When the villain does not follow the script to die

Enemy road is narrow.

The four words flashed through my mind.

After sitting down, Teng Shuyue felt the cold wind continuously radiating from her side. She turned her head and couldn't help curling her lips, and then called the flight attendant to ask if there were any chargers and blankets.

It wasn't until the stewardess brought all these things to her that she asked in a low voice if she could change seats. She didn't book in advance for her temporary itinerary. When she asked about the first class, she was told that there were no seats, so she chose a business seat temporarily. Class, but it is completely unexpected that the dignified Mr. He would also be relegated to the business class. If she had known this, she would definitely not choose to go out today, all kinds of troubles.

The stewardess smiled and told her that it was okay to change seats. She was overjoyed, but when she was about to get up, she encountered resistance. Not only did she fail to get up, but she was forced back by the resistance.

Teng Shuyue looked down suspiciously, and then saw the man with a dark face, forcefully pulled out the skirt under his body, and his movements were fierce, as if the skirt had offended his whole family.

"Mr. He, do you have a problem with my skirt?" Teng Shuyue is not happy anymore, you are sitting on my skirt, I haven't disliked you yet, you are not happy?

But after she finished asking, she felt that she was wrong. This one gave out [-] million, so he is also a funder. How could he talk to the funder like this, but He Zuo obviously didn't intend to continue to talk to her, and just looked after her. He got up and said to the flight attendant just now, "Take me to another location."

After speaking, without even looking at Teng Shuyue, he turned around and left.

Teng Shu Yueqi's chest heaved violently, put on sunglasses and put on a blindfold, he was out of sight and out of mind, but he was amazing!

The flight took more than ten hours, including waking up in the middle. During this period, I didn’t see He Zuo once, and I didn’t know where she went. Anyway, it has nothing to do with her. Until the plane landed, the person sent by Teacher Qian came to pick her up. He got in the car and left the airport, only to see that the man also got in the car that came to pick him up and left, leaving behind a condensed figure, like an ice-plated machine.

The weather is not very friendly. There is some condensed rain in the air, and some raindrops fall from time to time. It is so gloomy that people can't breathe.
"Is the activity Mr. Qian mentioned is a guzheng exchange meeting?"

Sitting in the car, Teng Shuyue looked out of the window through the window covered with rain and fog. All the scenery seemed to be covered with a filter, but after watching for a while, his eyes were a little tired, and he realized that he had been uninterrupted. After sizing him up, he turned to ask Mr. Driver, who seemed a little curious in front of him.

The driver was very young, he seemed to be of mixed race, with a gentle personality, and he spoke Mandarin with a slight accent, "Mr. Qian didn't say anything, but the arranged itinerary included a guzheng exchange meeting, and there were other arrangements. Qian Teachers are present as guest performers and professors."

"What about me?" Teng Shuyue blinked, and saw his blushing face in the rearview mirror, and couldn't hold back a smile, "Is there no special arrangement?"

"I have to ask Teacher Qian again."

"Besides the itinerary, are you interested in going shopping with me?" Teng Shuyue sent Zhao Zihe the location where he arrived here, and told him that he met the mixed-race little fresh meat by the way.

After a while, Zhao Zihe replied, envious and jealous, plus complaining.

"You know how scary Xiao Jiang is. He actually told the workers that the floors and stairs have to be paved today and tomorrow. The workers all came to complain to me. The electricity and water changes in the house are still messy. .”

"Then add more money." Teng Shuyue also shrugged, and said generously, "When the money is in place, everything will speed up."

"Are you driving with me?" Zhao Zihe smirked.

"What are you talking about?" Teng Shuyue frowned, "By the way, I've been thinking about what to do in the future. The plans we agreed on before are too far-reaching, and they don't happen every second. It can be done, so I still plan to find something for myself to do, let's talk again when we go back."

"Understood, you are used to the busy life on the set, and you feel a little overwhelmed after taking a break." Zhao Zihe sneered and said, "If you let me go on vacation every day, I will be too happy. I spend every day in the company, and he hides by himself!"

"Fairy, if you stand in my position, you will know that a day without work means insecurity. Only when you are busy can you think about nothing."

Teng Shuyue thought of how she was forced to repay the debt when she was filming frantically a few years ago, but she really didn't think about it for herself. Now that she has less than two years left to live, she wants to do more things, that is I don't know where to start for a while.

Of course Zhao Zihe understands her, but understanding can't be done for her, so she can only say: "Xiao Jiang looks very reliable, don't worry too much here, you can go on your own, relax and think about what to do next." Anyway, I will fully support it!"

With Zhao Zihe's words, I have a bottom line in my heart.Teng Shuyue gradually ignored domestic trivial matters, and spent the next whole day concentrating on the program arranged by Teacher Qian, comparable to the Spring Festival Gala.

This exchange meeting also has a national level, which means a year of friendly exchanges, so many artists from the two countries were invited to attend, and Teacher Qian, as a guzheng guru, was naturally also invited. There will also be a performance.

The song "Fighting the Typhoon" is very difficult, and she hasn't practiced it for a long time, but when her fingers are covered with tortoiseshell armor, she seems to have found the long-lost feel, and her wrists and fingers seem to have muscle memory. , in the priority of the transfer on the guzheng, each stroke seems to have retrieved the childhood memory, and the state is rushing.

After a night's rest, she met Teacher Qian for coffee the next morning. She was thinking about a few techniques of the zither, and before dessert was finished, she dragged Teacher Qian over to explain it to her.

Teacher Qian is almost [-] today. She has been devoted to folk music education for these years. She is used to wearing national style trousers and long shirts all year round. It has a special charm and makes people unconsciously respect. When I was a child, I was able to meet her when I was learning guzheng. A few times, I met again when I was filming, and I have not lost contact in the past few years, maintaining a comfortable relationship that is neither far nor close.

"I don't have time to practice this time, look at those stiff fingers."

Sitting on the sofa, Teacher Qian could see her problem at a glance. Teng Shuyue was full of embarrassment and smiled a little embarrassedly, "It was a little negligent, but I will practice more frequently when I have time in the future."

"Really don't plan to make movies?" When she was a child, Teacher Qian always thought that she would be admitted to the Conservatory of Music and continue to study music and folk music, but until something happened at home, she signed a performing arts company and went to the Film Academy, and she really said goodbye to folk music. Contact, but she is still very committed to promoting folk music, she has a passion for this aspect.

"The world is so big, there are always other things worth pursuing, and..."

Speaking of this, the corners of Teng Shuyue's eyes darkened, and he stopped what he had to say.