The door belonging to Lin Yan clicked and closed softly, and Xiaomi shrugged his shoulders, "Look at this evil capitalist, what the hell has he turned a good flower girl into." ”

Qin Luo raised his calf and pressed his toes against the small belly meat on the side of Xiaomi's waist, "May I ask Xiaomi, how do you not only get off work on time every day and have weekends off, but also live a long circle of meat?"

Xiaomi cast a death look, clasped his fingers with his hands, and flicked his wrist, "You know too much, it's time to shut you up." ”

"Don't come here—"

The sound of laughter and slapstick sounded again.

There is only one door, and outside the door is carefree and happy, lively, but inside the door is a dead silence in the darkness.

In this dead silence, Lin Yan lit up the mobile phone screen, and the dazzling mobile phone screen light shot directly into her eyes.

[This time the foreign exchange group members registered, you were unsuccessful]

The gap between silence and noise seemed to burn her heart on the fire.

——

Qin Luo's gums finally became inflammatory, but the menstrual period came, and finally when the menstrual period was over, he immediately turned on his mobile phone and wanted to register, but he saw that Zhou Xun's week's shift information was written with the word "suspension".

Qin Luo: ......

Qin Luo: ......

Qin Luo: ......

Life hit her more than that, but Zhou's father sent a message again, asking her to go home for dinner.

Qin Luo's stomach was full of depression, and when he thought of Jiang Li and Jiang Yingying's mother and daughter, where did they still have the appetite to eat, he casually sent a "busy work".

In fact, this is not an excuse, she is really busy with work, she signed up for a screenwriting class some time ago, and today the class just started.

The teacher who taught the class is a well-known veteran screenwriter in the industry, his classes are all small class teaching, and the places are very sought-after, Qin Luo also met Lei Ying because of his novel remade into a TV series, and he was able to have a place.

As soon as he arrived in the class, Qin Luo also saw several writers with familiar faces and greeted each other.

"Your drama has been very popular recently, and people around me are watching it. Writer A said.

Writer J also followed this topic, "Yes, my mother was still telling me yesterday, don't look for a useless man like Cheng Shouming!"

Writer C didn't say anything about the TV series, "I heard that the show party still asked you to write a sequel?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes looked at Qin Luo in unison.

Qin Luo scratched his sideburns, "I'...... Why haven't you heard of it, hehe. ”

Writer C disagreed, "It's impossible, it's more than half of this year, and your show is a big hit, so sought-after IP, how can no one ask you to write a sequel?"

Qin Luo was a little embarrassed.

This groundless thing happens every day, and the key is that as a party, she really hasn't received an invitation to write a sequel. "I really ......"

Writer D, who was silent next to him, suddenly opened his mouth, "The author of this continuation must be you, how can it be impossible to cheapen us, what can't be said about this." ”

The atmosphere is a little subtle because of this.

Qin Luo pursed the corners of his mouth and was silent.

Writer A looked left and right and belched, "It's always right for this person to be cautious, this time Qin Luo's drama exploded, and there will definitely be a bunch of marriage and love dramas after that, and our circle will be ......" The latter words A did not continue, but the hearts of the people present were like mirrors.

This circle is too small, the atmosphere is not good, and it is very chaotic.

Plagiarism and stalk melting incidents are not uncommon, that is, those popular works, which one is clean?

Few.

Very little.

"Don't say it, don't say it, Lei Ying is here. ”

As Lei Ying entered the class, the people around Qin Luo dispersed.

Qin Luo was able to exhale at this time, but when Lei Ying saw her after entering the door, he nodded to her from afar, which was a simple greeting, which made Qin Luo quite flattered.

Lei Ying is not very old, forty years old, a well-known figure in the screenwriter circle, he grew up abroad since he was a child, and he naturally has a little foreign accent on his body, as he enters middle age, foreign accents seem a little greasy in the eyes of today's young people, coupled with the recession of the small screen market in recent years, there are fewer hits, before Qin Luo's drama, Lei Ying has also accepted some work in recent years, but the reaction is mediocre, and he is nicknamed by netizens as a greasy screenwriter who has stepped down from the altar.

But it is undeniable that Lei Ying's appeal is still there, and his own strength is still outstanding, otherwise he would not be in the industry, his small class teaching is so expensive, but it is still so popular.

Qin Luo listened carefully to the class and took notes, and the morning class ended in the blink of an eye.

As soon as class was over, Qin Luo packed up his things and was the first to slip out of the back door.

As a result, before he slipped out the back door, he heard a voice behind him, "Hey, Xiao Qin!"

Qin Luo stopped almost immediately, and looked at Lei Ying who was walking towards her in astonishment, "Lei Lei Teacher?!"

Lei Ying smiled elegantly, the folds on his face wrinkled slightly, "How do you feel after today's class?"

Every time he talks to Lei Ying, Qin Luo always feels that he is back in school, and Lei Ying is Mr. Principal, who looks approachable, but every time he talks to him, he is stunned.

Qin Luo nodded vigorously, "I have benefited a lot." ”

The expression is extraordinarily real, not like a disguise.

As a teacher, Lei Ying naturally got a great sense of satisfaction, and treated Qin Luo more and more amiably, "Like Xiao Qin, you have not received systematic training in this area, and you are not a professional screenwriter, but you have to work harder than others to go further on the road of screenwriting." ”

Qin Luo continued to nod, "Definitely, definitely, I will definitely learn more from Teacher Lei in the future." ”

"The afterlife is terrifying. Lei Ying smiled and said, and after finishing the shelf of being a teacher, the conversation cut to the point: "How is it, what novels have you been writing recently?"

"I'm afraid you'll laugh when I say it, I'm relatively narrow, and I write about the long and short ones in the family, and I have written about this recently......" Qin Luo's smile was shy.

Lei Ying glanced at her reproachfully, "What am I laughing at, don't look at the length of the family as famous as those big heroines, science fiction, and fantasy, but there are not many people who can write the length of the family well, and there are not many people who are alive." If you look at the four famous novels, "Dream of Red Mansions" is not just the length of the family? But what does it reflect? It reflects the miniature image of a society and even a dynasty, and many things can be found in it with subtle but extremely important points. ”

Qin Luo became more and more modest, "Yes, yes, I still need to learn ......"

"Speaking of studying, I really have a good opportunity for you here. Lei Ying suddenly turned the topic 180 degrees.

Qin Luo looked at him suspiciously.

"Director Chen, it's the director of your novel who wanted to contact you a few days ago to talk about the sequel, didn't I happen to be next to me, I thought you were going to come to my class in a few days, Director Chen entrusted me with this, and you should go to S City to find Director Chen. ”

At this time, only one sentence appeared in Qin Luo's head.

Sure enough, every rumor is not groundless.

Qin Luo wanted to refuse, but before he could say anything, Lei Ying said: "You should think about this matter, after all, the end of this drama is still quite early, and there is still a lot of room for development in the future." That's it, when you go to class next week, you hand in the points about the sequel, and I'll help you check it, and then it will be easier for you to have a good time with Director Chen. ”

"I ......"

Lei Ying's mobile phone rang by accident.

If Qin Luo refused, he had to rot in his stomach, watching Lei Ying go farther and farther away from the phone.

Just because Lei Ying talked about the sequel, which ruined Qin Luo's last good mood of the day, she struggled all the way in the taxi home.

In her heart, this novel is over, the people in it are torn apart, the people who should be divorced are all divorced, and the ones who should be together again are also living a good life sweetly at the end, if there is a second part, it is equivalent to overturning all the endings that she has so hard to depict, so that they will tear up and fight again because of some things that should not constitute contradictions, to be honest, she really doesn't want to write such a story.

Moreover, this drama is still on the air, this is only more than halfway, the drama party is so anxious to make a sequel, aren't you afraid that this drama will not end?

Uh-

It seems like...... As the original author, she shouldn't think so.

Qin Luo didn't want to write, and she couldn't just reject Lei Ying like that, after all, she still had to take classes with him for half a year, and after thinking about it, she was still ready to write a synopsis of the sequel and hand it in - as for the quality, that's another matter.

After making up her mind, she hurriedly reported the address of her home to the driver.

When she moved before, she had stored a lot of materials at home, and even if she was reluctant to go back, she had to go back.

Qin's father is a professor at the local university, and he lives in the staff dormitory assigned by the school, and Qin Luo also graduated from this university, so she hasn't been back for a long time, and it happens to be dinner time, and many teachers she knows greet her.

When she got to the door, she took out the key and was just about to open the door—

The key in his hand stopped when he connected the keyhole.

The ghost stood away the key and rang the doorbell instead.

The doorbell rang two or three times, and through the door, you could hear the sound of kicking and tapping footsteps inside, "Ouch, it's coming-"

The sound of enthusiasm sounded along with the sound of the door opening.

also stopped abruptly as the people inside saw Qin Luo's face.

It was Jiang Li who opened the door, she was obviously stunned, people are easy to blurt out their hearts when they are subconscious, she said: "Luoluo, didn't you say you couldn't come?"

The indifference on Qin Luo's face suddenly turned to indifference.

"I'll come back and get something. Qin Luo lowered his eyelashes, passed by Jiang Li in silence, and walked straight in.

Jiang Li didn't come up with a hypocritical smile as usual, but stood at the door and looked.