Of course, the person who made the sound could only be Zhou Peipei. She tried to hide her surprised expression while quietly moving toward the restaurant.
Seeing Weng Huaijing and Shao Qing both looking at her, Zhou Peipei said in a panic:
"Sister Qing, I'm going to prepare dinner. We usually eat whole wheat sandwiches and vegetable salads, is that okay?"
Shao Qing didn't pick her up and prepared dinner to escape. He waved his hand and said to Zhou Peipei:
"Peipei, come back here and sit next to me and listen. Neither your sister Jinger nor I treat you as an outsider, and sister Qing, I will teach you another lesson today..."
Shao Qing looked at Zhou Peipei seriously:
"When the artist you work with starts to take the initiative to let you know this kind of privacy, then he really treats you as a trustworthy assistant. Let me tell you this... Yan Qing is open and honest, and his assistant
Miao Miaoguangming stood nearby and listened with open ears."
"Sister Qing, do you call this willingness to take the initiative?"
Weng Huaijing replied angrily. She looked at Zhou Peipei, who was still wavering between the living room and the dining room, and said to her:
"Pepe, you'd better come over and sit down, lest I let people say that I'm not being candid enough."
Weng Huaijing spoke, and Zhou Peipei obediently moved to the sofa on the other side and sat down.
Only now did she understand what Shao Qing meant when she followed Shao Qing back from Shanghai, what he said to Weng Huaijing about being arrogant, delaying her schedule, not renewing her contract, and never seeing her again in her lifetime.
I also wanted to understand why Yan Qing had such an attitude towards Sister Jing'er who injured him.
The few previous interactions between Yan Qing and Weng Huaijing flashed through her mind:
"Wow, it turns out that Sister Jing'er and Teacher Yan Qing were in a relationship before...is it so exciting?"
Zhou Peipei remembered the lesson Shao Qing taught her and quietly pricked up her ears.
"Then, how did he respond?"
Seeing that Shao Qing and himself were sitting in almost the same posture, with their knees tightly closed and their calves leaning forward and backward on the sofa, they looked dignified, elegant and peaceful in their time.
Weng Huaijing picked up the water glass on the coffee table and finally asked.
With an expression on his face, Shao Qing recounted to Weng Huaijing exactly what happened in Yan Qing's office on Monday, except that he did not mention the part where Miao Miao lost her composure.
But Weng Huai turned his beautiful eyes and kept bringing the topic to Miao Miao:
"His assistant, Miao Miao, likes him, right? And he probably doesn't know it at all. Sister Qing, you can tell that, right?"
"Nani! Sister Miao Miao likes Teacher Yan Qing, please, this is an idol drama!"
Zhou Peipei, who had her ears perked up, suddenly felt like little brother Runtu who fell into the watermelon field on a midsummer night. No, it was the squid. There were many melons in front of him to eat.
"Well, after this incident, I started to like Miao Miao quite a lot. That familiar hidden and repressed admiration..."
Shao Qing clearly revealed the part of Miao Miao that she had deliberately hidden. She sighed and concluded:
"Yes, I actually feel that I can't hide it from you. You are so smart, but you just don't pay attention to these things."
After hearing this, Weng Huaijing stopped mentioning Miao Miao, and the atmosphere in the living room gradually became silent.
After a while, Weng Huaijing took the initiative to break the deadlock and said to Shao Qing:
"He used to have a very sharp view of the evil side of human nature in this world. I feel that he was full of anger, so he went to extremes in many choices of things. Sister Qing, you also know that incident at the beginning, which caused quite a big fuss.
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Shao Qing smiled and said: "I think he has a pure heart. Just like Mr. Yuan of Pantai Industrial, many people in the circle said at that time that he was ignorant and used his arms as a cart."
Zhou Peipei sighed secretly: "Sister Qing speaks very highly of Teacher Yan Qing, she has a pure heart."
Weng Huaijing sighed lightly: "He really had no choice but to retreat at that time."
Shao Qing squinted his eyes and looked at Weng Huaijing: "So how bad is that drama? I'm really curious..."
"I haven't seen it either, and he said that it's because there are too many people with your thoughts that Yuan Yuqiu has the wonderful idea of reverse word-of-mouth marketing."
Weng Huai looked forward to his luck and imitated Yan Qing's commentating tone: "If the Chinese film industry can produce a film like "The Legend of Earth", everyone who has supported bad films at the box office has a responsibility."
Shao Qing covered her mouth and laughed.
Weng Huaijing said to himself: "After all these years, it is now very popular in whispers to say, "Reconcile with the world."
Zhou Peipei raised her hand and responded: "Sister Jing'er, yes, yes, yes, several Emotional Whisper Up owners I follow have posted similar..."
Weng Huaijing leaned forward and took off the elastic band on his ponytail, and his black hair fell down like a waterfall: "I think he must have gone through a period of self-exile and finally reconciled with himself, which is good."
Zhou Peipei looked at her sister Jinger with a blushing face, and suddenly felt that the melon on her lips no longer tasted good.
"Sister Jinger, you are so beautiful. I envy Teacher Yan Qing in real-name form!"
Shao Qing nodded: "Because of that incident, he still hasn't been able to make movies, especially now that documentaries can be screened in commercial theaters. Alas..."
Weng Huaijing's reaction was quite calm: "He chose the road himself. Even if he breaks his head, he will go on it. Besides, he is not the kind of person who values money."
Shao Qing reached out and gently held Weng Huaijing's slender pair of catkins.
"Don't mention this anymore. I have longed for you. Sister Qing has always liked you the most. What I hope most is that you can be happy. Really, I don't want you to be like me in this life. I, Shao Qing, am finished in this life. I am hanging on a dead person.
It’s on someone…”
Weng Huaijing interrupted Shao Qing's words: "I am very happy now. I like this current state of life, dancing, teaching, and educating people."
She understood Shao Qing's subtext.
Shao Qing refused to give up: "I'm sure he still loves you. Why did you break up?"
Weng Huaijing nodded, then shook his head: "It has already passed between us. There is no special reason, but it is just inappropriate."
Shao Qing was about to ask again when Weng Huaijing's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and suddenly two lines of clear tears gurgled out from her red eyes:
"Sister Qing, didn't you keep asking for a reason when you came back from Shanghai? Why did I take action..."
"This scene is so poignant. Sister Jing'er looks so heart-wrenching. Teacher Yan Qing must have done something wrong. You are a scumbag!"
Zhou Peipei quickly changed her evaluation of Yan Qing.
Weng Huai whispered with red eyes: "The time we broke up, he made a request to me. If he dares to appear in front of me again, let me beat him hard to wake him up, make him despair, and make him give up."
Zhou Peipei: "???"
Shao Qing asked in confusion: "Why did he say that?"
"These are not the original words. He was using Lawrence's words in "Snake"..."
Weng Huaijing coughed lightly and read in a West End British dramatic accent:
“was it cowardice, that i dared not kill him?
was it perversity, that i longed to talk to him?
was it humility, to feel so honored?
i felt so honored.
and yet those voices:
if you were not afraid, you would kill him!"
This poem is obviously much more famous than Scott's work. Shao Qing followed Weng Huaijing's voice and repeated the Chinese version softly:
"Am I afraid to kill him out of cowardice?
Is it due to depravity?
I want to talk to him?
Is it such a humiliation that I feel honored?
I feel so honored.
However, another voice came out:
If you are not afraid, you must kill him!"
Weng Huaijing lowered her head and tried to hide her tears. Her voice trembled slightly, but was extremely determined:
"So when he stood in front of me and held up the handful of Kelsang flowers to me, I heard a voice in my heart: as your wish, bustard!"
"Good shot!"
Shao Qing hugged Weng Huaijing, who was bowing his head, and tried to help Weng Huaijing wipe away his tears. At the same time, he gestured to Peipei to prepare dinner:
"Pepe, I want to have a sandwich and salad. We are all hungry, so we are ready to eat."
Weng Huaijing continued to lower her head and remained unmoved, and did not cooperate with Shao Qing's actions to wipe her tears.
Shao Qing had no idea. She narrowed her phoenix eyes. She rolled her eyes and said loudly to Zhou Peipei who had already walked to the restaurant and opened the refrigerator door: "Peipei will do it later. You can call Luo Bing now to represent me."
Inform their program team that we will not renew the contract after the two pilot episodes are recorded, and let them find whomever they like..."
She felt that Weng Huaijing in her arms suddenly took the initiative to find the handkerchief in her hand. After Shao Qing wiped the corners of her eyes and cheeks, she quickly shouted to Zhou Peipei, who was really frozen at the door of the refrigerator:
"Forget it, I thought about it, let's renew the contract. It would be a pity that a show that is going to be a hit doesn't renew the contract..."
Shao Qing hugged Weng Huaijing tightly in his arms and muttered as if he was feeling sorry for himself: "Besides, if you don't renew the contract, you have to call Li Yannian. What's the use of looking for Luo Bing? Look at Huaijing, I'm so angry."
Already."
Weng Huaijing raised her head suddenly and broke away from Shao Qing's arm. She quickly moved a few positions to the side and turned her back to Shao Qing.
Perhaps because he was getting angrier as he thought about it, Weng Huaijing turned around again, grabbed a pillow, and threw it at Shao Qing angrily:
"Shao Qing! I don't want to talk to you anymore. After dinner, you can go back quickly and don't disturb me anymore."
After saying this, Weng Huaijing picked up the script, lowered his head and returned all his attention to the dialogue between the male and female protagonists.
Shao Qing smiled, put down the pillow and got up and went to the restaurant. While she was cradling Zhou Peipei's pear blossom head, she taught her some assistant skills that she had summarized by words and deeds.
After simply eating the healthy dinner prepared by Zhou Peipei, Shao Qing waved to Weng Huaijing, and regardless of whether she saw it or not, he opened the door and left with his bag, leaving behind a lion-headed Peipei to start her daily calling.
She looks forward to eating with her son.
"Xiao Gourd, if I don't believe it, I can't cure you."
With a smile of success on his face, Shao Qing leaned against his car in the parking lot and smoked three cigarettes in a row, then turned on the accelerator with a satisfied look on his face and drove away.