"You guys should go back quickly, it's so cold outside!"
As Yingying and Yanyan said goodbye, Su Meng and Gao Yuan turned around and drove all the way south. After picking up the girls Yili, Zhao and Mu, Luo Bing drove straight to the Xiuyu Talent Community in the northwest direction outside the Fifth Ring Road.
, Shao Qing led the other girls back to the courtyard. The informal celebration banquet of the kapok project team came to an end tonight. However, the pleasure gained from tax evasion had a long aftertaste like the melody flowing out of the piano room:
"Sister Bing, our Xiuyu online drama wouldn't dare to write it like this, right? Savor it carefully..."
On the way out of the Drum Tower, Yili, who had been diving all the way, put down her mobile phone. She chuckled and joined in the conversation: There must be more points worth exploring about them. The conversation between Sister Jing and Brother Qing actually gave me the feeling of being separated for a long time.
After years, the sweet feeling of reversing the teacher-student relationship!"
"I'm sure. Brother Qing and Sister Jing have been together before. It's really hateful..."
Thinking of some details about Su Meng and Gao Yuan tonight, Zhao Mu's joke had a hint of sourness: "Mr. Su and the others must have more exciting information on hand, so they know how to eat alone."
"Sit tight..."
Driving on the North Second Ring Road, Luo Bing, who has always been used to driving slowly and unhurriedly, stepped on the accelerator harder for the first time: "I will have to read the script again after I get home. It's such an old story in New York. I almost got caught by him.
The two's spring and autumn brushwork were brought together in one stroke."
"I'm full of talk in the world, and I don't know how strict I am when I teach others. For a while, I felt so stressed that I secretly hid in the company's tea room and wiped my tears..."
Coincidentally, Gao Yuan, who was slumped on the passenger seat of Su Meng, was complaining to her about the old things in New York that Luo Bing couldn't forget: "He used to be a typical scumbag with two standards: lenient on self-discipline and strict on discipline. Now it seems that he is really relying on
There are a lot of records, and I am so admired."
"Stand firmly on the green mountains and never let go, the roots are still in the broken rocks. After a lot of hard work, they are still strong. No matter how wind blows from east to west, north or south, Jing'er is the true axis. She deserves everything..."
Fei Fei gave his best friend a wink, and Su Mengqie, who was holding the steering wheel, emphasized in English: "She deserve it!"
"Crack!"
As soon as he walked back to the front yard, a spark flashed. At this time, the wind across the hall blew a wisp of an atonal violin solo. The sound of the piano was like the sparse and cold moonlight under the clouds, and like lovers exchanging heartfelt whispers. Shao Qing lit a cigarette.
Deliberately slowing down and walking side by side with Zhang Yameng, who was last, she looked towards the piano room in the west wing: "I don't know how long it will take them to finish. Why don't I send you back to Houhai first? Lao Zhang is already sleepy."
"No, I just missed the two songs that Brother Qing promised to write for me..." Shrugging, Zhang Yameng quickly slid her thumb on the screen of her phone, as if looking at Weiyan's Moments, and she tried to force herself up.
Face the past with laughter: "So, Sister Qing, I am doing some self-examination."
"Harm, don't you understand? Any creation that he is willing to participate in is not considered overtime but welfare for him..."
The witty words received no response, so Shao Qing took the slightly lonely Zhang Yameng into his arms, lowered his head and looked closely at the screen in her hand: "What are you looking at? Who is this girl?"
The photo was taken through layers of gauze curtains. Judging from the silver cutlery and plates around the background, the candles with a Victorian style, and the rows of crystal champagne glasses, Shao Qing guessed that this was probably a high-end event.
During the cocktail party, what appears in the main body of the shot is the empty viewing terrace outside the curtain, and a girl with a violin on her pillow is outlined in the hazy moonlight.
"Her sister played Yuan Yuan..." Her eyes slid across Shao Qing's face, and Zhang Yameng also looked at the west wing where the sobbing and intermittent music of the piano came. She continued softly: "Inexplicably, there is a wonderful feeling that we are as close to each other as far away as the world.
Bar."
"Is it almost over over there? It's interesting..."
Blowing out smoke rings, Shao Qing looked at Zhang Yameng meaningfully: "She sent this? The two princesses of the Yuan family don't seem to be very happy."
The girl in the silhouette is wearing a floor-length evening dress, and she is playing the bow string in the dimly lit place. She has the feeling of playing the moon with twenty-five strings at night, and she is overwhelmed with resentment, just as Zhang Yameng said, it is the same as Shao Qing and the others at this moment.
The lingering sad melodies complement each other perfectly.
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Shanghai·Lujiazui
Pantai Ritz Carlton Hotel
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"Thanks…"
On the suspended viewing terrace on the top floor of the podium building, after playing the song "can't take my eyes off you", Yuan Yuyue put away her bow, raised her skirt and made a ladylike salute to the camera not far away, and then turned back
I glanced over and saw several tuxedo waiters rolling up the gauze curtains. At this time, the guests in the VIP room had almost dispersed.
"It's the standard ending again, Sister Xiaoyue, I think we can compare our hearts at the end, and ask everyone to connect three times with one click or something..."
Meng Yan, who was squatting next to her and helping her shoot the video, made serious suggestions: "Other ups are very good at begging for likes and collections by acting coquettishly and cutely. Now is the rising period of your new career. The new traffic star in the Whispering Video Music section is highly recommended.
.”
"No, I'm worried about being sued for copyright infringement. I should just maintain my sense of piano and have fun during this time..."
It was not too cold in Shanghai at the end of October. Yuan Yuyue put on the piano called "lina" and hugged herself tightly while trembling exaggeratedly. She pretended to be desolate and responded to her best friend: "It's all your fault for not wanting to bump into my brother, otherwise
People don’t want to come here and be exposed to the cold wind. I’ve already updated two videos this week, so I’m diligent enough.”
"Shanghai's No. 1 Whetstone and his new love have been pissed off long ago, but Bai Yueguang is still there..."
It was the first time she attended a high-end cocktail party. Although Meng Yanren was hiding on the terrace to help Yuan Yuyue shoot video material, she had been secretly paying attention to the launch reception inside, which was known to stir up most of Shanghai's wealthy and literary circles. She looked at the people at the entrance of the hall.
Huo Hailun said with eyes full of envy: "Mr. Yu, who just sent us the movie tickets for tomorrow night, is chatting with your eldest sister. She is really beautiful and has a very elegant temperament. She is really not worthy of this scumbag."
"They are also looking this way. Could it be that I was caught secretly taking photos? Xiaoyue didn't even take her cell phone out. It shouldn't be..."
Farewell to Yu Yumin together, the hostess of tonight's reception was actually chatting with Helen about topics related to Yuan Yuyue. The storm suddenly subsided last weekend. Yuan Yuchun's career was not greatly affected. On the contrary, Sister Ai was eager to
Miss Yuan San suffered a disaster.
Not only did she lose her certification as concertmaster, even her performances were temporarily suspended, but Yuan Yuyue was not idle either. She turned around and opened a personal channel in the music vlog area of Whispering Video, focusing on performing pop music in the form of violin or string quartet.
Deconstruction, three videos have been released in a few days, and the number of clicks is considerable.
"Aren't you worried?" Lifting up a few strands of loose blond hair on her temples, Huo Hailun responded to Yuan Yuchun calmly: "The new hair also included a photo of her, which made me feel pity for her. Who did you show it to on purpose?
"
"I'm really a little worried. Xiaoyue is taking the blame for me and will join the group tomorrow morning. Didn't Gang Wanying mention it..."
Seeing the newly added likes on the status bar, one of them (Qingse Fenglin Zhang Yameng), Yuan Yuchun smiled slyly: "That person is writing a violin piece, so I helped her place a number with Xiaoya first. Back then
Helen, you also know about that. Now Yan Qing has been conveying goodwill that it is better for enemies to be resolved than to be married, so Liang Zhu’s meaning should be carefully considered."
"It's a good plan. I think it's better to untie the Yuan family than to tie it..."
Proficient in playing homophonic jokes, Helen smiled charmingly: "They promised to give you the theme song of the movie, but the interlude is not enough? I also caught a sheep, which is very exciting."
"Everything is good. Xiaoyue is just too happy-go-lucky. She needs to be given some motivation. Qingjiao's competitor He Ranzhi has already joined the main group, but she is still stuck in the same place, and the same is true emotionally..."
I didn’t think there was anything wrong in talking to Huo Hailun about this. Yuan Yuchun complained sarcastically: “I say that even if I like someone very much, I don’t need to get a response, but every video is about Yan Qing.
My parents are secretly happy to adapt the work, so I should also fulfill my responsibility as a sister."
"No wonder Xiao Yuan and upstairs have been quiet a lot recently..."
Pretending to suddenly realize, Huo Hailun said casually: "It turns out that Dare to Love is Mr. Yuan's intention."
"Well, the Yuan family should be untied but not knotted. They are here. You and Yu Min can help take care of them..."
During the chat, Yuan Yuyue and Meng Yan outside the hall packed up and carried the piano case into the house. After giving instructions, Yuan Yuchun took two steps forward. She took Huo Hailun's arm and said with a teasing smile: "Xiao Yue, Yan'er, you are willing to come in."
?I also made an appointment with the leading actors for a play, and I can’t see you off. It just so happens that Helen can take you two back to the Xinli bungalow."
"Xiaoyue, let's go quickly so that we don't disturb your sister who stays up all night reading the Luminous script."
The evening breeze from the Shanghai Sea passed through the floor-to-ceiling windows from the terrace and entered the magnificent VIP room. Huo Hailun's combed blond hair was blown away by the wind again, and she was playing Chinese entertainment jokes from another world that no one could understand. She felt a little sorry for Yuan Yuyue.
I actually feel that the hustle and bustle at this moment has a touch of warmth.