[1/20～Zhang Yameng’s ice-cold heart is in the jade pot. It can be said that she is innocent, and I feel pity for her!]
This text message came from Weng Huaijing. It can be seen from the prefix that she still adheres to the city alliance she made with Yan Qing at Shao Qing's house, which is to limit no more than ten text messages a day.
However, Professor Weng was not unreasonable after Yan Qing’s hard arguments. She agreed to an additional rule:
…
The remaining text messages that are not used on the day can be accumulated and used on the next day.
…
[2019-10-06 (00:15)]
"Even if you add the unused quota on Saturday, if you choose to talk about such a heavy topic, twenty messages are obviously not enough..."
Looking away from the pad's lock screen, Yan Qing couldn't help but sigh that he was heavily constrained, but who knew that the person opposite was Weng Huaijing? He couldn't help but feel happy. He thought hard about the words to formulate a sentence to reply to the message.
[The reason why this matter seems absurd is not because of Lao Zhang’s orientation, but because of secular cognitive biases...]
Feeling that he had rambled on for a while, Yan Qing thought carefully and cleared the text message editing field on his mobile phone.
"We all have a consensus on these... Maybe only Helen and I know that the wrongly extended world line has amplified some secular cognitive biases. The current stereotypes of differences in the entire Eastern world can be said to be deeply rooted. What can I say?
Or what can I do for Lao Zhang?"
Slowly closing his eyes, Yan Qing's thoughts returned to last night again.
…
After the live broadcast of the current program was completed, Miao Miao, on behalf of Yan Qing Studio, asked the program team members to work overtime during the National Day holiday, including Ji Xianlin, Li Ni, and Yi Yi, and had a late-night snack at Huige Hotpot next to Chaoyang Park.
In the private room, Zhang Yameng, who was still unable to calm down after the meal, was obviously inspired by Yan Qing's self-analysis in the second barrage interactive session and made an impulsive decision.
She frankly told her darkest secret in front of Luo Bing, Ji Xianlin, Li Nu, Yi Yi and all the members of the two studios.
Suddenly shocked, except for Yan Qing and Weng Huaijing, who had already known Zhang Yameng's orientation, everyone else had different expressions.
Shao Qing, who had personally experienced Zhang Yameng's skills in seducing girls, suddenly realized it at this moment. After she connected everything and thought clearly, she lit a cigarette and handed it to Lao Zhang with a bit of luck and more pity. Through this
This kind of mouth-to-mouth communication shows one's attitude.
When Luo Bing was polishing the script for "Pause Today", she was aware of Yan Qing's attitude towards LGBT, and she has always been experienced and conscientious, so her reaction was not excessive, but she was just a little surprised.
Since Ji Xianlin's acting career covers both China and the United States, she has also heard of the vigorous Rainbow Campaign "Love is Love" in the overseas LGBT community, so her attitude in feedback was relatively positive, and she even gave Zhang Yameng a few words of encouragement.
The thoughtful Li Nu followed her former senior sister's footsteps, hesitated for a moment, and said "Come on" to Lao Zhang.
"I've always been a helper to my relatives."
Yi Yi was not afraid of trouble. She even laughed out loud and reached out to hold Zhang Yameng's hand. However, these words made Lao Zhang's eyes darken even more.
Li Hanyuan, who had worked with Lao Zhang for the longest time, probably had some suspicions in her mind. She firmly held Zhang Yameng's arm silently from the other side.
Zhou Peipei felt as if she had foreseen the collapse of her idol. Her eyes were filled with three parts disbelief, two parts worry, and of course the other five parts she followed Weng Huaijing.
"What does it mean to help one's relatives but not to take care of others? This principle is obviously wrong..."
Miao Miao, who was most passionate about whispers, was not brainwashed by certain ideas. She shouted carelessly: "Brother Qing said a long time ago that true love has nothing to do with gender, it only depends on the intention or not."
…
"There are people who help relatives but not relatives, and there are people who help relatives but not relatives, and there are more people who are not relatives but not friends... That's why Lao Zhang's classmate Si Yuan went to the extreme. Alas, I thought too simply, it's just a mere
How can a song "Human World" comfort her?"
Yan Qing leaned on the bed in his bedroom. After thinking about it from his perspective, he couldn't help but be filled with emotion.
"After a moment of touching, Zhang Yameng's world is still not worth it... Maybe the movie will be more powerful than the song, and Huai Jing must also want to do something for Lao Zhang."
Weng Huaijing's slightly sharp eyebrows flashed through his mind, and the image that represented the gender-transcending beauty of Chinese films became more and more vivid in Yan Qing's mind. With his heart swaying, he sent a text message:
[The world's turmoil comes from my generation, and once I enter the world, time rushes me;
While chatting and laughing about the emperor's hegemony, he couldn't bear the drunkenness of life.
Holding a sword while riding astride and wielding the ghost rain, bones as white as mountain birds will fly away in fright;
Things in the world are like tides and people are like water. Only a few people in the rivers and lakes return.]
Within a moment, he received a reply from Professor Weng. It was obvious that Weng Huaijing, who was very worried, had no intention of sleeping at this moment.
[2/20～The answer is not what you asked. Did you write this in an ancient sense? Although the oblique and oblique lines are incompatible, and there are too many two-syllable words used, the first couplet and the chin couplet are also full of chivalry.]
As if he knew in advance how she would reply, Yan Qing had already edited the next message: [Xiaoge, actually I am not digressing from the topic. This antique seven-rhyme poem comes from a fabricated anecdote. I want to give it to you.
Tell a story, a story about two men, a bottle of wine, several misunderstandings, and several encounters.]
The ice-snowy and clever Weng Huaijing replied equally quickly: [3/20 ~ Is the story of two men a love script? Well, let’s hear what your inner world is like, as you have never taken on such films.]
"How lonely the world would be without you, Dongfang Bubai!"
After mumbling something, Yan Qing closed his eyes and fantasized about Weng Huaijing's appearance in men's clothing. After smiling with satisfaction, he sent the message:
[Dongfang Bubai is an all-powerful leader of the Sun Moon God Sect with superb martial arts skills. He is burdened with the blood feud of his own ethnic group that has been exploited by the imperial court for many years. He is the last hope. He owes beauty to the country. He only wants to "wait until autumn comes nine.
On the eighth day of the lunar month, after my flowers have bloomed, hundreds of flowers will be killed. The incense array will reach the sky and penetrate Chang'an, and the whole city will be covered with golden armor."]
Weng Huaijing, who has a crystal clear mind, replied with information she analyzed based on limited prompts:
[4/20～Dongfang Bubai? A good name, but...he is a commoner, living far away from the rivers and lakes. He dreams of being as high as a temple. He is worried about advancement and worries about retreat. This character is a bit complicated, but what about the other one?]
Unable to help but secretly praise Weng Huaijing's intelligence, Yan Qing continued to tell the story:
[Linghu Chong, on the other hand, is an alcoholic and dissolute senior fellow from a well-known family. He wants to retreat to the world with his fellow Huashan juniors and sisters to indulge in the mountains and rivers. Moreover...he has a dashing image and has two confidantees.]
Weng Huaijing also continued to interpret, but she still insisted on counting the text messages: [5/20 ~ Good and evil are not mutually exclusive, but it turns out that Linghu Chong is not a rigid knight who follows the rules, and wine has become their acquaintance.
medium?]
The tacit understanding seems to exist in every channel of communication between them, even if it is just a simple text exchange, Yan Qing replied with some joy:
[Bingo, Dongfang Bubai and Linghu Chong got together because of wine. Wine is about temperament. The five times these two temperamental people met, except for the last one, were all by chance, and they were all related to wine.]
After the message was sent, Yan Qing waited for a long time before receiving a reply from Professor Weng: [Continue on 6/20! #garbled code]
"Is this garbled code an expression? It's a pity that I can't see it, haha, she started to rush for updates, and even the cute little counting tail is gone."
While complaining softly, Yan Qing's hands were not slow, and he updated three items in a row.
[Huangtu Hegemony was chatting and laughing, and was intoxicated in life. The first encounter was just a pass between two people on a cliff, because Dongfang Bubai, who was dressed in red, knocked over his bottle of wine.
, causing Linghu Chong to pursue him desperately.]
[Suddenly I discovered that Linghu Chong, who was quite skilled in martial arts, was not afraid of him. He was the only one in the world who dared to quarrel with Dongfang Bubai over a pot of wine. It was Linghu Chong's character who wanted wine even if he didn't die, which made him a good wine drinker.
People like Dongfang Bubai remember and appreciate him.]
[Due to practicing special skills, Dongfang Bubai always wore a mask in front of his subordinates. When he flew away, his mask was accidentally knocked off by a branch. Linghu Chong's straightforward character made him let go of his guard. The two of them
The first encounter is fixed in this look back.]
After a long time, Weng Huaijing, whose appetite had been whetted, came again to remind him: [Where is the second encounter?]
"Hey guys, my house is buzzing so much that I can't even remember it."
After a knowing smile, Yan Qing opened the text message editing bar and started updating again.
[They met for the second time in a lake. Linghu Chong inadvertently broke into Dongfang Bubai's attack range. When he found a beautiful "beauty" in the mist, in order to withdraw his attack moves, he continued
The jug that he valued as his life was also thrown away. This detail undoubtedly caught the attention of the thoughtful Dongfang Bubai, so he threw his jug to him, and the two of them rode the waves in the lake to drink.]
[Linghu Chong was obviously taken aback when he saw Dongfang Bubai's peerless appearance with his head raised while drinking, and fell in love with this unknown "girl" on the spot. The attraction was mutual, Linghu Chong was fascinated by Dongfang Bubai's peerless grace while drinking, and
His frankness and forthrightness when drinking good wine also attracted Dongfang Bubai.]
[Linghu Chong said with emotion: Good wine must also be tasted well. The person who drinks is the most temperamental. This time drinking, the temperament of the two of them was aroused. Although Dongfang Bubai did not respond with words and only communicated with eyes, the two of them have become close friends with each other.
.]
[However, at this time, Dongfang Bubai, who practiced weird magical skills, had not yet awakened all his female consciousness, so when Linghu Chong called him a girl, he was a little angry, and reprimanded Linghu Chong for talking nonsense through a thousand-mile message transmission. It was Linghu Chong who gradually
Awakened the female consciousness in his body.]
[Dongfang Bubai left the wine with Linghu Chong when he left. Linghu Chong picked up the two wine bottles and compared them, saying that it was only today that he found the previous wine bottles so ugly, and Linghu Chong’s previous wine bottles belonged to his junior sister. This means that Linghu Chong actually subconsciously
Already secretly comparing Dongfang Bubai with his confidante, junior sister.]
Not long after, news came back from Weng Huaijing: [The role of Dongfang Bubai! Are you planning to let me play it?]
"It seems that Jing'er also likes this character very much, but this is already the thirteenth article. Can I finish telling this story..." Yan Qing smiled particularly cunningly, and he muttered and continued to update:
[…No…]
[…water…]
[…arts…]
[After traveling through flowers and chasing the moon, the two of them blended into a group of wandering orioles to drink and sing. In this fairy tale-like night, the two of them simultaneously took off the masks they usually wear. The mask of the East is "domineering and cruel", and Linghu's
The mask is "wild and unruly", and underneath the mask are two equally lonely souls.～18/20]
[Dongfang Bubai played the flute to the moon, and Linghu Chong beside him inadvertently recited the poem: "The world's turmoil is beyond my generation, and as soon as I enter the Jianghu, the years are rushing. In the chat and laughter of Wang Tu's hegemony, he can't bear the intoxication of life." This made
Dongfang Bubai became a confidant, and for a while, his previous appreciation for Linghu Chong quickly sublimated into admiration. An impossible love was born. ~19/20]
[The relationship between Linghu Chong and Dongfang Bubai is based on the fact that the two have the same mind and spirit. And this relationship transcends gender. There is a relationship between a man and a man, and a relationship between a man and a woman.
.～20/20]
As expected, the story was too long and winding, and could not be told in just twenty text messages. Yan Qing chose to call it quits in a particularly stupid way.
After Weng Huaijing read all the updates, reminder messages from her side came one after another:
…
[How about two more encounters?]
[Yan Qing, you are so shameless!]
[I have finished posting the last one! Huh! You are so cruel!]
…
Of course Professor Weng was not angry, nor did he break his promise to relax the limit on the number of text messages. As smart as she was, of course he picked up his phone and called Yan Qing for the first time.
"The last time they met was when they were fighting each other after a night of spring supper. The genius of a generation, Dongfang Bubai, died just like that, which made people feel so sad. On the black wood cliff, the sword energy was flowing, the embroidery needles were intertwined, and Dongfang Bubai, who had achieved great feats, waved his hand.
He defeated everyone in a short period of time, but he showed mercy when facing Linghu Chong, but Linghu Chong still thrust out that sword..."
Hearing what Yan Qing said, Weng Huaijing on the phone scolded like an ordinary girl who follows dramas: "This Linghu Chong is indeed a scumbag! What happens next?"
The tone was gentle and sad, and Yan Qing told the end of the story with deep emotion: "Blood spurted out like a gush. Dongfang Bubai questioned Linghu Chong's betrayal in a way that was almost exaggerated and tragic. Between the broken walls, he and his
The dream of country and mountains slowly fell to the bottom of the cliff together."
Tsundere's yearning is filled with sadness: "It's so cruel, but also extremely poignant..."
First love is full of emotions: "Facing Linghu Chong's questioning about that night, Dongfang Bubai left his last words, still dressed in red, with sad eyes, looking at Linghu Chong with ridicule or self-pity, alone
Falling off the cliff..."
Arrogant and fascinated: "What did Dongfang say in the last sentence?"
Chu Lianqing's tone was cold: "I won't tell you, I will make you remember me forever and make you regret it for the rest of your life."
Arrogant and passionate: "I really like the character Dongfang!"
Chu Lian Qing Hao is a teacher: "The first three times the two met, Dongfang Bubai didn't say a word. They all expressed their emotions through eyes and body language. The natural transformation from the overlord of the rivers and lakes to the fingers and the heart of a girl, from a man's body to a daughter's heart, is very
Test your acting skills."
Aojiajing is not afraid of difficulties: "You can teach me, right? I can also write good biographies. At worst, I will give you a gift when the time comes. Think of it as a gift in return for listening to the story."
Chu Lianqing was ecstatic: "Then, I want to use the same style as you, um, the kind where even the phone case has to be the same style!"
Arrogant and shy, she said: "You're so shameless, I didn't even say I would give you a mobile phone."
After some flirting, Yan Qing anxiously turned the topic back to the movie itself: "Buzz, buzz, this may be the most difficult episode of our program to promote."
Weng Huaijing encouraged him softly: "But no matter how difficult it is, we have to try, right?"
"Well, go to bed early, Gege, we still have one day to make preparations..."
Vaguely remembering some of Ms. Lin Qingxia's skills when trying to figure out the role of The Unbeaten in the East, Yan Qing's heart moved, and he finally said: "I want to take you to see a Peking Opera tomorrow night. Maybe I can help you find some expressions of the Invincible in the East."
A way to create eye-catching scenes.”
Aojiao looks forward to being good and kind: "Well, good night."
My first love Qing reluctantly said: "Good night."