Three whole days.

Meng Ke and Yu Jirui didn't take half a step out of the room, and the script of Qingyu Nian was finally completed at six o'clock in the morning of the fourth day.

Rubbing his bloodshot pupils, Meng Ke stretched and opened the window on the balcony.

A cool morning breeze blew in his face, which couldn't help but lift Meng Ke's spirits, he couldn't help but close his eyes, and took a deep breath against the wind.

The burden on his shoulders was finally solved, and he believed that the choice he made was correct and meaningful, and that words, music, movies, the path he set for himself, no matter what hardships he had to pay, he had to do it.

Turn around.

On the rocking chair in the living room, Yu Jirui, who had fluffy hair, had already fallen asleep, and her cheeks were covered with a large tome of "New Interpretations of Script Creation".

Meng Ke quietly took the book away.

Under the book, a large, round eye is revealed, which hangs playfully on the bridge of Yu Jirui's nose.

There is a hint of playfulness in the bookish atmosphere.

The warm morning sun shines on Yu Jirui's body through the balcony, and the whole person looks gentle and graceful, the white pajamas are like snow, and the clouds are light and light in the haze.

The skirt of the pajama dress was also dragged to the floor by Yu Jirui.

A pale cyan ribbon is tied around his waist.

Soft as boneless.

Ying Ying's waist, with three thousand green silk, finally reflects the pair of straight and slender legs.

Meng Ke couldn't help but take several deep breaths, forcibly suppressing the heat in his heart.

The Adam's apple tumbles over.

Just about.

At this time, Yu Jirui turned over, and her delicate pretty face happened to meet Meng Ke's eyes, and she didn't know what kind of dream she had.

Yu Jirui actually stretched out her little tongue and licked her lips.

It's okay, it's clicking, the corners of your mouth are clicking.

Live like a hungry kitten.

Bang bang bang.

It's really a heart-pounding feeling.

Meng Ke swore an oath.

It's really not something he can control.

Slowly get closer.

Bend over.

A dragonfly kiss in the water.

Meng Ke really just wanted to get a little bit of water at first, and he swore that he would never make an inch.

A manly man, you can't take advantage of others' danger, although you have been hungry for others a long time ago, but you really can't do this.

Everyone must have eaten cherries.

Sweet or not?

Is it sour or not?

Yu Jirui gave Meng Ke the feeling of being like a cherry, with a faint sour taste in the sweetness, beautiful to the sky, and then this beauty, Meng Ke didn't want to leave easily.

He was greedy.

He didn't want to just drop the water.

He wanted to stay a little longer.

And then.

Meng Ke saw a pair of eyes that slowly opened, like clear water and clouds.

"You...... What are you doing?" asked Yu Jirui softly, she didn't seem to be waking up yet.

"Haha, that, you have mosquitoes on your lips. Meng Ke hurriedly retreated.

"Mosquitoes?"

"No, no, you have dirt on your lips?"

"Dirty?"

"Okay, okay, I'll have a showdown, your lipstick makeup is over, I'll help you sort it out. ”

……

……

Delivered as promised.

A complete version of the script of celebrating more than one year was neatly placed in front of Wei Shu's table.

To be honest, Wei Shu was still a little surprised, and read it carefully, and the first feeling was that this was really a script written in three days?

Are you sure it's been there for a long time?

But Wei Shu's calls from film and television companies are all very accidental, there will definitely be no author, idle and boring, not finished, let's get the adapted script out first.

Neurotic!

"Mr. Wei, this script is only the first script of Qingyu, you should know that the creative story line of the network is generally relatively lengthy, and it is impossible to condense it into a drama, if the management likes it, you can create the first one first, and decide whether to continue to invest in the ratings. Meng Ke introduced very seriously.

Wei Shu nodded.

Lay out the script and put it in your hand: "This is the result of your creation in three days?"

Meng Ke didn't speak.

Yu Jirui said: "Mr. Wei, maybe you don't believe it, but this is really created by Meng Ke in three days, and I just served tea and water on the side and did some service work." In three days, he slept less than eight hours, and this script is the result of a lot of hard work, so please be sure to ......"

Raised his hand to interrupt Yu Jirui's words.

Wei Shu smiled: "Xiaoyu, don't worry, you are the responsible editor of Qing Yu Nian, and I am also the owner of Qing Yu Nian, where is my own reason, when I negotiate with the management later, I will definitely go all out." As long as you have confidence, then I have confidence, let's work together to launch a really popular and popular conscience drama for the online literature platform. ”

There was a pause.

After carefully looking at the state of Yu Jirui and Meng Ke, Wei Shu added: "Xiao Yu, this mission has been completed very well, give you a day off, go home and have a good rest." And Meng Ke, I can't continue to seal it for more than one year, I've received a lot of calls here, my brother really can't bear it, eight o'clock tonight. At eight o'clock today at the latest, you have to update a chapter, and the platform will also cooperate with you to issue an announcement to explain, but you have to be mentally prepared, the group has the group's considerations, and you can't really slap yourself in the face. ”

"I understand this, Mr. Wei, don't worry, I know in my heart, I will definitely update it at night, and I will also send a single chapter, just say that it is to revise Qingyu Nian, and prepare for the future adaptation and publication. Meng Ke said with a smile.

Adapt?

Publication?

"You're such a little fox. Wei Shu looked at the time on his wrist, "It's not early, let's go, I'm also going to prepare to meet the management." ”

"Alright, let's go. Meng Ke greeted Yu Jirui and muttered in a low voice, "Do you have a well-fitting cheongsam?"

"What are you doing?" Yu Jirui was stunned.

"I'll put it on when I get home today. Meng Ke said.

"Don't. "How could Yu Jirui listen to Meng Ke.

"Obedient, we have to wish Mr. Wei a victory, very smart. ”

If you wear a cheongsam, you can win, but if you wear a purple Nene, will you win?

It really is.

It's boring enough!

But after Yu Jirui left Wei Shu's office, she thought about it and really asked Meng Ke: "Is it very effective?"

"Huh?"

"Wear a cheongsam. ”

“……？”

"I'll wear it as long as it works, you're busy with yours, I'll go buy a cheongsam." After Yu Jirui finished speaking, she walked outside the company, the editor on vacation did not have to sit on duty, just walked out a few steps, and immediately turned back, "The script is finished, don't go to my house again, the cooperation is over." ”

"Hey, don't be so ruthless. Meng Ke said bitterly.

"Ruthless?" Yu Jirui turned her back, pouted, and muttered to herself, "If you are not ruthless, I am sure how much tofu will be made of you, the makeup of the lipstick is over, do you need to tidy up your mouth......?"