Building 8 ushered in a slightly embarrassing sumptuous dinner.
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Shao Qing, who has always looked like a queen, actually lost her temper today, acting like a little daughter-in-law who has to endure her anger, but in contrast, she has a very beautiful style.
Miao Miao, who is usually very lively, did not dare to express her anger. She was immersed in eating shrimps throughout the whole process. When she occasionally raised her head, her eyes were extremely stiff.
On the contrary, Zhang Yameng concealed her emotions quite well, and her smile was still innocent and innocent, but she chose a position far away from the other girls.
Li Hanyuan noticed the abnormality in time, but as a newbie, she could only give Lao Zhang a few chopsticks and carefully cooked crayfish in various ways.
Zhou Peipei's suspicious eyes kept wandering between Shao Qing and Zhang Ya's dreams. Her little head was full of doubts. She was really curious as to why a long-planned lesson about flirting with girls had such an outrageous ending.
The sensitive Professor Weng preconceivedly mistook Shao Qing's shy behavior as a deliberate imitation and teasing of himself. The extremely thin-skinned Weng Huaijing naturally chose to blame Yan Qing and secretly rolled his eyes at someone.
Yan Qing, who is as sweet as honey, managed his expression quite laxly during this period, sometimes wandering off and sometimes giggling.
Fortunately, there was Xu Moer, the only normal one who worked tirelessly to play the role of pistachio. By the end of the meal, the atmosphere gradually relaxed and became more harmonious.
Well aware of Weng Huaijing's arrogant nature, Yan Qing would certainly not be greedy for credit and rush into the beautiful woman. Instead, he would retreat rationally and appropriately to give each other a certain amount of space and time.
After eating, Yan Qing went back to Building 8 and continued mixing and recording records. He followed his daily routine and completed the unshakable physical training in Ji Xianlin's yoga room. When he returned to Shao Qing's side, "
The fifth issue of "Talent Co., Ltd." has been broadcast for a while.
As soon as he arrived at the door, Yan Qing could hear Zhang Yameng's slow and analytical voice:
"...The transformation of "Reviewing the Past and Learning from the Past" would be considered a success, if the reference was not set to our program."
"That's right. If you go to Mantianxing and those people... let's not mention it. You have to know that emotional marketing is always simple and affordable..."
Finally, I was able to talk to Zhang Yameng normally. Old Shao Qing was holding a cigarette, but she and Weng Huaijing were sitting far away from the group of young girls headed by Lao Zhang.
"I can't bear to smoke Mo'er, Peipei, Hanyuan and these little girls, but they make my house buzz..."
Yan Qing, who had no idea, only dared to slander Shao Qing in his heart.
While looking forward, Miao Miao waved and said: "Our movie is about to start! Brother Qing'er, come and sit down."
Yan Qing noticed that they deliberately left an antique sofa in the shape of a master's chair between Shao Qing and the girls. It was not far away from Weng Huaijing.
Professor Weng was sitting upright, not squinting. She was concentrating on the loading screen on the LCD screen, as if an extremely exciting plot was being played on TV.
"Everyone is interested, and the buzzing reaction is so cute!"
Feeling secretly happy in her heart, Yan Qing looked at the TV as she walked.
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A line of bold subtitles is loaded above the black screen:
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"Talent Co., Ltd." Issue 5: "Moonlight Sultry"
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Starring: Weng Huaijing, Yan Qing
Director, screenwriter: Yan Qing
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Almost at the same time, the second line of slightly thinner subtitles also slowly appeared.
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"Sister Jinger, here's the first rank!"
Obviously a little excited, Zhou Peipei turned her head in surprise and bumped into Yan Qing. She stuck out her tongue cutely.
"It was said in the edited version that we, Sister Jing, were the ones who shouldered the drama alone..."
Bagua snickered, Li Hanyuan leaned forward and said rationally: "Isn't it normal to be in the first position? Come to Brother Qing to have a slice of iced watermelon!"
"Yuan'er is right, it's a good idea to have longing."
Yan Qingshen nodded in agreement, and sat down on the vacant Taishi chair. As soon as he sat down, Li Hanyuan brought over a plate of iced watermelon, and Zhou Peipei also handed over a glass of refreshing honey lemonade.
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The second line of subtitles scrolling on TV everything:
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Starring: Ren Dongming, Qian Dejun, Zhao Lei, Sun Youzhi, Jiang Biyao, Luo Xiyang, Zhang Rui, Yuan Yuyue
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Among the main actors, only Zhang Yameng is missing.
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Knowing clearly that this was Zhang Yameng's own intention, Miao Miao might not have a good first impression of Yuan Yuyue. She muttered and complained: "Brother Qing'er, why did you include that girl's name? She is from the Yuan family."
people!"
"Xiao Meow, you don't understand this..."
Shao Qing deliberately said in a strange manner: "Brother Qing, you are so mature again!"
Deliberately pandering, Zhang Yameng had the courage to make a joke on her boss in front of Weng Huaijing: "Let Professor Weng come to Kangkang. How familiar is Brother Qing today?"
Suddenly lowering his head, Weng Huaijing pretended to play with his phone as if nothing had happened.
There are many ways for women to quickly eliminate embarrassment, and complaining together is obviously the most effective one. Looking at each other with Zhang Yameng, Shao Qing smiled sweetly: "No, he is too familiar with it, and he can't keep his words."
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At the end of the subtitles, a long list of thanks pops up:
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Special thanks to:
China National Center for the Performing Arts Concert Hall
Imperial People's Art Troupe
Shanghai Symphony Orchestra
Coca-Cola (Huaguo) Beverages Co., Ltd.
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After Yan Qing was polite, he picked up the water glass. He drank most of the glass and then picked up a slice of watermelon.
Shao Qing murmured in a low voice: "It's quite easy to handle our girls."
Noticing that Yan Qing's earlobes turned slightly red, Weng Huaijing couldn't bear it. She lowered her head and quietly reached out to touch Shao Qing. She reminded with a cold voice: "The movie has started!"
Shao Qing smiled proudly and finally let Yan Qing go. She turned her eyes to the TV screen along with everyone else.
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Subtitle insertion:
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November 8, 1992, Sunday, the fourteenth day of the tenth lunar month
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The TV screen gradually became brighter, and as the clouds moved, a half-full moon hung in the dark gray sky.
A burst of singing sounded from the narrator:
"I admit that it's all the moon's fault. The moonlight is so beautiful and you are so gentle, that's why in an instant I just want to grow old with you~"
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"The day before Sister Jinger's birthday!"
Someone in the living room muttered softly: "This day is really set with ulterior motives, tsk tsk tsk!"
Hiding her beautiful figure behind Shao Qing, the corners of Weng Huaijing's eyes turned red, but she still looked up at the TV.
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The background music is still that rock track with a somewhat retro arrangement:
"It's all your fault. Falling in love with me so easily has made me unknowingly infected with the vanity of being loved..."
Accompanied by Yan Qing's hoarse chanting, the scene quickly flashed through various night view landmarks in the imperial capital, including Shichahai, Drum Tower, Qianmen Street, and finally stopped at Chongwenmenwai Street.
"It's all your fault. In your eyes, there is always a vagueness that makes people pity and love..."
The camera slowly zoomed in and settled on a red neon sign on Chongwenmenwai Street.
A Western restaurant called Maxim's Restaurant has a Sunday dinner menu posted at the door.
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"Brother Qing is also the old imperial capital..."
With some emotion in his tone, Shao Qing replied: "Maxim, it opened in 1983 and is known as the purest French restaurant. It once defined the standard of French food in China."
"Do you need the old Imperial City? Rock legends have performed here many times and even had a little-known love affair..."
Yan Qing, who was watching all directions and listening in all directions, muttered to himself:
"But looking at Shao Qing like this, he probably has some memories of this place."
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"What kind of deep love can make two people commit their lives to each other?"
The background music slowly faded away, and the camera moved forward, passing through the barrier of the glass door and entering the interior of the French restaurant, which was completely illuminated by candlelight.
"Uh, Lao Liu, how are the preparations... going?"
A middle-aged male diner who appeared to be bald and fat from the back half stood up from the table. He timidly asked the waiter in a tuxedo behind the table waiting for the customer's order.
The fat waiter Lao Liu secretly made an OK gesture to him from underneath while holding the menu.
Opposite the middle-aged fat man, there is a lady sitting upright. Her thin face can be seen in the camera, her eyebrows are sharp, there are faint dark circles around her eyes, her cheekbones are slightly protruding, and her expression is a bit picky.
, with fluffy curly hair that was popular in the 1980s, and a pair of old-fashioned black-framed glasses on the bridge of his nose.
"Hurry up, Lu Chuan..."
Clearly impatient, and unintentionally showing a hint of disgust, she closed her eyes and urged, "Let's order first."
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"Brother Qing's style, just the back view is stunning..."
As soon as she heard the speech, she knew that Li Hanyuan was Lao Shou Quanjing. She couldn't help complaining: "Sister Jing's makeup, using highlights to make her cheekbones too convex, makes her look a bit mean...and she is also dressed very old-fashioned!"
With a chuckle, Zhang Yameng hugged her and explained: "Silly girl, this is the 1990s..."
Shao Qing showed off: "Yuan'er, you don't know how much effort the makeup artist put in to create this effect. Otherwise, how could the audience break away from the inherent impression of longing for beauty in the prosperous age."
Zhou Peipei raised her cell phone at the right time, and the screen was filled with the full screen barrage.
Her proud expression seemed to say on behalf of netizens and the audience: "That's it? I can do it!"
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The camera slowly straightened out, and two diners, a man and a woman in formal attire, came into view from the side, and the waiter stood in the center of the frame.
On the side, Lu Chuan, a plump middle-aged man with a shiny forehead, obediently ordered the food.
"Gary, the appetizers and white soup are just like this. From the side dishes onwards, don't listen to him..."
The lady with a fluffy hairstyle couldn't help but interrupt Lu Chuan's ordering. She gave him a cold look and took over the ordering job in a familiar and domineering manner.
"As a side dish, I changed him to cheese-baked Boston lobster, the main dish was medium-rare lamb chops, and two avocado and purple cabbage salads..."
The waiter, whose name was Lao Liu and had a foreign English name, took note of them one by one. Not surprised, he bent down like a gentleman and asked: "Okay, then...Ms. Yu Ge, are the desserts and drinks still the same as before?"
"For dessert, I want a pudding..."
Yu Ge made the decision arbitrarily: "Give him a cup of mocha, and give me a cup of espresso."
"Okay, I'm going to place the order, please wait..." After saying that, Lao Liu turned and left their table.
"Lu Chuan, don't even think about it. You'll have to catch a plane for a business trip soon..."
With a sharp eyebrow raised, Yu Ge continued to preach: "You must have been airsick several times on the plane, and you spit out the greasy cod. Just listening to it makes me sick to death."
"I can't control my mouth, it smells so good..."
Lu Chuan, a bald, plump, middle-aged man pushed up the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and continued: "Thankfully, you are taking care of me."
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“Really fragrant warning! Classic consumption for yourself…”
Zhang Yameng commented seriously: "Actually, Brother Qing and Sister Jing are quite subversive of their image..."
Zhou Peipei showed the barrage on her mobile phone: "The barrage praises their acting skills, and occasionally they are discussing the settings..."
With a cute look, Miao Miao's soft and waxy voice suddenly sounded: "Everyone stand up and welcome Miss Zhou to the stage with applause!"
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An elegant male voice: "Pepe, are you impatient?"
A crisp female voice: "Professor, I have some other worries!"
While waiting for the food to be served on the screen, Yu Ge and Lu Chuan, who were somewhat bored, were attracted by the sound of arguing coming from the next table.
With a mean smile, Yu Ge disdainfully scolded: "You don't even have basic Western etiquette. Why did Maxim even let in such a guest?"
Lu Chuan looked over slightly under Yu Ge's somewhat disdainful gaze.
The camera followed his gaze to the table next to him, where he saw a middle-aged man in his forties. He looked much better than Lu Chuan, who had been deliberately vilified by a stylist. He was wearing a sophisticated high-end woolen suit and his body shape was well managed.
Sitting opposite him was a girl in her early twenties, wearing a mid-range fashionable dress, with a face full of youthful vitality.
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"Pepe, is this the scene in the best version?"
Li Hanyuan touched Zhou Peipei next to her, and she continued excitedly: "The professor started lecturing you, and then you argued for a few words, got up and threw a glass of wine in his face..."
"Yes, Teacher Luo is very dedicated and strict. I spilled it three times..." Zhou Peipei felt a little embarrassed.
"Pepe's acting skills are much better than before..."
Shao Qing did not hesitate to praise her: "I still remember filming "Pause Today" four or five times."
"How long has it been, and how many times Pepe has ridden me, you still remember it clearly..."
Seeing Shao Qing succeed in fishing and smiling happily, ready to tease Weng Huaijing, Yan Qing, who was both sweet and guilty, suddenly turned the topic back to herself.
"How does I, Lu Chuan, look like? Is it very different from me?"
Shao Qing immediately said venomously: "It has great potential for emoticons, I'm just waiting for your golden words."
Unexpectedly, her teasing accidentally caused Miao Miao to whisper what was in her heart: "It would be great if there really were two Qing'er brothers..."
Hearing such a sentence, everyone pretended not to hear it and continued to watch the TV seriously. Weng Huaijing followed Shao Qing and secretly glanced at Yan Qing.
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After the drinking scene happened on the screen, the middle-aged male professor was not embarrassed. He summoned the waiter in a skillful manner, ordered a large glass of brandy, and asked him to remove everything the girl left in the restaurant. He laughed at himself with a bit of laughter.
He was very graceful and apologized to all the diners at the next table.
"The world is declining, and gentle beasts..."
Yu Ge shook his head and stopped watching the excitement.
"It's a rare sight, tsk tsk tsk..."
Lu Chuan pinched the fat face and sneered softly: "It's ridiculous that a man can't even control his own woman."
After saying that, he even laughed out loud, as if he was still immersed in the state of gloating about someone else's misfortune.
Yu Ge glanced at Lu Chuan coldly. He immediately realized that he had made a mistake. He lowered his head to admit his mistake and covered his mouth like a slap in the face at the speed of light.
"First, that girl is obviously just his temporary girlfriend, who is more than 20 years younger than him..."
Yu Ge took a sip of lemonade and continued to speak in a lowered voice: "Second, put away that machismo on your lips. You clearly know what I don't like the most..."
Lu Chuan immediately looked like he was being taught.
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Everything on the screen, scene changes
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Two waiters in bow ties, one thin and one fat, were chatting next to the dessert cart in the back kitchen aisle.
The thin waiter joked: "Brother Akihito, why do you stay here all the time? Are you lazy?"
Liu Mingren quickly denied: "No, Lou Junwei, don't talk nonsense, it's Lu Chuan who plans to propose tonight..."
Lou Junwei's face was full of curiosity: "How do you know?"
Liu Mingren grinned: "He discussed it with me..."
Lou Junwei asked: "It's new, so did he design any special links?"
Liu Mingren waved his hand: "It's not complicated. When he waves, I will bring the champagne over and that will be it."
Lou Junwei was amazed: "He is quite trendy. Where is the ring? He ordered cake for dessert?"
Liu Mingren shook his head: "He didn't say it, so he probably didn't prepare it. The dessert was made by our regular customer, Miss Yu Ge..."
Lou Junwei sighed: "It's just a bottle of champagne, so I guess this proposal is quite boring..."
Liu Mingren hit the mark and said, "You are thinking too much. Our French restaurant has been open for more than nine years, and this is the first time that we have seen someone propose to us."
"Ms. Yu Ge, none of us know her character. To be honest, Lu Chuan's preparations were too careless..."
Lou Junwei smiled evilly and retorted: "I have never eaten pork but I have seen pigs running. In a Western-style proposal, a ring is indispensable."
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During the chat, the camera slowly moved up to reveal the clock hanging on the wall behind Liu Mingren and Lou Junwei. The quartz clock accurately displayed the time:
8:15.
From close-up to close-up, the restaurant clock firmly occupies the center of the screen, and the minute hand rapidly rotates half a circle:
8:45 is here in a blink of an eye.
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ps: "The Trouble Caused by the Moon"
Original singer: Zhang Yu
Lyricist: Shishiro
Composer: Zhang Yu
Arranger: Michael Thomson
Album included: 1998 "Sun. Moon"
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