Huanhuan panicked, and instantly spread his wings, as if it was a stress reaction, and when he heard the words that made him panic, he subconsciously wanted to fly away, and he had the privilege of wings.

Pan Sen hurriedly hugged his arm, "Little Ancestor, look at where this is, where can you fly in the elevator?"

Huan Huan also seemed to feel embarrassed, swept away Pan Sen, retracted his wings, and blushed with anger, he was too stupid to show his wings in the elevator.

In order to prevent him from flying without saying a word, Pan Sen said, "The city is forbidden to fly, there are no special circumstances, it is best not to go to heaven, although His Majesty has filed for you, if you want to be so debauched, he will also be very embarrassed." ”

Huan Huan covered his heart with one hand, feeling that his heart rate was wrong, and he was beating too fast, which made him nervous and depressed, his palms were full of sweat, and the blood all over his body was like a layer of oil, which was being ignited by someone, causing him to have a very low ignition point now, as if it was burning at one point.

Huan'er, I like you, I want the whole world to know.

The mermaid's confession became more and more enthusiastic and straightforward each time, and those irrefutable love gradually pried open his ice protection like a drop of water piercing through a stone.

His incompetence gradually became crumbling.

"Huan'er, you don't have to be nervous, I won't force you. ”

"Lying, you deliberately made it public, you are forcing me. Huanhuan is not a fool, who can't think of his wishful thinking, this is just forcing him to ask for an answer.

"No!" Pan Sen shook his head slightly, "I'm open, someone asked, I don't want to say things against my will, I can't force you, I'm not that important in your heart." ”

His tone sounded a little bitter, the elevator door opened, and the two got into the car without saying a word, until they drove out of the parking lot, and the sun fell on the two of them.

Pan Sen said, "Huan'er, you are like when you were three years old, just accept me without heart and lungs, you don't need to do anything deliberately, you don't need to consider my feelings, you don't have to grieve for me, that's me...... The happiest time. ”

……

Dugu Qingluan left Huanhuan and Pan Sen, it is indeed the company that has something to talk about, Dugu Qingluan now has works by his side, the movie box office is good, the TV series has a good reputation, and the new movie has a double harvest at the box office, although it is not the highest box office movie of the year, it can be regarded as Dugu Qingluan's masterpiece.

Now that the marriage with Shengjing is approaching, there are countless endorsements from the door, there are countless good books, Dugu Qingluan's dedication is heavy, and she doesn't want to live her life in a mess, Jiang Huai has always paid attention to some good books for her, except for a few top luxury endorsements, that is, strictly control the script, most of the books handed over recently were beaten back by Jiang Huai, and those people also know that Dugu Qingluan is going to take the actor route, and does not consume his own popularity, idol dramas will not be accepted again, and no matter how high the price is, it is useless.

"I didn't pick up work before Christmas. Dugu Qingluan looked at the book handed over by Jiang Huai, three very good scripts, all of them were rushing to win awards, but they were indifferent.

Jiang Huai said, "The boss said that you want to win the award, let me find a few more good books, these books are very good, but they can't attract investment, these literary movies will not be good at the box office, just rushing to win the award, because the stars will invest, they are willing to cooperate with your time, and it will be okay to start next year." ”

Dugu Qingluan hasn't read the script, and it's not easy to express his position for a while, a script is twenty or thirty thousand words, "Just for the script?"

Jiang Huai smiled mysteriously, naturally not.

"That's the case, there is a book about the alien fire clan in these scripts, and someone made up the love ...... between the tyrant and the princess thousands of years ago" Jiang Huai touched his nose, that period of history was violently suppressed by Nalan Sheng, except for a few times in the wild history, it became a fish that slipped through the net, almost no one knew, even if it was the wild history, under the intervention of Shengjing artificially, it was about to become a mythical story.

In real history, Nalan Sheng's only concubine didn't even have a name, and in the history of men, women were rarely mentioned, and Dugu Qingluan was also surprised, who had the courage to make up the love story of Nalan Sheng and her.

This screenwriter's brain hole is really good.

Jiang Huai asked with some hesitation, "The screenwriter wrote an outline, and I met with the whole team that day, and the director and screenwriter both wanted the material, so I wanted to ask your opinion." ”

"Huh?"

"What are you Alien Fire Clan like, there is no record left in history, it is all made up, and it is ...... The historical image of our boss is not very good, violent, mediocre, murderous like hemp, wine pond meat forest, and love to ask for immortals, anyway, there is no good word, don't you want to save his dignity and let people face up to that history?"

Dugu Qingluan looked at Jiang Huai like a fool, and Jiang Huai was confused, "What did I say wrong?"

"That's the kind of guy he's in. "Dugu Qingluan doesn't think that history is wrong, of course, the film and television image is too exaggerated, and in the film and television image, Nalan Sheng is mostly an absurd image who loves beauty and does not love the country, and loves beauty.

"Impossible!" Jiang Huai, as the first fan brother, quickly vetoed.

His boss can't be such a person.

"Most of the historical records are not wrong, he was indeed violent after he took power, his six relatives did not recognize, he killed people like hemp, drove away foreign races, and the wine pond meat forest was exaggerated a little, and he loved to ask for immortals...... I guess it was because I wanted to resurrect me. He even killed a few people from the Nalan family, and his grandfather was still angry with him. Dugu Qingluan spread his hands, "Look...... These are all historical records, and there are no errors or omissions. ”

Jiang Huai was stupid, he thought it was the historian exaggerating, but Dugu Qingluan fell into silence, yes, the history books may be a little exaggerated, but most of the events are not wrong or missing.

It's just that......

The history books only record the events of his reign.

When Ah Sheng was a teenager, he was a serious and upright teenager who had the world in mind, and could even be called gentle.

Jiang Huai couldn't associate Shengjing with the tyrants in history, and wiped his tears after listening to it, "I still naively want a movie starring you to make up for my regrets, it seems that ...... It's that I'm thinking too much. ”

"No, I met the director and the screenwriter. ”