The Unexpected Rise Before My Exit from the Entertainment Industry

Chapter 148: Inspiration



Chapter 148

Qin Wei's suggestion, Gu Minghua supported with action, accompanying her walking around the flower fields to record the sound of the river flowing slowly, the shallow rustling sound of leaves blown by the wind. Gu Minghua also accidentally recorded the flapping sound of a bird's wings.

Gu Minghua took out the notebook and pen he carried with him, stood still and wrote something seriously, closing his eyes from time to time, and reaching out with one hand to play the piano he imagined, then picked up his pen again to carefully record.

It was obvious that inspiration had come, Gu Minghua was writing a song, Qin Wei did not disturb him, silently retreating to the side.

Having nothing to do for a while, Qin Wei took out her camera and took pictures of the scenery everywhere.

Raising the camera, what entered the frame was a pretty face.

"Click!"

Her hand disobeyed her will and subconsciously pressed the shutter button.

Qin Wei really felt she was going to suffocate, not only did she run into someone surnamed Qiao, but she also happened to point her camera at the other person, as if she really wanted to take pictures of her.

And it just so happened that the other person saw it and caught her red-handed.

Her hand was really lacking in discipline, how could it press the shutter without her brain's permission?

Qiao Sixiao's expression changed from puzzlement to dissatisfaction, then to indifference, and then she turned her head and left.

She was still angry, wasn't she???

Falling out with her was simply mental torture!!

Qin Wei was a little frantic, wishing she could walk over and kowtow to Qiao Sixiao and say "I'm sorry".

But the bottom line of being human prevented Qin Wei from doing so.

People still have to have dignity, she was a little wrong, but it was just a trivial matter, she wouldn't apologize without being given a way out.

......

Perhaps having lived in a high-pressure environment for a long time, suddenly returning to the countryside gave everyone an outlet to release pressure. At first, the artists were still trying hard to collect material from nature, but after an hour it became a spring outing, completely letting go of themselves.

The director who came along sighed, and his assistant immediately read his expression and asked, "Director, do you want me to go remind the artists of the work content?"

The director shook his head:

"It's good like this. Everyone has a relaxed and genuine smile on their face, which is also a kind of material for us when editing the video. Let them play freely, it's only the first day."

"Then why did you sigh?"

"I was thinking, while they are all quite excited, why don't we organize an activity like a bonfire party and let the artists show their talents. Editing that in will also increase quite a bit of click rate!"

...

When the sunset in the west, today's flower sea spring tour activity also ended, but the convoy did not rush to take them back to the inn, but went to a small square nearby. In peak season, various activities would be held here, and on weekdays it was vacant, so the director booked the venue and held a small evening party.

And the artists were all quite interested, mainly because competing for so long had numbed them, and they were all very happy to participate in anything slightly interesting.

Today as well.

Lighting a bonfire, everyone around it singing and dancing, when it burned halfway, the program team also prepared barbecue and all kinds of wine for them. Of course, considering the female artists' requirements for their figures, some salads were prepared for them to choose from.

Most people felt that they had played happily today and that a little indulgence now and then didn't matter, so they chose barbecue.

Of course there were exceptions. Qiao Sixiao only ate salad.

Everyone was used to this, after all she had self-discipline, and the others didn't dare make sarcastic remarks about her, let alone persuade her to eat with them.

After all, not every female artist chose to indulge a little. For example, Qin Wei, took out a bag of toast from her bag.

When she took it out, the others were stunned for a moment.

Did she bring her own rations when she went out?

But Qin Wei didn't think there was anything wrong with it. She took out a slice and bit it in her mouth, and casually took out another slice and handed it to Qiao Sixiao.

Everyone was screaming internally:

"There's no way Qiao Sixiao would eat carbs at night!!"

And then they saw Qiao Sixiao not even glance at her and turn her head away to eat her own food.

As expected, she didn't disappoint.

But Qin Wei was a little embarrassed. Under everyone's gaze, being rejected, she didn't know what to do with the hand holding the bread, whether to put it down or not.

Luckily, Youyou reacted quickly by taking away the bread while eating it and saying, "I'm hungry, I'll help myself."

Only then did Qin Wei breathe a sigh of relief. Looking at Qiao Sixiao, she really didn't know how long this resentment would last.

Hadn't she given her a way out? Why didn't she take it?

Were they no longer good friends...

After eating barbecue, not a few people drank a little wine. In short, everyone enjoyed the rare chance to relax here and didn't have the intention to leave yet. Taking this opportunity, the director suggested, "Why don't you show us some of your talents to liven up the atmosphere. The audience can also watch your performance then, and get to know each other better!"

This proposal was not difficult for them.

Since it was hard to decide the order, the director thought it should be fair, so he took out a drawing box.

Sun Tiantian was unfortunate to draw first.

Asking an actress with slight social anxiety and an introverted personality to open the show was quite difficult for her.

Just as Qin Wei was thinking of helping her, Youyou raised her hand, "I'll sing a song with Tiantian! Director, do we have a guitar?"

"Of course we do, this is a music show after all!"

Youyou hugged the guitar handed over by the director, sat down on a small stool, played the prelude, and Sun Tiantian knew what to sing.

"I'll always remember the summer wind

You clearly told me you loved me

I saw your cool smile

You also have shy times..."

It was a song called "Summer Wind" by senior Wen Lan that Sun Tiantian listened to often. Sometimes when applying a facial mask or brushing her teeth, she would unconsciously hum a few lines softly.

Singing familiar songs made her less nervous, plus Youyou softly sang along while playing the guitar. Sun Tiantian sang even more openly.

Sun Tiantian's pleasant voice coupled with her professional singing skills made it feel like a formal concert at the very beginning.

Moreover, listening to this song on a summer night was just right.

When the song ended, it was replaced by everyone's sincere applause.

Sun Tiantian bowed, then breathed a sigh of relief and hurried off stage.

Youyou randomly strummed the guitar strings, then asked, "Who's next?"

"Me."

Yan Jinyu raised her hand, then walked to the front generously.

Youyou asked her, "Singing while playing?"

Yan Jinyu nodded, and Youyou handed her the guitar.

"All the flowers have stopped blooming

Love became distant and clear

The sky was gloomy but love was joyful

I didn't understand that was called love back then..."

She sang Jay Chou's "Sea of Flowers". As soon as she opened her mouth, she demonstrated her solid foundation, and under her interpretation, the song became extraordinarily gentle. Everyone listened quietly until the end of the song. No one could bear to break the tranquil beauty in her singing voice. Only after the song ended did they applaud.

Such a song has no explosive stage effects, but possesses the power of gentleness that can soothe people’s hearts.

"Ah! Little Yu's singing is so nice to listen to!"

Someone couldn't help exclaiming.

People who can sing and play instruments are really charming, whether men or women.


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