qing kept reading the information he got from chatting.
…
"According to what Mr. Qian and the others said, I was in trouble after I finished filming "Brave" with Yi Yi and watched the first cut of "The Sound of the Blue Sea". I hired the company in early May 2013.
I had to wait until the end of June 2014 to cancel my leave. After I returned to my workplace, I felt a lot more gloomy..."
…
"The reason for taking leave is actually to travel to Los Angeles, Atlanta, Chicago, and New York to create a new musical..."
…
"I used to have a very good relationship with many girls from Renyi. After I came back from my vacation, "I" took the initiative to distance myself. So that's how my phone number and address book will be deleted?"
…
"Combined with Su Meng, Gao Yuan's reaction that day looks more and more like she was caught cheating... What a huge scapegoat... But if she really was caught cheating, judging from the subsequent reaction, it doesn't make sense."
…
"It's still a fog. I need to find an opportunity to talk to Su Meng, Gao Yuan and the others, and try to find a way to get some information. I always feel that if I don't understand these things, I will be short-changed in front of buzzing."
…
"Originally, I was just trying to find out the truth in order to better play the role and try to complete the memory. Now I'm putting the cart before the horse. I'm buzzing. I like you. It's such a blind and sweet thing."
As his thoughts fluctuated, Yan Qing, hiding in the shadow of the moonlight, couldn't help but blush.
"Take your time, you have to have a chess player's mentality. You can usually study more about Zhang Heyang's nine-dan positioning layout..."
In the restaurant, Yuan Wangsong was holding a cigarette happily, looking at Yuan Yuqiu, who was walking back quietly from behind the screen in the living room and dining room, and he was giving directions coolly.
"Dad, they are still discussing the content of the last episode of the program in a low voice over the sofa. Mom has no intention of coming over at all."
Yuan Yuqiu looked again and reported again with a bitter look on his face.
Yuan Wangsong narrowed his eyes and asked, "Xiaoyue and her unit are going on tour in the Imperial Capital this Wednesday?"
Yuan Yuqiu's eyebrows were filled with tenderness: "Don't worry, I have someone watching her, she will be fine."
"I heard from Secretary Yu that you fired a new media expert newly recruited by the group downstairs today."
Passing the cigarette butt to Yuan Yuqiu for disposal, Yuan Wangsong said happily: "Well done!"
"Zhou Shuhuan! I also want to break one of his legs. Today I have a long list of LGBT people who have come out and committed suicide in the past few years to come to me."
Yuan Yuqiu's face changed, and she lowered her voice bitterly: "He said he had a way to hack Yan Qing's sexual orientation."
"How can we talk about a arrogant man when the family is not well-protected? You have done a great job." Yuan Wangsong patted Yuan Yuqiu on the shoulder and led him into the living room together.
Sitting on the sofa, Yuan Yuyue boasted in a coquettish way: "Don't worry, eldest sister, the address of their program group is on Xizhimen Inner Street. The recording time is Friday and Saturday. Your sister and I are in the imperial capital, and the door is clear."
Clearly aware of the movements of the two people in the restaurant, Yuan Yuchun's attitude was unscrupulous: "If you really have the courage to go, remember to ask Yan Qing for an autograph for me. There is a friend in my salon who has been clamoring for it."
Yu Jiawei, who had her back to the restaurant and was unaware of it, shouted: "Xiao Yue, I want another autograph from my Professor Weng, too."
"Sister, is this friend you are talking about yourself~"
Yuan Yuyue smiled sweetly and said: "Mom is more brave~"
"Cough...cough..."
Yuan Yuqiu, who looked embarrassed, had no choice but to speak out to show his presence.
"I'm confused. What's so good about Yan Qing's signature? If it's convenient for Xiao Yue, just ask for Weng Huaijing's signature for me. I just... watch this show occasionally to support the female professor's light."
The witty Professor Yu sternly justified his wall-climbing behavior.
The spring flowers and autumn moon are all here, and I feel that my family and everything are prosperous, and Yuan Wangsong is very happy.
…
ps: The author is timid and fearful of things. The lgbt paragraph is designed for the needs of the main plot line and is not malicious.