The reason why Yan Qing can deal with social death calmly is, of course, entirely because the heroine of the scandal is Weng Huaijing. This incident stems from the escalation of the spontaneous trolling behavior of netizens. Considering that such hot topics have a certain replicability, he is good at preparing for rainy days.
Report the news to your sweetheart solemnly.
"Ah, why does it take a few days?"
Naturally, the method of communication is face-to-face. With lunch in hand, Yan Qing slipped into the secret garden on the fifth floor of the dance teaching building in a familiar way. Professor Weng was waiting here after class in advance, and also prepared something for someone.
Weng Huaijing, who bought a love lunch box and answered his question knowingly, had a sweet smile on his face.
"Maybe I just like to hear others cheer me on."
After all, Yan Qing was as thick-skinned as a city wall, and what was even more outrageous was that he could not take his eyes off Weng Huaijing, who was sitting on the other side of the dressing bench with lowered eyebrows and lowered eyes.
"You idiot~ Then go to the gas station and find a class..."
Ashamed as clouds washed over her face, Weng Huaijing couldn't help but spat at Yan Qing. After the two flirted with each other, Professor Weng opened the love lunch basket that was guarding him. Compared with the slightly hasty first-generation version, she
The meal prepared today can be described as sumptuous: a bowl of red cabbage and apple salad (regular state), a steaming cod steak that was fried to golden brown on both sides (exquisite presentation), and a small bowl of cheese baked mashed potatoes (including
A small amount of burnt impurities).
Which pot does Chu Lianqing not mention: "Is this the buzzing cooking skill in my family?"
Aojiao looked coldly at the disciple: "I asked Peipei to do it again."
"Obviously I'm talking about it..."
In the electric light and flint, their eyes crossed. Yan Qing grabbed the small bowl, scooped up a large spoonful of mashed potatoes and said happily: "I like this slight paste smell, authentic!"
"Then you eat more and I'll share the salad..."
Taking out a very mini dinner plate from the basket, Weng Huaijing took out about one-third of the portion from the salad plate. When she noticed that Yan Qing immediately looked at her with aggrieved eyes, she immediately took some more
The apple chunks came back: "Is that enough? I'll give you some more."
"No, we ate together last time..."
After swallowing a big mouthful of soft and glutinous mashed potatoes, Yan Qing argued hard against Weng Huaijing's sudden behavior of sharing the plates: "You are reversing the direction of history, Comrade Weng Xiaoge!"
Picking up the delicate plate, Weng Huaijing, who felt a little embarrassed, decisively played a post-up single: "I didn't lock the door, it's not good for the students to see!"
"Then I'll lock the door now..."
He showed that he knew when his sweetheart was not sincere, and Yan Qing did not expose it. After putting down the bowl, he pretended to get up and go to lock the main door of the practice room.
"No! Isn't it faster this way~"
Seeing that her plan failed, Weng Huaijing came up with another plan. She swung her waist and turned her body around again. She complained softly to Yan Qing: "Zi Wen and the others will be here later. Who asked you to agree to be someone else's assistant and steel partner?
He just likes to trouble me~"
This is not wrong to blame Yan Qing. After all, the young girls who have recently participated in the competition like to come to Weng Huaijing to open a small stove during their lunch break. This is one of the unequal agreements signed by someone who was punished before and Ning Meng.
One: (If time permits, I will serve as Professor Weng’s solo dance assistant once a week), which invisibly takes up some of their private space for romance.
"Okay, I was defeated by you..."
Although he had clearly seen through Weng Huaijing's dissatisfaction, Yan Qing was still defeated by the invincible cuteness of his own gyroscope. He picked up the bowl of mashed potatoes again and obediently swallowed the limited edition delicacy in one mouthful after another.
Very satisfied with someone's knowledge, Weng Huaijing also took the fork and started eating bite by bite. After chewing slowly and tasting a piece of apple, she quietly unlocked her phone, then called up the front camera and tidied up her appearance.
Professor Weng greeted Yan Qing softly and cutely, whose eyes were firmly attracted by this scene.
"Yisa~ take a photo for me!"
“Very good~”
Yan Qing's attitude towards this kind of request put forward by Weng Huaijing has always been (please increase the pace!). Just after hearing a certain disciple's mobile phone "click", a beautiful photo of Professor Weng having sex was released:
Today, Weng Huaijing is wearing a long-sleeved body suit with the logo of the Imperial Dance school. Her brows are not sharp and she has a shallow flower bud. She is holding a small plate of purple cabbage and apple salad in her left hand. She is holding the handle in her right hand without makeup.
With a silver fork, Yan Qing tilted her head slightly towards the camera and smiled, her scorching peach blossom eyes instantly turned into two curved moon buds.
"Why are you standing there in a daze? Send it to me quickly~"
In fact, there is no need to rush. Before Weng Huaijing had time to put away her little tail, Yan Qing had already sent the photo over through iMessage. After studying it carefully for a long time, she was quite satisfied and whispered softly: "This whisper.
How should I write it? Just say - it’s so delicious that you’ll squint your eyes ~"
While his sweetheart was immersed in editing and whispering, Yan Qing opened the newly downloaded Feather Icon app on his mobile phone and openly browsed Professor Weng's latest updates in guest mode. Before he could finish catching up on the updates, there was a message from Weng Huaijing.
A crisp refreshing sound.
Chu Lianqing has three hundred taels of silver here: "My house has been buzzing and whispering a lot lately~"
The arrogant dream turns into an arsonist: "Humph, some shameless people are spying on me again~"
The daily bickering about Qing Jing that broke out from time to time made today's salad dressing a little sweet. The two of them maintained a tacit understanding of eating at a slightly faster pace. When Yan Qing devoted his fighting power to the last pan-fried cod steak, Weng Huai Jing
She had already finished her work over there, and after using the front mirror as a makeup mirror to apply colorless lip balm, she lowered her head and started whispering again.
"Why is Yi Yi so annoying..."
The lover across from him cast a confused look. After Weng Huaijing realized that her slight irritation had been heard by Yan Qing, who had sharp ears, she quickly hid the phone behind her and covered her eyes with her left hand as if she were covering her ears. She yelled softly: "You're not allowed.
Peep! Yan Yisa~"
Screen snooping is prohibited here! Professor Weng’s (Girlfriend Curse) was issued very accurately, but to Yan Qing’s ears, the protracted tail tone was nothing more than a warm reminder—there was something wrong with Weng Huaijing’s new whisper!
As the saying goes, once bitten by a snake, you will be afraid of straw ropes for ten years. Yan Qing, who had just encountered a public opinion storm, quickly picked up his mobile phone and returned to the lawless tourists. Soon he discovered the whisper that Weng Huaijing had sent out a quarter of an hour ago.
It’s already very lively:
…
November 4, 2019, 12:34
“Purple cabbage and apple salad, so delicious that it’s eye-catching~”
"Picture.jpg"
…
Forward: 35647, comments: 28951
@伊祎: “The portion size is finally right this time!”
@卿圿NotMeowMeow: “That’s because I didn’t go this time!”
@umeixingtaolifanghanyuan: "1"
@风色清林张雅梦: “2”
@ Peipei should work hard to become stronger: "3"
@ Mo Fu Hua Shao Qingben Jiaren: “6, whoever deletes the comment quickly, I can re-edit it to 4!”
…
"Dream linkage? They are..."
Quickly glancing at the hot comment section, Yan Qingfu grasped the key factor with a spiritual heart, decisively exited this whisper, and directly scrolled to an untitled picture whisper posted by Weng Huaijing a week ago. The comment area below the box of salmon avocado salad and
How similar it was to what he had just seen:
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October 30, 2019 7:16
A box full of salmon and avocado salad
Forward: 350467, comments: 256701
@LV,louis vuitton official : “My professor has been working very hard recently, and Xiao Lu got new knowledge today: scientific diet and nutritional balance!”
@伊祎: “Sister Jing, there’s something wrong with you!”
@umeixingtaolifanghanyuan: “I ate it!”
@风色清林张雅梦: “I ate it too~”
@ Peipei should work hard to become stronger: "Yes, it's all what we eat~"
@卿困NotMeow Meow: “I claim to eat a pound of this meow~”
@FuRuoLei: "I was in Shanghai the day before yesterday. Can you deny that I received half a catty?"
@ Mo Fu Hua Shao Qing Ben Jiaren: “No need to go through the procedures, just claim it directly~”
@ Ji Xianlin: "1"
@李妔:“2”
…
This whisper was posted last Friday, and it was the official Blue V who came to claim its spokesperson (Lv) who firmly occupied the first place in the most popular comments. Before he had time to ridicule this behavior, it was detrimental to the blue-blooded aristocratic luxury brand.
Tonality, Yan Qing saw something fishy when he compared the publishing time of other comments:
Lu forwarded the comment, which was edited by Whisper on the morning of November 1st. Almost all other hot comments appeared after the early morning of November 3rd, especially those of Miao Miao, Zhang Yameng, Li Hanyuan and Zhou Peipei.
People's comments were posted almost at 10:30 yesterday morning. They and Weng Huaijing were actually staying at the kapork studio at that time. Yan Qing was busy in the recording studio at that time and knew nothing about these splitting operations.
"So buzz buzz has actually been affected. The salad on Friday was for two people, so Yi Yi guessed that I was there too. Did she post this whisper today to make up for the situation? She is too cute.
Bar…"
Finally figuring out the reason behind her sweetheart's insistence on sharing the meal today, Yan Qing couldn't help laughing and teasing Weng Huaijing: "Didn't you communicate with them in advance? Isn't it true that there are three hundred taels of silver here~"
After saying that, he actually regretted it. Professor Weng, a dignified professor with a face as thin as gauze, would go to Yi Yi to cooperate.
"..."
On the other side of the dressing bench, Weng Huaijing was in great embarrassment. With her pretty face gradually turning red, she slowly raised her head and glared angrily at a certain disciple who knew she had made a mistake: "I'm kind enough to help you share the firepower, but you're actually being mean to me! Yan Yisa~
"
"Dong dong dong!"
At the critical moment, before Yan Qing heard my quibbling words and had no time to blurt out, there were three knocks with a special rhythm outside the locker room. He breathed a sigh of relief, stood up and opened the door, silently looking at the speed of light as it returned to normal.
Weng Huaijing, who was sitting tilted by the Duchess, added sweet words: "I can't get enough of it, how can I bear to hurt you~"
Opening the unlocked door of the practice room, Yan Qing saw nearly twenty girls standing outside, far exceeding the number of contestants representing the Imperial Dance Academy in the "Bei Lei Cup" semi-finals. At this time, he could not see the place in the back row.
A sweet female voice came out: "Professor, we didn't leave a message under your new whisper. Aren't you very good... Ah, this is Teacher Yan Qing, hello."
"Hello, come in."
There was no sound in the dressing room deep in the secret garden. Yan Qing quickly took a few steps back to let the girls enter the practice room. No one asked where the professor was. Zi Wen, who had met him several times, introduced him one by one.
After getting up the ballet girls who came to participate in the training, when it was the turn of the last freshman Mo Ruanqi, Weng Huaijing and Shi Shiran walked out.
"Start class!"
Except for the opening lightning strike that slightly prevented Professor Weng from getting off the stage, the ballet girls from Diwu still behaved very well. Everyone had their hair tied in advance and changed their equipment, and then they started directly.
Today’s Xiaozao tutorial.
When he first took up the position of Professor Weng's personal assistant, Yan Qing had to strive for perfection in his performance. Although his sweetheart thoughtfully prepared the piano score, it was of no use at all. He was like a ruthless piano accompaniment machine, and he truly achieved randomness.
Click here anytime.
Whether it is a popular piece such as Petzold's "Minuet No. 2 in G minor" or Tchaikovsky's "Nutcracker Suite", or something less popular like the Sicilian variation excerpt from the romantic ballet "Jewels", classical ballet
The Bluebird Dance Variation in "Sleeping Beauty", with a smile on his face, Assistant Professor Yan did not write the entire script. He played more than ten pieces of music with different styles one after another accurately and elegantly. It is a pity that such a skillful performance can only
Professor Weng's serious and dignified appearance became slightly gentler.
Of course, this was just the inner slander of the students. They didn’t know how happy Yan Qing was. In his eyes, even Professor Weng, who was serious about his studies, was full of endless charm, so when the small class, which lasted for an hour, ended
Finally, when the girls asked for a new song, Assistant Teacher Yan was very cooperative.
"I heard that the professor and Teacher Yan Qing wrote a super, super tender song. I think the most beautiful thing in the world is..."
This request was made to Weng Huaijing and Yan Qing by Mo Ruanqi, who almost got into trouble when she entered. She didn't have the task of participating in the competition, and she didn't seem to be as in awe of Professor Weng as the other seniors. The little girl was very good at and dared to act coquettishly: "I slowly like it.
You, slowly recall, and grow old with you slowly! This is what Sister Xiaoxi secretly told me when she came back after recording the show. It will take another five days. Professor, can you listen to an advance version?"
""Slowly Falling in Love with You" is a very slow song that can even be described as plain. You may not understand it now, but you will definitely understand this sentence many years later. Companionship is the longest confession of love..."
Mo Ruanqi's coquettishness failed to impress Weng Huaijing, but Yan Qing could. Maybe he didn't speak happily enough when recording and sharing the submission. When he said these words, his eyes were locked on his sweetheart, and Professor Weng had to turn his back when he saw it.
Go, Assistant Professor Yan, who finally took advantage of the victory, added: "Professor buzz buzz, may I accompany you?"
When the music started playing, Weng Huaijing's solo performance could not continue after all. When she sang the song "Slowly Falling in Love with You", although she was not as devoted as she was during the performance, she was far more restrained than she had been during the rehearsal period.
"Because of the pace of life, it is difficult for modern people to have the patience to appreciate the beauty that comes slowly, especially love. The sparks of love are of course thrilling and fascinating, but only in the accumulation of time,
Feelings will become more and more precious..."
Yan Qing was not the only one who was not enjoying the conversation. After singing the song, Professor Weng began her entertaining and educational talk with earnest words: "Is it like I analyzed the logic of the actors' actions in "Coppélia" last week?
What’s more valuable in a vigorous scene is someone who is willing to slow down and spend time with you, so in the face of countless temptations, Franz finally firmly chose Coppelia!”
"I learned it, our professor taught it really well!"
After Weng Huaijing finished speaking, nineteen ballet girls and Yan Qing applauded enthusiastically. Mo Ruanqi's excitement became a little louder, but an embarrassing thing happened. A small note was exaggerated by her.
He threw it out with a wave of his arm and landed at the feet of Assistant Coach Yan.
Yan Qing, who had quick eyes and quick hands, quickly picked up the note, but Professor Weng also noticed this scene and came to him with light steps.
Occupying most of the area of this small note is the dignified block letters. Weng Huaijing's eyes were like lightning. He could tell at a glance that this was written by Ning Meng. Unfortunately, the content was incomplete. The first sentence at the beginning seemed to be taking over another paragraph of content. The screen
Holding her breath, she moved closer to Yan Qing. Under the sneak glances of a group of ballet girls who had become silent, the two of them lowered their heads and read the contents of the note together:
…
The teacher is definitely a master of riddles - books always write about overjoyed evenings, but reality is even more inseparable from each other's companionship."
Let me tell you, there may have been outsiders present during the recording of the show, and both of them were very accepting of it, but I was still surprised. There was one detail that was really sweet, but I didn’t know if the show crew would cut it out.
"What exactly is true love? A thousand people may have a thousand different answers to this question. Like me, I think true love is when two people are comfortable together and can laugh without restraint or cry without fear.
"
When she said this, the two annoying violinists were staring at the professor the whole time, so her tone was very much like she usually gave us a big class. If you want to hear it, I can imitate it for you after class. Pay attention! Teacher Yan Qing is here to take it.
Very good!
"Let me translate the meaning of longing. The best love should be - I love you, and you are free!"
When he said this, Teacher Yan Qing’s eyes were super, super warm (emphasis added! I bolded the part after the dash because the professor turned around immediately after hearing this, and then turned into a sweet girl in seconds! Woohoo~ Blow it up!)
ps: One more thing, after asking about "Slowly Falling in Love with You", we can test Teacher Yan Qing!
"No matter how many people we have loved, the last one left behind must be the one you take for granted. Like the sky, like the earth, like a kapok tree, ordinary and visible, even if you are not around, you can still make it happen.
I feel very at ease.”
Last Wednesday, the professor in the professional class was explaining the motivation of the male protagonist Franz in "Coppelia" to climb the wall to woo him. He secretly added some personal information. To be honest, I have been paying attention to the word "kapok" for a long time. Kapok Charity Fund,
Kapok Movies, Kapok and the Lovers Band, and the professor who used Sanyue Whisper as their new avatar are all Kapok. Later, Qiqi will be responsible for opening the test, and everyone will perform their duties and act accordingly.
After PS, two lines were specially left blank, and more than ten other handwritings with different styles appeared on the small note:
Professor, turn around and I can do that! Second the suggestion! (Wen Wanjuanxiu’s lower case letters)
It’s impossible to cut the scene lines before reading the manuscript! Anyway, I just blasted it, it’s a pity that you didn’t see it! (The running script of the pen is like a dragon and a snake)
awsl! Ask the program team to be a person! I also want to second my opinion ten thousand times, woo woo woo! (The font is rich and the strokes are even and powerful.)
Slightly...(the remaining seven or eight paragraphs of messages filled with envy, jealousy and hatred)
…
"Why is there a comment section here? Can you tell who is who?"
Before reading the entire comment section, Yan Qing wanted to communicate with his sweetheart through his eyes. Unexpectedly, the corners of Weng Huaijing's eyes beside him were already bright red.
"You are becoming less and less serious in class now. I am so disappointed!"
Leaving a soft rebuke, Professor Weng hurriedly turned into a gust of wind and floated into the locker room before the suffocating social atmosphere came. With a clang, she initiated the normal operation and locked the door directly.
"Teacher Yan Qing..."
While protecting Mo Ruanqi who started to cry after getting into a big disaster, Zhu Xiaoxi begged Yan Qing: "Go and coax my professor!"
"She will definitely lose her face..."
He spread his hands and said that he had no choice. After a hard fight, Yan Qing asked: "Why do I remember Xiaoxi that you said that you have a very strict tongue?"
"We have a very strict tone..."
Zhu Xiaoxi lowered his head in shame, but Ning Meng tentatively replied: "That's why I only write it!"
This was said quite righteously, and for a moment Yan Qing was speechless. He had to hold back his smile and pretend to be serious, thinking that after a while, he would wait until the person left before knocking on the door to coax the Kapok girl. Fortunately, these guys
The ballet girls were not completely ignorant of the style, and left the ballet C practice room in a swarm, making loud noises.
In addition to the youthful and happy atmosphere they left behind, a faint scent of rosemary slowly spreads in the air of the secret garden.
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Shanghai·Changning
Community No. 62-72, Lixi Road
…
Shanghai, an inclusive city, always likes to bury exotic buildings in certain corners. At the intersection of Yuyuan Road and Lixi Road, there are two tower-shaped houses full of Nanyang style.
The cold-resistant palm trees on the roadside, the winding stone roads, and the street corners with cafe signs in traditional Chinese characters all give people the illusion of being in a quiet Lion City town. However, today it is a little noisy because of the movie directed by Yuan Yuchun.
"Touch" chose this place as the location for location shooting.
"Cut! Come here! Look into my eyes and think about it with all your courage seventeen times in a row. If Yuan Siyuan dared to look directly at Zhang Yahui so directly? Then they would have been together on the same spot, and I...
What did I write about Mu Ruchun..."
After being amplified by the director's loudspeaker, Yuan Yuchun became so powerful that the cameras, microphone poles, fill light boards and many other equipment that were surrounding her suddenly dispersed. While the aggressive Director Yuan was lecturing, the index and middle fingers of her right hand moved around her eyes and one side.
An actress wearing a Nanyang Technological University uniform gestured back and forth.
"Touch, touch, do you understand this feeling? My friend Helen just taught you this. Love is a hand that wants to touch but then takes it back. The three of you should think about this sentence carefully. Don't worry about it yet.
After filming, notify the production staff to serve dinner!"
The three people Yuan Yuchun pointed to, in addition to the thin actress who was sprayed with tears by the hairdryer, also included a girl who looked a bit like Zhang Yameng. She was also wearing a Nanyang Polytechnic uniform and was shivering at the moment.
On her arm is a slightly mature androgynous actress with sharp short hair.
"Let's go eat first. I'll have a chat with you, Director Yuan. Don't be frightened by her~"
Speaking in extremely standard Mandarin, Huo Hailun, who came to visit the class on a whim in the morning, persuaded the three young actresses who dared not move to eat and rest, and then gently hugged Yuan Yuchun, who had just lost his temper, to go to the full house.
Have a private chat next to the simulated ivy wall.
For some unknown reason, the two of them chose to chat in French, which relatively few people can understand. The conversation lasted for more than half an hour. The whole crew ate their lunches in a hurry and all waited aside obediently.
Knowing what tricks Huo Hailun used, Yuan Yuchun's expression finally cleared up after the rain.
"Okay, let's do it again. Let's give you a little something sweet first. After filming the scene (Siyuan's First Meeting as Spring), let's start tomorrow afternoon. I'll give you two days off..."
Gathering everyone together again, Yuan Yuchun raised the director's loudspeaker again. This time her voice returned to the gentleness it had when she first joined the group a few days ago. However, these words made everyone confused. It was obvious that she had said this half an hour ago.
The eldest daughter of the Yuan family was still angry about the constant sexual intercourse, so why did he suddenly have to give the whole group a holiday? Seeing everyone's confusion, Director Yuan, who was in a better mood, made an exception and explained: "I have some personal matters and I have to go there.
Imperial Capital.”
"..."
The executive producer who was responsible for controlling the progress smiled bitterly. After hesitating for a moment, he decided to remind Yuan Yuchun, who always had an uncompromising style of dealing with things: "But Director Yuan, our schedule has seriously exceeded the deadline. In ten days at the latest, the crew will
We have to rush to Singapore to meet up."
"I know it's urgent, but I have no choice. I have to go and see my sister at home who is not living up to expectations..."
With her brows furrowed, Yuan Yuchun's expression changed slightly. Her eyes swept over the executive producer's face and onto the three leading actors of "Touch". Her eyes were murderous with a hint of disappointment: "She and
These three girls are all hopeless. When they encounter setbacks, they just hide in the bathroom and wipe their tears."
During the new round of director's lectures, Huo Hailun did not join in anymore. She stood far away with her hands behind her back the whole time. Her blue eyes looked at the ever-changing clouds on the horizon, and her thoughts had flown to nowhere.