Wei Zhanchai chased Simon out, and the two of them came to a training room next door, which was only half the area. The girl first looked at it. There was no stand here, except for the bar used to press the legs by the wall, it was empty and there was not even a chair. She suddenly felt a little hesitant.

Simon walked in and said, "I can just stand and watch."

When the girl heard Simon say this, she followed in and found that two burly bodyguards behind her, with cold faces, also followed in, and subconsciously accelerated some steps to come to the man.

Simon waved at the two bodyguards, and they looked around and exited the door again, and pulled the door up.

The soundproofing room suddenly seemed empty and quiet. It leaned against the rod beside the wall from the west and looked at the girl in front of her: "So, what are you going to dance to show me?"

Even though many people were next door, Wei Canchao's face was still a little red at this time. However, he took out a walkman from his bag, looked up and handed it to Simon, and tried to look straight into the man's eyes and said boldly: "Mr. Westeros, you have given us so many names about the Book of Songs, and you must be very familiar with it, why don't you guess?"

Simon took the walkman handed over by the girl, knew it should be the soundtrack, and pointed to the shoulder bag on her shoulder, indicating that she could also hand it over to herself, while still smiling: "Of course it's OK to guess, but if I can't guess it, I might be angry, what should I do?"

Wei Chanchai also handed Simon the bag, and his bright eyes were still looking at the man. Perhaps because of the gentle smile, although his heartbeat was inexplicably pounding, he did not feel nervous at all. He blurted out in a strange way: "If you can't guess it, Mr. Westeros...will do what you want, but I believe you can guess it."

Simon nodded: "Okay, I'll take a look."

Wei Zhancai took off his shoes again, walked to the center of the practice room, nodded to him, and Simon pressed the play button of the Walkman.

The soothing flute sounded.

It should be recorded directly with a Walkman. The sound quality is very rough, but it is hard to hide the skills in it. There is a faint sorrow in leisure.

Not far away.

The graceful girl, in a retro white gauze dress, stood slightly tiptoeing, and slowly stretched and raised her arms, like a girl who had just woken up after a long time in spring, and like a reed gradually blooming in the wilderness.

Innocence, romantic.

And all kinds of expectations for the world.

The sound of the flute trembled slightly.

The wind is coming.

The girl in her youth, the first-haired reeds, danced lightly.

Simon smiled and leaned against the wall and held the pole, holding the walkman in his hand, admiring the graceful dance of the girl in the venue, and curling her lips.

*...

*The reeds are green and the white dew turns into frost.

*The so-called beauty is on the side of the water.

*...

On the other hand, Chen Qing introduced the girls' future work and life, answered some questions, announced her disbandment, and then called Li Youhu to her side.

He also looked at Li Youhu's casual outfit with some dissatisfaction. Chen Qing didn't say anything, but said, "Youhu, you can prepare for the next two days and go to see Director Li next week. If there is no objection there, you need to continue to take acting classes until the filming of "Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon" starts."

Li Youhu nodded obediently, not daring to show his arrogant side in front of Chen Qing, but asked: "Sister Chen, that, is the performance class here or the downtown area of ​​New York?"

"Here, I specially hired a performance teacher for you. In addition, you can't let go of your dancing skills, because there will be many action scenes in the future."

Li Youhu wanted to speak but stopped: "Then..."

Chen Qing knew what she asked and said, "Of course you pay for the performance teacher yourself, but your salary should be enough, or, if you don't want to, I think others would be happy to accept the role."

"No, no," Li Youhu shook his head quickly, thought for a while, and said, "Sister Chen, can I invite a teacher from China, that is, Teacher Qin from the Central Academy of Drama. I have talked to her and she is very happy to come."

Chen Qing was puzzled: "Hmm?"

Li Youhu raised his hand and gestured: "Sister Chen, you know, I have a bad English, so it shouldn't be easy to find a Chinese performance teacher here, and, well..."

Chen Qing was also a smart person and continued: "Cheap?"

"……yes."

After graduating from the Affiliated High School of Dance Academy, Li Youhu and Chen Xingwei directly joined the Oriental Song and Dance Troupe. They were far less professional than Chen Qing’s graduate from abroad. If they wanted to take a performance class here, the first obstacle was language.

Secondly, of course it is also related to money.

Even if she hadn't had direct contact, the girls knew that labor in the United States was very expensive, and the money for performance classes was exactly what Li Youhu needed to pay for it himself. Of course, he could save as much as possible. He had been in Beijing for about a month. When she left, she gave a red envelope of 2,000 yuan for Teacher Qin. Later, from the other party's eager attitude, Li Youhu realized that she was obviously a big shot.

I didn't regret it, but instead had a different thought.

2,000 yuan is only about $240. She is sure that it is unlikely that the United States will find a performance teacher, not to mention $240, not to mention $2,400. If Teacher Qin can continue to come and teach her, even if she improves a little, it will undoubtedly be the best choice.

Chen Qing guessed Li Youhu's thoughts, but did not nod: "Youhu, if you plan to develop in the long term in performance, I agree with a long-term performance teacher. However, this time is not the time to save money. I will go to see the director next Monday. After passing, you need to start class immediately. I will help you find a teacher who can speak Chinese. Of course, you can continue to contact Teacher Qin."

Li Youhu paused and said, "Sister Chen, I mean, can't you help?"

"Help Teacher Qin get a visa?"

"Um."

"cannot."

Chen Qing threw out two words lightly, turned around and walked out of the large practice room. When she came to the corridor, she saw two bodyguards standing on the left and right at the door of the practice room next door. Lin Su was also guarding outside, talking to Ms. Liu, who had not left, so she walked forward and asked, "Is the boss not finished yet?"

Lin Su glanced at the door with a slightly strange expression and shook her head.

Chen Qing walked over and raised her hand, but still didn't knock it. She turned around and saw both women looking at her, shrugging, and then looked at Ms. Liu: "Sister Liu, don't stop here, go back first."

Ms. Liu was not the kind of person with a weak personality, insisted: "I want to wait and say hello to Mr. Westeros."

"No," Chen Qing did not discuss and continued to drive people: "And, the boss may go to the villa tonight," said Chen Qing, thinking of something, came forward, looked closer, looked at Ms. Liu's face, and then said: "It's not bad, but Ms. Liu, you still need to take care of it."

As she said that, she ignored the other party, Chen Qing took out her cell phone from her bag. A moment later, she and Lin Su's maid Lily Farville appeared. Chen Qing explained that Farville left with Ms. Liu, who was still a little unwilling but obeyed.

After everyone else disappeared, Chen Qing said to Lin Su: "Go, knock on the door."

Lin Su stood still: "Why don't you knock?"

"I dare not."

"You...I won't knock, either."

"Then wait. Anyway, I don't have so many things to talk to my boss, help my brother arrange study abroad, and help my hometown companies invest. Tsk tsk, in ancient times, you are the most disgusting relatives."

Lin Su simply ignored her.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, Chen Qing came forward and knocked on the door lightly.

There was a sentence inside, Chen Qing pushed the door open and saw Simon sitting cross-legged on the wooden floor of the practice room, holding a notepad in his hand writing and drawing, and Wei Canchao was next to him, and the girl had admiration in her expression. When she saw Chen Qing coming in, she just looked up at her and looked at her with fearlessness and looked at her again.

Chen Qing walked forward a little and saw a piece of stalk written by Simon quickly, and could only sigh.

Even without the halo of wealth and power, it would be too easy for the boss to pick up girls.

Just like someone around you at this moment.

If you like, it's okay to do anything here directly.

Chen Qing knocked in the door and came in. Simon knew that the time was almost the same. He quickly finished writing the last piece of music score, handed the notebook to the girl around him, and finally said, "Let's do it, you have to supplement the rest yourself. Well, this "Jiang Jia" has very important stage lighting. I will find some good lighting masters from Hollywood to help you design it. The costumes I just drew, which require lighter materials, but don't make them like poplar and willow catkins, because they will look frivolous."

Wei Chanda kept lit his head slightly, and his petite and pretty face had already reached Simon's side without realizing it. After the man finished speaking, he took the initiative to get closer and closer. Seeing that the man turned his head and looked over with a smile, he had no intention of refusing, so he took the initiative to kiss Simon on the cheek.

After parting, my pretty face turned red to my ears.

Simon recalled the cool touch that flashed on his cheeks and smiled, "Actually, I didn't shave today, would I thorn it?"

Wei Cancai shook his head.

In fact, she also noticed that, however, the man's appearance of a little stubble made her feel more in love.

Simon grabbed the girl's little hand and held it in her palm: "There are still many things today. I almost stopped working early because of you, the little goblin, which is not good."

Wei Cancai recovered slightly from his shyness just now, and then heared his eyes raised his head and looked at Simon again: "Boss, is it the weekend today?"

Chen Qing next to her raised her eyebrows slightly when she heard a certain title from the girl. She knew that it was Simon's reminder that the girl changed the name he liked more. She felt a little smell in her heart, but she didn't interrupt.

Simon said: "Yes, it's a pity that I have to work on weekends, but you guys."

Wei Zhancha hugged Simon's arm and his voice softly: "Would it be nice to be with my boss today? I promise not to disturb the boss's work."

"It's still not possible. You're by my side just disturbing my work, which is so distracting."

"No."

"Okay, let's talk about it next time I have time, I'll be good today."

"Um."

"Come on, kiss me again at the end, I felt good just now."

...

When two Blackhawk helicopters left the manor, the girls completely cut off some of their thoughts today and began to arrange this weekend.

The first thing that comes to mind is to go out and have a look.

After all, when I came to the United States, most people never thought of staying in this manor at the end of Long Island, and there seemed to be no restrictions in this regard.

However, after all, thinking about it is one thing, and taking action is another.

Let’s talk about the New York that everyone wants to go the most. It is more than 150 kilometers away. Yesterday, I took a bus from Kennedy International Airport to East Hampton for more than two hours, which was really troublesome.

Moreover, ask the waiter team around them that apart from not exploring the complete residence villa, they actually have a lot to do in the city of East Hampton.

For example, a private beach bordering the estate.

Can swim.
To be continued...