After that, Shao Qing stopped teasing Weng Huaijing. Holding the cigarette between her fingers, she turned slightly sideways and took the initiative to chat with Peipei about other topics: "Peipei, do you know what happened to your sister Miao in the past?
"
Zhou Peipei shook her head blankly.
Shao Qing took a long puff of cigarette and said seriously: "Huh...this girl is not easy. Since you want to be the first in this industry, you should learn more from Miao Miao. She has many shining points."
Zhou Peipei was stunned. Shao Qing's leaping thinking span obviously made it difficult for her to keep up.
Shao Qing ignored her reaction and only used the corner of his eye to pay attention to the person next to him. Well, Weng Huaijing did not turn his back. He just lowered his head and read a book, as if he didn't care about them.
After some hesitation, Shao Qing finally asked seemingly unintentionally: "Do you know her life experience?"
Zhou Peipei shook her head in confusion.
Shao Qing continued to tell Miao Miao's story: "She is from Shaoguan, eastern Guangdong, and was an abandoned baby who grew up in a welfare home there."
Zhou Peipei was speechless: "..."
"And what's even more unfortunate is that when she was ten years old, the sponsor of the welfare home went bankrupt."
Zhou Peipei couldn't bear it: "Hiss..."
Shao Qing said softly: "It can be regarded as fate. There happened to be a kind-hearted person who made money after filming his first movie. Maybe he felt the same way, or maybe he had so much money that he didn't know how to spend it.
, and I just happened to see that news, so I took over the mess left by the investor."
Zhou Peipei shook her fist thankfully.
Shao Qing lamented: "Later, Miao Miao came to the imperial capital at the age of sixteen. Now she is not only responsible for the daily operation of a studio. Although she is still a little immature in developing business, she is more than enough to maintain success..."
"Wow..." Zhou Peipei couldn't help but admire Sister Miao's charm.
"What's particularly rare is that Miao Miao never forgets the well-digger when drinking water. She has been doing her charity work in a low-key manner. Later, in the name of a certain fund, she was responsible for all the annual financial needs of seven welfare homes. You know
She has only turned 21 a few months ago. If she hadn’t overheard on the phone..."
From the corner of his eye, he spied on Weng Huaijing, who was still immersed in the book. Shao Qing said in an understatement: "I really can't contact their studio with an anonymous private foundation that was established on August 7, 2014 and is completely self-funded.
Putting it all together, the name is quite interesting – Kapok Healthy Growth Fund.”
"The sister Miao I interact with on weekdays, apart from her cute voice, she always looks very neat and free at work. I didn't expect that she has such a past. Sister Qing, you are right, I have to..."
Shao Qing's words contained a lot of information, and Zhou Peipei's brain was a little down. She organized her words to express her determination to Shao Qing.
But her eyes glanced at Weng Huaijing next to Shao Qing. At some point, a layer of mist formed in her eyes. Zhou Peipei could not continue to express her determination and immediately changed her words and asked with concern: "What's the matter? Jing'er sister's eyes were filled with mist."
Sister Er..."
Shao Qing hurriedly turned around and saw Weng Huaijing looking as if the pear blossoms were about to rain. She knew that she was overplaying her hand and had a deeper understanding of Weng Huaijing's stubbornness.
Shao Qing was a little flustered. She stretched out her arms and gently hugged Weng Huaijing like a treasure: "Sister Qing is wrong. I sent the contract back to Li Yannian yesterday."
Weng Huaijing remained unmoved.
Shao Qing quickly admitted his mistake: "It's my fault. Sister Qing said she was too upright. In fact, I think it's too annoying to lead trainees, and it's too unchallenging for me."
Gently closing his red eyes, Weng Huai sighed with tears.
Shao Qing blamed herself and expressed her determination: "Actually, I like to find this kind of challenging job, and I really fell in love with Pantai. I don't know how wonderful it is to have such a good opportunity, Sister Qing."
.”
Weng Huai was indifferent.
Shao Qing choked with tears and said: "Don't cry because of my admiration. Sister Qing knows that she was wrong and she won't do this again."
It wasn't until Shao Qing finished saying this that Weng Huaijing stood up and gently broke away. She spread her hands and wiped her face from top to bottom, and said coquettishly: "Huh, let's do it."
Shao Qing feigned anger: "Why don't you just let me play with your Chongqing city's changing face?"
Weng Huai raised his eyebrows: "You dare to tease me?"
Shao Qing was not willing to be outdone: "What?...How dare you do it again!"
Weng Huaijing ignored Shao Qing's harsh words. She shook her head proudly, then got up and left the living room, walking back to the master bedroom.
"You want to run away after a lucky win?"
"I love this job so much!"
On the sofa in the living room, Shao Qing and Zhou Peipei looked at each other, each with their own thoughts.
Fortunately, not long after, Weng Huaijing appeared again, with a blush on her pretty face, but she looked frank and frank.
Just like this, she passed by the sofa, holding an acoustic guitar decorated with huanghuali wood in her arms, and Shi Shiran sat back on the high stool next to the floor-to-ceiling window in the living room.
Weng Huai looked out the window, and in the sky of the imperial capital, the last glow of sunset plucked the strings of his musical instrument and sang softly:
"You sit on the chair and look out the window/ at the light flowing by
You reach out your hands and touch the hope written on /paper/
You said the flowers bloomed and fell like a window
But the window/opens and closes/like the appearance of love』
…
""beginning of autumn"?"
Shao Qing retracted his hand towards the coffee table and pushed back the cigarette in his hand.
On the fourth day of mid-autumn, the evening style in the imperial capital was very gentle with the curtains raised, and the girl in front of the window had her hair loosely scattered.
Unexpectedly, the two listeners on the sofa were a little crazy:
Zhou Peipei was fascinated by Weng Huaijing's singing style full of personal style. She frequently used semi-reflections to sing the guava "The Beginning of Autumn" which was particularly graceful and psychedelic.
…
"We are together/and apart/like a pair of oars
There should always be some following the wind/somewhat dreaming
Zhou Peipei murmured: "Listening to Sister Jing'er singing like this, I have no expectations for Wang Wanxi's version of "The Beginning of Autumn"..."
Shao Qing remained silent. She pursed her red lips and made a shushing gesture towards Zhou Peipei.
The two of them looked at Weng Huaijing's back carefully, for fear of disturbing her and ruining the beautiful scenery like a splash-ink scroll:
…
The red silk-like clouds outside the floor-to-ceiling windows change with the melody of the acoustic guitar, flowing with light;
Ping Ping curls up, as quiet as a virgin, and moves like the beautiful back of a willow blowing through the water;
The gentle and intoxicating autumn wind caresses three thousand blue hairs that are dancing lightly;
A faint hint of rosemary that is both present and refreshing.
…
"Girls' feelings are always poetry!"
"The fragrance specially prepared by the owner of l'artisan parfumeur (Road to Hades) - I had no contact with you during my lifetime, and each took the Yangguan Road or the single-plank bridge. After death, I will take this lonely and long road to Hades."
I don’t want to accompany you on this journey either!”
"As we all know, a double negative means a yes...it's really arrogant..."
Shao Qing sniffed softly and shook his head to drive away some complaints that came spontaneously from his mind.
From her perspective, she could only see the back of her flying black hair, but Shao Qing knew as clearly as a mirror:
Weng Huaijing, who was facing the window, must have a blushing face and a look of expectant eyes.
Shao Qing silently felt distressed but also had some doubts: "It's just a metaphor from kapok get to admiration, and it shows such a girlish attitude. Did I miss something?"
Suddenly, she heard Zhou Peipei muttering in a suppressed voice: ""The Beginning of Autumn" should have been sung for Sister Jinger, but he actually finished it in front of her and then gave it to Wang Wanxi..."
"Will the Beginning of Autumn in 2014 be on August 7th?"
Shao Qing caught a flash of inspiration. After flipping through her phone, she thought like she was grinding her teeth:
"We haven't seen each other for many years, so we are sending you this empty joy, and your longing is too soft..."
…
Weng Huaijing's low chanting was filled with relief, gurgling out the window, slowly blending into the afterglow of the sunset, and gradually dissipating in the night sky of the imperial capital:
"You are holding a flower and waiting for someone to take you wandering."
You want to sleep in the distance/like a/beautiful fairy tale』
…
At the end of the song, Weng Huai turned back and stared at Shao Qing, his eyes full of persistence.
"Are you... worried that Yan Qing won't be able to compete with Pantai, and you want me to stand by his side? Phew, you have enough confidence in me."
Shao Qing took out a handkerchief and wiped the corners of her eyes knowingly, showing an expression of relief before she smiled brightly.
…
After a long time, a crescent moon was rising slowly, spreading a faint light, and the living room of 3005 suddenly became empty.
There is a notepad spread out on the desk in the master bedroom, and three signature pens of different colors are placed on it.
Someone took up a pen and wrote down a few lines of black regular script that were elegant and flowing, like floating clouds:
"The fine shadow will be round, look at several places in the world..."