On Thursday, the course schedule of the ballet department of Imperial Dance Academy was suddenly adjusted to three professional classes of "Classical Ballet Solo" and three classes of "Ballet Drama Performance". It was not until four o'clock in the afternoon that Weng Huaijing completed the teaching task.
Zhou Peipei held some teaching and research materials for her and accompanied Weng Huaijing out of the cultural teaching building. While looking at the script in her hand that she had made a lot of comments on during her break today, she walked to the "No. 1 Courtyard" on Wanshou Temple Road outside the college.
Walking around the house, I saw that the script was just formed last night and was titled "Pause for Today" in the first version. It may be changed later.
On the way home, Zhou Peipei carefully protected Weng Huaijing, who was silently reciting lines in vain. Zhou Peipei was still thinking silently in her heart:
"It only takes about ten minutes to walk from the classroom to Sister Jing'er's home. Sister Jing'er works so hard. Sure enough, the success of an artist does not come from chance and talent - "Genius is 1% inspiration and 99% perspiration." Edison
What I said is true, and the ancients sincerely did not deceive me."
The two of them walked back to Courtyard No. 1 and took the elevator to the 30th floor.
After exiting the elevator door, Zhou Peipei saw Shao Qing standing with her back by the door of the elevator's escape passage. She still had her long black hair coiled up, and was still wearing a well-fitting high-end skirt and black stilettos with red soles.
The slender fingers of her right hand held a newly lit slender filter cigarette. The sharp-eyed Zhou Peipei also noticed three or four cigarette butts scattered on the lid of the trash can at the door of the escape passage.
"Sister Qing, why did you come here and didn't even make a call?" Zhou Peipei said hello to Shao Qing.
Hearing Zhou Peipei's voice, Weng Huaijing came out of reciting his lines and found that he had already arrived at the door of his house. He also noticed Shao Qing smoking beside him.
"Well, anyway, I figured it was almost time for Huaijing to finish class, so I just came up and waited without calling."
Shao Qing turned around and raised the hand holding the cigarette slightly, as if to say hello, she continued to say to Weng Huaijing: "I was sitting in the company office feeling bored, and I felt inexplicably upset.
I thought you were about to finish class, so I came over to see you."
Zhou Peipei took out the key and quickly opened the door. As Weng Huaijing walked in, she responded coldly: "Come in and talk, Sister Qing."
Shao Qing smiled, raised his hand to put out the cigarette that he had not taken two puffs on the trash can cover, and followed her through the door.
Zhou Peipei brought Weng Huaijing a cup of lemon and honey water from the refrigerator that she had prepared before going out. Then she looked at Shao Qing with some uncertainty and asked hesitantly: "Sister Qing, is it still coffee?"
Looking at Weng Huaijing, who was untying the laces of his canvas shoes and putting on cotton slippers, he stood up and took the glass of ice-cold honey water. He drank it in small sips and walked to the sofa in the living room. Shao Qing kicked
He took off his high heels and hurriedly followed with his bare feet. He slumped down next to Weng Huaijing and replied to Zhou Peipei, regardless of his image: "No, please give me a glass of ice like this."
Weng Huaijing glanced at Shao Qing who squeezed next to him, but without saying anything, he reached out and put the half-drunk water glass on the coffee table, put the script on his lap and continued to recite his lines in a low voice.
Shao Qing stood up slightly, and while taking the water glass from Zhou Peipei, he looked at Weng Huaijing, who maintained a dignified "duchess sitting tilted" even on his sofa.
Shao Qing held the water glass in both hands and was not in a hurry to drink. Instead, he looked at Weng Huaijing's side face with a smile and said uncontrollably:
"Yesterday was much better than last week when recording the first episode. You took the initiative and said a lot of things, and they were all very meaningful, especially the quotation from Mencius that you replaced."
Weng Huaijing continued to focus on the script on his lap and replied in a very calm tone: "Although I studied in the United States, I have read all the books I should read."
"On the contrary, it's the little fox Yan Qing. Haven't people always boasted that he is the outstanding graduate representative of the Huaguo Drama Academy? I didn't expect it... I didn't expect it..."
Shao Qing raised the water glass to his mouth, shook his head and continued: "He actually used such an unfamiliar aria line. Let me tell you... did he perform too many scenes in the musical last year..."
Shao Qing closed his eyes and commented on Yan Qing in a slightly contemptuous tone.
When Zhou Peipei looked at Shao Qing's expression, she seemed to be recalling the scene yesterday when Weng Huaijing performed a line for Yan Qinglai.
She couldn't bear it, Zhou Peipei had always had a good impression of Yan Qing.
"I don't know why Sister Shao Qing is hostile to Teacher Yan Qing."
She wanted to defend Yan Qing, but she didn't know how to speak, so she looked at Shao Qing timidly.
Seemingly noticing Zhou Peipei's contradictory expression, he turned his back on Weng Huaijing. After taking a sip of water, Shao Qing showed her a mysterious smile.
On the other hand, Weng Huaijing, who had been paying attention to the lines of the characters in the script, glanced at Shao Qing and said leisurely:
"That line is not an aria, it's just translated into Chinese with some aria accent. It comes from "lay of the last minstrel" by the Scottish poet Sir Walter Scott in the early 19th century, also translated as "The Last Minstrel"
A narrative poem from "The Poet"."
Shao Qing curled his lips at Weng Huaijing and sneered: "So what, I used it in the wrong place, and you gave me a slap on the spot... tsk tsk tsk tsk."
Weng Huaijing turned over a page of the script in his hand, and continued to focus on the heroine's lines. His tone was casual and chatty: "What I said is inappropriate, I am referring to the heroine Li Na. Her academic background and character design are not suitable for such a role."
It’s just a poem.”
Even though Weng Huaijing didn't look at her, Shao Qing stood up, put down the water glass in her hand, and leaned on the sofa again. Her delicate face showed a look of disapproval: "Oh, how do you say this?"
Weng Huaijing smiled lightly, glanced at Shao Qing again, and continued to read his script. After a while, he said softly: "Li Na's undergraduate major is Chinese language and literature, and her graduate degree is in pre-Qin literature and art... If she
If you need to quote scriptures, the first choice must be the famous sayings in the Four Books and Five Classics."
"That's true. Then you see, what you mean is that he used the wrong word." Naturally, Shao Qing lowered his head and answered the sentence unintentionally.
Weng Huaijing continued to read the script and argued absently:
"No, he took "English Literature" as an elective when he was studying. He has always admired Sir Walter Scott and D. H. Lawrence in the late 19th century more than the famous English poet George Byron at the same time.
Poet. So it’s not surprising that he wrote this poem into the script..."
Weng Huaijing seemed to realize that she had made a mistake. After she stopped speaking, she looked at Shao Qing coldly.
"Hahahahahaha~"
Shao Qing, who seemed to be leaning on the back of the sofa carelessly, suddenly collapsed on the sofa and laughed out loud.
"Hey! You Shao Qing! You actually tried to trick me while I was focusing on the script..."
Weng Huai spat, and his tone of voice was raised slightly by half a degree, sounding both angry and a bit harsh.
"I won't deceive you once. How long will it take you to keep silent? Besides, I want to be worthy of Yan Qing for barking so many times behind my back (Old Fox)."
The paralyzed Shao Qing raised his head and looked at Weng Huaijing without showing any signs of weakness, still speaking plausibly.
"As long as you are happy, I have to read the script carefully. Filming will start tomorrow."
Weng Huaijing turned around slightly and turned his back to Shao Qing, who still had a joking look on his face.
"Yes, the three scenes will be officially filmed tomorrow. I have met five or six times during this period. Alas, the two of us have never exchanged more than five sentences together."
Shao Qing continued to be angry and even turned the flames of war on Zhou Peipei, who looked confused next to him:
"Pepe, let's talk about it. When the time comes, will the scenes with Sister Jing'er be filmed well?"
Zhou Peipei looked at Weng Huaijing's back, and then at Shao Qing, who had a smirk on his face. Finally, she shook her head, indicating that she was becoming invisible and did not dare or have any intention to intervene in the battle between the big guys.
"I learned the Stani system of acting methods. When I entered the role, I became Li Na herself. In my eyes, he is my colleague, the host Soleixing."
Weng Huaijing turned around generously and faced Shao Qing's question with a calm expression. The two names she mentioned were the tentative names of the male and female protagonists in "Pause Today".
Seeing Weng Huaijing turning around and looking directly at him, Shao Qing sat up from the sofa and resumed his sitting posture to talk about business:
"Okay, Huai Jing~ Actually I didn't tell you that this Monday I will go to Yan Qing's studio alone and make things clear to him directly..."
Weng Huai raised his eyebrows and motioned for Shao Qing to continue.
"Because when we were recording the first episode of the show, Luo Bing noticed that there was something wrong between the two of you. When he was chatting with me, he said that there was not much interaction between the two main creators. Was it that Yan Qing was still a little resentful?
Flat or something like that.”
Weng Huai raised his eyebrows and said: "He dares!"
Shao Qing smiled, picked up his cup, and continued:
"I just felt at the time that this was not going to work. If we record a few more episodes in the future, the program team might have to try their best to cover up the obvious alienation between you two through editing."
Weng Huaijing replied coldly: "I don't think there's anything unusual."
After pursing her red lips and taking a sip of water, Shao Qing's eyes rolled and she said angrily: "Tsk, tsk, you two look very much alike with your tough mouths."
Weng Huai frowned and said, "As long as you are happy."
Shao Qing didn't take it seriously and put down the water glass with a faint lip mark on the rim.
"I tested you many times before, but you always chose to turn your back to me, so I had no choice. There happened to be something about the copyright and recording of "Light Chaser", so I took the opportunity to rush to Yan Qing and say..."
Shao Qing, who was full of spring breeze, suddenly stopped her sentence. She looked into Weng Huaijing's eyes. She waited until Weng Huaijing looked at him and said slowly:
"How long has it been since you two broke up?"
…
"ah!"
This startling sound interrupted the tit-for-tat confrontation between the two of them, and both of them followed the sound...