Chapter 42 The Proud Golden Peacock
The afternoon training focused on various ancient etiquette practices, and we hired a specialized etiquette instructor.
Why are you here so early?
Chi Yanzhou looked at Song Shiwei, who had arrived at the training room early, in surprise. This was completely contrary to Song Shiwei's belief that "arriving a minute early is disrespectful to those who are slacking off while working."
Song Shiwei twisted her neck proudly, "If you don't work hard today, your position won't be secure tomorrow!"
Actually, it was because Song Shiwei wanted to have a short rendezvous with the Duke of Zhou (a figure in Chinese mythology associated with dreams) at noon, but Tao Xiaotian dragged her out of bed, saying that some of her fans nearby had come to see her.
After all, Song Shiwei has only recently become popular, so this is a very important moment for her to build a good relationship with her fans.
"Are you sure they're not haters in disguise, just here to beat me up?"
Song Shiwei found it hard to believe that someone with her crazy tendencies could still have fans.
Tao Xiaotian busied herself getting her ready, saying, "Don't worry, I went to check. It's just a few young girls. They look quite kind. Even if they're haters in disguise, they don't look like they can beat you."
“........”
When Song Shiwei walked downstairs at the hotel, there were indeed several young girls circling around waiting, holding plush toys related to her character in "Together Towards Happiness".
"Crazy Sister is here!"
A sharp-eyed girl spotted Song Shiwei first. Her voice attracted the others, and the rest of the girls smiled happily when they saw her.
For a moment, the entire hotel was filled with the sound of "Crazy Sister, Crazy Sister," as if it were a monkey from Flower Fruit Mountain.
People coming and going in the hotel lobby were all searching for the "crazy sister" to be known.
At that moment, Song Shiwei wanted to disappear from the earth.
Is this really not something that haters have arranged to embarrass her?
A group of enthusiastic young girls surrounded Song Shiwei, chattering excitedly.
"Sister Wei, I really like you. Ever since I fell in love with you, my breast hyperplasia has been cured!"
"Yeah, I went crazy with you, and now my boss doesn't dare to give me a hard time!"
"Yes, yes, yes, you are a role model for us all. After becoming a fan of yours, I started to confront my roommate and yell at ordinary guys. Suddenly, there are far fewer annoying people around me!"
"I recite Sister Wei's famous quote ten times every day!"
It's better to blame others than to wrong yourself;
Instead of complaining, it's better to speak up when necessary;
Rather than exhausting oneself mentally, it's better to maintain a stable state of madness;
"I refuse to suffer internal strife; I deserve to be enshrined in the Imperial Ancestral Temple!"
...........
Without a doubt, she's a true fan;
But, they are a bit embarrassingly devoted fans.
Song Shiwei invited the group of girls to sit in a nearby coffee shop, bought them milk tea and desserts, and took a group photo together. Song Shiwei did not accept their gifts, but only the letters they wrote.
Before leaving, he didn't forget to give these kind, naive, and silly girls some advice.
"Study hard, improve every day, work hard to make money, support a grown man, always remember my kindness, my spirit will never falter!"
As the fans left, Song Shiwei remained standing at the entrance of the coffee shop, gazing into the distance, a single tear even escaping from the corner of her eye, much to Tao Xiaotian's alarm.
"Sister Weiwei, are you so touched?! Actually, there are a lot of people who like you, and they all know how good you are."
Song Shiwei pulled out an invoice and threw it in front of Tao Xiaotian.
"Go back and ask the company to reimburse you."
What kind of coffee is this? Two hundred yuan a cup? That's outrageous!
Tao Xiaotian: "........."
After meeting the fans, it was basically time for the afternoon training.
Two teachers came to the etiquette class in the afternoon, and they led the boys and girls into different training rooms for training.
First, one must learn proper etiquette. People in ancient times were dignified, especially in palace dramas, where concubines and even palace maids underwent rigorous training.
The etiquette instructor asked everyone to stand with a bowl on their head, then slowly walk forward until they could move freely.
Actually, this wasn't difficult for Song Shiwei, because she had already received similar training in her previous life when she was acting in period dramas.
Therefore, not long after she started, Song Shiwei was able to walk briskly while carrying a bowl on her head, and the etiquette teacher looked at her with great satisfaction.
In the film "Novoland: The Moon", there are not many female characters; the main focus is on power struggles. Therefore, there are very few female artists in this training room.
With a "clatter," a bowl fell to the ground.
We chose plastic bowls because we were worried that people wouldn't be able to maintain their balance at the beginning of training; otherwise, the whole room would be full of broken pieces after a class.
The etiquette teacher looked over when she heard the sound. Xia Zhiqing stood there with a bad expression, watching the bowl fall to the ground without making any other move.
How much longer do we need to practice?
"Practice until you succeed."
"Practicing this is completely pointless; no audience will notice any of this!"
Xia Zhiqing frowned, her patience completely gone. She had been standing there for hours, walking around like a fool with a bowl on her head.
The etiquette teacher's face instantly turned cold. She was a national-level etiquette teacher who taught at universities and was often hired by film crews to provide guidance, but no one had ever dared to criticize her to her face.
"Just because the audience doesn't notice doesn't mean you can slack off! Since you've taken on this role, you have a responsibility to both the character and the audience!"
"This is impossible to learn! You're just deliberately making things difficult for me!"
Xia Zhiqing felt extremely wronged. She had practiced all afternoon, but the bowl still fell whenever she walked. It was clearly a deliberate attempt to make things difficult for her!
"Your attitude isn't serious at all, and your movements aren't standard. How can you expect to succeed? Why can others do it, but you can't?!"
The etiquette teacher pointed randomly behind her, but Xia Zhiqing spotted Song Shiwei, who had received plenty of praise that afternoon.
Xia Zhiqing felt extremely unbalanced, a burning jealousy burning within her. She rolled her eyes, crossed her arms, and spoke coolly.
"Song Shiwei is so talented, then you should teach Song Shiwei. I want to see how well she can act!"
Song Shiwei was enjoying the show when she was innocently dragged into the mess.
She chuckled, balanced a bowl on her head, and swayed her body like a proud peacock, deliberately walking past Xia Zhiqing.
"Isn't this simple? The teacher taught it very well, and all the girls in the class can do it, so why can't you? Xia Zhiqing, is your cerebellum underdeveloped?"
"Song Shiwei!"
Xia Zhiqing's face darkened with embarrassment.
"Why are you calling me 'Dad'? You should use that time to practice properly instead of upsetting the teacher." Song Shiwei deliberately spoke in a teasing tone.
The etiquette instructor pointed at Xia Zhiqing with a dignified air, "Look at you, everyone else can do it very well, why do you have so many complaints! If you keep this up, go tell Director Dong yourself that you won't participate in the training!"
Director Dong previously stated that if the training was not completed, there would be no opportunity to act in his drama.
Xia Zhiqing bit her lip, stomped her foot angrily, picked up the bowl from the ground, balanced it on her head, and continued training, still looking somewhat unconvinced.
Song Shiwei deliberately lingered in front of Xia Zhiqing, and even imitated the neck-twisting dance of Xinjiang people in front of her.
"Song Shiwei, is your neck cramping?"
“Teacher, look at Xia Zhiqing, I taught her skills, and she doesn’t know how to be grateful at all!”
“..........”
Song Shiwei felt smug and deliberately provoked the other party.
She enjoys seeing others dislike her but unable to do anything about it.
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