Chapter 249: The deep altar of the ancient well has no waves
On November 2nd, Saturday, the imperial capital was drizzled for nearly a week. The sky finally cleared up after the rain. Yan Qing and Weng Huaijing finally returned to the office building of Talent Co., Ltd. that they had longed for. However, their full expectations were interrupted because of someone yesterday.
The chain reaction triggered by Yi Yi's singing voice was reversed.
After listening to "always online", Luo Bing became more determined to win Meng Yan's contribution. With the idea of repaying Qiong Yao with a wooden peach, Mei Ciyi spent a lot of time convincing Yuan Yuyue, and in the end even Shao
The princes all joined in the battle, and of course Shao Meiren, who had clearly understood Weng Huaijing's thoughts, would have to claim that she loved this song so much.
"Okay, if we confirm that we can make some adjustments to the details, there will be no problem with Yan'er, but I have a grudging request..."
The process of persuading Meng Yan was actually much easier than Yuan Yuyue's hurdle in her mind. After hanging up the phone, she was still thinking about Professor Weng's Riddler's words and asked Yan Qing tentatively: "Mr. Mei has arranged a holiday for the weekend.
It’s inconvenient for you to record the show tomorrow…”
"What a great idea!"
Before Yuan Yuyue could finish her words, the musicians who were flocking to the concert raised their bows and began to shout and ask to come. Yan Qing, who had pretended to be calm, suddenly realized that he had still ignored the influence of his own program.
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Chu Lianqing emits radio waves——) "It's time to go around the Forbidden City, the Temple of Heaven, Badaling...why don't they follow the routine?"
Tsundere longs for encrypted calls——) "Think of a way~ I don't want to sing "Slowly Falling in Love with You" in front of her!"
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In the turmoil of war, the Best Actor and the Best Actress accidentally looked at each other. Weng Huaijing's glances in panic still contained a hint of shame, almost leading Yan Qing to lose consciousness. Although the pretense of being immersed in music was perfectly acted,
He was always hesitant in responding to Yuan Yuyue.
"Ah? Is there any inconvenience? I just think the easter egg part in the promotional video is very fun. I heard that it will continue in this issue..."
Her eyes focused back on Yan Qing, and Yuan Yuyue added weakly. Obviously, when the official V of Talent Co., Ltd. was preliminarily promoting the tenth episode of the program to be broadcast this week, they highlighted the highly acclaimed small theater segment that would be held this week.
She officially returned on Saturday, and even before she finished speaking, the eyes of the other musicians were even more intense.
Mei Ciyi, who originally planned to visit her old friend on the weekend, had some thoughts. Luo Bing, who had not expected this unexpected incident, could not help but complain secretly. Shao Qing gave her a comforting look in return, and then picked up the phone to complain.
For a crime, I called Director Mei and we walked out of the small concert hall quickly.
"It's nothing inconvenient. It's just that we're pressed for time. It'll be light tomorrow..."
Yan Qing, who was in the center of the storm, could only pretend to be calm and almost let out the secret surprise he had secretly prepared for Weng Huaijing. Facing the doubtful look behind him, he scratched his head and changed his words on the spot: "Just...
The content of the three songs is too much to finish, so I must make another plan for this week’s easter egg session, and by the way, Sister Bing..."
After returning to Yuan Yuyue, Yan Qing, who was doing a full show, did not forget to give Luo Bing a slightly regretful look: "I haven't had time to communicate with Director Liu and you, see what a fuss this matter has caused."
"Hey, I'll think about recruiting after I finish recording the feature film..."
Although her acting skills are a bit poor, Luo Bing can still handle this level of cooperation. She said worriedly: "I am more worried about the backup dancers for the new song now. I don't know how long it will take those three little girls to get along?"
"I will take them several times in advance, but the running-in effect depends on how well they adapt to the lens."
The cold female voice tacitly accepted Luo Bing's on-the-spot performance. These three little girls were Ziwen, Ning Meng, Zhu Xiaoxi, and Yan Qing from the 1703 Imperial Ballet Class. They were invited by Yan Qing to accompany Professor Weng's "Minuet" invisibly.
It can be regarded as killing multiple birds with one stone, "bribing" the informant, promoting Emperor Wu, and even becoming a reason to persuade other people to withdraw from the class.
"Then...that's it..."
After several times she hesitated to speak, Yuan Yuyue's accumulated courage was almost exhausted. At this moment, He Ranzhi's help suddenly made her eyes light up: "No, Xiaoyue, think about it, what kind of string accompaniment does Brother Qing need?"
, we can also come in handy.”
"I really hit the nail on the head. The interlude of "Slowly Falling in Love with You" is so big, and if the violin ensemble is realized with an effects synthesizer, maybe Peipei really can't handle it, but if I ask you to follow me, Humbeng and I will do it.
There is no happiness left…”
Many thoughts went through his mind. Yan Qing, who had always taken arrangement seriously, did not hesitate to fall in love this time. He felt guilty and could not face Yuan Yuyue's hopeful gaze.
In fact, there was no need for Miss Yuan San to say any more. Soon someone followed He Ranzhi's words and continued to add: "That is, arrange a quartet for the program team. Brother Qing likes to arrange music with strings...
"
The small concert hall was already buzzing with excitement, so no one paid attention to the sound. When Weng Huaijing, who had been hiding behind Yan Qing, suddenly flashed his eyes.
"Everyone, please be quiet..."
Just when Yan Qing felt that he was overwhelmed, Mei Ciyi, who had gone out with Shao Qing, came in again, holding a microphone and looking at the two protagonists who seemed to be inseparable, with a strange look, before confirming the attention of the audience.
After Li was attracted, he touched his nose and said solemnly: "If it takes a few more minutes, I will just say a few words..."
A simple sentence from a general leader is often not simple, and Mei Ciyi is no exception. From the extraordinary opening of the premiere of "Butterfly Lovers", to the gap between him and his brother orchestra, and then to the emotional investment of the musicians during the performance...
He blurted out a long and eloquent speech with great eloquence, which made Yan Qing stunned for a moment.
Shao Qing, who came back with Mei Ciyi, proudly sent two flirtatious glances to take credit. After combining Mr. Mei's words, Yan Qing finally understood that it was the critical moment that Shao Meiren came to the rescue again. She generously secured Xiaobaihuayue, the imperial capital.
The troupe asked all members of the Shanghai Symphony Orchestra to go back to the old path of the main creator and watch "Butterfly Lovers" together to improve their ability to empathize with each other. This move directly solved the root cause of the visiting team crisis.
"Aren't these people just too busy to cause trouble? Don't thank me, sister, little Gyro..."
The mastermind behind the scenes was hiding next to Mei Ciyi, with a smile on his face. Listening to him orderly arranging the members of the Shanghai Society's Emperor Bai trip for the next two days, Shao Qing looked past Yan Qing, who was sitting upright, and encountered a fake
The iceberg turned into white eyes and turned back again, but Shao Meiren, who was satisfied with stealing taxes, didn't care at all.
After saying "simple", the restless hearts of the Shanghai friends in the small concert hall gradually calmed down. Just when Mei Ciyi was about to sigh in secret that he was lucky enough to live up to his fate, He Ranzhi, who he had used as a secret weapon, returned.
Try harder to sort out Yuan Yuyue.
One is from a well-known Yue opera family, and the other has been working hard since she heard about "Butterfly Lovers". Both of them are familiar with the whole opera. Listening to He Ranzhi's bright-voiced girlish attitude, Yan Qing noticed it.
This meant that Mei Ciyi would have a balcony party on the spot.
"Mr. Mei, it just so happens that another song of mine requires a more complicated string section. Since they both have a background in Yue Opera, there is really no need to go..."
Facing Shao Qing's surprised look, Weng Huaijing Shi Shiran walked past Yan Qing and walked slowly to Mei Ciyi. The corners of her eyes were slightly red, and she continued in a cold tone: "However, now there is a new problem. There is a missing middle or major mention.”
"? She was pinched, and it felt quite comfortable. The idea of a quartet was probably an arrangement idea that I came up with unintentionally on the way back to Yanqi Lake last Saturday. I actually remember it clearly. She clearly didn't want to be pinched. Watching..."
Quietly lowering his head, the pain in Yan Qing's arm was overshadowed by the sweetness rising in his heart.
"From the harmony arrangement, I can clearly feel Professor Weng's respect for our viola, so I have made up the content of the Shaoxing Opera version in the past few days. If I still need a viola..."
As for the new problem Weng Huaijing mentioned, it was actually nothing. Soon Ba Tong, the viola principal of Shanghai Jiao Tong University who always likes to tell classic viola jokes, volunteered: "Then let me, although the viola player in the quartet can only Contributing a few single notes is better than nothing, so you accept it."
This little turmoil in the atmosphere of laughter has finally come to an end. Let us return the timeline to Saturday.
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"I'm slowly falling in love with you
Slowly getting closer
Talk to yourself slowly
Walk slowly with you
Slowly I want to cooperate with you
Give me to you slowly
Slowly falling in love with you
Slowly remembering
Accompany you slowly
grow old slowly, because
Slowly is the best reason』
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After recording for a whole morning of sharing submissions and demo presentations, Weng Huaijing was obviously as withdrawn as last week, and he cooperated with the string quartet of Yan Qing, Ba Tong, Yuan Yuyue, and He Ranzhi who formed a team for the first time. Next, she controlled her emotions and finished singing "Slowly Falling in Love with You" which was recorded at the end. Despite this, Mo Ran's handheld camera still faithfully recorded the blush on the corners of Professor Weng's eyes and brows.
"Thank you to our other group of flying guests today, the famous viola soloist and principal viola of the Shanghai Symphony Orchestra, Ms. Ba Tong..."
The recording location was still the reception area of Yan Qing's lounge on the second floor of the office building, but this time the two main creators sat on a sofa and realized that Weng Huaijing beside them seemed to be in a state of relaxation, and the calm and magnetic bass naturally Taking over the task of controlling the field, he introduced the three musicians holding violins on Professor Weng's side to the camera with a smile, as he had done before introducing the representative of Diwu Class 1703 who was sitting on the left hand side: "And also from Shanghai Jiao Tong University. Young violinists Yuan Yuyue and He Ranzhi.”
"Hello, all office workers of "Talent Co., Ltd.", I am Ba Tong, a legendary violist..."
Ba Tong, who has a good sense of camera, specially showed off the viola in her hand, which is slightly larger than the violin. Along with her self-introduction, there was a playful classic viola joke: "Do you want to know the biggest size between violin and viola?" What's the difference? Did you see that the size of the viola took longer to burn?"
"Hello, everyone, I am the violinist He Ranzhi..."
With exquisite makeup and a sweet smile, when the camera moved to He Ranzhi, she greeted her appropriately: "I'm honored to be invited by Brother Qing and Sister Jing to come to Talent Co., Ltd. to clock in and work."
"I'm the violinist Yuan Yuan, long time no see..."
Still thinking over and over in her mind the last demo sung by Weng Huaijing just now, Yuan Yuyue inadvertently showed off the tea smile that she had practiced diligently for many days.
Miss Yuan San in the camera is as lovely as a shy water lily in the night breeze. Unfortunately, Yan Qing, who is not familiar with the style, did not notice it at all. After introducing the flying guests who provided the accompaniment, he held on to the girl he borrowed from Shanghai Jiaotong University.
The cello continued: "Let me tell you, they are going to play the leading role in the next issue. Finally it is me, the longest-serving cellist in the regular string quartet group, Yan Qing."
After telling the cold joke, only Ba Tong and He Ranzhi covered their mouths and snickered. Yan Qing paused for a moment and checked with his peripheral vision that Weng Huaijing had no intention of sharing the creative ideas of the demo. He reacted quickly and continued
Words come.
"Well, let's continue talking about "Slowly Falling in Love with You". It is very consistent with Huaijing's selection. I remember this paragraph at the end of the article: There are too many scenes in novels and movies that hit it off and are overjoyed, which makes it easy for people to
It gives rise to the illusion that only falling in love at first sight and lasting a lifetime is called love..."
Compared with Professor Weng's deliberate blandness when reading the manuscript, the emotion overflowing between the lines when Yan Qing was processing was almost visible to the naked eye. After hearing some familiar words, Yuan Yuyue glanced at the person sitting on the sofa like a stress reaction.
On the other side, Weng Huaijing's face was filled with admiration. Unfortunately, she didn't have any makeup on, so she showed little reaction. She just continued to look straight at the camera, letting the man beside her speak alone in a deep, magnetic voice.
"In this sad fast food era of ours, everyone has the courage to make a desperate move, but has lost the patience to accompany them slowly. Little do they know that in fact, only the slow flow of water can withstand the ruthless passage of time..."
It is very different from the flat and emotionless narration in the broadcasting style. Yan Qing has an excellent command of strong and weak sounds between words and sentences. After the same paragraph comes through his mouth, the storytelling and sense of substitution are significantly improved. Yuan Yuyue even has
There is an illusion that Suo Lei from "Pause Today" is back.
"I'm sorry, I'm not trying to show off my sobriety (I am sober when everyone is drunk, I am sober when the whole world is dirty), I just want to continue to warn myself, from early morning to late evening, from the beginning of spring to the winter solstice, you must be patient
Keep waiting..."
In Yuan Yuyue's eyes, Weng Huaijing, who had been out of touch almost the whole time, did not make any movement until she heard this. She raised her hand to lift the hanging black hair on her temples, and in a moment she returned to her previous calm appearance.
"Yes, I am indeed still waiting...waiting for someone who will never tire of being together for a long time until we grow old together..."
A long paragraph of text, Yan Qing in the unscripted state restored it almost word for word. Looking directly at the host computer with clear and sincere eyes, he continued to say emotionally: "I really, really like this manuscript in my hand.
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"So bold! I like it. Brother Qing is so brave today..."
In the distance, Shao Qing, who was leaning on the door and watching, smiled broadly and bumped into Luo Bing, who was also smiling like an aunt. They glanced at Weng Huaijing's reaction. She looked regretful and muttered: "It would be better if there were some pauses in the middle."
.”
"Look at Huaijing growing her hair again. It's better to say goodbye..."
Pulling Shao Qing, Luo Bing pretended to turn around: "It's like you said, she can't..."
"That's right, let's continue watching the show." Shao Qing followed his lead.
"Compared to my "always online", it is more subtle and affectionate. In the end, it all comes down to the echoing sentence in the lyrics. Books always like to write about the overjoyed evening..."
Yan Qing, who is under the spotlight, still continues to share his creative ideas for this demo: "Actually, I deliberately concealed the second half of the sentence. Reality cannot do without the company of each other..."
The speed of his speech was always slow and slow. Yan Qing smiled and looked around when he spoke. When his eyes passed by Weng Huaijing beside him, he slightly cheered up and spoke out all his thoughts coherently: "But I want to compare with
Expressing one's heart directly, the twenty-two (slowly) hidden in the song are more suitable to reflect the process of two people reaching the end."
"Twenty-two?"
Whispering this numeral, Yuan Yuyue took a sneak peek and saw a hint of peach blossom quietly blooming in the corner of Weng Huaijing's eyes. A strong intuition hit her again. There must be many deep connections and connections hidden behind the two seemingly distant people in front of her.
bond.
In fact, as soon as Yan Qing finished his concluding speech, the entire morning recording was almost over. However, Liu Mingren still held on to some unrealistic illusions and refused to stop. As a result, before Professor Weng came, he
He Ranzhi, who has a strong sense of variety, seized the opportunity.
"Brother Qing, do you mean that in love, the process is more important than the result? Just like "Butterfly Lovers"..."
Not to mention misinterpreting Yan Qing's words, He Ranzhi put her head on the piano and played a short theme phrase tenderly, and then extended: "Although the outcome of Shanbo and Yingtai is tragic, the process of their falling in love is
But it moved heaven and earth."
"I'm not! I didn't! Stop talking nonsense!"
Denying three consecutive words, Yan Qing almost burst out of his throat. Yan Qing, who was full of desire for survival, forced a smile on his face. He waved his hands and pretended to show off: "The result and the process are indispensable in a stable relationship. As for the point mentioned by Miss He
, we can see you next time..."
"Jiang sister..."
When she noticed that Weng Huaijing lowered her head and gathered her black hair around her temples, Yuan Yuyue always felt that this action was hiding something. She couldn't help but test out: "What do you think?"
"?"
Suddenly raising her head, Weng Huai's longing eyes seemed to be wandering in the depths of an ancient well, but her slightly sharp eyebrows inadvertently raised slightly.
"If happiness between two people is regarded as the result, the process will not only include moments of overjoyment, but also maybe silent tears after sunset? Then..."
Weng Huaijing's riddle-like response yesterday has been bothering Yuan Yuyue, but after listening to the sample and Yan Qing's analysis, her ideas gradually became clearer, and her counterattack was also clearly visible at this moment: "Sister Jing, do you think which one is more important, the process or the result?
?”
"As long as the ending is a comedy, I can cry as much as you want during the process..."
Subconsciously, she responded to Weng Yu's words that she had only written in her diary, and the voice of Weng Huaijing in his eyes seemed a little quiet, but this time Yuan Yuyue was 100% sure that there was no cold smell at all, because they were so close.
, she heard the last words of Professor Weng getting smaller and smaller: "Happiness can come slower, as long as it is true, if we can be together in the end, I really don't care if it is later."
"???What are they talking about..."
The onlookers outside the reception area obviously did not hear Professor Weng's astonishing words. Only Luo Bing smiled mysteriously with pleasure, and Shao Qing, who was so anxious that he could not lip-read, pulled her and whispered sweetly.
"Love mixed with tears is the most touching, and longing is in the words of Sir Walter Scott..."
Yan Qing is not sure whether the person who once really existed next to Weng Huaijing is himself. It is obvious that Professor Weng's words (as long as they are true) have a huge impact on him.
Fortunately, although he had mixed feelings in his heart, Yan Qing also knew his priorities clearly. He stood up from the sofa while holding the cello and said: "Let's explain the process and results of falling in love. It's very exciting! Our sample sharing is here first.
Now, Director Liu, let Ah Li put the food in, I’m starving to death~"
Liu Mingren, who was hiding behind the camera monitor, smiled like a Maitreya Buddha. He finally got the effect he wanted. With a wave of his hand, he finally let Yan Qing go.
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PS in advance: "Minuet"
Original singer, lyrics, and music composed by: Chen Qizhen