"You wrote this script?" Sun Zhihao looked at Xiao Yao with some surprise, "I knew it was based on the plot of your MV, but I didn't expect you to write it." Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Info: Your screenwriting skills are so good?"

"No, I just had an idea. is like designing some small paragraphs in the plot, as well as funny baggage or something, and the writer is the screenwriter Feng Jingfeng. Xiao Yao waved his hand.

"can be used as the main framework, the plot of that MV is made up by yourself. Ye Jiaying interjected.

"No, I've also been a screenwriter. In fact, as long as you have a certain amount of writing skills, the script has a format, anyway, it's just such a way of writing, creativity, designing the plot and wanting to have baggage. Sun Zhihao smiled, "The main framework is yours, so this script is basically yours." Jiaying just found a ghostwriter for you. ”

"I know that Brother Bayi's literature is also very good. Sun Tingting took out the rice paper with Xiao Yao writing "Birds and Fish" in small block letters from her pocket, handed it to Sun Zhihao and said, "Dad, this is a poem that Brother Bayi just read to me." That's what he used to persuade me to go to the United States. He said that the poem was written by Rabindranath Tagore, but that it was not included in the published collection. You read a lot, look at it, is this a poem by Tagore?"

"Oh? Sun Zhihao took the rice paper with great interest and opened it. Hu Xuena on the side was also curious, leaned over his shoulder and looked at it together.

"Yo, this is really good!" Sun Zhihao first praised Xiao Yao's beautiful hand. Seeing that Xiao Siqi and Ye Jiaying were also looking at the piece of paper in their hands with curiosity, Sun Zhihao simply read it out directly: ""Birds and Fish", the farthest distance in the world, is not the same side of the world..."

After Sun Zhihao finished reading, the four elders present were shocked, and even Xiao Siqi, who was the least interested in literature, was speechless by this poem. All of a sudden, there was an eerie silence in the Xiao family's living room.

"Dad!" In the end, Sun Tingting broke the silence, after all, she had heard Xiao Yao read it once, and she had silently read it in her heart several times when Xiao Yao was writing, and she was about to memorize it. "Is this Tagore's poem?"

"Tagore, is this Tagore's poem?" Sun Zhihao was stunned when he heard this.

"Dad, I'm asking you, why are you asking me again. Sun Tingting shouted helplessly.

"I've read all of Tagore's poems, but there is no one, not even anything like this, I don't see anything to do with Tagore. Sun Zhihao finally reacted, looked at Xiao Yao and said, "You said that this poem was written by Tagore, where did you know that?"

"I also forgot," Xiao Yao could only helplessly spread his hands and said, "I remember that Tagore has a collection of poems called "Flying Birds"?"

"What year did 'Flying Birds' come out? Why don't I know. From his earliest first "Stories and Poems" in 1900 to his last "Birthday Collection" in the year of his death, I have read all his poetry collections, and obviously none of them are called "Flying Birds". Sun Zhihao said strangely.

"No, no, isn't it? "The Birds" is one of Tagore's most famous books in his previous life. Xiao Yao was also shocked in his heart. "Wait, 1900 to 1941, I damn it, won't I? The difference between the two worlds has made one of Tagore's most famous poetry collections almost gone?" Xiao Yao suddenly thought that although Tagore was born in the nineteenth century, all his works were published in the twentieth century, that is, the two worlds began to appear at different times. If memory serves, Tagore's Birds was published in 1916.

"Then have you ever heard the story of birds and fish?" Xiao Yao said unrelentingly.

"Tell me about it. Sun Zhihao looked at Xiao Yao and said.

Xiao Yao told the story of "birds and fish" related to this poem that he knew in his previous life.

"Maybe I'm lonely, it's the first time I've heard this story, and it's from this story that your poem comes from. Sun Zhihao shook his head and said, "But I'm pretty sure that there is no one in Tagore's poems, at least in the published poems, and I'm curious where you learned about this poem." ”

"No one as knowledgeable as my dad knows, it must be that there is no such poem and this story in the world. Sun Tingting interjected.

"Did I hear it in my dream?" Xiao Yao could only whisper to himself. It can't be said to be from a past life, right?

"Ha, what I heard in my dream, that's yours too. I'll just say that you wrote this poem, and you still don't admit it. Sun Tingting said excitedly.

"Bayi, you are really demonic enough, you can dream of such a poem and such a story in a dream. Sun Zhihao shook his head and sighed. Even if it was really dreamed, then this poem is Xiao Yao's.

"I didn't want to take Tagore's works as my own, have I plagiarized the works of my predecessors?" Xiao Yao thought speechlessly in his heart.

"When is the script written by Bayi going to be filmed? I'm quite interested. Sun Zhihao handed back the rice paper with "Birds and Fish" written on it to Sun Tingting, who had been staring, and suddenly changed the topic to Ye Jiaying.

"Ah, our initial plan is that in the summer of this year, we and "Winter Sunshine" both plan to let Bayi play Feng Feng in it, that is, the one of the three leading actors who plays basketball, and we want to take a summer vacation on Bayi. But we haven't had time to talk to Bayi yet. Ye Jiaying replied to Sun Zhihao, then looked at Xiao Yao and said, "It just so happens that you are also here now, so I will tell you now, I wrote and acted by myself, or the role in the MV, and your Uncle Sun is still willing to be this director." As long as you want, we try to arrange the start-up time after your college entrance examination, anyway, the script is written by you, you prepare the role, and it doesn't take too much time and energy to write a character biography. ”

"Mom, and Uncle Sun, I'm sorry, I don't plan to shoot a TV series this summer, I have other plans. Xiao Yao shook his head and refused.

"Other plans, what plans, are they ready now? Can you tell us about them? Ye Jiaying looked at Xiao Yao with some surprise. Xiao Yao never mentioned that he had plans during the summer vacation.

"It's not a specific plan, it's mostly an idea. Xiao Yao said, "I learned a lot from several directors when I was filming the MV some time ago, and I also participated in post-production, so I plan to try to be a director and shoot something by myself during the summer vacation." ”

"To be a director?" Even the other three were surprised, Sun Zhihao couldn't help but speak, "Being a director is not as simple as writing, singing, and acting... No, it's not easy. I mean, being a director is much more difficult than writing, singing, and acting, and you just want to be a director after just following a few MVs, what do you want to make? Movies and TV series that you can't do now, and no investor will dare to give you a project to someone who is so young and has no experience or works to shoot. Do you want to make a music video? Pick another song from your own and make it?"

"No, I don't plan to make a movie or TV series, I don't want to make a music video, I plan to make a short film. Of course, it's just an idea at the moment, and the script is still being conceived. However, I don't need to be funded by investors, just a few minutes, at most a short film of ten minutes, and I am ready to pay for my own funds, and my own savings should be enough. Xiao Yao said.

"Quite an idea!" Sun Zhihao gave a thumbs up, looked at Ye Jiaying and said, "Regardless of whether Bayi acts in this TV series or not, I will take the director of this drama." I still have to think about it when I make a cameo appearance in the role of the heroine's father, and I'll give you an answer after the Spring Festival holiday. ”

"Okay, no problem. Ye Jiaying immediately said happily.

The things that needed to be discussed had come to an end, and the two families began to talk about the usual things at home. After sitting for a while, the three members of the Xiao family offered to leave. After all, today is the second day of the Lunar New Year, whether it is Xiao Yao's grandmother's house or Sun Tingting's grandmother's house, they still have to go to each other.

"Bayi, are you really so relieved to let Duo'er go to the United States for two years?" Coming out of Sun's house and on the way to Ye Jiaying's parents' house, Xiao Siqi still couldn't help but ask Xiao Yaodao.

"How can I not be worried at all? When I got home, I contacted my friends in New York, and when Do'er arrived in New York, I asked them to take care of it secretly. Xiao Yao pouted.

"I mean, you didn't want to let Duo'er stay in China to go to college? There are also good music conservatories in China. Xiao Siqi said, "I listened to what your Uncle Sun meant, it seems that Duo'er didn't make up her mind before, and she finally decided after listening to your words." Aren't you afraid of what will happen to your relationship in the past two years?"

"How can I not be afraid? But what can I do? Can I say that she will not go?" Xiao Yao said with some irritation, "That's Chambers, which music academy in China can compare? If you miss this kind of opportunity, you will regret it for the rest of your life." Don't say ask her not to go, I shouldn't even have the idea of hoping that she won't pass the interview!"

"It's not that there isn't one, but I think it's really low. Ye Jiaying said, "Duo'er also grew up with us. Don't look at Bayi, you act, write songs and sing, and now you have to write scripts and poems to do anything, but when it comes to maintaining long-term concentration on one thing, you really can't compare to Duo'er's dedication to the violin. The difficulty for Chambers is to get the opportunity to interview, the elimination rate of the interview is really not high, with Doer's skills and enthusiasm for the violin, the hope of not passing the interview is really small. ”

"Mom, are you comforting me?" Xiao Yao sighed and said, "Now we can only hope that our relationship can withstand the test of at least two years in a different place." Why do you think I spent an hour writing that poem on a piece of paper in such small block letters? Because Doll said she was going to take it out when she missed me in America. ”

"Okay, then my parents can only wish you to spend more than two years of long-distance relationship safely. Ye Jiaying said, "By the way, that poem is really what you dreamed of, this is too, right?"

"I said it was written by Rabindranath Tagore, but you don't believe it. Xiao Yao said helplessly, speaking of this, Xiao Yao was also depressed.

"That's even more," Ye Jiaying said, "Don't talk about your Uncle Sun, I've read all of Tagore's poems, and there is no such one." ”

"No matter, love whoever you want. Xiao Yao said depressedly.

"I really want to hit someone now!" Xiao Yao shouted irritably, and then said to Xiao Siqi: "Dad, let's go to Haozi's house tomorrow, right? ”

Xiao Siqi and Ye Jiaying glanced at each other speechlessly, and both thought, "What kind of evil did Zhou Zhihao's unlucky child create?"

Seeing that his parents did not object, Xiao Yao directly took out his mobile phone and dialed Zhou Zhihao's number: "Haozi, I will come over tomorrow to pay New Year's greetings to your parents, you arrange a place, and we will have a fight tomorrow." By the way, do you have a teammate named Dagang? I met him once, you ask him if he wants revenge, and if you have time to practice together tomorrow?" )