After completing the three-city tour, Yuan Yuyue was finally able to lie on the sofa at home and catch up on variety shows on Saturday night during the Golden Week holiday. Unfortunately, Meng Yan next to her looked like she was in a daze, and the lovelorn girl cried until her hair turned red.
The swollen eyelids are as pitiable as two slightly ripe peaches.
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"Yan'er... Quoting roadside news agency, the relationship between Jiang Tang and Fu Ruolai from "Noise in the River" is close to being officially announced..."
"It is said that Yue Che and Yu Zhiwei are going to work together to make a costume New Year comedy..."
"I also heard that last week Guo Yan, Zhang Chao and their program crew wanted to go to the red carpet of the opening show of New York Spring and Summer Fashion Week, but something embarrassing happened..."
"Yan'er, don't cry, please say something..."
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After trying many times, Yuan Yuyue found that Meng Yan was indifferent and just lowered her head and wept silently. She sighed secretly and gently held the girl's hand: "Yan'er... how about we stop watching TV and I'll go out with you to relax."
Bar…"
"I'm waiting for the show with you. Besides, I can't go out to meet people like this... Wuwuwu..."
Meng Yan, who was just twitching softly at first, burst into tears when she heard Yuan Yuyue say this. Feeling guilty, she choked with sobs and told her senior sister the truth:
"Brother Qiu doesn't want me anymore...Sister Xiaoyue...I'm sorry, wuwuwu, I was monitoring you for him before..."
"I knew it a long time ago...I don't blame you...With his character...even if he doesn't look for you..."
Smiling in relief, Yuan Yuyue continued to stare at Meng Yan with concern: "They will also put eye spies around me. My only concern at the time was that I was afraid that you would get hurt!"
"I blame myself for being too greedy..."
Meng Yan felt sorry for herself and continued: "I finally discovered that this man is like sand in the palm of your hand. The more you try to hold it tight, the faster it slips away..."
"That's not necessarily true..."
On TV, "Xingyu Silk Road" began to play the edited version of "Reviewing the Past and Learning the Future". As her beautiful eyes rolled around, Yuan Yuyue smiled and said: "Yan'er, do you still remember the sky full of stars I told you before?"
"Of course I remember. At that time, three celebrities forwarded us whispers..."
Raising her head blankly, Meng Yan glanced at the stars on the TV who were guesting on the show. She steeled herself and asked casually: "What's the matter? Is there any new gossip?"
"That's not true. It's Zhai Yining, my uncle Zhai's son. He also fell out of love some time ago..."
As he spoke, Yuan Yuyue burst out laughing: "His tone at that time was quite similar to yours."
"I know...he likes a planner named Yili from "Talent Co., Ltd." who has a round face and has been on the camera several times..."
As if she was gloating at the misfortune, Meng Yan lowered her head and began to reveal: "They both ended up without any problems before they even met. Brother Qiu... He... also said that Zhai Yining secretly bought a first-class ticket to the imperial capital to save his life... but he was rejected and the eight thousand yuan for the ticket was lost.
The water is floating…”
"There are already rumors about Mr. Zhai's online dating - 8000 being circulated in the small circles in Shanghai. Haha, did he even deliberately grow a beard at that time? It's very funny..."
After laughing, Yuan Yuyue felt a little regretful: "So you know, I was still thinking of introducing Zhai Yining to you. In fact, he is quite good, much more reliable than my brother."
"His motives were not pure in the first place...Forget it, I have pretty much met all of Brother Qiu's friends..."
After wiping her tears, Meng Yan was a little disinterested. She pointed at the TV and changed the subject: "It's almost time for "Talent Co., Ltd.", let's just watch the show!"
At this time, Pearl TV's "Star Talk Silk Road" had finished showing the edited versions of the other four programs, and a whispering screenshot was loaded on the TV screen:
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@TALENT LIMITED
Recommended playlist for this episode voted by Whisper netizens:
1. "Daughter's Love"
2. "The train sails beyond the clouds, and the dream returns to the sky."
3. "can i take my eyes off you"
4.《don’t break my heart》
5. "Ambiguous"
6. "Light Chaser"
7. "White Rose"
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"No way?"
The first place in the voting results was so far ahead that it made Meng Yan a little surprised: "Why do so many people choose "Daughter's Love"!"
"What else can I do? It's just because it's mysterious. Well, actually, the voting results are pretty good..."
Just raising her head and glancing at the screen, Yuan Yuyue began to play with the Whisper video app on her pad. She said nonchalantly: "At least there are five songs here that are sung by him."
The screen returned directly to the studio, and the program host Yang Guang's voice rang in their ears.
"In addition to the seven songs voted by Whisper netizens, "Talent Co., Ltd." has also prepared special surprises..."
A certain flying guest remarked: "New song!"
Yang Guang categorically denied: "Of course it's impossible..."
Yuan Yuyue frowned lightly, and then heard Yang Guang continue: "Of course it's impossible."
"How could I be fooled by such a cheap appetizer?"
Glancing at Meng Yan's reaction carefully, Yuan Yuyue secretly hated herself for not living up to expectations.
Another male voice, with a slightly exaggerated tone: "I heard that in addition to the new song, a super, super, super big-name diva has also been invited to help out."
"Ji Xianlin, the song Yan Qing wrote for Ji Tianhou has been on the Billboard top 10 list for two weeks."
The show crew's method of trying to interest people was a bit clumsy, and even Meng Yan didn't know much about the news.
"Oh, Yinuo is very well-informed. Our Director Li also specially asked us to leave some surprises. We will skip this topic..."
Deliberately laughing, Yang Guang continued to control the scene: "In addition to two new songs, several mysterious guests, and the encore song list voted by everyone, Yan Qing will not only try comedy performance with Weng Huaijing for the first time, but also bring a
A long lost song.”
"I was supposed to sing, Brother Qing, remember, you owe me a song."
On the TV screen, Wang Wanxi interjected in a coquettish voice. She skillfully entered the scene and launched a wave of self-destruction trucks.
"Speaking of "The Beginning of Autumn"... I still made up for that episode with Sister Xiaoyue." Meng Yan next to her gently poked the absent-minded Yuan Yuyue.
"Well, Wang Wanxi's "The Beginning of Autumn" sounds soulless..."
After trying again and again, she found that there was no sign of early push this week. Yuan Yuyue was about to give up, but she casually received it.
"Actually, I'm quite envious of Yuanxi. I particularly like the string music in "White Rose". If there is a chance, Ranzhi would also like to collaborate on a song with teacher Yan Qing."
"He Ranzhi's voice..."
Yuan Yuyue and Meng Yan were excited at the same time. They looked at each other and looked up at the TV. The person smiling brightly in the close-up was none other than He Ranzhi, the former concertmaster of their orchestra.
"Yan Qing is really a piece of Tang monk meat. There is a wolf in front of him and a tiger in the back..."
Meng Yan cheered Yuan Yuyue upright and said: "Sister Xiaoyue, you have chosen a hell-level difficulty, but I will fully support you in the future."
"I may not be able to grab a man..."
Suddenly with a charming smile, Yuan Yuyue spoke quietly, her voice was more like talking to herself: "But please don't worry about this string instrument, Sister He, I'm going to make it."
Through this topic raised by He Ranzhi: Which song produced by "Talents Co., Ltd." is your favorite?
Yang Guang led the flying guest group to start a discussion. They all talked about their song preferences. Unlike the previous four programs where the official party was so pink, none of the guests cue Qingjing CP, Yuan Yuyue and Meng Yan fell down.
It was also enjoyable to watch.
I didn't have the patience to wait for Yang Guang to finish the familiar ending words of "Star Language Silk Road": "All five programs have been launched..."
Yuan Yuyue directly used the pad to cast the screen over the current program, and a familiar title appeared on the TV screen.
"Weng Huaijing! It would be strange if we don't have friction and sparks when we get along day and night. Damn it, there are still six episodes of the show and the first season has only ended!"
With a look in her eyes, Yuan Yuyue took a deep look at her piano case. If Meng Yan hadn't been there, she would have wanted to take the lina and play a few tunes to relieve her anger.
Fortunately, the credits passed quickly, and the familiar performance stage that appeared at the end of previous episodes appeared on the screen.
"There must be something wrong in your heart that makes you stay so far away!"
Looking at Yan Qing and Weng Huaijing standing upright on the stage, four steps apart and about two meters apart, Yuan Yuyue turned on the barrage switch and adjusted the transparency. She couldn't help but secretly complain.
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Most of the audience outside the screen, like Meng Yan and Yuan Yuyue, began to hold their breath waiting for the show to start.
The temporary studio on the screen was completely silent at this time, ready to go.
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Everyone knows that this is a special episode of "Talent Co., Ltd.", a zero-delay live broadcast. The program team deliberately designed two sections for real-time interaction with the barrage. The entire episode will be live broadcast in real time before Yi Yi appears.
state.
"Brother Qing, come on sister Jing!"
Zhang Yameng on the live broadcast console once again cheered Yan Qing and Weng Huaijing through the earphones.
After the two people on the stage bowed deeply, the camera zoomed in slightly.
"Welcome everyone to watch this episode of "Talent Co., Ltd.", thank you all for accompanying our program for six weeks... because there is always the appearance video, plus the recording..."
Yan Qing, who is in charge of controlling the scene, looks at the camera with clear eyes and a sincere tone: "I just recently discovered that I seem to have...never introduced myself to everyone. Fortunately, it's not too late to get to know each other again."
Yan Qing bowed to the camera again: "I am Yan Qing."
Weng Huaijing followed suit, but his voice was still cold: "I am Weng Huaijing."
"The task of Professor Weng and I in today's first session is..."
While Yan Qing was speaking, Weng Huaijing had already turned around and returned to the upright piano. She picked up the huanghuali guitar and faced the camera calmly.
Zhang Yameng and the entire program team deliberately reminded Yan Qing many times to maintain the title of Professor Weng. After all, the program recorded last week has not yet been broadcast, and rashly changing the title will cause trouble to many viewers.
"Go back to our place and sing for everyone, so... let's get started."
Yan Qing followed him to the piano while controlling the scene. Zhang Yameng did not continue to mess with the props. She was well prepared, including a single piano bench and a high stool.
After exchanging glances calmly, Weng Huaijing sat upright on the high stool, and Yan Qing took his seat on the piano stool in a leisurely manner.
The two people in the camera behaved relaxedly and had natural expressions. The atmosphere was not like a reality show watched by 20 to 30 million people.
Yan Qing and Weng Huaijing behaved more like they were video chatting with friends, and there were two glasses of Miao Miao's special non-alcoholic cocktails placed on the piano cover.
"The next few songs, the program has prepared surprises for everyone, but they may also be frightening... After all, we have made a lot of adjustments in the arrangement..."
Yan Qing glanced at two glasses of cocktails while he was talking about the scene, and he resisted the urge to blush.
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The idea for this cocktail was originally proposed by Zhang Yameng. Her original intention was to create a sense of homely gossip in the first session, where she could interact with the audience and clink glasses in the middle of the songs.
When preparing for the meal in the afternoon, Yan Qing actually suggested that Miao Miao have two cups of special Long Island ice tea. He originally thought that this cocktail would have special meaning for him and Weng Huaijing.
"Didn't you emphasize to me many times that singers cannot drink alcohol?"
Weng Huaijing's reaction at that time made Yan Qing realize that this was an overestimation on his part.
"It seems that what Xiaomei said about drinking Long Island iced tea occasionally is just because... the name of Long Island comes from New York, and "I" indulge in my longing."
The situation was awkward for a while, and Yan Qing could only laugh.
"Sister Jing'er, he hasn't drank for a long time. In the past, when Brother Qing'er never sang, he didn't drink much..."
Fortunately, Miao Miao helped explain in time, but what she said next made Yan Qing's heart tremble.
"Brother Qing'er only asks me to help him mix drinks when he suffers from severe insomnia, and he still mumbles..."
Miao Miao raised her head and looked at Weng Huaijing, with a hint of sadness in her eyes: "Bring me some Long Island ice tea in exchange for a good night's sleep."
After hearing this, Weng Huaijing turned his eyes to Yan Qing's still embarrassed face, his eyes seemed to say: "Then don't drink anymore."
At that time, Yan Qing felt thunderous in his chest, but he just smiled and returned it with his eyes: "Okay."
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"Bring me Long Island iced tea and let me sleep well for half the night... There is no such thing in this time and space, right? "I" and Elaine should both be time travellers... However, this "I" behaves completely differently... He
What you get out of it is nothing like what a time traveler can do."
The thoughts in his mind did not affect Yan Qing's words: "At the same time, Professor Weng and I will try to interpret the work from another angle."
"The first song..."The Beginning of Autumn""
Weng Huaijing looked at Yan Qing openly, her eyes were calm: "Shall we start now?"
Because the high stool is higher than the normal piano stool, the two people's eyes were exactly level. They tilted their heads slightly and opened their pupils slightly. Yan Qing apologized and looked at him for a moment.
"Tagore once said such a sentence in "The Birds": let life be beautiful like summer flowers and death like autumn leaves."
Looking up at the camera, Yan Qing's eyes were clear and his voice was pure: "This is the only sentence in the whole poem that makes life as gorgeous as summer flowers and death as quiet and beautiful as autumn leaves."
"噌～噌"
The guitar in Weng Huaijing's arms made two slight noises.
He naturally tilted his head following the sound, and Yan Qing gave him a comforting look.
"The transition between summer and autumn is "The Beginning of Autumn", and this poem is a portrayal of my state of mind at that time..."
Yan Qing's voice gradually became lower and clearer again: "A lot of things happened later, and my life ushered in a new life in a sense."
Weng Huaijing, who was sitting on the high stool, gently changed into a more comfortable position.
"The dead are gone, but so are the living. Every day of "Talent Co., Ltd." is brand new to me and worthy of my eager anticipation..."
Yan Qingcheng encouraged: "I hope that in the future there will be works like "Spring Equinox", "Grand Ear", and "Winter Solstice" born here... I want to make a promise with everyone..."
He reached out to pick up the cocktail glass on the piano and rushed toward the camera. Just when Yan Qing was about to go find Weng Huai, a hand as white as gelatin picked up another glass of wine.
The two restrained eyes separated as soon as they touched each other.
"I'll accompany you."
Sensing the look from Weng Huaijing, Yan Qing took a sip of wine: "Let's sing for everyone together..."
Weng Huaijing took a sip of wine, as if she was too drunk, and the corners of her slightly upturned slender eyes instantly turned red.
After they both put down their wine glasses, they naturally looked at each other. Weng Huaijing lowered her head and started playing the guitar attentively. Compared with Yan Qing's previous version of "The Beginning of Autumn", she did not lower the intro by two whole steps.
Yan Qing’s clear and clean baritone accurately cuts into the acoustic guitar accompaniment that sounds like a tinkling stream in the forest:
"You sit on the chair/looking at/the light flowing through the window
You reach out your hands and touch the hope written on the paper
You said flowers/opened and fell/like a window
But the window/opens and closes/like the appearance of love』
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across the screen
Thousands of miles away
Lane 749, Yuyuan Road, Xuhui, Shanghai
A certain bungalow in Xinli
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The song echoed from the TV speakers:
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"You are holding a flower/waiting/for someone to take you wandering
You want to sleep in the distance/like a beautiful fairy tale
The book/closed and opened/drifted away with dreams
We two / come together and separate / like a pair of oars."
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"Bang!"
Yuan Yuyue skillfully opened a bottle of Moët & Chandon champagne. She was extremely talented in music and was keenly aware of the differences between the two versions of "The Beginning of Autumn":
"His version of "The Beginning of Autumn" in "Star Language Silk Road" is about singing, as summer goes and autumn comes, there are endless joys and sorrows, sometimes crazy, sometimes confused..."
Picking up two champagne glasses and pouring the wine with her, Meng Yan, who is also an industry insider, said with deep understanding: "What Yan Qing said today was particularly sensational, but his version of "The Beginning of Autumn" has a sense of relief that comes from the quietness of time.
"
"Yan'er, come on, don't think so much, let's have a toast..."
With some impatience, Yuan Yuyue took a big sip of champagne. Her eyebrows were picturesque and her face was rosy.
"Everything will be all right in the end, and if it's not all right, it's not yet the end."
After reciting the poem, Yuan Yuyue filled the champagne glass again. She softly made a pun to the lovelorn Meng Yan: "What we have experienced does not matter whether it is good or bad. It will not be meaningless."
Clinking the glasses gently, Meng Yan replied with red eyes: "Sister Xiaoyue, cheers to a new day every day!"