Upon hearing this, Luo Qianqian gritted her teeth and snorted.
"If I didn't have to be able to handle her husband, I would strangle her right now."
Ling Jiao chuckled and tugged at her sleeve.
"Fine, I'll just have to put up with her."
Gu Weiwei washed her face, put on a face mask, and then came out to ask.
"Qianqian, how's the opening and ending theme coming along?"
"I'll show it to you," Luo Qianqian said, turning around to take out the sheet music.
Gu Weiwei looked at it carefully several times, and then tried it out on Luo Qianqian's electronic piano.
"The second half feels a bit lacking."
"Ancestor, you can revise it yourself, or write it yourself. I have a ton of debts right now and I can't handle it," Luo Qianqian said in surrender.
She's already written eight versions of the opening and ending theme songs for this film, but she's still not satisfied.
Although she is now a film director, she is clearly more talented in music than her.
"I can't change it," Gu Weiwei said honestly.
"Have you forgotten that you used to tutor me and Ji Cheng?" Luo Qianqian snorted.
Gu Weiwei put down the sheet music and said.
"I'm pretty good at playing the piano, but composing and writing lyrics isn't really my forte. You'd be more suitable for that."
She plays the piano well because she was taught by a famous teacher from a young age; of course she can play other people's scores well.
But she really couldn't do songwriting or composing.
Luo Qianqian took back the sheet music and said helplessly.
"I'll try to revise it again. If you're still not satisfied, then you should find someone else."
Gu Weiwei chuckled. She had said this three times already, and then revised it again and again.
She had just finished discussing the revisions to the opening and closing theme songs with Luo Qianqian when Ling Jiao approached them again to go over the lines.
So the three of them, with face masks on, nestled on the sofa and went over the lines for the next day's performances until almost midnight before finally returning to their rooms to rest.
Meanwhile, He Chi, who took a night flight back to the capital, went straight to his residence after getting off the plane.
Since he already knew He Chi's house password, he opened the door and went in without making a single phone call.
He Chi was half asleep when he heard a noise. He grabbed a baseball bat and came out. When he turned on the light, he saw that it was Fu Shiqin. He yawned and muttered something.
"What are you doing here in the middle of the night?"
He had only been asleep for less than an hour when he was woken up by him.
Fu Shiqin put the suitcases down in the pile. "If Lu Hao hadn't asked me to bring you some things, do you think I would have wanted to come?"
"Did Lu Hao bring me something?"
He Chi was stunned for a moment, then threw down the baseball bat and opened the suitcase without waiting for Fu Shiqin's instructions.
As he opened it, he muttered to himself, trying to comfort himself.
"He really is a kind and good young man. He even knows to reciprocate when we give him something."
Fu Shiqin poured himself a glass of water and drank it. He looked at the person who had been so sleepy that he could barely keep his eyes open, and was now enthusiastically rummaging through his suitcase looking for something.
"He Chi, do you know what you look like right now?"
"What?" He Chi rummaged through his box, opened it, and glanced at it, his face beaming with undisguised joy.
Fu Shiqin: "Like a pervert trying to abduct an innocent young boy."
Lu Hao only packed him some food, which was bought at a small supermarket near the film set. Why was he so happy?
"Get lost, I'm not as filthy as you." He Chi put the things into the locker and snorted, "I treat him like a younger brother."
His father and younger brother had passed away early. Lu Hao had been hospitalized here, and he learned that Lu Hao had also lost loved ones, which is why he felt a sense of sympathy for him.
These filthy-minded people all thought he had gone gay.
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