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Chapter Eighty

"Pepe, you appear again."

Shao Qing would make fun of Zhou Peipei every time she appeared on the scene.

"Sister Qing, I really regret agreeing to teacher Yan Qing to play this role. It has become a hot search topic and my mother sent more than ten WeChat messages in succession."

Zhou Peipei held up her mobile phone with a sad face. At this moment, there was a video invitation from her mother on the screen.

"Take it, what are you afraid of?" Shao Qing laughed so hard that she covered her flat belly and took the opportunity to lay her head on the legs of Weng Huaijing who was sitting upright.

Even Weng Huaijing had a faint smile on his face: "Pei Pei, you told auntie that you borrowed the camera to take the photo."

Shao Qing happily adjusted her sleeping position: "Yes, "Star Language Silk Road" was just broadcast. What are you afraid of?"

"They won't believe it. My mother is okay. If my father finds out, it will be over. I will definitely be kicked out of the house."

Zhou Peipei put her phone behind the sofa and continued to stare at the TV screen, choosing not to see.



Suo Leixing took two steps back before explaining to Li Na: "This girl's name is Peipei. She is a fashion designer. She has her own Hanfu studio. When she is particularly excited, she will say..."

"Bah! Shut up, you bastard! What nonsense are you talking about!"

Wearing a slim-fitting lake blue cheongsam and holding a cup of black tea, Peipei, who had been sitting quietly and elegantly, put down the tea cup. She looked at Suo Leixing angrily with a red face.

Li Na pushed Solei to the corner of the restaurant and looked into his deep eyes: "How do you know so many people?"

"I told you, I became an immortal in Zhuxian Town, and I know everything. In five seconds, a porcelain plate will be smashed in the kitchen, and the sound will be about this loud."

Suo Leixing stretched out his two fingers and made random gestures. As soon as he finished speaking, a porcelain plate fell to the ground in the kitchen and was smashed into pieces, causing an uproar in the restaurant.

Everything seemed like a miracle, and Li Na couldn't help but doubt whether the atheism she had always believed in was correct.

She noticed that there was an empty booth next to her, and she quickly pulled Suo Leixing to sit down and said, "What about me? How much do you know about me?"

Li Na looked into Suo Leixing's eyes, hoping to judge whether he was lying.

"I know everything about you, you like the career of a TV producer..."

There was some indescribable sadness in Suo Leixing's deep eyes: "But you don't want to be like other colleagues and be restricted to this small local channel for the rest of your life."

"Many people know about this commercial city channel, but it's not enough." Li Na raised her eyebrows at Suo Leixing mischievously.

Suo Leixing continued: "You like boats, but you don't like the sea."

After hearing this, Li Na was obviously stunned.

"Every summer you are used to taking annual leave and going back to your hometown in Dayunwu Mountain, Yunfu, southern Guangdong, with your family to cool off...

Suo Leixing stared at Li Na longingly and murmured in a hoarse voice: "There is a large lake in the mountains. There is a small dock built next to your house. There is a small wooden boat parked. The wooden planks on the roof of the dock have been

Two pieces are missing…”

Li Na's eyes glowed strangely: "How is it possible? Even my best friend doesn't know this..."

"In the restarted time loop, I spent several years pursuing you..."

Suo Leixing looked at Li Na lovingly: "You told me many details."

"There is a corner in the dock. When you were unhappy and wanted to be alone when you were a child, you would sit there with your hands on your knees and let yourself relax."

Suo Leixing's eyes were gentle as he spoke eloquently about what he knew about Li Na:

"...You like to read the Book of Songs, especially the Collection of Xiaoyana."

"...You like cinnamon the most among Yunfu specialties, but you don't like drinking coffee, even coffee with cinnamon powder added."

"...You are generous and friendly to strangers and children. When you stand on the snow, you are as pure as an angel."



"Brother Qing, your line is so awesome. I can now imagine what the barrage and whispers would look like."

In the conference room, Zhang Yameng felt that her girlish heart, which had been dormant for a long time, was overflowing again.

Miao Miao nodded frequently, her eyes full of little stars, as if she had blocked out Weng Huai's admiration on the TV.



"Time loop? How is this possible? How did you do it?"

Li Na movedly grabbed Soleixing's hand that was resting on the table.

"I've told you many times, I wake up in Zhuxian Town every day, and every day is the beginning of spring on February 4th. I have tried every method I can think of, but I can't get out."

Suo Leixing looked up at the wall clock in the restaurant. He took out a pen from his pocket, picked up the note paper for ordering food in the tea restaurant, wrote something on it, and said to Li Na: "If you still suspect that I lied to you,

If so, Zhou Jianguo and Xiao Zhou will come in and ask us to go back to Zhengcheng in thirty seconds."

Suo Leixing's words contained a hint of prayer: "Can you not go with him? Please believe me. You must believe me."

Before finishing this sentence, Suo Leixing tore off the piece of paper, folded it diagonally, and gently placed it on Li Na's palm.



"You two are here. Have you finished eating? We have to leave quickly. The weather forecast says that southern Henan is likely to experience a snowstorm that has not been seen in decades in the afternoon. If we don't leave, it will be too late."

Zhou Jianguo was rubbing his hands and shouting. Before anyone could reach them, his voice had already drifted over.

Li Na opened the note, and the words on it were all what Xiao Zhou yelled just now, down to every sentence break of Zhou Jianguo.

Li Na raised her head and met Soleixing's gaze.



"Sister Jinger, this should be the longest scene in the whole drama. How did you manage to do it in one go?"

Zhou Peipei looked at Weng Huaijing with admiration.

"And there are two cameras always open, and two portable cameras following the filming." Shao Qing reluctantly stood up and added with coffee in hand.

"After all, it's not a movie, so the requirements are relatively low..."

Weng Huaijing seemed to take it for granted that this was normal. She responded calmly: "Although there is post-processing, if you look closely, you can still find some hidden shots."

Zhou Peipei praised her wholeheartedly: "The main reason is that Sister Jing'er acted so well."

"Then you don't want to see who is acting with her."

After Shao Qing took a sip of coffee, he continued to lean on Weng Huaijing's thigh, but she still did not forget to argue with all her strength.

"My dream sister won the Oscar for "Black Swan," but she didn't have Teacher Yan Qing to act with her."

Zhou Peipei mustered up the courage to fight against the great devil Shao Qing, and she vowed to defend Weng Huaijing to the death.

"I didn't know how to act before. If it weren't for him, I probably wouldn't have auditioned for the crew of "Black Swan"... Even with Victoria's help..."

Weng Huaijing's voice was as cold as if she was stating something that had nothing to do with her: "He helped me tell the story in the early stage, and he was the one who acted in it."

But what she said made Shao Qing and Zhou Peipei stunned.



Li Na finally chose to believe in Suo Leixing and did not follow Zhou Jianguo back. The two of them walked side by side on the streets of Zhuxian Town in the afternoon.

Li Na walked lightly: "Maybe everything you said is true, otherwise how would you know so much."

Suo Leixing smiled and said, "Yes, I'm not that smart at all."

Li Na suddenly stopped and looked at Suo Leixing: "Maybe, I should stay with you tonight, watch all this, and see with my own eyes what will happen."

"Really? Then will you slap me?"

Suo Leixing stretched out his hand to protect his face like a reflex.

"What? Slap, what did you say?"

Li Na smiled angrily and pushed Suo Leixing gently.

The two walked side by side and disappeared in front of the camera.



A dart board occupies the entire screen, with two darts stuck firmly in the middle of the bullseye, and two or three darts stuck crookedly around the outside of the target.

The camera moves back, and there are more than a dozen darts scattered on the ground.

Voice-over:

"Why do I never hit the target?"

"It's very simple to hit the target. You have to focus a little and relax your wrists. The trick is to be gentle...aim the target with your eyes, and then throw it out in one go."

As soon as the hoarse voice fell, another dart hit the bullseye in the camera.



The scene "The Sorrow of the Omniscient and All-powerful" came to an end. Li Na stayed with Suo Leixing until 5:59 the next morning, although she couldn't resist the onset of sleepiness and fell asleep halfway.

Because of Li Na's trust and companionship, Suo Leixing had the confidence to live an active life in the time loop, and it also made him face up to his love for her.

Suo Leixing woke up again at the beginning of spring. He reached out affectionately and silently to touch the pillow with no traces of use. He jumped up from the bed. He quickly glanced out the window and went to wash up and tidy up with full energy.

Already.



When Soleixing on the screen expressed his heartfelt love to Li Na who was gradually falling asleep.

"I always feel that he is hinting at something in this plot, but I have no clue."

Weng Huai, who was in the living room of Room 3005, Courtyard No. 1, Wanshou Temple Road, looked down at Shao Qing who was lying on her lap in confusion.

Shao Qing frowned coldly: "I really think you two are crazy about playing this kind of guessing game."

Weng Huaijing denied it flatly: "No way, don't talk nonsense...Sister Qing!"

"Crack!"

"Would you like me to count them carefully with you: "Light Chaser" and "La Bayadère" in the first issue; those documentaries he shot; "Red Rose" and "White Rose" in the second issue..."

Shao Qing climbed up from Weng Huaijing's lap, lit a cigarette and continued to gossip about the guessing games that Weng Huaijing and Yan Qing loved to play: "There are also these disgusting and daydream lines of dialogue; in the third issue, "Backpack" is not used

It refers to Yan Qing’s mobile phone, right? "Waiting for Life"..."

Weng Huaijing argued firmly: "That's not..."

"Love love Yi, love love Yi..."

After humming a few lines without a tune, Shao Qing puffed out his smoke and sighed: "Tsk, tsk, tsk, for half of the song yesterday, I heard Luo Bingyili say to me later, huh..."

Shao Qing Tuqiong asked further: "Lao Zhang, who was new to their studio, immediately put away the recorder. What did you talk about during that break?"

"It's nothing." Weng Huaijing turned his back to Shao Qing.

"What's the name of that song? Sister Qing, is it called Ai Lian Yi?" Zhou Peipei quietly moved to the sofa next to Shao Qing and Weng Huaijing.

"How do I know? You have to ask your sister Jing'er." Shao Qing gently pushed Weng Huai Jing's back.

"He said it at the beginning, "Daughter's Love."" Weng Huai's cold voice floated over.

"From Chapter 50 of "Journey to the West" (Love Chaos...Sex follows love and desire, dizziness and heartbeat meet the devil)"

Weng Huaijing slowly turned around and came back: "It's about Tang Xuanzang's visit to the Daughter Kingdom to obtain Buddhist scriptures."

"Did you tell him about the monk's appearance that time..."

Shao Qing reacted quickly and immediately remembered the content of Yan Qing's complaint to Weng Huaijing after seeing him for the first time.

Weng Huaijing nodded.

Shao Qing just clicked his tongue: "Tsk, tsk, tsk..."

"Sister Jinger, I still want to hear it. Can you sing it for me and Sister Qing?"

Zhou Peipei looked at Weng Huaijing pitifully.

"I don't know how. I only listened to it once."

Weng Huaijing sternly refused Zhou Peipei's request.

"But...but last night...I clearly...heard someone playing and singing softly in the bedroom..."

A Qiqi Ai Ai's grunt retorted.

"If you don't want to watch the third act of Zhou Peipei's play, you can go back to your room and rest first."

Shao Qing looked at Weng Huaijing who turned her head and said nothing. She scolded the little assistant who didn't understand the charm.

Seeing Zhou Peipei immediately looking wilted, Shao Qing blinked at her wildly, trying hard to suppress himself from laughing.


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