"Well, don't think about us."
Mingwei had no choice but to give up. The three of them went to the airport and set off at around 8 o'clock. They arrived in the capital just in time for lunch. After lunch, they went to report to T University. Mingqiang asked the counselor about the ratio of males to females in his daughter's class. The male counselor looked at Mingwei and her sister and smiled: "There are seven girls in this class, and there is only Mingqiao in Class 3. Some classes are all boys."
Mingqiang's face darkened. For the first time, he regretted supporting his daughter's car learning. What if his daughter was bullied by so many vicious people surrounding her
Mingqiao doesn't care. She is here to study, and it doesn't matter to her whether her classmates are male or female.
Mingwei told herself that she should come over to see her sister when she has time.
After putting the things in the dormitory, Mingqiang took his two daughters to pick up the car. Last year, Mingwei graduated, and Mingqiang wanted to give his daughter a car as a graduation gift. Mingwei refused because she thought it was convenient to take a taxi. Now that she is an actor, she needs more private space, so Mingwei happily accepted her father's intention and chose a white Cayenne.
"Qiaoqiao, don't worry. When you graduate, Dad will give you one too." Mingqiang treats everyone equally.
Mingqiao was not in a hurry at all.
After seeing her father off and sending her sister back to school, Mingwei drove back to the apartment.
Lin Nuan went on a trip abroad, and she was alone in the apartment. Ming Wei took a bath and leaned against the head of the bed to read the script of the Republican drama "South City".
This was the first drama chosen by Shen Su for her.
In today's film and television industry, an actor may not need solid acting skills to become famous, but good luck is definitely indispensable. Ming Wei is one of those people with great luck. Because she is a close friend of Lin Nuan, she was recommended to a big production by the boss of Dongying Film Studio because of Lin Nuan. But she was able to successfully sign with Shen Su's agency, which was the result of her hard work in improving her acting skills.
Mingwei is very grateful to the crew of "The Prime Minister of the Ming Dynasty".
If her original intention of joining the crew was to make extra money, then after meeting a group of dedicated actors and witnessing and participating in the production process of a TV series, Mingwei really fell in love with the profession of acting. Mingwei also felt that acting and being a translator had one thing in common that fundamentally attracted her: richness and variety.
As a translator, Mingwei has to work with all walks of life. One day she may work with an advertising company, and the next day she may be the translator for a pharmaceutical factory manager. This requires Mingwei to constantly learn about new industry backgrounds and expand her knowledge. Acting is more interesting than translating. It requires Mingwei to put herself in a completely new role and live another wonderful life in just a few months.
Whatever Mingwei is interested in, she will strive for perfection and set high standards for herself to do her best.
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"South City" started filming in Shanghai in mid-October, and Mingwei only had one and a half months to prepare. In the script, the heroine is a rich girl who later fell into prostitution and sold her art instead of her body. Because Mingwei can play the guzheng, the crew temporarily changed the plot and replaced the heroine's guzheng with a guzheng. In this way, Mingwei only needed to train in Republican ballroom dancing, gun fighting, and some etiquette.
At the end of September, Ming Wei received a notice from the crew of "The Prime Minister of the Ming Dynasty" asking her to go to the recording studio to dub.
The main actors of "Da Ming" all have strong lines. Ming Wei is the only layman, but she has a good voice and speaks the lines with flavor, so no dubbing was arranged. Director Zhang used live sound recording during filming, and the noise would be filtered out in the later stage. However, the noise was too loud and too mixed during the filming of some scenes, which was difficult to filter out in the later stage, so re-dubbing was required at this time.
According to the production manager, Mingwei's dubbing can be recorded today.
Mingwei set the alarm for 6 o'clock, and after getting up, she practiced yoga for an hour, had a simple breakfast, and went out around 8 o'clock. The door was locked, but she remembered the weather forecast, so she opened the door again and took an umbrella. There were traffic restrictions today, so she called a Didi and arrived at the recording studio fifteen minutes early.
After opening the car door, a drop of rain fell on her face. While the rain was not heavy, Mingwei ran quickly to the entrance of the building, overtaking two people holding umbrellas on the way. Mingwei didn't pay attention and ran into the building to take a few breaths, then walked slowly towards the elevator. It was working hours, and the elevator was busy. Just after one person went up, there were five or six people waiting below.
Mingwei stood on the outskirts of the crowd, looking down at her phone.
"Ah, you are Mu Tingzhou, right?"
Suddenly, she heard an excited voice of a young woman. Mingwei's heart moved. She looked in the direction of the voice and saw Mu Tingzhou at a glance.
A man nearly 1.9 meters tall stood on the other side of several office workers, standing out from the crowd. He wore a tennis cap and sunglasses that covered most of his face, revealing only his thin lips, exuding a sense of loneliness and coldness. When Ming Wei looked over, Mu Tingzhou nodded slightly, acknowledging his identity.
The young female fan excitedly took out a notebook from her bag and asked the actor to sign it, and others followed suit.
But Mutinju only signed three.
He was a man of few words. The first female fan who recognized him took the initiative to explain for him. The onlookers expressed their regrets. Then, as the elevator came down, they enthusiastically invited Mu Tingzhou to step in first and considerately left a large private space for Mu Tingzhou. As a result, the elevator that could accommodate more than a dozen people only had space for six or seven people, excluding Mu Tingzhou.
Mingwei touched her forehead and chose to take the next one.
The elevator door slowly closed and left.
Mingwei stood facing outside the hall. In just a few minutes, the rain got heavier, pouring down heavily. The autumn wind and rain were a little bit bleak.
They say that you see what kind of scenery you are in. Well, Mingwei was indeed a little disappointed.
During the months of cooperation, Mingwei initially disliked Mu Tingzhou, but Mu Tingzhou's acting skills were there, and Mingwei admired him from the bottom of her heart. Once she admired someone, she would subconsciously tolerate his shortcomings. The two worked well together, but they didn't communicate much. Mingwei didn't expect the actor to be willing to be friends with her, but the night before they parted, Mu Tingzhou took the initiative to ask about her career and gave her some advice on how to choose a script, and Mingwei felt that they should have a bit of a comradeship.
But just now, Mu Tingzhou didn't even look at her.
Didn't recognize her? Impossible, since we've been together for four months. Did she recognize her but not interested in saying hello, or didn't want to recognize her in public
Mingwei believes the latter more, but this also shows from another perspective that she and Mu Tingzhou are not on the same level.
How can they talk about friendship when their status is so different? It is right for Mu Tingzhou to avoid her, and she should forget about their cooperation, so as not to be too enthusiastic and be misunderstood by the actor or the public as wanting to pay for him.
When Mingwei arrived at the recording studio, Mu Tingzhou had already taken off his sunglasses and hat, and was lowering his head to listen to the staff. His profile looked indifferent and focused.
"Mingwei is here. Did you get wet?" the recording director greeted her with a smile.
Ming Wei smiled and shook her head. Seeing that Mu Tingzhou didn't look at her, she focused on talking to the recording director.
Coincidentally, the male and female lead actors were both there, but their dubbing had no overlap. Mingwei recorded her own voice, and she couldn't hear what Mu Tingzhou was doing, nor was she curious. Chen Zhang was out of town, so the recording director arranged for an assistant to act with Mingwei to help her get a feel for the scene. Mingwei performed well, and after recording for a while, she took a break.
"Mr. Mu is recording next door. Do you want to go and take a look?" the assistant invited Mingwei.
Ming Wei shook her head and declined: "I'll reply to a few WeChat messages."
The assistant went on his own.
Mingwei checked WeChat, played around with Weibo, and recorded audio, and her work was completed successfully.
After leaving the recording studio, at about 4pm, Mingwei walked into the elevator with her phone, ready to call a taxi when she got downstairs. But after she pressed the floor button and looked up, she saw Mu Tingzhou walking towards her slowly, about ten meters away from the elevator. Mingwei hesitated, but since they had met, she still blocked the elevator door and waited for him.
"Mr. Mu, long time no see." She greeted politely.
Mu Tingzhou looked at her, nodded, and stepped in.
There were only the two of them in the elevator, and the atmosphere was almost frozen. Ming Wei didn't want to appear too affectionate, but she also didn't want to be too naive, so she tried to find a topic naturally: "I saw you when I was waiting for the elevator this morning, and you were busy signing autographs, so I didn't bother you."
Mu Tingzhou hummed lightly, his eyes looking at the elevator, his mind was on the first time he saw her this morning, she ran past him in jeans, her bangs were blown by the wind, revealing her smooth forehead, and her fair face flashed by. In front of the elevator door, she lowered her head to play with her phone, and when he signed, he noticed from the corner of his eye that she was looking at him, and before he could tilt his head, she shrank her neck and turned away.
The elevator quickly descended to the fourth floor, and the door opened. It was raining heavily outside the building.
Mingwei prepared to call a taxi.
"Are you going to Jingshan Apartment?" Mu Tingzhou had good eyesight and saw her destination.
Mingwei looked up in surprise and saw the man staring at her phone. She said instinctively, "Yes, yes."
"Take my car, it's on our way." Mu Tingzhou looked straight ahead with a cold face.
Ming Wei couldn't tell whether he was being polite or sincere. After thinking for a while, she smiled and said, "Forget it. If someone sees this, it will spread around."
"It's up to you." Mu Tingzhou said coldly, put on sunglasses, opened an umbrella, and stepped into the rain without any reluctance.
Mingwei stood inside the building and waited for about five minutes. Then the Didi driver came. She ran over with an umbrella and got in the car.
The rain was so heavy that Mingwei was busy packing up her umbrella and didn't notice a black Porsche parked on the roadside not far away.
The Didi driver drove away, and the Porsche stayed where it was. Mu Tingzhou didn't start driving until Mingwei's car disappeared in the sea of cars. Rain kept hitting the car window, and the wipers moved back and forth regularly. Mu Tingzhou held the steering wheel with one hand and rested his chin with the other, looking at the road ahead with his deep black eyes without focus.
"Mu Yun, I can't do it anymore. Minghua and the prince are still young. Please take good care of them for me..."
"I accept your order."
The previous emperor died, leaving him with a fifteen-year-old princess and an eight-year-old emperor.
The little emperor was sensible and obedient, while the princess was naughty and naughty. On a rainy day, she clamored to go boating on the lake: "Master, good Master, just once..."
She pulled his sleeve, pouted and acted like a spoiled child, her moist eyes looking at him in a dependent and flattering way, he couldn't refuse. The maid held an umbrella, but she refused, and ran under his umbrella with her skirt lifted, saying in surprise that he was so tall. He immediately lowered the umbrella, covering most of her head, she noticed it, looked around, and then looked at him.
He had already avoided her sight, but still saw her secretly smiling, a smile so sweet and contented.
The raindrops continued to hit his shoulders but could not touch his heart. She smiled from half an arm's length away, but it broke his thirty years of practice.
“Tongtong!”
A shrill woman's scream pierced through the rain. Mu Tingzhou suddenly came to his senses and saw the little boy standing blankly in the middle of the road. His hands acted before his brain. With a sharp turn, the black Porsche was like a lightning that suddenly changed its route and headed straight for a sycamore tree on the side of the road. With a "bang", it hit it head-on!
The little emperor at that time had grown up. He was ruthless and decisive. He ordered the beheading of the nine clans of the prince consort. Only Princess Minghua was spared the death penalty and imprisoned in the princess's mansion, not allowed to go out for the rest of her life.
Princess Minghua knew that her husband was doomed to die, so she went to the palace and begged the emperor to spare her two underage sons. However, the little emperor who relied on and trusted her in the past was gone. Sitting on the dragon throne was a majestic and cold new generation of overlord. He ruthlessly rejected Princess Minghua and ordered the guards to escort the princess out of the palace.