Chapter 14 Sending Flowers Sending the first bouquet of flowers received in life to...
As for the previous scripts, Qiao Zheng just casually flipped through them, glanced at them quickly and threw them aside. But for this one, Qiao Zheng stroked the paper with her fingertips and studied it carefully.
Qiao Zhizheng came over and read the script with her.
This is a marginal female character in a modern workplace drama. She only has three sets of brand-name clothes to support her appearance, and she switches between these three sets of clothes.
On the surface, she looks sophisticated, materialistic, and selfish. One second she is wearing exquisite clothes and clinking glasses with clients in a luxuriously decorated restaurant. The next second, she goes out to say goodbye to the clients, takes out a wide gauze scarf from her bag, wraps it around her waist, scans a shared electric car, and leaves.
Others laughed at her behind her back for wearing so many designer clothes to work and not even caring about getting off work, but she heard it but didn't care.
Finally, when she was 28 years old, she paid the down payment for a second-hand apartment and had her own small home in this big city.
Qiao Zheng flipped through the remaining books critically, "This one is the best of the bunch."
Qiao Zheng looked at Qiao Zhizheng and said something, which was rare for her to say, "Don't just focus on playing one type of role. Try to play diverse and complex roles. Don't limit yourself to one box. Only then will you have a wider range of acting opportunities in the future."
Qiao Zhizheng nodded, "Thank you, Qiao Zheng."
Qiao Zheng returned the stack of notebooks to her. "Give back those notebooks about car accidents, amnesia, abortions, and threats to rip your heart out over a disagreement. Tell your agent not to send you notebooks like that in the future," Qiao Zheng said with the tone of someone who had been through it all. "If you don't state your request directly, she'll keep doing this."
Qiao Zhizheng hesitated and said, "Will my agent think I'm too much to do?"
Eighteen-year-old Qiao Zhizheng has suffered the beatings of society, but has not yet suffered the deeper beatings of the entertainment industry. Her vision is limited to not offending the agent who arranges work for her. The high debt and the pressure to succeed make her cautious and dare not act rashly, for fear that one day she will lose the last bit of money she has left.
Qiao Zheng pointed at the pile of scripts, her gaze clear as if she could see deep into her heart, "Can you play this kind of role?"
Qiao Zhizheng thought about the incomprehensible behavior happening to a character she clearly couldn't understand. Asking her to act it out was like going to the execution ground. Her face was distorted with pain, and she shook her head firmly, "No."
“Since the final result is rejection, you might as well reject it from the beginning.
Qiao Zhizheng, remember, Lou Heng is behind you. If your agent goes too far, you can directly ask Lou Heng to replace her. Lou Heng believes in you and won't refuse anything that can further your career. Do you really want to work for Lou Heng forever?
Even if you wanted to, Lou Heng wouldn't agree. You owe her so much money, it's impossible to pay it back by working for a lifetime. I hope you know that offending her won't end well. "
Qiao Zheng was about to break it all down and tell Qiao Zhizheng about it. Qiao Zhizheng nodded blankly. Qiao Zheng couldn't bear to see her look so silly, so she patted her head gently and asked, "Did you hear that?"
Qiao Zhizheng nodded, "I heard it, I heard it! I will definitely work hard!"
Qiao Zheng frowned and looked at Qiao Zhizheng. Ever since she intervened in Qiao Zhizheng's life trajectory, Qiao Zhizheng's original path began to deviate. Without those hardships and tribulations, Qiao Zhizheng's heart was still as innocent as before. She looked at the world from a very optimistic perspective and felt that most people were kind.
But Qiao Zheng is different. In her eyes, the world is gray and she cannot see any beauty.
Qiao Zheng felt that because her appearance had changed Qiao Zhizheng, she had the necessary responsibility to remind her.
When Qiao Zhizheng walked out of the room, Qiao Zheng called her, "You signed the contract, but your company didn't arrange a place for you to live?"
Qiao Zhizheng covered her ears, pretending not to hear her, and ran back to her room.
Qiao Zheng didn't know what expression to make, and felt speechless and helpless.
The heat is in July, the heat is in August, and the clothes are given out in September.
The time spent filming on the set passed exceptionally quickly. With only seven or eight days left before school started, Qiao Zhizheng's role was also coming to an end.
Qiao Zhizheng's last scene was the farewell between Liu Runiang and Guan Shanyue.
The emotions in the play are not as intense as at the beginning, with people crying and laughing at every turn. At the end of the play, there is more of a hint of sadness on Liu Runiang.
The sadness of seeing through the man's ruthlessness, the sadness of seeing a wider world from the book and realizing how ignorant she was in the past, and the sadness of gradually becoming dependent on Guan Shanyue but having to say goodbye to her.
Liu Runiang once asked Guan Shanyue this question.
That was when their relationship was gradually getting better. They drank together under the moon, and the Yaohuang and Weizi flowers were in full bloom.
"Sometimes I wonder if I were still that singing girl playing the pipa on the pleasure boat, unaware of the many ways women in the world can live, if I hadn't read so many books and hadn't seen that there are so many paths to choose from in the world, would I be happier?"
"Because I have seen more great and heroic ways of living, I feel pain and become more aware of my own shallowness and ignorance."
Guan Shanyue stared at her quietly. She asked Liu Runiang, "If I let you become a singing girl on the pleasure boat again, would you be willing?"
Liu Runiang shook her head in horror and refused, "No! That's too scary."
Guan Shanyue smiled faintly, like the gentle and clear moonlight that had remained unchanged for thousands of years. "You see, this is the benefit of reading. It gives you more ideas and allows you to choose a broader path, instead of just going with the flow and becoming a person without even a choice."
In other words, it’s not that there is no choice, but that there is only one choice to choose from, and there is no other way.
Under the moonlight, Liu Runiang's face had a faint blush from drunkenness, and she looked at Guan Shanyue in a daze.
Qiao Zhizheng thought that perhaps it was from this time that Liu Runiang began to have secret feelings for Guan Shanyue that she herself was not aware of.
Qiao Zhizheng straightened her costume and entered the state of Liu Runiang.
Dressed in white mourning clothes, she buried Sun Zhuo's coffin today. When she came back in the evening, she saw Guan Shanyue packing his luggage. Liu Runiang held onto the door frame, her eyes red as she looked at Guan Shanyue, not daring to speak, fearing that she would burst into tears once she opened her mouth.
Guan Shanyue looked at Liu Runiang and smiled with relief, "You will be the head of the Sun family from now on. Aren't you afraid of being seen with red eyes?"
Liu Runiang couldn't help but throw herself into Guan Shanyue's arms, unable to hold back her tears any longer, her suppressed sobs burst out, "Sister, I..."
What was behind "I"? Liu Runiang was ultimately unable to say it out loud. According to Qiao Zhizheng's understanding, Liu Runiang vaguely sensed her own thoughts, but knew that this was a relationship destined to be hopeless. Liu Runiang could only bury it deep in her heart, never to see the light of day.
Liu Runiang was tired of crying, so she left Guan Shanyue's arms, returned to her room and sat alone for a long time, then picked up a pen and wrote - "Water and wind make the flowers fall before my eyes."
When the maid was about to step forward, Liu Runiang took the rice paper and put it next to the fire. The flames licked the rice paper, and along with Liu Runiang's worries, they were burned.
——The mountain moon knows nothing of my heart, the water and wind make the flowers in front of my eyes fall in vain. ①
Early in the morning, Liu Runiang watched Guan Shanyue's convoy go away.
——We are separated at the ends of the earth.
"Cut, the two teachers performed really well. Go touch up Teacher Qiao's makeup. Teacher Qiao needs to do a few more scenes."
The director never returned from his sick leave, and although Chen Yuzhi was nominally the assistant director, he had actually become the "director" of the crew.
Everyone can see Qiao Zhizheng's seriousness and acting skills. In addition, Qiao Zhizheng has a warm personality, is kind to others, and is beautiful. People's way of addressing her has gradually changed from "the actress who played Liu Runiang" to "Qiao Zhizheng" and finally to "Teacher Qiao", which can be regarded as a recognition of her from the bottom of their hearts.
Qiao Zhizheng's eyes and nose were red, and she was dressed in mourning. Du Li patted her shoulder and made a small joke, "I feel pity for her, let alone an old slave."
When Qiao Zhizheng realized the story behind this sentence, she almost couldn't help laughing.
Fortunately I held it back, Qiao Zhizheng thought.
Qiao Zhizheng was building up his emotions and took a few more close-up shots.
Chen Yuzhi said with satisfaction, "Congratulations to Teacher Qiao on finishing the filming!"
Someone immediately delivered a bouquet of flowers - the main flowers were champagne roses, the secondary flowers were white lilies, and the green eucalyptus leaves were dotted in between.
Chen Yuzhi invited everyone to take a group photo together, "Our group's second female lead has finished filming, let's have some ceremony!"
Amidst waves of cheers, Qiao Zhizheng left behind the first official wrap-up photo of her life.
Not counting the previous crew, Qiao Zhizheng was kicked out of the crew and no one could find him anymore. The so-called liquidated damages seemed to have been settled by someone sent by Lou Heng.
The smile on Qiao Zhizheng's face never faded, and her face was frozen. She put the flowers on the table and rubbed her face hard with her hands, and then she felt a little better.
At this time, Qiao Zhizheng heard someone calling her, "Teacher Qiao, your family is here to visit you."
Qiao Zhizheng looked up and found that the person who called her was holding a small cake and milk tea in his hands, and thanked her, "Thank you, Teacher Qiao!"
Qiao Zhizheng saw a familiar figure not far away, wearing a familiar mask, hat and sunglasses, but Qiao Zhizheng knew that this person was Qiao Zheng.
Qiao Zhizheng picked up the bouquet and ran towards Qiao Zheng without stopping.
With just one word, Qiao Zhizheng received gratitude along the way.
Qiao Zhizheng had an incredible idea in his mind.
Qiao Zheng watched Qiao Zhizheng rushing towards her like a brave little leopard. His nose and eye sockets were red, but the light in his eyes was extremely bright.
Seeing that the situation was not good and fearing that she would not be able to stop the car, Qiao Zheng opened her arms and fixed her lower limbs firmly on the ground, bumping into Qiao Zhizheng head-on.
Qiao Zheng's questions came one after another.
"Qiao Zheng, why are you here?"
"Qiao Zheng, how did you know I finished filming today?"
"Qiao Zheng, are you the one treating me to these cakes and milk tea?"
"Qiao Zheng, do you have enough money?"
"Qiao Zheng..."
Qiao Zheng raised her hand to cover her chattering mouth, "Stop! Ask one question at a time."
"I was simply passing by."
Qiao Zhizheng's mouth was covered and she couldn't speak. She could only point at the crew members who were holding a cup of milk tea and cake.
Qiao Zheng didn't know what was wrong with her.
Wouldn't it be nice to just stay home, enjoy the air conditioning, read a book, and eat some fruit? Why did he have to brave this scorching heat? Qiao Zhizheng was almost done filming today, and at that moment, he had only one thought in his mind: wrapping up the film needed a sense of ceremony.
After Qiao Zheng got on the car filled with cakes and milk tea and arrived at the filming site, he slapped his forehead and thought, it's Qiao Zhizheng who's wrapping up the filming, not me, so why should I join in the fun?
only--
"By the way. Since I'm here."
Qiao Zhizheng had an expression that said, "You are just saying one thing and thinking another. You obviously care about me, but I really can't do anything about you."
Qiao Zheng crossed her arms, "Hmph!"
The next second, a bouquet of flowers was thrown in front of Qiao Zheng.
Qiao Zhizheng smiled brightly, "Qiao Zheng, this is for you!"
Qiao Zheng was puzzled, "Why did you give me this?"
"Because... I want to share with you every important moment of my joy."
Behind Qiao Zhizheng is a headlight for lighting. At this moment, due to visual error, it feels like the bright headlight is just behind Qiao Zhizheng's head, and Qiao Zhizheng seems to be glowing.
Looking at Qiao Zhizheng, who gave her the first bouquet of flowers she had ever received in her life with a sincere look on her face, Qiao Zheng felt for the first time that Qiao Zhizheng looked a bit pleasing to the eye.
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① "Dream of Jiangnan: Ten Thousand Hates" by Wen Tingyun of the Tang Dynasty
A thousand hatreds, the most extreme hatred is at the end of the world. The mountain moon knows not what is in my heart, the water wind makes the flowers fall before my eyes, swaying the blue clouds.
② Liu Yiqing of the Southern Song Dynasty, in his Shishuo Xinyu (A New Account of Tales of the World) and Liu Xiaobiao of the Southern Liang Dynasty, quoted from the "Jealousy Record": "[Huan] Wen conquered Shu and took the daughter of Li Shi as his concubine. The princess (Huan Wen's wife) was extremely jealous and did not know about it immediately. Later, she drew her sword and went to Li's place, intending to kill him. She saw Li combing her hair by the window. She was graceful and graceful, and she tied her hair slowly. She lowered her hands to the princess, her expression calm and upright, and her words were very sad and gentle. The princess then threw down the sword, embraced him, and said, 'My son, I feel pity for you, let alone this old slave.' She then treated him well."
There is also a wilder version of the story that the eldest princess saw that her concubine was so beautiful that she couldn't help but take her in for herself. However, this is just a wild story, so just listen to it for fun and don't take it too seriously.
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