It is true that they cooperated tacitly in that pas de deux, but the three sentences carefully prepared by Yan Qing did not get a response from Weng Huaijing, only one or two intriguing glances.

……

"You're dancing as well as you used to, remember when you were in the Bronx..."

Weng Huaijing didn't react, and even dodged her eyes, she focused on the ghost step dance.

Yan Qing's subtext: "Let's have a casual chat, shall we?" ”

……

"I haven't been in touch with Sean for years, and I don't know how those guys are doing in prison right now."

This sentence Yan Qing said in a very neutral and objective tone.

Sean used to be a live rap DJ and third-rate rap music producer, and Yan Qing found out that Issac Yen only went to his venue during his time in New York.

Yan Qing estimated that the fat man should be regarded as an iron buddy in his waistcoat period, but unfortunately because of the gang's criminal record, Sean followed a large group of his black buddies into the palace in early August 14 and ate prison lunch.

Yan Qing's subtext was nothing more than wanting Weng Huaijing to mention some old things from the New York period, but he didn't expect to get an angry look at each other.

……

"Weng... grid..."

This nondescript title attracted Weng Huai's eyes again, and Yan Qing, who didn't dare to make another mistake, turned the topic to "Seve":

"It's actually a gospel-style electronic dance music..."

Yan Qing was also very interested in the past of the vest identity jumping from the old school to the gospel rap, and he chased Weng Huai's gaze without moving.

It wasn't until the end of the song that he succeeded in creating a meeting of eyes, but unexpectedly, when he looked at Leon, his arms collapsed at the touch of a button, and she directly chose to turn around and leave.

……

Weng Huaijing's reaction made Yan Qing regret his rash advance, but also analyzed a lot of information:

……

She didn't seem to like the group of rapping friends around Ma Jia, but she still accompanied him on stage to perform.

Yan Qing speculated: "It's mostly because the rappers in the United States are generally too bad in urine and reputation... Or did their existence directly affect the relationship between the two of them in the first place?"

…

Weng Huaijing participated in the production of all eight songs of the vest, including the Beat watermark [we make rap music to the best] and all the female choruses.

Yan Qingju thought by inference: "Could it be that she was jealous of the Cantonese sentence she said to me on the day of the recording of the first episode? Because I asked the little meow gang to sing a hook, but it doesn't make sense, Buzz obviously doesn't seem to be hostile to Miao Miao."

…

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 theme of the three gospel raps is a metaphor for confession?

Yan Qing boldly speculated: "Or these three songs are made for her, and she wants to apologize vaguely, but Weng Huaijing doesn't mean to forgive "me"? But it doesn't make sense... You can only hang it up first."

……

In the film pulling room, Yan Qing unconsciously operated the digital projection equipment to set the clip of his "own" playing the flute in the highlights of the movie "Li Yu" to play it on a loop.

may be of the same origin, the melody of the flute in the stereo is very similar to Xiao Di's famous song "Dressing Table Autumn Thought" in Yan Qing's memory in his previous life.

"From May 2013 to February 2014, I also attended three rounds of hearings held in the imperial capital, and at the end of February, there was also the story of Miao Miao bravely entering the imperial capital alone."

With the gentle and poignant sound of the horn in his ears, Yan Qing's heart fluctuated and he felt deeply:

"When did this hidden relationship originate, where did it die, and what kind of story is hidden behind it."

……

Yan Qing has been trying to complete his body's memories since he traveled to this time and space.

And this unexpected transoceanic long-distance relationship has become a moat that he can't get around no matter what.

……

suspected of being influenced by the role, he gradually developed a good impression of Weng Huai;

His body's attachment to the smell of rosemary;

the touch of arrogance and shyness that Weng Huai longed for when he first saw "Daughter's Love";

re-recorded the complexity of Weng's nostalgia before "Daughter's Love", which can be called ambiguous eyes;

The two had to intertwine their itineraries because of their work relationship, and the confusing past love history under the fog;

Even the curiosity cultivated by Solo, who was single in his previous life for 37 years, is faintly haunting.

All of this made Yan Qing confused and intoxicated at the same time.

……

Flowers bloom in two ways, one branch for each:

At about the same time, in Room 3005, No. 1 Courtyard, Wanshousi Road.

A long, translucent finger hovers over the lit phone screen.

"That's it..."

This is Weng Huaijing, who went home for a lunch break, and the voice that was no longer cold.

On the screen is a manuscript submitted to Weng Huaijing of "Talent Co., Ltd.":

……

I broke up

I've also reflected on it

Maybe blame me for being too ignorant

Or maybe I did it all myself

Breaking up is just a rhetoric

But he took it seriously

unexpectedly

And so we came to an abrupt end

Those sweet words blurted out when the love was strong

It's always in my ears

Taunt me, remind me

I have broken up with him

I tried to calm down and think about it

Every time he argued, he mostly responded with cold violence

And I chose to provoke him with very hurtful words

He just suffered in silence

Maybe it's all like the book

There is no need to care about right or wrong in a relationship

To miss is to miss

His life is still glamorous

And I can only hold on to the memories of the past

Pray at night

In my dream, he hugged me tight

Won't break my heart anymore.

……

"I think it's good, the text itself is as beautiful as a prose poem."

Zhou Peipei took the mobile phone in Weng Huaijing's hand, and catered to her sister Jing'er unconditionally.

"Pepe, you don't understand, every woman has the potential to become a poet after falling out of love."

Shao Qing looked at Weng Huaijing with a smile, she had something to say.

Weng Huaijing's reaction surprised Shao Qing, she looked at each other calmly, and there was a smug or two in her eyes.

"I wasn't the one who wrote the poem afterwards."

Weng Huaijing thought to himself, "Isn't the Verse of gospel rap just poetry?"

"That's okay, anyway, when I realized that I was out of love, I really wrote a lot of sour poems, by the way..."

A little excited, Shao Qing continued self-deprecatingly: "Maybe this kind of crush that ends without a problem is not a broken love." ”

Weng Huaijing gently put his arm on the shoulder of Shao Qing, who was a little lonely.

"A woman like you who has been in a relationship should teach me and Pepe a few more lessons, so that we can get rid of the single as soon as possible."

Shao Qing quickly adjusted and changed his offensive: "At least you don't have to make a cameo in the movie..."

"I only teach ballet, theater performance... Oh, and I'm lucky. ”

There was no-for-tat, Weng Huaijing suddenly stepped forward and 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 was really only for a moment, and then she was let go by Professor Weng.

"It's comfortable... I feel like the surprise for you is worth the ticket price. ”

Shao Qing was also easily satisfied, and she motioned to Zhou Peipei with a red face to forward the submission selected by Weng Huaijing.

"Then it's OK for this article, our draft is also very easy, I was still worried before I went out this morning, and you and Pepe's client have to see when the thousands of private messages will be the end."

Weng Huaijing lowered his head and replied: "I couldn't sleep last night, so I read the private message, and there are a few sentences in it that are very well written." ”

Zhou Peipei, who forwarded the private message, whispered to Shao Qing to expose her: "Sister Jing'er played the piano late in the living room last night. ”

"I'll turn the manuscript over immediately, and in the afternoon Pepe and I will go to our studio to go around, and make an appointment with the cleaning and decoration company to come to the door, so I have to pick it up and wait for the gifts, Huai Nian."

Shao Qing glanced at the upright piano on the balcony and stretched her waist, her thirty-six-year-old body was still very beautiful.