The bedside table at the Soleihang Hotel reappears on the TV screen:

The numbers on the time display of the electronic clock radio jumped from 05:59 to 06:00.

The song that was automatically played on the radio was finally replaced by a song called "Light Chaser":

"If you are a firework on the sea, I am the foam of the waves, and at a certain moment your light illuminates me."

……

"It's going to be the finale... Teary-eyed... The kiss in the snow is a borrowed position..."

Zhou Peipei secretly edited this barrage with Pad.

Shao Qing on the sofa next to her was holding Weng Huaijing's hand and swearing to promise: "Sister Qing will accompany you to make this movie in April next year." ”

"Sister Qing, do you still want to play that fur girl?"

Weng Huaijing was a little surprised by Shao Qing's enthusiasm for filmmaking.

Shao Qing's face was serious, and she said without hesitation:

"Yes, when the time comes, call Pepe too, the two of us will help you guard it, or your own people are more at ease, but you must not cheapen other women."

Weng Huaijing waved the pillow on the sofa.

"Shao Qing, get out!"

……

"Brother Qing, the methods in this scene are much more superb than the one in the PUA dating bible, where did you learn this set of methods to coax girls."

Zhang Yameng asked Yan Qing, who was gradually looking at the TV openly.

"This is all collective wisdom, don't think of my brother Qing'er as a scumbag."

Miao Miao still supported Yan Qing.

"This is the best romance movie I've ever seen, and the only pity is that it's not in the cinema with the person I love."

Zhang Yameng sighed slowly, she looked at Yan Qing and Miao Miao and said emotionally: "Brother Qing, Xiao Meow, thank you, I now feel that resigning to develop in the imperial capital may be the coolest decision I have made in my life." ”

Miao Miao grabbed Zhang Yameng, and said with a milky voice: "What's wrong with you, Lao Zhang?" ”

"At the beginning, I just listened to Brother Qing's song "Talent Co., Ltd.", and I was stubborn in my heart, feeling that I couldn't accept the changes in the company's operating ideas, and I couldn't accept the kind of career that could be seen at a glance..."

Zhang Yameng was a little uneasy, and said a long sentence very emotionally: "It's too uncool to live awkwardly like that, Brother Qing, you still have to sing in my ears all the time... Admit it... Accept it... I blew it up right then. ”

With a few wisps of resentment and resentment in her eyes, Zhang Yameng looked at Yan Qing and complained: "Until I got the interview invitation sent by our general manager, I still wanted to see that Yan Qing, I must say a word in his face, I don't admit it..."

"Little girl, your life is still a long time, don't talk so hard..."

Miao Miao spoke old-fashioned words in a soft and glutinous voice.

"There's something cute about this old chapter... I don't believe I can't control my hands..."

Yan Qing smiled and restrained the urge to reach out and grab Lao Zhang's ponytail, and he squeezed out a word of praise: "Children are vulnerable, adults are desperately pretending to be cool, and our Lao Zhang has already understood the true taste." ”

As if encouraged, Miao Miao let go of Zhang Yameng's arms, jumped down from the chair, and threw a popular social quotation in a whisper at Lao Zhang:

"When you enter the gate of Yanfu, there is a family behind you

If someone wants to move Lao Zhang, first ask Sister Meow if she can do it. ”

The earthy smell was so strong that Zhang Yameng covered her eyes.

"Little meow, you are a local social quote, it's not cool at all."

"Then Lao Zhang, you give me a sentence." Miao Miao was unconvinced, and looked at Zhang Yameng with her head raised.

"Come on, come on, everything is fate, no one needs to be pitied, you see that I am still a little like before."

Zhang Yameng is also a whisperer, and the earthy taste is very good.

Miao Miao was not to be outdone: "I'm so cool to get rid of the disease, and this kind of thing really affects me to go to the rivers and lakes." ”

"You go on, I'll go back to sleep..."

Yan Qing couldn't stand the sudden social quotations of the two.

Miao Miao couldn't bear this happy moment, she said, "There will be an interview with the little black house soon, Brother Qing'er." ”

"The questions I interviewed last week were very routine, and there was nothing to look at."

After Yan Qing finished speaking, he looked at the TV screen with a straight face.

……

The first to appear in the small black room was Weng Huaijing.

Voiceover, the first question asked by the planner is very interesting: "Professor Weng, it's still a quick Q&A, "Red Rose" or "White Rose"? ”

“……”

Weng Huai looked at the camera a little dazed.

The voiceover is apologetic: "Sorry, read too fast, which song do you prefer, "Red Rose" or "White Rose"?" ”

Weng Huaijing replied fluently: "White Rose". ”

Voiceover: "Okay, thank you, Professor Weng, "Light Chaser" or "Liqiu"? ”

Weng Huaijing was categorical: ""Light Chaser"! ”

The voiceover asks: "What about "Talent Limited" and "White Rose"? ”

Weng Huaijing was indifferent: "White Rose". ”

Voiceover: "What about 'White Rose' and 'The Light Chaser'?" ”

"..."Light Chaser"..."

Weng Huaijing hesitated for a moment, she subconsciously turned half a circle to the right, and suddenly realized that she was still under the camera and forcibly turned back.

Voiceover: "Okay, thank you, Professor Weng, we're done asking here." ”

……

“？？？”

"Quick questions and quick answers? It turns out that this is the reason why I am the last to come out every time, and Iri is nakedly targeted!"

Yan Qing remembered that every time he finished recording the interview in the small black house in the previous three issues, Weng Huaijing had already finished the picture.

"Also, Hum doesn't seem to like the song "Beginning of Autumn" very much..."

…

"Brother Qing, can I ask a question?"

Zhang Yameng's question interrupted Yan Qing's speculation.

After coming back to his senses, Yan Qing replied with a casual smile: "You say." ”

Before asking, Lao Zhang seemed to have thought about it for a long time, and her lips opened lightly: "Is there any connection between the two songs of red roses and white roses?" ”

Yan Qing sloppily said: "The connection of the same melody." ”

"Brother Qing, you know, I'm not asking this question."

Lao Zhang's ponytail raised as she shook her head.

"A friend of mine said something like this: Maybe every man has two women like this, at least two..."

Zhang Yameng had a bit of a sense of getting to the bottom of it, and Yan Qing could only take out dry goods: "I married a red rose, and over time, the red one changed to a smear of mosquito blood on the wall, and the white one was still the bright moonlight in front of the bed; ”

Zhang Yameng's eyes were beautiful: "What else?" ”

"When I marry a white rose, the white one is a grain of rice sticky on my clothes, but the red one is a cinnabar mole on my heart."

Reluctantly recited the opening paragraph of Ms. Zhang Ailing's novella "Red Roses and White Roses" published in 1944 in his memories of his previous life, Yan Qing hoped to perfunctory the past.

"Brother Qing, then do you say that's the case...

Zhang Yameng stretched out her hand to stop Yan Qing, who was about to leave the conference room door, her eyes were filled with mist, but her smile was innocent.

"It is only after taking possession of a woman's body that a man can completely forget her soul."

Miao Miao corrected as a matter of course: "Alone? It should be a man, right? ”

In Yan Qing's stunned eyes, Zhang Yameng lowered her head in shame and changed her words: "Yes... What Meow is talking about... A man. ”