Chapter 165 Watching the fun and seeing the collapse of my house
"I would rather die drunk in Wenwen Township than admire Emperor Wu's Baiyun Township. Liu Ao is sincere and does not deceive. Wenwen Township is really a hero's grave."
Although the duplicitous Yan Qing complained about Liu Ao, Emperor Cheng of the Han Dynasty, he still brought his mobile phone into the drawing room honestly. The text message in his hand was natural and green: "Gege, you have already arrived at the practice room. I
It’s time to start pulling the tabs as well.]
After sending the message, Yan Qing also started his serious plan to attract movies, and naturally the three comedy movies with high IMDB scores from yesterday were the same.
Last night's message from Hongyan made Yan Qing aware of Weng Huaijing's holiday schedule. It can be said that it is a full schedule.
She will stay in the ballet practice room of Imperial Dance Academy in the morning. In addition to taking care of her own ballet skills, Professor Weng Huaijing also has to supervise the daily training of several classical ballet contestants in the school.
In the afternoon, she planned to go to Beiguluo Lane to practice piano. Since the studio was officially established, Weng Huaijing's daily performance practice has also been placed in the practice room here.
Feeling pity for Weng Huaijing's diligence, Yan Qing tried to persuade her to pay attention to the balance between work and rest.
As a result, Professor Weng skillfully used his words and body to make Yan Qing speechless and ashamed:
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if you can dream - and not make dreams your master;
if you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
if you can fill the iving minute
with sixty seconds' worth of distance run
yours is the earth and everything that's in it!
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The poem comes from "if" by Rudyard Kipling, the Nobel Prize winner, corrupt novelist, and poet. Professor Weng's words seem to mean that this is what Yan Qing used to use when he taught piano.
To encourage her.
This song "If" has been translated into various languages and compiled into textbooks in twenty-six countries and regions. The original text was already familiar to Yan Qing, and he murmured softly:
"If you can dream, but don't be a slave to your dreams;
If you can think instead of thinking for the sake of thinking;
If you can face failure and triumph calmly with a normal heart, and understand that they are actually illusions;
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If you can cherish time like gold and seize every second, then this world will all belong to you."
"That's not true! If it's just to encourage hard work, Xunzi, Han Yu, Yan Zhenqing... these people all have the enlightening lines of "Encouraging Learning" to use, why would "I" use an English poem? Obviously this
The Chinese ancient customs and Chinese studies in the world are flourishing. This is not ideal..."
As he became more familiar with the world, Yan Qing became keenly aware of some subtle contradictions:
"Unlike her, "I" have no history of studying abroad, but I seem to take our poor Chinese studies for granted and take it for granted. Sir Scott's poem in "Pause Today", she was
Looking back on his performance, there is something wrong with it... Jin... Xiaoge's way of revising the script is very natural..."
Yan Qing, who discovered the blind spot, couldn't help but continue to speculate and spread:
"Could it be said that the important reason why I don't join a gang is that I inexplicably match some of the characteristics of my predecessor, outstanding musical talent, Trotskyist acting skills that have formed muscle memory, similar clothes, I like quietness, I can live in a house on weekdays, and I have the same hips.
With a solid foundation in Chinese studies, both "I" and I have done some not-so-explicit research into British literature..."
After thinking about it, Yan Qing began to figure out the differences between him and his predecessor:
"In terms of eating habits, it can be attributed to the difference in the growing environment. After all, "I" am from Liancheng in southern Hunan and I like spicy food, but I grew up in Pengcheng in eastern Guangdong. My taste is naturally lighter, and my attitude towards girls seems to be somewhat different.
, there are actually some differences in music production. Those eight rap works are not the works of the previous life at all... So in fact, "my" music creation level is actually very high. After all, my expertise is arrangement and production..."
It seems that Yan Qing has been struggling for a long time, but whenever the text message alert sounds, he is quite honest and replies to the message quickly.
"Being a Riddler is not as fun as chatting with buzz buzz. Forget it, we agreed that everything that goes by is a prologue. If it were me, I would probably use what Shelly said in "the revolt of Islam"
That sentence, the past is death's, the future is thine, everything yesterday is like death yesterday, and everything tomorrow is like rebirth, the metaphor is stronger, and it's off topic again, let's cherish the present!"
The Riddler finally chose to be loyal to his heart, and Yan Qing was immersed in the joy of chatting with Weng Huaijing.
After all, this short message was one of the few pieces of information Yan Qing got from Professor Weng yesterday. Most of the other time, the two maintained a tacit understanding and never mentioned the past.
Quietly, Yan Qing had already discovered that what he really enjoyed was actually chatting with Weng Huaijing, instead of trying his best to retrieve those unknown and scattered memories.
Before going to bed last night, he thought about Su Meng's words over and over again. In more than six years, Weng Huaijing has gradually grown from a ballet girl with only some classical music background to the amazing woman she is today.
It can be said that the professor has maximized his talents and hard work.
"Both "I" and she are considered geniuses, but I am the only one who hides a secret. In fact, I am a very ordinary person. If I don't work hard, how will I be qualified to be Weng Huaijing's future significant other."
After experiencing such a change in his mentality, Yan Qing devoted himself fully to his holiday improvement plan.
"~Dingling bell~"
It wasn't until about three o'clock in the afternoon that his state was interrupted by a phone call from Shao Qing.
"Brother Qing, hurry up! Go out quickly..."
Shao Qing's voice on the phone was unusually chaotic: "Jianghu is calling for help. Come to my house quickly."
"Ah? What... am I Wheeljack?"
Some Zhang Er Jingang was confused, and Yan Qing replied casually in confusion: "Sister Qing, don't worry, what happened?"
"Lao Zhang is really a crow's mouth. He talks about Tsingtao Beer. My parents came to the imperial capital..."
Shao Qing's voice was filled with anger, helplessness, and tragedy: "The two of them went to the Temple of Heaven Park and Zhongshan Park separately today. They will meet at Yuyuantan Park."
Deliberately making up for some common sense in the Imperial City, Yan Qing's Qiqiao Linglongxin understood everything at once. He understood it instantly and said with a smile: "Good guy, my uncle and aunt are well prepared. The three major dating partners in the Imperial City are all alive."
"Stop making sarcastic remarks and come here quickly..."
Shao Qing said anxiously and angrily: "You don't know how much my mother opened her mouth, she almost knocked me into the wall!"
"As the saying goes, like mother, like daughter, is it inevitable for an older left-over girl to escape the fate of being forced into marriage? It's so satisfying!"
Secretly slandering Shao Qing in his heart, Yan Qing resisted the urge to burst into laughter. He asked cautiously: "Poor parents in the world, the question is, what use can I have in the past? You don't want to pretend to be your boyfriend, do you?"
"Huaijing is indeed right about you, you are shameless and do the same thing..."
On the phone, Shao Qing was a little angry: "Yan Qing, are you thinking too much? I have reported it to her, and I must agree with her before I dare to call you."
Yan Qing, whose thoughts were exposed, was immediately speechless: "..."
"I'm not asking you to pretend to be a couple like in the TV series. My parents said they wanted to meet my friend..."
Yan Qing's gag made Shao Qing relax a little. She also knew that she had not made her words clear. She explained helplessly: "I probably want to start with you. They have thought for so many years that I have that problem and that I may like women.
, got it!”
"Ah! We have traveled through time, is society still so malicious towards women?"
After feeling trembling and cold, Yan Qing finally realized that this place was not that place. He carefully probed: "You guys?"
"Yes, of course it's you..."
Shao Qing suddenly smiled and added: "I hope she will come over for dinner too, but it may be a little later."
"I'll be there soon!"
Yan Qing, who had always wanted to ask Weng Huaijing to meet but was timid, immediately changed his face. He was so elated that he could not wait to agree immediately.
Knowing that Shao Qing likes to tease people, Yan Qing restrained his impulse and said reservedly: "I... don't know how to get along with elders."
On the phone, Shao Qing said angrily: "Don't do this, my parents follow our program and like you and Huaijing very much."
"What...have you watched "Pause Today" and "Moonlight"? Shao Qing and I had a lot of physical contact...ah this..."
Yan Qing, who was thinking a lot, thought of the plots he and Shao Qing had filmed, and he said, "But in those two dramas, the two of us..."
One thing comes down to another, and Yan Qing falls for Shao's trick. He can only agree: "Goodbye, I have no obligation to refuse!"
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The traffic conditions in the imperial capital during the National Day Golden Week were pretty good. Forty minutes later, Yan Qing arrived at Xiangshan Yishu on the West Fifth Ring Road.
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[Sister Qing’s father, Shao Yong, is very gentle. He is now the deputy director of the Qingdao Laoshan Scenic Area Management Committee. Shao’s mother is Ran Ning. She was previously the general manager of Tsingtao Brewery Group Marketing Co., Ltd. and is said to be an iron lady type of manager.]
Before getting off the bus, Yan Qing specifically looked at the phone screen again. Weng Huaijing sent him a thoughtful text message after asking for help and reporting.
"They brought back a bunch of blind date resumes... I felt like I was suffocating..."
Shao Qing was welcomed out as if she had seen a savior. She rolled her eyes and complained: "You are so fast. Our family has not set off yet."
Glancing at Yan Qing's screen, Shao Qing could change her face very quickly. After reading it closely, she jokingly said, "It's a text message to express love, that's what I'm saying. No wonder some people hung up on me a little too quickly today."
After entering the house, the TV in the living room was playing a soap opera from Pearl Channel. Ran Ning was holding a white porcelain cup and looking at Yan Qingxiao with kind eyes, while Shao Yong was busy in the kitchen pre-processing area.
The soap opera on TV suddenly started the drama of marriage, and the ceremony followed the six wedding rituals, including accepting, asking for the name, accepting the invitation, accepting the invitation, asking for the date, and welcoming the bride.
"Nanny, let's make some tea. Yan Qingkuai... come sit here and chat with auntie for a while!"
Ran Ning glared at her daughter with hatred, and then asked Xiang Yanqing kindly: "When you get married, will it be Chinese style or Western style?"
"What? Who am I marrying? Why didn't I know..."
This blow made Yan Qing dumbfounded: "Um, Aunt Ran, what did you say..."
"When men get married, they get married, and when girls get married, there's nothing embarrassing about that. In "Moonlight," you were discussing this issue with Huaijing, right? Nannan said that you two really like to be secretive..."
The amount of information contained in Ran Ning's words was obvious. She said in a very gossipy manner: "If we use the Western style, I think it will be fine. When the time comes, can we give the bouquet to my unsatisfactory family?"
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"What's so good about a broken soap opera..."
Handing Yan Qing a bottle of soda, Shao Qing interrupted: "Mom, I want to change the channel."
Ran Ning was not annoyed when her spellcasting was interrupted. She picked up the remote control and changed the channel. A picture of a male and female guest on a dating show successfully holding hands appeared on the TV. Mr. Ran opened his mouth and said: "Yan Qing, who do you think can find us?"
My little girl is coaxed into joining this show."
"Um...for Pearl Channel's programs, just ask Director Li Yannian..."
Afraid that the fire would burn him again, the tool man Yan Qing obediently gave Ran Ning advice.
"You kill me..."
As if she were a shy daughter, Shao Qing learned and used Meow Meow's stomping skills. She would rather die than give in and said: "Even if I die outside and jump from here, there is no way I can be on a program like "Let's go on a blind date"."
As he spoke, Shao Qing grabbed the remote control and changed the channel. On the TV was a skit show where Yue Che knelt down on one knee on the dining table to imitate Lu Chuan's proposal.
"This meme has gone viral so quickly! Are you really going to kneel down at the dining table to propose?"
Yan Qing, who didn't mind watching the excitement, glanced at it and didn't give Ran Ning a chance to get angry. Shao Qing switched to a cartoon station at the speed of light and carefully observed that the cartoons on the TV were cartoons before she put down the remote control with relief.
Unfortunately, the child in the cartoon started to mutter without warning: "Grandma! Grandma! Grandma!"
"Hey! My good grandson!" Ran Ning suddenly started interacting with the cartoon.
"Mom! Do you want to force me to death?" Shao Qing turned off the TV angrily.
"This is still not my daughter's house. Why am I so uncomfortable? I can't even look at this or that."
Ran Ning pretended to be angry: "Is it bothering you to watch a cartoon? You can't live this life."
Shao Qing was helpless: "You can watch it, but why are you so blind?"
Ran Ning pretended to wipe away tears: "I want to hear people call me grandma. This child is so cute. I...it's so difficult for me..."
Shao Qing was about to cry. She begged for mercy: "Mom! This kid is a villain. He has two horns. How can he be cute?"
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Sighing that evil people still need to be punished by evil people, Yan Qing just watched Ran Ning manage the usually arrogant Shao Qing with ease throughout the whole process.
Ran Ning didn't give up on this close-range meal until Weng Huaijing appeared in the living room. She greeted Yan Qing and Professor Weng, who had not even had time to flirt with each other, and went directly to the table to eat.
After sitting at the dinner table, Yan Qing clearly felt that Shao's father and Shao's mother loved Weng Huaijing more than his own daughter.
Ran Ning was no longer arrogant towards Shao Qing. She was picking up food for Professor Weng the whole time, while Shao Yong looked like he was treating Yan Qing as a dirty son-in-law, which made Shao so angry that he bit his silver teeth into pieces.
Finally, after dinner, Shao Yong and Ran Ning went out for a walk. The really angry daughter of the Shao family approached Weng Huaijing and started bickering. Professor Weng's fighting performance was not good today, and Shao Qing easily suppressed him unilaterally.
"Gege, I heard Aunt Ran tell a very interesting joke today..."
Seeing Weng Huaijing being bullied, Yan Qing drew his sword to help.
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Three older leftover women put together to see who is more pitiful.
The first leftover woman said that it had been a long time since a man had given me flowers.
The second leftover woman said that no man has asked me to have dinner with me in several years.
The third leftover girl looked at the two friends with disdain and said calmly: "What does this mean? My toilet seat has not been opened for six years."
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"It is said that Aunt Ran heard this joke from someone else in Yuyuantan Park..."
The words are excellent, Yan Qing vividly retells Ran Ning's weird jokes: "She asked me to come a few more times, so that the toilet seat in Sister Qing's house would not be broken!"
"Yan Qing, I warn you not to mess with me, you will regret it soon..."
With a cold and merciless look, Shao Qing continued to complain angrily: "By the way, the dating corner in Yuyuantan is really the source of all evil... it should have been demolished a long time ago!"
"Sister Qing has a mental problem..."
With Yan Qing's help, Professor Weng slowly began to fight back: "It's not easy for uncle and aunt to come here once, so what's the harm in going to Yuyuantan with us?"
"You're right, I can't have as good a state of mind as yours..."
Glancing at Weng Huaijing's cell phone on the coffee table, Shao Qing calmly fought one against two, imitating a cold tone, and said quietly to Yan Qing: "If you contact me, I will chat. If you don't contact me,
I just let it take its course, to be honest, I miss you too, but I can overcome it."
After saying that, Shao Qing gave a pretentious cry, suppressed the blush on her cheeks, and hurriedly turned her back to Yan Qing. She took out her mobile phone and sighed: "I'm so troubled. The only thing that troubles me is this text message package."
The package of about 1,500 pieces is probably not enough."
"I...have been busy with my own things these past two days, and he was discussing work matters with me..."
There was no confidence in the argument. Professor Weng, who was being pinched, secretly glanced at Yan Qing, and she solemnly declared: "From now on... you can only send me 10 text messages a day."
"Shao Qing! Aren't I just helping you? Are you so cruel?"
Suddenly, he noticed that his house collapsed while watching the excitement. Yan Qing tried hard to bargain with Weng Huaijing and said, "How about 50 pieces?"
"No!" Weng Huaijing refused.
Chu Aiqing: "Really?"
Tsundere: "Really!"
Chu Lianqing: "You are heartless! You are cold! You are unreasonable..."
Arrogant longing: "..."
After a series of glances, the arrogant Professor Weng refused to give in, but was pestered by the shameless Yan Qing's bright eyes, which made the corners of his eyes turn red.
"Just kill me with acid..."
Shao Qing silently turned around and went to the garage to get the car: "I have to send you two back quickly, it makes me upset."
On the way back in the car, a distracted Yan Qing mustered up the courage to lick her face and send a text message to Professor Weng sitting next to her to request a date.
But Yan Qing waited for a long time and did not hear the text message ring. Professor Weng sat upright, maintaining the elegant Duchess's leaning posture throughout the process.
It wasn't until Weng Huaijing got off the car at No. 1 Courtyard of Wanshou Temple Road that she came back with a soft message:
[I... don't have time, just like when I was working at "Vogue", I only had ten minutes to spare for lunch and dinner.]