Beijing-Hong Kong Rosemary

Chapter 95 Who uses a friend's photo as their screensaver?

The final selection for the Golden Tripod Awards takes place at the Central Grand Theatre, which is not usually open to the public and serves as a stage for cultural exchange between China and other countries.

The biennial classical dance competition has always attracted much attention in the industry, and media reporters will be present to film the entire event.

The night before the competition, Shen Guining lay in bed unable to sleep, tossing and turning several times.

Although the movement was small, it inevitably affected the man next to her.

Qu Yanci pulled her close, holding her tightly in his arms. "Still moving?"

The bedside lamp was dim, its warm light spreading outwards.

Shen Guining blinked, her thick eyelashes casting small shadows. "You're not asleep."

Qu Yanci opened his eyes. "You rolled over four times, baby."

"I didn't mean to," Shen Guining said, not wanting to disturb him. "How about I go sleep in the second bedroom?"

Qu Yanci kept his arm around her waist, "You think you can fall asleep in the second bedroom?"

Shen Guining remained silent.

Obviously not.

She was nervous, constantly worried about making mistakes in tomorrow's competition.

Underwater dancing wasn't her forte, and she wasn't very confident.

Qu Yanci rubbed the back of her head. "Don't think too much. Get some rest. Tomorrow will go smoothly."

Shen Guining looked up at him, "But what if I just can't fall asleep?"

Qu Yanci's eyes were deep and unfathomable. "If you weren't competing tomorrow, you would have been asleep by now."

I've refrained from touching her these past two days so as not to interfere with her dancing.

"Can you read me a story?" Shen Guining added, "It has to be something profound that I can't understand, then I can fall asleep."

Qu Yanci complied with her request and went to the study to find a German book.

Shen Guining was surprised that he could speak German, and so fluently.

It was like listening to gibberish to her; she didn't understand a single word.

The low-key magnetic sound cavity surrounding the ears has an undeniably good hypnotic effect.

I fell asleep within twenty minutes.

The light, as if filtered, shone on her profile, making her sleeping face appear serene and peaceful.

Qu Yanci put the book back on the bedside table and kissed the little girl's forehead.
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At 6:30 a.m., Shen Guining woke up naturally.

Qu Yanci had just finished exercising and was taking a shower in the bathroom.

Shen Guining truly admired his self-discipline.

Despite being so busy every day, I still manage to stick to exercising.

After tidying up the bedding she had slept in, she slipped away to the bathroom in the second bedroom to wash up.

Breakfast consisted of porridge and sandwiches prepared by Qu Yanci.

He seems to handle everything with ease.

Shen Guining had long ago said that he was omnipotent.

She obediently drank a bowl of porridge, ate half a sandwich, and put a bottle of yogurt in her bag before leaving.

She had previously mentioned that she liked a certain brand of yogurt, so she always kept some in the refrigerator.

The competition starts in the afternoon, so you have to go there in the morning to register your information, check your performance repertoire, and get your makeup and styling done.

Qu Yanci made time to personally escort the little girl there.

Shen Guining remained quiet during the journey.

She speaks very little when she's nervous.

Qu Yanci knew what she was thinking, and held her hand to comfort her, "Relax."

Shen Guining asked him curiously, "When you were a child, weren't you nervous at all when you had important competitions?"

"Others should be the ones who are nervous."

It sounds arrogant, but it makes perfect sense coming from him.

He has never experienced failure; it has always been others who have lost to him.

"Just remember, one competition doesn't determine anything. Even if you lose, it's okay, I'll support you." Qu Yanci looked into her eyes. "You've already done a great job, what are you afraid of, hmm?"

Shen Guining met his gaze, her heart pounding with emotion, as if stirred by some unsettling feeling.

Indeed, what does she have to be afraid of? If she doesn't win the award, she can just wait another two years.

Besides, she's not alone now.

Thinking this way soothes the tension.

One hour later, we arrived at the main entrance of the theater.

Qu Yanci instructed, "The driver will pick you up after this afternoon's event."

Shen Guining nodded, "Okay, I understand."

Before getting out of the car, she quickly leaned over and kissed Qu Yanci's chin, then pulled away immediately, saying, "I'm leaving, bye-bye."

Qu Yanci watched her open the door and get out of the car, his thin lips curving slightly, "Take it easy."

Shen Guining waved and closed the car door.

Qu Yanci waited for her to go inside before letting the driver drive off.

Shen Guining had informed the judges in advance that she would be performing an underwater dance. There was a transparent pool on site, and many underwater programs that had appeared on television in the past were filmed here.

The order of appearance in the match is determined by drawing lots.

Shen Guining didn't know whether she was lucky or unlucky to be the last one to go.

There are a total of twenty people who have made it to the final round, and it is estimated that it will take more than four hours to complete all the competitions.

It was a long wait.
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3pm.

Inside the private room of the private club, waiters prepared tea and waited at the door for instructions.

Distinguished guests were discussing business inside, and no one dared to disturb them.

The aroma of tea wafts from the oval luxury stone coffee table.

The air was filled with a delicate fragrance of camphor wood.

Two gentle voices rang out in turn.

The project negotiations are nearing completion.

Cui Qingyu raised his teacup in a gesture of respect, "President Qu, then let's wish each other a pleasant cooperation in advance. I'll toast you with tea instead of wine."

Qu Yanci nodded slightly, took a sip, and his movements revealed a touch of nonchalant elegance.

Qi Heng stood quietly beside the sofa. He was actually quite puzzled as to why President Cui had suddenly specifically requested his participation in this project.

Logically speaking, he had just joined the company, and such an important project should not have been his turn at all.

Cui Qingyu flipped through the project proposal and casually mentioned, "President Qu, this is Qi Heng, the deputy director of our company's planning department. He will be in charge of this project from now on."

Hearing President Cui introduce him personally, Qi Heng was flattered. With his position, he was not qualified to know the CEO of Dingsheng Group. He quickly bowed and said, "Hello, President Qu."

Qu Yanci merely glanced at it indifferently and did not linger.

When it was over, Cui Qingyu reached into his pocket but couldn't find his phone. He glanced at Qi Heng and said, "I forgot where I left my phone. Could I borrow it to make a call?"

Qi Heng didn't think too much about it and took out his phone to hand it to him.

Cui Qingyu took it, swiped his fingertip across the screen, and chuckled, "Your wallpaper is a couple's photo, is it your girlfriend?"

Qi Heng was taken aback, unsure how to respond.

After hesitating for a moment, just as he was about to deny it, Cui Qingyu added, "This girl looks familiar. If I remember correctly, she's the number one beauty at the Imperial Academy..."

He paused for two seconds, then said the name, "Shen Guining."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qu Yanci's expression froze for a moment.

Qi Heng never expected that a wallpaper would attract so much attention.

Cui Qingyu, seemingly curious, asked, "Is Miss Shen your girlfriend?"

Qi Heng quickly clarified, "No, we're just friends."

Cui Qingyu raised an eyebrow, "Who uses a photo of an ordinary friend as their screensaver?"

Qi Heng disliked discussing private matters in front of outsiders, so he awkwardly changed the subject, "Weren't you looking for your phone?"

Cui Qingyu stopped talking. "Sorry, I was just a little curious, so I asked a few more questions."

Qi Heng said softly, "It's nothing."

Qu Yanci's eyes were dark and cold as he looked at his face.

Upon closer inspection, I realized I had seen it on Hong Kong Island.

That day at the school gate, I saw him talking to Shen Guining.