"How's it going, Anne, is the manuscript ready?"

"Sorry, it wasn't written, David, the task you gave me was too difficult."

"I'm sorry, but it's true, it's really hard to write a paragraph like this. If it can be written, perhaps, it will be world-class. ”

"And what are you going to do, David?"

"What can I do, it's just released as originally filmed. Writing a monologue to the queen was just a whim, and I found it hard to believe that a small piece of text could arouse the feelings of an audience in another country. It's just that such a good drama, if it doesn't win an award, it's really a pity. ”

"Well, I'll recommend one to you, he doesn't need your payment, he just needs you to do him a small favor."

"Forget it, Annie, even you can't, I don't think other authors can write it."

"Not necessarily, he's already written it, is he interested in reading it."

"I don't look at it. Well, let's take a look. I'd love to see how you, who have always thought highly of yourself, recommend others. ”

"You want to thank you for making this decision today."

Anne sent David an emoji of a cross, and then copied a poem written by Huang Yifan to him.

The name of this poem is called - Argentina Don't Cry for Me.

……

"Oh my God, Huang, how did you do that?"

At the venue of the University of California's theatrical performance, Jack said excitedly to Huang Yifan.

"What and how?"

"Our movie, movie, how did you get the theater company to agree to release our movie?"

"Well. Here's the thing. ”

Huang Yifan said. "Galaxy Pictures recently had a movie called Aweita come out. I helped them write a queen's line, and then they helped me get a few theater company screenings. ”

"Yellow, you just blow it. If you want to say that you wrote a script for Galaxy Films, I still believe it, just write a line for the movie, and they will help us provide the number of screenings, do you think I will believe it? ”

"Believe it or not, our movie has already been screened by the theater company anyway. Let's go see our own movies together. I think it should be an interesting thing. ”

"Well, well, no matter how you do it, I admire you. By the way, Huang, you'll have a show in a while? ”

"Yes, I have prepared a poetry recitation program."

"Poetry recitation, it's really interesting, reciting the poetry of your Chinese people?"

Of course, this was not what Jack said. Rather, it was Locke before it.

Looking at Huang Yifan and Jack, Locke was holding a comb. While fixing his hair, he walked towards the two of them.

"Huang Yifan, did you have afternoon tea with Miss Anne yesterday afternoon?"

"yes, Locke, how do you know?"

"You, you guy wants to die, didn't I warn you?"

"Of course, Locke, you warned me, but so what? There is a saying from our Chinese people that your warning is of no use to me. ”

"What do you mean by having an egg?"

Locke was a little stunned, but when he saw Huang Yifan pointing under his pants, Locke was instantly furious, "****, it turns out that you kid is playing tricks on me." ”

"You're just getting the better of now."

Huang Yifan shook his head helplessly, seriously doubting Locke's IQ.

"You ......"

Locke was maddened by Huang Yifan's anger.

"Okay, Huang Yifan, count you as powerful. But if you're all there is to it, I don't think Miss Anne will take a fancy to you. Why don't we make a bet? ”

"Bet on what?"

"Just bet on our performance, whoever gets more popularity for the performance will be the winner. The loser, on the other hand, must never have any personal contact with Miss Anne again. ”

"This Locke, is it really some legendary talent?"

Didn't Jack say that Locke was a bit talented, why couldn't he see it at all. Still very helpless, he spoke unhurriedly, "Miss Anne can be with whoever she wants, and neither you nor I have the right to bet on her." ”

"Hmph, are you afraid of losing, how about it, don't you dare to compare?"

"I just think you're bored."

"Hahaha, shameless fellow, I knew you would say that. But it doesn't matter, even if you don't accept the competition, I'll tell Miss Anne about today's events, and I'm sure she'll look at you when the time comes. ”

With that, Locke laughed, as if victorious, and departed.

……

The University of California has a rich program of theatrical performances, Huang Yifan just signed up for a poetry recitation program, so he didn't need too much preparation, he didn't go backstage, and when it was not Huang Yifan's turn in the show, Huang Yifan and Jack sat in the audience to watch everyone's performance.

Generally speaking, theatrical performances are mostly singing and dancing, and the same is true for the University of California's theatrical performances.

Huang Yifan quietly listened to these songs from the United States of this world, but he thought in his heart. If after their movie is played, that classic English song specially taken from the previous life, I don't know how many people can be shocked?

"Huang, look, Miss Anne is on the scene."

There is no doubt that Anne, as the goddess of the University of California, has always been the dream goddess of the teachers and students of the University of California.

As soon as Anne came on the stage, the entire performance venue was already boiling.

Fingertips ticked, and amid the screams of the people, Anne played a piano tune.

"Tonight Like Water".

This is a piano piece called "Tonight Like Water", Huang Yifan is not particularly familiar with the piano, and only knew the name of this piano piece when he shouted it out of Jack's mouth. Until Huang Yifan asked what the meaning of this piano piece was, Jack didn't seem to hear it, and instantly immersed himself in Annie's piano world.

Until the end of the song, Jack sighed, "Yellow, I think, we will never have a chance to get close to the goddess again." ”

"Why?"

"Because the goddess has a sweetheart."

I didn't understand why Jack said this, but it was almost time for Huang Yifan's recitation.

So. Huang Yifan must rush to the backstage now.

"Miss Anne. Your piano playing is awesome. ”

In the background, Huang Yifan saw Annie.

But. At this time, Locke was also there, and when he saw Anne walking down from the front desk, Locke was overjoyed and greeted him.

"Thank you."

Although it annoyed Locke, Anne still politely thanked her.

"Have you finally found out how good I am?"

"Huh?"

"Miss Anne, I know you've been embarrassed, but I don't mind. Important: Today I finally know what is going on in your heart. Thank you, thank you for liking me. ”

Locke didn't know whether he was cheeky or felt good about himself, and said happily.

This made Huang Yifan, who was standing on the side, couldn't help but sneer, shook his head, and walked over, "Locke, although I don't know who Miss Anne likes, but I think it will definitely not be you, please don't be sentimental." ”

"Huang Yifan. Are you again? ”

Seeing that it was Huang Yifan, Locke was furious.

"I'm sorry. I'm just telling the truth. ”

"Hmph, I don't need you to remind me."

Locke glared at Huang Yifan, and then smiled softly at Annie, "Miss Annie, I know that this hateful Chinese has been harassing you these days, and I have warned him to stay away from you." However, not only did this boy not listen, but he did not even have the courage to compete with me. Hehe, Huang Yifan, Miss Anne is here, I can give you another chance, do you dare to compete with me? ”

"I'm sorry, someone called you to perform on stage, I think, you will sue Miss Anne again in the future."

"Ah......h

Seeing the person in charge of the backstage calling his name, Locke didn't leave, and he didn't leave, so he had no choice but to say, "Miss Annie, you see, this guy is such a scoundrel." ”

With that, Locke walked up to the front stage to prepare for his performance.

"Why, Annie, don't you ask what just happened?"

"I guess it must be boring."

"It's really boring."

Huang Yifan nodded, "Let's listen to Locke's poetry recitation, it is said that this poem was written by himself." ”

It has always been rumored that Locke is the son of the well-known writer "Matthews", and he has some talent himself, but today Huang Yifan really wants to see it.

Without，you？ I\'d，be，a，soul，without，a，purpose.

Without，you? I\'d，be，an，emotion，without，a，heart

I\'m，a，face，without，expression，A，heart，with，no，beat。

Without，you，by，my，side，I\'m，just，a，flame，without，the。

The words of this poem translated into Chinese are:

Without you? I will be a soul without a purpose;

Without you? My emotions will have no roots;

I will be an expressionless face; A heart that stops beating;

Without you by my side; I'm just a flame with no heat.

"Miss Anne, if you think about it, I really didn't expect this Locke's poem to be so well written."

When Locke finished reciting the English poem he wrote, Huang Yifan had to praise it.

English poetry is not better than Chinese poetry, perhaps there is nothing peculiar in the translation of this poem, but if you appreciate it from the perspective of English poetry, you will find that this poem is indeed very good. Unexpectedly, this Locke is really a bit of a commodity, Huang Yifan said in his heart.

"Huang Yifan, don't make fun of me, how do I feel average, far less than your song of the goddess of the moon, and even less than your song of the west wind."

Although Anne is Huang Yifan's teacher, her real age is only twenty-four or five years old, which is not much older than Huang Yifan.

She has always been cold, but after a song of the West Wind, she gradually warmed Anne's heart.

Therefore, chatting with Huang Yifan, Anne also became natural and fresh.

"Oh, by the way, don't you also have a program for recitation, what kind of poem is being recited, written by yourself?"

"I kind of wrote it myself."

"What's your name?"

"Haiyan." (To be continued.) )