It is true that they cooperated tacitly during the pas de deux, but Yan Qing's three carefully prepared sentences received no response from Weng Huaijing, only one or two intriguing glances.
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"You dance as good as ever, remember that time in the Bronx..."
Weng Huaijing showed no reaction, and even looked away. She concentrated on the ghost step dance.
Yan Qing's subtext: "Shall we have a casual chat?"
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"I haven't contacted Sean and the others for many years. I wonder how those people are doing in prison now."
This sentence was made by Yan Qing in a very neutral and objective tone.
Sean used to be a rap DJ and a third-rate rap music producer. Yan found out that when issac was active in New York, Yen would only go to the venues where he was when running events.
Yan Qing estimated that the fat man should be regarded as his best friend during his vest days. Unfortunately, due to his gang history, Sean followed a large group of his gangster buddies to the palace in early August 2014 and went to jail.
Yan Qing's subtext was that he wanted Weng Huaijing to mention some old things from his time in New York, but he didn't expect that what he got in exchange was an angry look.
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"Weng...ge..."
This nondescript title made Weng Huaijing roll his eyes again, and Yan Qing, who did not dare to do anything wrong again, turned the topic to "severe":
"This is actually a gospel-style electronic dance song..."
Yan Qing was also very interested in the past of Ma Jia's identity from his old school to gospel rap. He followed Weng Huai's admiring gaze calmly.
It wasn't until the end of the song that he succeeded in creating an eye contact, but unexpectedly, his longing for Li Weng collapsed at the touch of a glance, and she directly chose to turn around and leave.
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Weng Huaijing's reaction made Yan Qing regret his rash advance and analyze a lot of information:
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She didn't seem to like the group of rap friends around Ma Jia, but she still accompanied him on stage to perform.
Yan Qing speculated: "Maybe it's because American rappers generally have poor reputations...or maybe their existence directly affected the relationship between the two of them?"
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Weng Huaijing participated in the production of all eight songs of Majia, including beat watermark [we make rap music to the best] and all female choruses.
Yan Qingju thought inversely: "Is she jealous when she said that Cantonese sentence to me on the day of the first episode of the show? Because I asked Xiao Miao to help sing the hook, but this doesn't make sense. Bing Bing obviously seemed to be interested in Miao Miaohao.
No hostility."
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Weng Huaijing doesn't seem to like gospel songs very much. Is it because the chorus of gospel rap is a sampled choir harmony, or is it because the themes of the three gospel rap songs are metaphors for confession?
Yan Qing boldly speculated: "Or maybe these three songs were written by Ma Jia for her, and she wanted to apologize implicitly. Weng Huaijing didn't mean to forgive "me"? But this doesn't make sense... I can only hang it up first."
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In the filming room, Yan Qing unconsciously operated the digital projection equipment to play the clip of "himself" playing the flute in the movie "Li Yu" on a loop.
Perhaps because they have the same origin, the melody of the flute on the speaker is very similar to the famous Xiao flute song "Autumn Thoughts on the Dressing Table" that Yan Qing remembered in his previous life.
"From May 2013 to February 2014, I attended three rounds of hearings held in the Imperial Capital. At the end of February, there was also a story about Miao Miao's lone adventure in the Imperial Capital."
As the melodious and melodious sound of the bangpi played in his ears, Yan Qing's heart rose and fell with deep emotion:
"When did this hidden relationship originate and where did it end? What kind of story is hidden behind it?"
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Yan Qing has been working hard to complete the body's memory since traveling to this time and space.
But this unexpected long-distance love across the ocean has become a natural barrier that he can't get around no matter what.
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Suspected to be influenced by the role, he has gradually developed a liking for Weng Huaijing;
His body's attachment to the scent of rosemary;
Weng Huai's arrogance and shyness when he first saw "Daughter's Love";
Before recording "Daughter's Love" again, Weng Huai's eyes were complicated and ambiguous;
The two people's itineraries had to be intertwined due to work, and the past love history was confusing under the fog;
Even the curiosity I cultivated during thirty-seven years of being single in my previous life was still lurking.
All of this made Yan Qing confused and at the same time unconsciously intoxicated.
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The flowers bloom in two ways, one on each side:
At about the same time, in Room 3005, Courtyard No. 1, Wanshou Temple Road.
A translucent and slender finger hovered over the lit screen of the mobile phone.
"That's it..."
This was the voice of Weng Huaijing who was no longer cold after returning home for a lunch break.
On the screen is a manuscript submitted to Weng Huaijing of "Talent Co., Ltd.":
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I broke up
I have also thought about it
Maybe you blame me for being too ignorant
Or maybe it's all my fault
Breaking up is just an angry word
He took it seriously
Unexpected
That's how we stopped
Those sweet words that blurt out when the love is strong
It always lingers in my ears
Taunt me, remind me
He and I have broken up
I try to calm down and think about it carefully
Whenever there is a dispute, he mostly responds with cold violence
And I chose to provoke him with very hurtful words
He just endured it silently
Maybe this is just like what is said in the book
There is no need to care about right or wrong in relationships
Missing it means missing it
His life is still bright and bright now
And I can only hold on to the memories of the past
pray at night
In the dream, he held me tight
Won't break my heart again.
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"I think it's very good. The text of this manuscript is as beautiful as a prose poem."
Zhou Peipei took the mobile phone from Weng Huaijing's hand and catered to her sister Jinger unconditionally.
"Pepe, don't you understand? Every woman has the potential to become a poet after falling out of love."
Shao Qing looked at Weng Huaijing with a smile, there was something in her words.
Weng Huaijing's reaction surprised Shao Qing. She looked at him openly, with a hint of pride in her eyes.
"I was not the one who wrote the poem afterwards."
Weng Huaijing thought to herself: "Isn't the verse of gospel rap just poetry?"
"Okay, anyway, when I realized that I was heartbroken, I actually wrote a lot of sad poems, right..."
Somewhat disinterested, Shao Qing continued with a self-deprecating tone: "Maybe this kind of unrequited love that ends in vain is not considered lovelorn."
Weng Huaijing gently put his arm on the somewhat lonely Shao Qing's shoulder.
"A woman like you who has been in love should teach Peppa and I more lessons so that we can get out of singles as soon as possible."
Shao Qing quickly adjusted and changed his offensive: "At least I don't have to make a cameo appearance in the movie..."
"I can only teach ballet and drama performances...oh, and I'm very lucky."
There was no tit-for-tat, Weng Huaijing suddenly took a step forward, gently hugged Shao Qing, and she said crisply: "Sister Qing, thank you."
Shao Qing was at a loss to enjoy Weng Huaijing's sudden moment of warmth.
It really only took a moment, and soon she was let go by Professor Weng.
"I feel comfortable... I feel like the surprise I prepared for you is worth the price of admission."
Shao Qing was easily satisfied. With a bright face, she motioned to Zhou Peipei to forward the submission chosen by Weng Huai.
"Then let's decide on this one. It's so easy for us to select the manuscript. Before I went out this morning, I was still worried about how long it would take for you and Pepe to see all the thousands of private messages in the client."
Weng Huaijing lowered his head and replied: "I couldn't sleep last night, so I read the private message for a while. There were some very good sentences in it."
After forwarding the private message, Zhou Peipei whispered to Shao Qing: "Sister Jinger played the piano in the living room until late last night."
"I'll forward the manuscript right away. In the afternoon, Peppa and I will go to our studio and make an appointment with a cleaning company. The decoration company will come to visit. I have to tidy it up and wait for the gifts. I'm looking forward to it."
Shao Qing glanced at the upright piano on the balcony and stretched out. Her thirty-six-year-old body still had beautiful curves.