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After two and a half days of training, Ning Feiyang felt that she was more tired than two and a half days of high-intensity training. The program team was really conscientious and arranged all the practical information for them. They paid attention to all aspects, but it also caused some problems due to congestion. The amount given to them is too large, which makes it difficult for the trainees to absorb it.
Ning Feiyang felt like he had returned to the senior high school classroom in the past two days. He specifically asked the staff for two notebooks and took notes during class. After class, his mind was a mess. When he returned to the dormitory, he was in a daze for a while. Only then can he come back to his senses.
Compared with her, Lin Xinyi is much more relaxed. After all, she has learned all these dry things in the agency of the Southern Dynasty, and it is more reasonable and easier to learn and absorb than the cramming course arrangement of the program team. She doesn't even need to take notes. Just listen to it in class and review it.
Fujiwara Misaki, who is in the mold of a Japanese idol, behaves exactly like Ning Feiyang. In the physical class, the coach pressed her legs until she cried, and in the music theory class and the performance class, she took notes until she wrote cursive script. Moreover, she mixed Chinese and Japanese. No one except herself. Unable to understand, Ning Feiyang once wanted to borrow it to read a part that he had missed, but found out that this girl had written a heavenly book. Finally, he respectfully returned the book and ran to borrow it from the trainees in other dormitories.
On Wednesday, when Wei Shichang agreed to hold a script discussion meeting, someone sent her a message to inform her of this while she was in class the afternoon before, and also sent her flight information, asking her to arrive on time at 7 a.m. on Wednesday. At the gate of the manor, someone picked her up and took her to the airport.
If nothing else goes wrong, the script discussion meeting will last for three days, but she, the original author, will only need to participate in the first day, which is Wednesday. If the discussion ends on time, the crew can return her to the manor before ten o'clock in the evening. It can be said that the efficiency is amazing.
Early in the morning, Ning Feiyang got up half an hour earlier than the alarm clock because of excitement, anticipation, etc., tried his best to put on beautiful makeup, and then went to the cafeteria, where he sat alone in the surprised eyes of the cafeteria staff. After eating everything in the cafeteria, I arrived at the gate of the manor forty minutes earlier than the agreed time.
As expected, there was no one at the door, and there was no car, so Ning Feiyang stood at the door and scrolled through Weibo, secretly collecting many beautiful pictures of himself.
In the last show, after her official stage performance was released, a large number of photos taken by fans and passers-by at the music festival appeared like a blowout. The quality was uneven, but the good-looking ones all received four-digit reposts, and then passed through Those "fans" she quietly followed frequently appeared on her homepage, and it was easy for her to put them away.
It¡¯s just that when collecting pictures, it¡¯s inevitable that her hands will be weak. Even if she clicks the ¡°Like¡± button, even if she cancels it quickly, she will always be suspicious of people who are staring at her Weibo 24 hours a day and take screenshots, making the original blogger feel like she has won a big prize. She was equally happy, so later on, she simply liked it and clicked on a picture she was satisfied with. She felt like an emperor reviewing a memorial.
¡° Anyway, the agency gives her complete freedom, and no one cares about her Weibo. She can do whatever she likes.
Twenty minutes later, the driver showed up in his car and saw her standing at the door with a surprised look on his face.
"When did you arrive? I thought I was twenty minutes early and I thought you would be late."
Ning Feiyang didn¡¯t say how long he had been waiting. He only said that after a while, he got into the car with a small bag and sat in the back seat.
Because he had plenty of time, the driver didn¡¯t drive very fast, but he still had enough time to take her around to a beautiful scenic spot in the city and let her enjoy the beautiful scenery.
Although this driver uncle was arranged by Xiangyang Film and Television in Beijing, he is a talkative local. His words are full of pride for his hometown. He just invited Ning Feiyang to settle in Hangzhou. While sighing, I couldn't laugh or cry at the same time, but I couldn't refuse the uncle's kindness, so I vaguely agreed.
Although the uncle knew that her answer was mostly coping, he was still very happy, as if he had completed some task. His smile never faded until he sent her to the airport.
After picking up the ticket with her ID card, Ning Feiyang boarded the plane smoothly. Two and a half hours later, she got on the pick-up car arranged by Xiangyang Film and Television.
When she arrived at the hotel where the script discussion meeting was held, it was 11:30 in the morning. The person who picked her up told her about the arrangements for the afternoon meeting, and then took her directly to the revolving restaurant on the top floor and told her that someone had booked lunch and was waiting for her. she.
The man left after saying that. Ning Feiyang froze at the door of the revolving restaurant, in a dilemma.
You don¡¯t need to guess who is the person waiting inside. According to the general boss novels, no matter what the purpose of the meal is, Wei Shichang will book the entire meal.In the restaurant, two strangers who met up close for the first time faced each other in the empty restaurant. They had an awkward meal. Wei Shichang would ask her "Do you like it?"
Oh no, it shouldn¡¯t be wrong to be empty. There are also waiters taking orders and a Western band next to them responsible for creating the atmosphere.
What the waiter handed her would be a high-end menu that was entirely in English or French. Unfortunately, she was weak in English and could only understand Japanese. She clicked blindly to save face, and then watched the waiter bring things she didn¡¯t want to eat at all, such as There were only two fresh-cut steaks that were still bleeding and ripe, so I went under the knife
Just as she was thinking about the scenario where she was "accidentally splashed with red wine by the waiter who had arranged for her and had to change into a dress prepared by the boss in advance", someone behind her suddenly said: "I'm sorry. Please give way."
Ning Feiyang came to his senses with a jolt, took two steps to the side, and found a young couple dressed in everyday clothes, walking into the restaurant hand in hand.
Um?
Ning Feiyang blinked, stretched his neck and looked into the restaurant.
I imagined that there were a lot of people sitting in the empty restaurant, less than half of the tables were empty, and most of them had small red signs indicating reservations. It didn¡¯t look like they were booked.
Ning Feiyang coughed lightly, retracted all his thoughts, walked into the restaurant door with a smile, and then stepped onto the slowly rotating dining area, looking for the shadow of Wei Shichang.
A waiter who had been staring at her for a long time came up to her.
"Hello, do you have a reservation?"
Hearing Chinese, Ning Feiyang was in a trance again. He felt that he was a model of excessive self-awareness. He blushed and said, "Yes, he has already come first, that is Wei His surname is Wei."
"Is it Mr. Wei or Miss Wei?"
"gentlemen."
"Okay, there is only one Mr. Wei who has reserved a table today. He is seated at table No. 7 in area i. Please come with me."
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