62. Recording Ended
"The three teachers' performances just now were all very good. Let's do it again to get a feel for it. If there's no problem, we can just add the movements on the third time."
Yue Qingjun and Guan Miao had no objections. It was normal to practice the ensemble several times. After all, there were many people, and if there was a mistake in one note, they had to start over.
It was a pleasant surprise that we were able to have such tacit understanding on the first try.
When Hua Shasha heard that no one pointed out that she had missed the photo, not even Professor Yue Qingjun, she knew that other people must not have noticed. The guilt in her heart immediately turned into joy.
Humph, just wait, once she adjusts herself, she will be able to keep up with their ensemble perfectly!
At this moment, Hua Shasha no longer had any intention of suppressing Guan Miao. Her mind was full of finishing the recording of the show and returning to school.
Otherwise, all my efforts during this period will be in vain.
Fortunately, Hua Shasha is a real talent and she calmed down and immediately caught up with the other two people.
After listening to the perfect second performance, Director Qiao finally smiled.
It seems that Hua Shasha is not hopeless. It’s good that we don’t have to change the topic at the last minute.
"OK, three teachers, let's go through the entire process. If everything is OK, we'll take a fifteen-minute break before officially starting filming."
After Hua Shasha figured it out, all the filming went much more smoothly. Although Guan Miao was surprised by her change, he didn't ask too many questions and just cooperated with Director Qiao's work seriously.
With both parties cooperating so well, the shooting progress naturally advanced rapidly, and all the shooting content was completed at three o'clock in the afternoon.
"Teachers Yue, Guan, and Hua, thank you for your hard work today. Your performance was wonderful. I believe that after the show airs, more and more people will pay attention to the sanxian instrument."
"I also want to thank Director Qiao for choosing the sanxian as the theme. Otherwise, I'm afraid that in a dozen years, no one will remember this instrument that has been passed down for thousands of years."
Everyone present felt a little sad after listening to Yue Qingjun's words.
The country's unique culture is not promoted, while any foreign culture can be widely publicized, and even folk music can be casually criticized. As a result, many music students now give priority to foreign musical instruments when applying for exams.
Even for traditional musical instruments, the most popular ones are the guzheng and pipa. Some niche instruments cannot recruit many people, and the number of admissions has to be reduced basically every few years.
If this continues, sooner or later this major will have to be cancelled.
Seeing that everyone's morale was suddenly low, Guan Miao wanted to comfort them but didn't know what to say. The plight of domestic folk music has not been going on for a day or two, and it cannot be changed by just one episode.
It was at this time that she realized that her influence was still too small. It would be wonderful if she could go international in the future and show the unique charm of Country C to the whole world.
After saying goodbye to Director Qiao and the other two teachers, Guan Miao removed her makeup and packed up. It was already past five in the afternoon when she got in the car and returned home.
Chi Yi is in the special police department, and Wen Yuning went to the Ministry of Civil Affairs, saying that they were going to deal with some foundation matters, so the house looks particularly deserted now.
"Bah."
Guan Miao pressed the switch, and the warm yellow light lit up in the room, bringing some warmth, but it couldn't warm her heart.
Chai Yue and Deng Ling looked at each other and saw the worry in each other's eyes.
[What on earth is wrong with Miaomiao?]
[I don't know, why am I suddenly so unhappy? Is this a sign of my period?]
[Nonsense, Miaomiao's period started at the beginning of the month, and it's already the end of the month. Even if it's a sign, it's too early, right?]
As the two exchanged glances, Yiyi handed Guan Miao a cup of warm water, "Master, have some water."
"Thank you, Yiyi."
After taking a sip, Guan Miao suddenly sat up straight and looked at Deng Ling with a sharp gaze, "Sister Deng Ling, do you think I have a chance to make it to the international stage?"
"ah?"
Deng Ling was caught off guard by her question. She was stunned for a few seconds before she responded professionally, "The international community is quite perfunctory towards our actors right now. Several reputable production companies prefer European and American actors.
There are people in China who have tried to do this, and you have seen the results. They are either part of a suicide squad or a vase that only appears for five minutes.
However, if you really want to give it a try, I can help you make some connections. Even if you can't get a major role, it shouldn't be difficult to audition for a minor supporting role with a good personality."
After that, she sat down on the sofa and said earnestly: "In fact, I think you don't need to focus on the international stage right now. In China, Chi Yi and I will select resources for you. Your acting skills are also good. Within three to five years, we will definitely be able to make you a top star.
When the time comes, find a domestic or international joint venture for you to act in, and your international path will be much smoother."
Guan Miao held the cup and drank water slowly, his brain working at high speed to analyze Deng Ling's words.
After a while, she put down the cup and smiled. "Sister Deng Ling is right. I will focus on acting in the TV series first. As for other things, we can talk about them later."
Deng Ling breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that she agreed. Being ambitious is not a bad thing, but listening to advice is even better.
"By the way, how's the contact with Geng Le going?"
Chai Yue immediately looked up the message log. "He said he's free all day tomorrow, and he'll mainly be visiting us. Oh, and he also said he wants to arrange for the lead actor to go to work, and wanted to ask Miaomiao's opinion."
Deng Ling was puzzled. "Work? Do you mean the 9-to-6 kind of work?"
"Yes," Guan Miao took over, "because the script says we're all employees, and the oldest one has eight years of experience."
Then she turned to Chai Yue and said, "I think it's a good idea. Let Geng Le contact them. If there's no one there, I'll arrange it for him.
Oh, and if it's convenient tomorrow, ask him to invite some of the main actors so I can meet them together."
"OK, I'll keep you updated if there's any progress."
"Well, please trouble Sister Chai Yue."
"You're welcome."
After arranging tomorrow's schedule, Guan Miao called Chi Yi to report on today's situation and asked An Jing if he was recovering well from his injuries.
"Anjing." Chi Yi turned around and looked at Anjing who was discussing strategies with several soldiers. He couldn't help but tell her to take good care of herself.
Chi Yi's pause was very telling.
Guan Miao narrowed his eyes, and his tone turned colder. "When I get back, tie her to the bed."
"Well, actually, An Jing has gotten much better. Besides, she didn't get out of bed today. She was just discussing tactics with them. There shouldn't be any problem."
"Oh, is that so? Then I'll tie two fewer circles as appropriate."
Listening to Guan Miao's words, Chi Yi silently prayed in his heart for peace in the next few days.
Anjing, it’s not that I don’t want to help you. I tried my best, but Miaomiao was too persistent on this matter. I did my best, so don’t blame me.
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