Outside the small courtyard of the "office building" in Jacquard Grid Hutong, Miao Miao asked Yan Qing beside her softly.
Yan Qing, who deliberately shaved his beard cleanly, took out his mobile phone from the lining pocket of his formal suit and took a look.
The color tft screen of the feature phone clearly displays:
"China Unicom
2019-08-22 Thursday
July 23, Yihai year
07:27」
Yan Qingzheng planned to reduce the frequency of handing over his mobile phone to Miao Miao for safekeeping.
At this moment he was thinking:
"Even if it's just a feature phone, the change in "personality" must be done step by step and slowly. Maybe one day I will change to a smartphone. There is always a dream!"
"Brother Qing'er, haha, Uncle Qian posted on WeChat Moments, and he was stuck in the North Second Ring Road. We are still smart, and we can compete with electric cars!"
Miao Miao's sweet voice interrupted Yan Qing's beautiful longing for the future.
The two of them still traveled on electric bikes today, and the journey was naturally smooth.
Qian Dejun didn't seem to know how to drive. Miao Miao had reserved a special car for him yesterday. He would be stuck in the North Second Ring Road.
Yan Qing and the others did not wait too long. At 7:45, Dingxin's nanny van arrived at the spot agreed with Shao Qing and delivered Zhou Peipei on time.
"Hey, black stilettos and a well-fitting moon-white ol' skirt. Shao Qing is very particular about what he has done."
Yan Qing, who remained calm, nodded secretly and praised Shao Qing.
After Zhou Peipei got out of the car, she bowed politely to Yan Qing. The girl's newly permed black hair spread like a waterfall in front of Yan Qing's eyes.
Zhou Peipei’s accent also has a slight hint of Wu Nong’s soft accent:
"Good morning, Teacher Yan Qing~ Good morning, Sister Miao Miao."
"Good morning, classmate Peipei, you look so beautiful today."
Yan Qing greeted Zhou Peipei warmly and asked her softly if she had any acting experience.
Zhou Peipei's attention seems to be focused on Yan Qing's nearly bald hairstyle.
Zhou Peipei shook her head in confusion and replied to Yan Qing.
She was secretly thinking about other things:
"Why does Sister Qing laugh when she talks about Teacher Yan Qing's hairstyle? Fortunately, she is very energetic like this. Hey, the wound seems to be completely healed."
"Why did I do a good job as Weng Huaijing's assistant, and suddenly I was sent by Sister Qing to make a guest appearance at Yan Qing's side? What if I become famous? My parents will definitely send me back to Gusu."
"Sister Miao Miao is very fierce every time she sees Sister Jing'er! She is a little scared. What should I do if Sister Qing is not here yet? Teacher Yan Qing is quite gentle."
Yan Qing didn't know that Zhou Peipei was having so many inner dramas in her heart.
He thought that he would have to wait for Qian Dejun to come over anyway, so he called the cameraman from the program team over.
After the camera focused on Zhou Peipei, Yan Qing asked Zhou Peipei to try to perform a leaving action that was a little shy and angry but still elegant.
This requirement is obviously too difficult for Zhou Peipei.
She tried it several times, but the traces of the performance were too obvious. Yan Qing looked at it from the monitor, and the effect was too artificial.
"I'm so angry, but I still have to stay elegant. Come on, Pepe, let's go together."
Miao Miao typed out the entire copy with her own hands. Seeing that Zhou Peipei couldn't figure it out for a long time, she became addicted to being a teacher. She stepped forward and pulled Zhou Peipei to try to teach on the spot.
Zhou Peipei didn't know whether she should continue or accept Miao Miao's training. Yan Qing didn't care and let the two of them mess around in the camera.
A handsome old man wearing a three-piece formal suit with a folded handkerchief in the diagonal pocket on the collar of the suit walked up to Yan Qing.
Wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, the elegant old man with silver hair had a common teasing look on his face and said to Yan Qing:
"Brother Qing, why don't I call you Director Yan today? Your little girl can't even play with this little girl. How are you going to teach her?"
Upon hearing this, Yan Qing knew that this must be Qian Dejun, who had been watching the show for a while like him.
"Teacher Qian, thank you for lending a helping hand. How about we go in and chat first?"
Qian Dejun waved his hand and pointed at Miao Miao and Zhou Peipei who were still walking not far away.
"Wait a minute, don't worry, tell them about this scene and let me see how you are doing as a director."
Yan Qing noticed that the two girls with angry expressions and awkward movements were walking farther and farther away.
Yan Qing called Miao Miao and Zhou Peipei over. Miao Miao also saw Qian Dejun and pulled Zhou Peipei over.
She bowed obediently to Qian Dejun and called Uncle Qian sweetly.
"Miao Yatou, you're not very good at acting, but you're quite addicted to being a teacher."
Qian Dejun laughed and teased Miao Miao.
Miao Miao had a tender face, probably thinking that she had failed to teach Zhou Peipei well and had embarrassed Yan Qing, so her face suddenly turned red.
"Little meow, Peipei, it's okay, I'll give you a stroke..."
After Yan Qingqing reviewed his thoughts and feelings on "Towards a Simple Drama", he continued to say to Zhou Peipei and Miao Miao:
"Let's let ourselves relax first and come with me
…Close your eyes…breathe in…good…breathe out…”
Yan Qing held his hands in front of his chest and took a deep breath. After guiding the two girls into a relaxed state, he said slowly and softly:
"...The boy you have a crush on will be chatting with you in the cafe right now...
Suddenly he grabbed your wrist with a frivolous expression and stroked it frivolously.
You were very angry and disappointed with him, so you stood up and walked away.
The good impression you had before makes you subconsciously accustomed to leaving in an elegant manner...
In this way, the entire motivation is in line with the character's logic.
Let’s try it again after putting it into this situation.”
After Yan Qing finished speaking, Zhou Peipei thought about the president of the Huachuan Student Union, whom she had a crush on during her freshman year, and immediately became emotionally involved, with a look of just the right amount of embarrassment on her face.
Both Yan Qing and Qian Dejun were satisfied. Qian Dejun bumped Yan Qing's shoulder disrespectfully:
"Okay, Brother Qing, you haven't given back all of your experiences to the teachers of Hua Xi. Go in and pass this scene while this little girl gets the feeling."
Yan Qing got over the director's addiction and took a few people to his lounge. He filmed this scene in the newly purchased high-end leather sofa reception area in the lounge.
Qian Dejun is in very good condition, and he plays the role as he says it, and he plays the image of a salty and wet workplace executive very vividly, and he also attracts Zhou Peipei by the way.
Yan Qing saw the little girl on the monitor slamming her hands away, rolling up the folder and standing up. With some shame, anger and determination on her face, she walked towards the camera.
In the distance of the camera, a mop-up man with a stunned and embarrassed expression on his face was clearly reflected.
"Very good, passed."
After Yan Qing finished speaking, he held up the monitor and asked Qian Dejun to take a look.
Qian Dejun watched the playback carefully and nodded.
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The cubicle area on the right side of the first floor of the "Office Building":
Yan Qing summoned some behind-the-scenes staff who were working as background, and cast envious or loving eyes on Miao Miao who was passing by the cubicle corridor.
Then I closed the curtains to isolate the light source and took another shot:
Miao Miao was typing on the keyboard in front of the computer screen. She stayed up late and worked overtime in the empty office.
At this time, Qian Dejun had a new hairstyle, changed into a cashmere sweater and plastic-framed reading glasses, and the image of an old father looking forward to his son's success emerged.
Yan Qing changed into a student outfit with plaid short-sleeves, and the two veteran actors had the scene by a window in the lounge and study room on the second floor.
With an angry look on his face, the old father snatched "An Actor's Self-cultivation" from his son's hand and threw it to the ground. With some uncontrollable anger, he repeatedly accused his son who still looked stubborn.
In the next shot: the son's slightly trembling hands opened an admission notice from the Huaguo Drama Academy. The old father took off his glasses and looked happy with tears in his eyes.
During the fourth act, the program director Liu Mingren volunteered to play the role of a middle-aged man with a sarcastic smile who posted the "You are so sexy" emoticon in various WeChat groups on his mobile phone.
Yan Qing, who had changed back into formal attire, performed a performance without physical objects in front of the green screen in the practice room.
Finally, a group of shots were taken of Yan Qing wrapping the tiger's mouth with a bandage while stepping over broken glass.
The rest needs to be left to the program team to complete according to the copy through the post-production special effects team and editing of clips from Yan Qing's previous film works.
Yan Qing recorded the narration at home using a high-sampling rate recorder and gave it to Liu Mingren along with the material he shot today.
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At noon, Miao Miao took Yan Qing, Qian Dejun and Zhou Peipei to eat boiled fish at Chuanlongyuan in Xizhimen. She always remembered Qian Dejun's delicious bite, and Qian Dejun also enjoyed the meal very much.
After the meal, Miao Miao arranged two special cars to take them back. Before leaving, Qian Dejun patted Yan Qing's shoulder in a rare serious manner and said to him:
"Six years will be over soon. When the time comes, remember to call Lao Sun, and the three of us will make a scene together. Today's filming was too unsatisfactory."
In the afternoon, Miao Miao led Yan Qing on an electric bike and found the mao livehouse near the intersection of Guloubian East Street and Nanluogu Lane.
The store hasn't opened yet, but all the band members that Mao Zhiyuan found are here.
Mao Zhiyuan introduced the four people one by one, a bassist, a guitarist, and two keyboardists.
After the introduction, Mao Zhiyuan didn't exchange much greetings. After arranging Miao Miao to sit down in the booth, he reached out to take the drum score handed over by Yan Qing and hung it on the music stand leisurely:
"Come on directly, don't bring those two soy keyboards with you, and you will definitely not miss the formal rehearsal when the time comes.
Brother Qing, just use your own high and low keyboard set to play the lead piano. It has been adjusted for you.
Let's play it a few times first, and the bass and rhythm guitar will be able to keep up with it on their own."
Mao Zhiyuan turned around and glanced at the musicians:
"A bunch of bastards, aren't they always trying to show off their talents but not seeing them? Today Brother Qing has handed the opportunity to you, remember to show some special skills."
Yan Qing smiled, stood in front of the keyboard and made an OK gesture to Mao Zhiyuan.
Sure enough, after two rounds of harmonizing the piano and drums, the bass and rhythm guitar caught up with the rhythm.
At the end of the fourth round, the bass can even look at the gap in the interlude and add a solo.
Yan Qing was very satisfied and joked with Mao Zhiyuan, who stopped to replenish water:
"Da Mao, please remember to click on them when the time comes. When recording the official rehearsal, you will be in a better position. I have to withdraw here."
Mao's business hours were coming soon, and Mao Zhiyuan didn't want to keep him any longer.
Yan Qing took Miao Miao, who had drank four bottles of craft beer in the booth, and her eyes started to sparkle, and took a taxi home.
"Everything is ready, just waiting for the show to start recording."