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Lao Ai

The extraordinary man who was recorded in the Records of the Grand Historian by Sima Qian because of his special skill is known to every Chinese man.

In his past life, when Jiangnan was partying in bars, he often boasted to beautiful women, "I accidentally obtained a secret manual, which contains the secret techniques of Lao Ai. I have been practicing it for many years and have never met a worthy opponent. Seeing you today, I feel that we must have been destined in a past life."

So when Jiangnan saw the words floating above his head through the mirror, he immediately uttered the word "薅" silently.

It's a bit of a pity!

The text was fragmented, and the large section of text that followed did not appear. Therefore, even though Jiangnan responded promptly, it only stirred a tingling sensation in her lower abdomen.

From the inside out, and then from the outside in.

And then... and then, that was it.

This is far less intense than the previous times when the cheat code modified him. Hmm, this must be related to the fact that he didn't actually get the role of "Lao Ai".

Thinking of this, Jiangnan, who was sitting cross-legged in the rehearsal room dedicated to the 93 performance class, looked at Chen Kaige with a somewhat ardent gaze.

"Director Chen, I don't care how rubbish your 'The Emperor and the Assassin' is, but the character of Lao Ai in the movie has to be mine!"

"Huh..."

Sitting in the chair, Chen Kaige held the film script written by Wang Peigong in his hand, looking at it with a critical eye, and suddenly felt very uncomfortable.

It's like being watched by someone...

However, when he looked up, he found that everything was normal in the fairly large rehearsal room, and everyone was looking down at the script.

擦…

How could this happen?

Chen Kaige pondered for a moment, then felt somewhat confused.

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No. 13, Heizhima Hutong

Wang Fei bought it.

It covers an area of ​​425 square meters, with a building area of ​​216 square meters. It has all the main and auxiliary buildings, including the main gate, the rear building, the hanging flower gate, the east and west wing rooms, the main house, the covered corridor, and the rear building.

What made Wang Fei happiest was that not only was this courtyard house eligible for renovation, but the bathroom had also been repaired.

  

They exist in the front yard, the middle yard, and the back yard.

I'm in a good mood!

In the afternoon, after completing the property transfer, Wang Fei gave the real estate agent an extra 500 yuan in service fees.

no way!

She loved this courtyard house so much that as soon as she got the keys, she found a cleaning service through a real estate agency to clean it. The cleaning service worked from evening until 9 p.m.

Feeling that it was about time, Wang Fei paid the cleaning staff and then strolled alone to the entrance of the Central Academy of Drama, where she sat next to a barbecue stall, waiting for Jiang Nan to finish class.

"Ding ding ding..."

The phone rang suddenly; Wang Fei had just sat down at the Muslim barbecue stall when her phone rang in her pocket.

"Feed..."

"Ah Fei, it's me."

I'm going to Beijing with Yang Minghuang first thing tomorrow morning. Didn't you want to record your first Mandarin album at Baihua Recording Studio?

Now, I will grant your wish!

However, there are two difficulties. First, including "Sky", only 8 songs have been included so far. You can ask Jiang Nan if he can write two more for you.

Secondly, we need to contact the band ourselves.

In the early 90s, making a phone call from Hong Kong to Beijing was considered an international long distance. Even though Chen Jiaying was wealthy and had Cinepoly Records as a backer, she still couldn't have a long phone conversation.

When it came to serious matters, it was like firing a gun, bang bang bang…; once the serious matters were finished, she hung up the phone immediately.

Wang Fei stared blankly at her phone.

What did Chen Jiaying talk about with me just now?

Just then, Wang Fei heard someone knocking on the dining table.

"Clang, clang..."

"Oh, you've arrived! Please have a seat, it's on me today!"

Looking up and seeing Zhu Yuanyuan, Tang Xu, and Li Naiwen, Wang Fei smiled happily. She stopped worrying about what Chen Jiaying had talked about with her earlier, moved her stool aside, and let them sit next to her.

"Fei-jie, are you waiting for Jiangnan?"

Zhu Yuanyuan's words were somewhat sarcastic.

Nobody's a fool.

I figured it out a long time ago.

Recently, whenever she has free time, Wang Fei often hangs around the entrance of the Central Academy of Drama. Sometimes, she can sit on the roof of the Jingxiu Restaurant for an entire day.

Normally, he has no expression.

When she sees Jiangnan return, she jumps and skips down from the roof and invites him to the Jingxiu Restaurant for a meal and a chat.

"Yes, that's exactly what I've been waiting for, Jiangnan!"

There was nothing to be embarrassed about. With a snap of her fingers, she ordered Mr. Ma, the owner of the Hui Muslim barbecue stall, to bring over the lamb skewers and spicy crayfish. Wang Fei then took out a box of Marlboro cigarettes from her pocket and tossed it onto the table.

Li Naiwen and Tang Xu were both smokers, and this pack of cigarettes was prepared for them.

"Hehe... Fei-jie, you're so generous!"

Li Naiwen was overjoyed. He tore open the packaging, and two cigarettes popped out. He handed one to Tang Xu, kept one in his own mouth, and put the rest into his pocket.

The movements are so smooth and natural!

"What about Jiangnan?"

Knowing that the four of them often rehearsed together, Wang Fei was curious to see only three of them now.

"She's writing a leave request!" Zhu Yuanyuan said.

"Jiangnan received a page from Boss Chen, saying that he was flying to Hong Kong tomorrow and then heading to Taipei early the day after tomorrow to shoot a music video for some song." Li Naiwen knew this wasn't a secret, so he told Wang Fei everything.

"Um…"

Wang Fei seemed to be deep in thought.

Whether it's "Walking Nine Times on Zhongxiao East Road," "Single Love Song," or "The First Tear" and "New Divide," they are currently performing very well on the charts in Hong Kong, Taiwan, mainland China, and Japan, and it's time to make music videos for them.

But I always feel like something's not quite right...

"What are you thinking about?"

After writing the leave request, Jiangnan ran out of the school and looked up to see Wang Fei sitting alone on a stool, lost in thought. So, he waved his hand in front of her eyes.

"hey-hey…"

Seeing Jiangnan come over, and Li Naiwen, Tang Xu, and Zhu Yuanyuan very tactfully going to the table next to them, Wang Fei smiled happily.

"I didn't want to live with my mom because she always nags me, so I bought a courtyard house in Heizhima Hutong."

From now on, we'll be neighbors.

I will come over to visit you often, and you can come to my house often too. I have made full use of the south room and decorated it into a music room.

My brother took all the musical instruments I had kept in the coal mine's cultural troupe compound—piano, drum set, guitar, keyboard, bass, and so on—all of them.

That way, when you're composing music, you don't need to go to the Liufang Hotel; you can just come to my house.

After speaking, Wang Fei took out two keys from her bag, kept one for herself, and handed the other to Jiang Nan.

Jiang Nan glanced at the key, then looked up at Wang Fei, and almost without thinking, she accepted the key.

Let's not talk about anything else!

Before 2000, Jiangnan, which only planned to focus on developing its music scene, really needed a place to practice the piano.

Of course, Jiang Nan wouldn't use Wang Fei's house for nothing; he planned to give Wang Fei, who was about to record her first Mandarin album, a very different song.

"Sister Fei..."

"Um?"

Have you seen the American movie called "The Graduate"?

"I've seen it!"

The lamb skewers arrived, and Wang Fei chatted with Jiangnan while eating skewers and drinking beer.

"There's a song in it, based on a British folk song, called 'Scarborough Fair/Canticle,' have you heard it?"

"I've heard of it, but isn't this song supposed to be an anti-war song?" Wang Fei blinked her big eyes, seemingly uninterested in the song.

"Yes!

Paul Simon did add a lot of anti-war elements to it, but that's not the point. The point is that I want you to cover the original version of the British folk song "Scarborough Fair".

Then I rearranged the music.

The intro features a flowing harp arpeggio, followed by sustained strings, a misty synthesizer, and a gentle guitar introduction. There are no vocals, prioritizing the overall atmosphere.

In the verse section, the guitar, harp, and faint bass are prominently featured, the vocals are gently laid out, and the strings only provide very soft sustained notes as accompaniment.

In the chorus, the string orchestra unfolds in full force, with multiple layers of harmonies and vocals overlapping, and the harp's rapid arpeggios flowing...

Wang Fei is not just a singer; in a sense, she is a singer-songwriter who can compose music, write lyrics, and has also tried arranging her own music.

So when Jiangnan dictated the arrangement of the song "Scarborough Fair," everyone else around her was completely confused, but this beautiful woman became more and more excited as she listened.

At the end, he pulled out 300 yuan from his pocket and slammed it onto the dining table.

"Boss, this is the bill for my friend and me for these two tables. We'll refund any overpayment and collect any underpayment. We'll settle the details with you tomorrow."

After saying that, without waiting for Mr. Ma, the owner of the Hui Muslim barbecue stall, to agree or not, she grabbed Jiang Nan's hand and pulled him up from his seat.

Come on, come home with me!

I'm recording a song tomorrow, so let's finalize the arrangement first.

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The Central Academy of Drama is about 800 meters away from No. 13 Heizhima Hutong.

Wang Fei is tall and has long legs, and Jiang Nan is also tall and has long legs. In less than 5 minutes, the two of them ran to the entrance of the courtyard.

Wang Fei took out her key, opened the door, and pushed Jiang Nan inside. There were streetlights in the alley, but not in the house. Jiang Nan was getting used to the darkness when suddenly, a pair of red lips kissed her.

"Jiangnan..."

"Um?"

"Take me! Take me right here!"