Song Ci shook his head and looked away.

She wasn't threatened by her cheap parents!

What does it have to do with the little pitiful thing who begs for a life under the coercion of a tyrant?

She's just a little hungry, her stomach is empty, and she doesn't have the strength to fight with others.

That's it!

Song Cibian comforted himself, and continued absent-mindedly:

"The little boy gets help and gets through the difficulties, and soon leaves with his relatives or simply joins the army, and it is likely that he will not have time to say goodbye to the little girl. ”

The little girl got the news a little late, ran and shouted after the little boy who left, and accidentally fell on two falls; ”

Then, the two grew up separately and unexpectedly met in the Ge Ming team. For the sake of the common ideal, after hardships and sacrifices, the two deepened their understanding of each other, from looking at each other unpleasantly to sympathizing with each other, forming a deep friendship between Ge Ming, and recognizing and loving each other. ”

In the end, the war was won, and the young men and women who had grown up tied the knot, and the finale came to an end. ”

Song Ci clapped his hands, played the board, and looked up at the director and others to verify that the answer was correct or false.

The directors looked at each other.

Is their plot so old-fashioned? You know the end when you see the beginning? Can you even guess a four-year-old child thoroughly? What else is the audience watching!

No, isn't this kid a little too smart?

Makeup Zhang Jing stared at the little girl a few times, focusing on the junction between the skin and hair on her forehead sideburns, as well as the contrast of skin color under the chin, and looked for flaws without giving up.

She suspected that this was not a real four-year-old girl in front of her!

It's probably a dwarfism patient with an adult mindset in disguise!

Screenwriter Wang Nan pushed the heavy black-framed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and his pale face was a little dignified.

"You've got it all. ”

Her voice was a little hoarse, and then she opened the notebook she was clutching tightly, her eyes calm and faintly ashamed.

"This book is actually based on true deeds.,But it seems to have been adapted somewhat.,Problem.。 ”

She paused, and humbly asked for advice:

"I don't want to write a cookie-cutter story, that's a blasphemy against artistic creation. Do you have anything to teach me?"

Song Ci suddenly came back to his senses, and then secretly screamed bad!

She seems to have accidentally overdone it.

All she relies on is the plug-in of rebirth, how can she use the routine routines summarized by the massive dramas in later generations to find fault with the creative efforts of other screenwriters?

Simply, shamelessly.

She stood helplessly, with a small blood-red face, her mouth opening and closing, and her brain going blank for a moment.

"yes, I'm sorry, I didn't mean that. ”

As if he had been tormented for a whole century, Song Ci bent down apologically and apologized, his mind still buzzing.

The words of apology come out of the mouth, and it is easy to say them later.

She wasn't really a four-and-a-half-year-old after all, and the adult mind was ingrained in her.

"It's because I don't know that the sky is high and the earth is thick, and I'm talking nonsense!"

"Creation is serious. No matter how old-fashioned the story is, told by different people, it is also a new independent world. Just like there are no small roles, only small actors, there are no bad stories, only people who tell bad stories, and good creators can tell old-fashioned stories to flowers!"

"I'm really sorry, I deeply repent of my arrogance and ignorance, I know I was wrong. ”

Song Ci solemnly apologized and bowed deeply again.

You can hear pins falling in the house.

There was a lot of complexity on everyone's faces.

Everyone looked at the little girl in front of them who refused to get up for a long time, and they didn't know what to say for a while.

It's obviously a little bean ding who is not as tall as a chair, why is it like this, so ......

couldn't find a suitable adjective for a while, and everyone was even more entangled.

Even Song Chunan and Li Shengnan showed stunned expressions.

Is this still their daughter?

Although girls are naturally sweet and coaxing, this is too, too outrageous.

It's like a dream.

After a long time, the director got up, gently picked up the little girl who couldn't bow down, squatted in front of her, looked into her eyes and said:

"Song Ci, you are very smart, you also have a delicate and sensitive heart, you are willing to understand the difficulties of others, you are very kind, and you know that you can change your mistakes, which is very good. ”

"But Uncle told you, sometimes thinking too much will tire you. You're still a child, don't rush to grow up. Take it easy, even if you have your parents to help you in trouble, it doesn't matter if you are a little more willful. ”

"You're safe, don't be afraid. ”