Transmigrated Into the Film King’s Little Wife

Chapter 8:

Xi Jiameng was crying, looking at Liang Wen's back, she was in a daze.

Liang Wen almost wanted to scold her. I don't know what kind of relationship Xi Jiameng has found, but he insisted on coming here to obstruct her eyes.

Said who loves so and so. Whether Xi Jiameng is good or bad, it has nothing to do with her.

Where did Xi Jiameng want to be on the stage with her, she was clearly not reconciled to her having such a good opportunity.

After calming down, Liang Wen changed into a long-sleeved dance skirt and stood in the center of the venue.

Act I, Scene 1: A Stranger Way to Subjugation.

Neighboring Nanling invaded, and the soldiers approached the capital of Dayong. The harem was in chaos, the king committed suicide, and both the queen and concubine committed suicide. The court maid maikos fled in panic and died at the hands of the enemy soldiers one after another.

Maiko Lier panicked and fell under a red horse. The King of Nanling was condescending and raised his lower jaw with a whip. Li'er has a beautiful face and a graceful figure. The King of Nanling was tempted, dragged her behind his horse, and brought her back to the country in a show of strength.

In this plot, apart from the group dance that interprets the panic and panic in the subjugated harem, the King of Nanling and Li'er have a duet dance.

Mei Zhou and his choreographer assistant first danced together for a section, and then broke down the movements, one step at a time, and the essence of the movements and the emotions injected.

Liang Wen took it down silently with a nervous mind.

The duration of the dance drama is as short as one hour and as long as two hours. Dancers need to memorize a lot of movements and must have extraordinary memory.

Fortunately, the original owner has good qualifications and solid basic skills. Liang Wen only watched it once, and she basically knew the movements by heart.

I'm afraid that such a person is serious.

When I saw it for the first time, one side was amazed, while the other side was terrified. The kingship and beauty, born plundering, could not resist.

Liang Wen was forced to lift her chin, and only glanced at King Nanling, then trembled violently, her eyelashes trembling like chaff.

Mei Zhou watched and nodded frequently. Liang Wen has a good understanding of Li'er's heart, and she can also express it externally with her eye movements.

The male Ling Wang is played by Qin Yue. He is not very old, and his appearance is still that of a creamy boy. No matter how he looks at it, he doesn't look like the insolent and terrifying Nanling King.

The two danced together for the first time today, and he didn't put on makeup. Seeing Liang Wen suddenly enter the role of maiko, he couldn't help giving his partner a compliment in his heart.

King Nanling jumped off his horse, his tall body cast a huge and terrifying shadow on Li'er. Li'er shrunk into a ball, tremblingly stretched out her left hand, and suddenly retracted it quickly as if being scalded by a shadow. Not reconciled, she stretched out her right hand again, just as the tip of her finger touched the shadow, her figure froze, like a delicate flower withered, and suddenly lost its vitality.

The King of Nanling stepped on haughty steps, turned behind Li'er, folded his arms together, and dragged her into his arms. Li'er was like a puppet, allowing King Nanling to pull to the left and push to the right without any resistance.

The music director of "Maiko" Xiang Qing's eyes lit up, and she said to Mei Zhou in a low voice: "This time, the style of my composition is weird, and the drums use a lot of land. But the drums change while they are constant, and there are rules in the change. It's hard to master. It's really good that the Li'er you found has such an ability to control the rhythm of the field."

Mei Zhou smiled, "It's pretty good."

After a practice session, two hours passed. Finally, I rehearsed the first pas de deux and the group dance thoroughly. Liang Wen and Qin Yue went to rest.

Xi Jiameng dragged Qinyue's B corner, Zhao Qi, to find Mei Zhou together.

"Mr. Mei Zhou, we want to dance this section again. Please guide me with Director Xiang Qing."

Mei Zhou: "Okay. Come on."

Liang Wen wiped her sweat and looked over quietly.

When the music started, Zhao Qi lifted his clothes and jumped off the horse, and took two steps forward.

Mei Zhou stopped immediately, "Nanling King, why are you so anxious?"

Zhao Qi's face suddenly turned red. Xi Jiameng comforted in a low voice, "It's okay. Listen to Teacher Mei Zhou first."

Mei Zhou strode up to Zhao Qi, "You are the king, the king of the victorious country. She is a trickster, the slave of the defeated country, and she is someone you can **** as you please."

He pointed at Xi Jiameng, "She is already in your pocket, your attitude must be arrogant and cold-blooded."

Zhao Qi was still young, and after being pointed out by Mei Zhou, his subsequent actions became even more flustered.

Don't look at Mei Zhou's usual smile, but once he enters the rehearsal field, his whole aura becomes sharp. If anyone does not do the right movements or has an inappropriate expression, he will be punished if he is pulled over.

Zhao Qi was told several times in a row, Mei Zhou couldn't speak anymore, he shook his hand and asked him to go down to rest and figure it out for a while.

Xi Jiameng bit her lip and walked up to Mei Zhou.

Seeing her like this, Liang Wen knew what tricks she was going to do again.

Xi Jiameng frowned, her eyes were full of pity, and she almost rubbed the hands of flies.

"Teacher Mei Zhou. I know that this request is a bit too much...I want to ask Brother Qin Yue to dance with me once. Just once."

Liang Wen narrowed her eyes, with a sarcasm on her lips.

Under normal circumstances, after the A corners have finished training, the B corners can go on stage to practice. Actors or dancers with high qualifications don't even want corner B to watch. One is that I am afraid that the skills will be learned away, and the other is that the B role has to develop his own performance style, so as not to be affected by the A role.

Fortunately, Xi Jiameng wanted to dance with corner A directly.

Poor Haw can win it all? This trick worked really well.

When she said this, all the other dancers looked over.

Mei Zhou was a little embarrassed, originally he did not agree with Xi Jiameng being the heroine's B role. One is that her basic skills are poor, and the other is that she is already half of the entertainment industry, and the time is uncertain. If she can't find time for the performance later and delays the important event, wouldn't it be nonsense? !

However, he had a hard relationship with him, so he went directly to Lao Xing.

He smiled, "Jia Meng, why don't you ask Qin Yue to see if he has rested?"

Seeing Mei Zhou let go, Xi Jiameng bowed and thanked, then ran to Qin Yue, "Senior brother, can you take me to dance once. Zhao Qi's feeling has never been right, and so have I..."

Having said that, she lowered her voice, "I can't dance well."

Liang Wen stood up, and said coolly, "You are a weird co-author, Zhao Qi delayed you."

Then why did you comfort others just now?

White lotus flower.

"Wenwen, you..." Xi Jiameng's eye circles were red again after being stunned.

Qin Yue didn't want to offend anyone, and when he was about to agree, Liang Wen walked up to Zhao Qi and stretched out his hand, "Come on, let's practice together once."

Zhao Qi was startled, "Wenwen, it's not suitable. Besides, I'm not in the right shape today, and I haven't danced well. Don't waste your time."

Liang Wen likes honest people, she winked her eyes, "Everyone can dance with the A corner, so can you."

Zhao Qi was still hesitating, but Liang Wen directly grabbed his hand and pulled him up from the ground.

Seeing this scene, Xi Jiameng felt a slight pain in her chest.

Is Liang Wen planning to fight her to the end?

Qin Yue said with great interest, "Jia Meng, let's watch them dance first."

Xi Jiameng had no choice but to stand aside and wait.

Seeing this, Mei Zhou stroked her chin and asked someone to play music.

The sound of the drum went from far to near, Liang Wen prostrated herself on the ground, shrinking her body and feet, while Zhao Qi was facing her, condescending.

The drum beat three times in a row, and Liang Wen raised her head tremblingly, slowly and slowly. When Zhao Qi saw her eyebrows and eyes clearly, she was suddenly sucked in by the sadness and helplessness in her eyes.

right! He is the king, the king of iron and blood. He only has cities and wealth in his eyes, and he has never been an ant like Li'er.

Zhao Qi stretched out his arms and shook the sky, the world belongs to him, not to mention the maiko in front of him. She should tremble, she should cry, she should prostrate for me.

Perhaps it was Liang Wen's emotions that drove him, and Zhao Qi's subsequent movements became more and more insane, with every step he stepped on, he felt that he was alone.

Mei Zhou nodded and smiled.

better!

After the game, although Zhao Qi's movements were less clean than Qin Yue's, at least he was in good condition. Just practice later.

Liang Wen smiled, "Zhao Qi, not bad."

Zhao Qi pursed his lips, his eyes brightened, "Thank you, Wenwen."

Liang Wen waved her hand, "It's easy to talk about."

When everyone looked at Xi Jiameng again, something was wrong.

Zhao Qi is not good at dancing. The same him, dancing with different female dancers, how could the effect be so different.

Whose problem is it, everyone will know at a glance.

Xi Jiameng naturally has no face to ask Qin Yue to take her to dance again.

However, Liang Wen still admired her cheekiness.

Xi Jiameng walked up to Zhao Qi, with a look of envy like a little white rabbit, "You danced really well just now."

Zhao Qi smiled faintly, "You have to work hard."

Xi Jiameng pursed her lips, hearing the trace of disdain in his words. .

After lunch break, rehearsals continued. At four or five in the afternoon, the first day of rehearsal ends.

When Liang Wen got home, she fell asleep with her head covered. After getting enough sleep, I got up to cook rice porridge, mixed a vegetable salad, and had a refreshing dinner.

After eating, take a walk upstairs and downstairs to eliminate food. At this time, there was a ding-dong sound at the door, followed by footsteps.

Liang Wen walked around to the kitchen calmly and took out a kitchen knife.

Ying Shunchen bent over to slip on his shoes, raised his head and saw his little daughter-in-law was holding a knife, sharpening it towards him...

Seeing that it was him, Liang Wen turned around as if nothing had happened, and put the knife back in the kitchen.

hiss. soy Mujer!

Ying Shunchen took off his coat and lay down on the sofa very relaxed.

Liang Wen came out to have a look.

Tsk. Territory is occupied.

Ying Shunchen closed his eyes, and his long eyelashes cast a shadow. There was a hint of fatigue on the pretty side face.

"..." Liang Wen raised her foot and stepped back quietly, preparing to go back to her room and prepare for tomorrow's rehearsal.

As soon as he turned around, a slightly hoarse voice sounded from behind: "Tomato noodles. Thank you!"

Liang Wen froze, slowly stood up straight, and turned around suddenly, just in time to meet the eyes of this display husband.

It was clear and cold, and she even saw a trace of... hope in it.

What the hell?

He ran over without a word, first occupied her nest, and then asked him to cook...

wrong. This seems to be his den as well.

I gave her 500,000 before...

Liang Wen gritted her teeth, "Do you add vinegar?"

The corners of Ying Shunchen's lips curled up, "Add!"

Liang Wen returned to the kitchen, found a pink tomato from the refrigerator, first put it in a pot to fry the sweet and sour red sauce, then took out the thin noodles and boiled them in ice water to rinse.

When the two are mixed, the white noodles are poured with pink tomato juice, and the flavor-enhancing shallots are added. A simple and flavorful tomato noodle is ready.

Liang Wen sniffed it, and felt that it was quite a deal.

Ying Shunchen walked over pulling his slippers.

Liang Wen looked over with black lines on her face.

He was wearing her pink bunny slippers on his feet. The rabbit ears are long and wipe the ground. His heel also scraped the ground and didn't fit at all.

As if nothing had happened, Ying Shunchen sat down and picked up chopsticks to eat.

Liang Wen sat across from her and paused, "There's nothing here, why don't you stay in a hotel?"

No slippers, no pajamas, no toothbrush and toothpaste. Although this house is big, there is no trace of the male owner.

In fact, the important thing is that the two are called husband and wife, but in fact they are only a little more familiar than strangers.

Ying Shunchen ate all the soup and noodles slowly, wiped his mouth with a tissue, and then looked up at Liang Wen.

"Go left and deliver all of these in a while."

Liang Wen: "??!"

"Your cooking skills are not bad. Remember not to add green onions next time. I'm not used to it." After he finished speaking, he put the bowls and chopsticks back into the sink, turned on the faucet, and started to wash them.

Liang Wen stammered, "You...you mean, you want to live here?"

Ying Shunchen didn't even look back, "I'm your husband, I don't live here, where do I live?"