Hearing this, Qiao Mingye raised his eyes and glanced at Xia Wan'er, put down the script in his hand, took the exquisite tea set brought by his assistant Nanfeng, and began to brew Kung Fu tea with skillful movements.
The faint tea fragrance with floral scent lingered in Xia Wan'er's nostrils. It was the first time that Xia Wan'er had seen this kind of tea. She swallowed secretly to hide the amazement in her eyes.
It's obvious without asking that Qiao Mingye would never treat her to a drink.
Cicheng seemed to have gotten used to this, and asked someone to bring a small stool for Xia Wan'er to sit on next to him.
Xia Wan'er didn't show any disgust at all. Instead, she responded with a sweet smile, sat down on the small stool, folded her hands in front of her, and crossed her long legs to one side.
Compared with Qiao Mingye's folding chair and Cicheng's folding chair, she, who had no say in the first place, seemed even more "inferior" at this time.
Cicheng's eyes flashed with satisfaction at Xia Wan'er's performance.
Qiao Mingye handed Cicheng a cup of tea and suddenly said to Xia Waner: "You play the piano well."
The tone couldn't be any calmer, like something he would say but also not something he could say.
Xia Wan'er stared at his face. She couldn't tell what he was thinking, but it was obvious that Qiao Mingye was distant from her.
She could only smile in return and bow her head modestly: "Thank you, Teacher Qiao, for the compliment."
Xia Wan'er thought to herself that as long as Qiao Mingye didn't trip her up, it would be fine. Once she had established herself in this world, she would let this strong man go and make sure that he would not cause any harm to her.
"His acting skills are not bad, but his sense of the camera is still a little lacking. He needs to learn more from your teacher Qiao." Cicheng asked about the tea in his hand, took a sip with surprise, and sighed with satisfaction, "Your tea is still the best."
Xia Wan'er nodded quickly: "Thank you Teacher Cicheng for your advice. I will write your teachings down in my little notebook."
I was curious about the relationship between these two people. It was obvious that Cicheng's attitude towards Qiao Mingye was completely different from that towards others.
Having said that, the two of them didn't talk about work anymore. They just tried to find topics to talk about while sipping tea in Cicheng, and Qiao Mingye answered them in a serious manner.
It was not until Wu Yang asked someone to remind him to turn on the machine that Cicheng reluctantly put down his teacup.
Xia Wan'er followed the two of them out and saw from a distance that assistant director Gu Yue was running towards her with a cell phone in his hand.
"Teacher Xia, Teacher Xia, please wait a moment!" The assistant director was very excited, but suddenly his shoe slipped, his cell phone was thrown out, and he fell forward.
Xia Wan'er didn't have time to think, she quickly grabbed her, then flew out to retrieve her phone and handed it back to her: "Teacher Gu Yue, are you okay? Don't worry, talk slowly."
Looking at the comments that kept flashing across the barrage, such as "Xia Wan'er is so quick," "Her reaction speed is so amazing," "She is worthy of being the number one vase, she is really beautiful from every angle," Gu Yue was so surprised that she was speechless.
She just watched Xia Wan'er fly out as if on a wire and catch the phone which was at least far off the ground. She had no idea how Xia Wan'er could perform such a smooth movement.
"Do you know martial arts?" Gu Yue asked after a long while.
Xia Wan'er had indeed practiced with an old maid from the palace before, mainly because she had a foolish idea of seeking revenge on Xia Zi'an. But she was patient, good at martial arts, had a good memory, and strong physical mobility, so even though the old maid told her that she was past the age for martial arts training, she still gritted her teeth and practiced for a while.
The original owner had never practiced it, but fortunately he had learned some street dance, so his body was still quite light.
But seeing Gu Yue's shocked expression, Xia Wan'er smiled and shook her head, "I haven't learned it yet."
(End of this chapter)