The bedside table of Soleixing Hotel appeared on the TV screen again:
The numbers on the time display screen of the electronic clock radio jumped from 05:59 to 06:00.
The song automatically played on the radio was finally changed to "Light Chaser":
"If you are the fireworks on the sea and I am the foam of the waves, your light illuminates me at a certain moment."
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"The finale is coming soon...tears...the kiss in the snow is a borrowed moment..."
Zhou Peipei secretly edited this barrage on her pad.
Shao Qing, who was sitting on the sofa next to her, was holding Weng Huaijing's hand and vowed: "Sister Qing will accompany you to shoot this movie next April."
"Sister Qing, do you still want to play the fur girl again?"
Weng Huaijing was a little surprised by Shao Qing's enthusiasm for making movies.
Shao Qing looked serious, and she said obligingly:
"Yes, call Peipei when the time comes, and the two of us will help you guard it. It's better for you to feel more at ease, but you must not take advantage of other women."
Weng Huaijing waved the pillow on the sofa.
"Shao Qing, get out of here!"
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"Brother Qing, the methods in this scene are much more sophisticated than those in the PUA Dating Bible. Where did you learn this method of coaxing girls?"
Zhang Yameng asked Yan Qing, who was gradually watching TV openly.
"This is all collective wisdom. Don't think of me, Brother Qing'er, as such a scumbag."
Miao Miao still supported Yan Qing.
"This is the best romance movie I have ever seen. The only pity is that I am not in the cinema with the one I love."
Zhang Yameng sighed with emotion. She looked at Yan Qing and Miao Miao and said emotionally: "Brother Qing, Xiaomiao, thank you. I now feel that resigning to come to the imperial capital for development may be the coolest decision I have ever made in my life."
Miao Miao held Zhang Yameng's arm and asked in a caring voice: "Lao Zhang, what's wrong with you?"
"When I listened to Brother Qing's song "Talent Co., Ltd.", I felt stubborn in my heart. I felt that I couldn't accept the changes in the company's operating ideas, and I couldn't accept the kind of career that could end at a glance..."
Zhang Yameng was a little upset and spoke for a long time very emotionally: "It's so uncool to live so awkwardly. Brother Qing, you have to keep singing in my ears... admit it... accept it... I was
It exploded."
With a hint of complaint and resentment in her eyes, Zhang Yameng looked at Yan Qing and complained: "Until I got the interview invitation from our boss, I was still thinking that if I saw that Yan Qing, I would definitely punch him in the face.
To put it bluntly, I don’t admit it..."
"Little girl, your life is still very long, don't talk so harshly..."
Miao Miao spoke in an old-fashioned way with a soft and waxy voice.
"Such an old Zhang is a bit cute... I don't believe I can't control my own hands..."
Yan Qing smiled and resisted the urge to put his hands on Lao Zhang's ponytail. He squeezed out a word of praise: "Children only show vulnerability. Adults are trying their best to pretend to be cool. We Lao Zhang have learned the true meaning of it."
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As if Miao Miao was encouraged, she let go of Zhang Yameng's arm, jumped down from the chair, and whispered a popular social quotation to Lao Zhang:
"Once you enter the Yan Mansion, you will be a family.
If anyone wants to touch Lao Zhang, he should first ask Sister Miao if that’s okay.”
The earthy smell was so strong that Zhang Yameng covered her eyes.
"Xiao Meow, you are talking about a crude social quote, it is not cool at all."
"Then tell me something, Lao Zhang." Miao Miao looked up at Zhang Yameng unconvinced.
"Come just come, everything is fate, no one needs pity. You see, I am still a bit like before."
Zhang Yameng also has a good command of whispers and earthy flavors.
Miao Miao was not to be outdone: "I am so cool that I can cure diseases with a knife and medicine, but feelings really affect my career."
"You guys go on, I'm going back to sleep..."
Yan Qing couldn't bear the sudden social remarks from the two of them.
Miao Miao couldn't bear to part with this happy moment, so she said, "There will be an interview in the dark room soon, Brother Qing'er."
"The questions asked in last week's interview were very routine and nothing interesting."
After Yan Qing finished speaking, he looked straight at the TV screen.
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The first person to appear in the small dark room was Weng Huaijing.
In the voice-over, the first question asked by the planner was very interesting: "Professor Weng, it's still a quick Q&A, "Red Rose" or "White Rose"?"
"..."
Weng Huai looked at the camera in confusion.
The voice-over was apologetic: "Sorry, I read it too fast. Which song do you like better, "Red Rose" or "White Rose"?"
Weng Huaijing replied fluently: ""White Rose"."
Voice-over: "Okay, thank you Professor Weng. "Light Chaser" or "The Beginning of Autumn"?"
Weng Huaijing resolutely said: ""Light Chaser"!"
The voiceover asked: "Where are "Talent Co., Ltd." and "White Rose"?"
Weng Huaijing said calmly: ""White Rose"."
Voice-over: “Where are ‘White Rose’ and ‘Light Chaser’?”
"..."Light Chaser"..."
Weng Huaijing hesitated for a moment. She subconsciously turned half a circle to the right, then suddenly realized that she was still in front of the camera and turned back forcefully.
Voice-over: "Okay, thank you Professor Weng, we've finished asking questions here."
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"???"
"Quick question and quick answer? It turns out that this is the reason why I come out last every time. Yili is nakedly targeting me!"
Yan Qing remembered the scene in the previous three episodes where every time he finished recording the interview in the dark room, Weng Huaijing had already finished.
"Also, classmate Bong Bong doesn't seem to like the song "The Beginning of Autumn"..."
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"Brother Qing, can I ask a question?"
Zhang Yameng's question interrupted Yan Qing's inner speculation.
After coming back to his senses, Yan Qing smiled and replied as if nothing had happened: "You said it."
Lao Zhang seemed to have thought for a long time before asking the question. Her red lips parted slightly: "Is there any connection between the two songs Red Rose and White Rose?"
Yan Qing said nonchalantly: "The connection between the same melody."
"Brother Qing, you know I'm not asking this question."
Lao Zhang's ponytail lifted as she shook her head.
"A friend of mine said something like this: Maybe every man has had two women like this, at least two..."
Zhang Yameng wanted to get to the bottom of things, but Yan Qing could only come up with some practical information: "Married a red rose, over time, the red one turned into a smear of mosquito blood on the wall, and the white one was still the moonlight in front of the bed;"
Zhang Yameng's eyes were bright: "What else?"
"If you marry a white rose, the white one is like a grain of rice sticky on your clothes, but the red one is a cinnabar mole on your heart."
Reluctantly reciting the opening paragraph of the novella "Red Rose and White Rose" by Ms. Zhang Ailing in 1944 from his past life memory, Yan Qing hoped to brush it off.
"Brother Qing, do you think this is the case...
However, Zhang Yameng stretched out her hand to stop Yan Qing who was about to leave the conference room. There was a mist in her eyes, but her smile was innocent.
"Only after occupying a woman's body can a man completely forget her soul."
Miao Miao corrected herself as a matter of course: "A person? It should be a man, right?"
In Yan Qing's eyes that couldn't hide the astonishment, Zhang Yameng lowered her head in shame and corrected herself: "Yes... Xiaomiao is talking about... a man."