Nepotism

After a sigh, Master Xu turned around and carefully put the things back into the cabinet.

"I heard from Grandpa that since the death of Mr.'s junior sister, Mr. has not sung on stage again?" Ning Xuan asked.

Mr. Xu nodded. She hasn't been on stage for a long time, and now she's just teaching students, and she just shows her voice once in a while.

"Our kind of drama partner, once established, comes out, is a lifetime thing. Sometimes it is really hard to tell whether life is like drama or drama is like life." Master Xu's eyes are far away, and his voice is a little erratic.

Ning Xuan said with emotion: "It's a pity that I didn't have the honor to witness it."

"Persuade the king to drink wine and listen to the song of Yu, relieve the king's sorrow and dance, win Qin Wudao and break the country, the heroes will fight in all directions, since ancient times, as the saying goes, don't deceive me, success or failure can be changed in an instant, drink with peace of mind and sit in the treasure tent." Master Xu clearly stated. It was a raw character, but suddenly sang the libretto of Yu Ji in Farewell My Concubine.

Ning Xuan doesn't really understand drama, and she can't hear good or bad. She just saw the moment when Master Xu's gestures and eyebrows flowed, and she felt that time seemed to freeze there.

At the end of a section of libretto, Master Xu cleared his throat, "I'm old, I can't sing like before."

Ning Xuan shook her head, "Sir, you are too modest."

Master Xu said: "At the beginning, the last song we sang was Farewell My Concubine. Afterwards, she became ill and suffered from cancer. Don't talk and sing, at the end she couldn't even speak."

Ning Xuan is not very good at comforting people, she didn't know what to say for a while.

But Master Xu changed his mind and smiled again: "But she left these things for me, after all, it made me feel less lonely for the rest of my life."

Master Xu pointed to the cabinet beside him, where rows of neatly stacked manuscripts lay quietly.

Master Xu and Ning Xuan talked a lot. After knowing Ning Xuan's general setting of the story, he added a lot of substance to her story. At first, it was not easy for women to learn opera, and people in that ups and downs era delusions and obsessions.

Unknowingly, a day passed like this, and neither of the two people who noticed when Mr. Ning came back.

The sun was setting, and it was time to say goodbye.

When the grandparents and grandchildren of the Ning family left, Master Xu really liked Ning Xuan, and he specially told her that it doesn't matter if Mr. Ning goes back. Give Ning Xuan the number.

Ning Xuan and Grandpa returned home.

As soon as he entered the door, there was a sound, "I'm back."

After finishing speaking, Ning Xuan was taken aback.

Grandpa came, Qi Lan had already moved back to live in her own house, and there was no one at home.

Mr. Ning glanced at Ning Xuan with a smile, "Who are you saying hello to?"

Ning Xuan felt a little guilty, "No, no one, I just got used to it."

After speaking, he plunged into his own studio and began to record what he had learned from talking with Master Xu today.

Qi Lan wasn't idle either, anyway, she couldn't be gentle with her girlfriend, so she simply did something serious.

After reaching a new contract with Cheng Song, Qi Lan took her manager Mr. Cheng Song and Huo Xin to have dinner together.

Cheng Song thinks that Qi Lan's heart is really big. Huo Xin is one of the few great gods in the music world. It's okay to invite you to be rejected several times. Now that you have established a studio, it is a matter of course that you have become someone else's competitors.

Don't talk about fighting with others, but invite them to have dinner like this?

Cheng Song felt a little uneasy.

But after seeing Huo Xin, Cheng Song was helpless.

Because Qi Lan and Huo Xin really have big hearts.

"Have you considered it?" Huo Xin was very solemn.

Qi Lan nodded, "This is my best choice right now."

Huo Xin didn't ask any more, but explained to Qi Lan the difficulties she had encountered at the beginning of her independence and the things that needed to be prepared, without hiding any secrets.

Cheng Song sat beside the two of them, listening to one of them talking seriously and the other listening carefully, feeling rather complicated.

She suddenly felt that maybe in the near future, she would be able to see the day they were looking forward to, when a hundred flowers blossomed in the music scene, a hundred schools of thought contended, the most free, passionate and exciting scene.

After finishing sorting out the materials obtained from Master Xu, Ning Xuan typed the words "eyebrows" with the keyboard in front of the open computer screen.

Ning Xuan looked at the title she took down for the script with satisfaction, feeling very satisfied in her heart.

Teachers and sisters, good friends...

Ning Xuan thought about several arrangements for the relationship between Song Lanjun and Fu Ziyi, and finally she decided to follow her heart and not pretend to be a cover-up. She just wanted to write about a couple of lovers.

In a troubled world with ups and downs and difficult things, only love can be the only warmth in their difficult life.

Ning Xuan thought for a long time, and fell into deep thought on how to end it.

Ning Xuan was a little torn on whether to change the preset ending.

In the original ending, Song Lanjun will die, so what about Fu Ziyi, will Fu Ziyi choose to go with him or will he insist on other things...

Thinking about it, Ning Xuan, the creator, shed tears first. She thought of Master Xu's eyes looking at those manuscripts. The feelings are precious, but that kind of persistence in art is also worthy of respect.

"Grandpa, I'm going out for a while, don't worry if I'm nearby." Ning Xuan felt that she was about to be overwhelmed by the many thoughts about eyebrows in her mind, and she wanted to go downstairs to take a breath.

The summer evenings in City B are the most pleasant, but it's a pity that Ning Xuan is only alone, so she always looks lonely.

Qi Lan went out today. Although the two of them just met each other in the morning, they kept in touch with each other through text messages. Qi Lan wasn't there, which made Ning Xuan a little depressed. When she saw her, it was good to hear her voice.

By coincidence, the phone in Ning Xuan's hand rang. Ning Xuan looked down, and she really wanted something.

"Xuanxuan." Qi Lan greeted energetically.

"Well, I'm here." Ning Xuan sniffed.

"What's the matter?" Qi Lan asked quickly when he heard that the guy on the phone was in a bad mood.

Ning Xuan was suddenly infected by Qi Lan's gentle questioning voice, her eyebrows and reality, the character and Qi Lan merged together.

For a moment, Ning Xuan even hated her former self. Why did she insist on arranging such an ending for Song Lanjun? She clearly knew that she was writing this character according to Qi Lan. If Qi Lan had some bad influence because of this, Then it was too late for her to regret it.

Ning Xuan couldn't control that much, so she cried out. Qi Lan had never heard Ning Xuan so sad, so she speeded up.

In fact, Qi Lan has already arrived at the gate of the community. They called Ning Xuan to find an excuse to go downstairs. The two of them met secretly. Weird person, Qi Lan also made up his mind to knock on the door of Ning Xuan's house.

But not long after she made up her mind, when Qi Lan drove downstairs, she saw Ning Xuan crying with her mobile phone, her face flushed.

The person I was thinking about just now, the person who was talking on the mobile phone, appeared in front of me in a blink of an eye, and the sadness that Ning Xuan had stopped burst out again.

Qi Lan didn't know what happened, her girl had already thrown into her arms.

"Don't leave me." Ning Xuan said.

"How could it be, fool, if I don't leave you, I can't leave you."

Ning Xuan didn't come down for a long time, and Mr. Ning looked down worriedly.My granddaughter is a very emotionally sensitive girl, and her career as a screenwriter has magnified this point to the utmost. Today, I just talked with an old friend, and the old man is also afraid that Ning Xuan's mood will fluctuate.

When he was looking down the community just now, he saw Ning Xuan sitting there by herself, but now he was blocked by a car. This car was familiar to him. He noticed that it seemed to be the one named Qi at the opposite door. Lan's girl's car.

The old man put his hands behind his back and let out a long breath.

When Qi Lan's people appeared in front of her, the overlapping images in Ning Xuan's mind gradually separated again.

Qi Lan is Qi Lan, Mr. Song Lan magnified certain characteristics of her body, but Qi Lan is also changing every moment. The person who used to run all the way to the dark and never turned back until he hit the south wall has let go of it now. Perseverance, did you choose another music path?

"Is the meeting with Sister Huo Xin going well?" Ning Xuan sorted out her emotions and finally smiled again.

You have a girlfriend who works as a screenwriter, and you have to get used to her occasional exaggerated and sudden emotional expressions. Qi Lan didn't ask Ning Xuan what happened just now, but just touched her face and replied with a smile: "It's going well." Yes, she has a good idea recently, she wants to make some different mash-up music, I think it's very interesting, it doesn't hurt to try."

Ning Xuan nodded, hesitated for a moment and said to Qi Lan, "Actually, I also have something I want to show you."

Qi Lan was quite surprised, "What is it?"

"I'll send you an email when I go back." Ning Xuan made a fool of herself.

The two broke up at the door of the house. Thinking of going to sleep alone again tonight, Qi Lan felt that he had to make some money back for himself. Taking advantage of Ning Xuan's knock on the door, Qi Lan secretly kissed Ning Xuan heavily on the neck.

When Ning Xuan came in, Mr. Ning was watching the news.

Seeing that there was nothing unusual, Ning Xuan quietly walked into her studio.

She made the final adjustments to the general outline, and then sent it to Qi Lan.

She was a little nervous because she was afraid that Qi Lan would see that Song Lanjun was her, and she was also nervous that Qi Lan's feelings would be naked in front of Qi Lan.

Qi Lan seemed to have been waiting, and called soon after the email was sent.

"Xuanxuan, you are really amazing." Qi Lan said excitedly.

"Do you like it?" Ning Xuan was a little nervous.

"I like it, I like it very much." Qi Lan said.

"You, do you like Song Lanjun?"

"Generally, I prefer Fu Ziyi, I think this character is really great, especially the ending..."

Qi Lan talked a lot about this topic, exaggerating the role of Fu Ziyi.

Ning Xuan's face was covered with black lines.

"Hang up." Ning Xuan said while holding her forehead.

"Huh?" Qi Lan was a little puzzled.

"Hang up, I'm going to start working." Ning Xuan said helplessly.

Qi Lan had no choice but to hang up the phone obediently, thinking about where he said the wrong thing.