Insomnia again.

When Duane turned over seventeenth on his tightrope bed, he discovered the problem.

He rolled over again, lying on his back, staring at the ceiling with wide eyes.

There is a street lamp not far from the window, the light comes through the distance, enters the house through the window, hits the ceiling, and is covered with a thin layer of pale yellow light film, and there are some thick black lines on it, which is the iron fence on the window to prevent theft.

Probably because he and Su Yun drank a case of beer at night, he had insomnia - every time he drank alcohol, he would faint first, and he would wake up after a while, and then he would feel the alcohol as if it was flowing and steaming in the blood, burning the whole person so much that he couldn't sleep.

Since you can't sleep, get up.

Duane got up from the wire bed, which creaked as he moved.

I turned on the light, walked to the table, sat down, took the half-seen book on the table, spread it out, flipped to the bookmark page, and looked.

Five minutes later, Duane shook his head and closed the Vanity Fair book again.

My brain was burned by alcohol, and I was so excited that I couldn't calm down at all, and I couldn't see it.

He pulled open the drawer in the first row on the left side of the table, and there was a stack of brand new notebooks that he had bought the books he had bought the previous day.

He picked up the top one and placed it on the table.

If you can't read a book, then write a script.

Perhaps for others, creation requires a clear mind rather than a muddy brain burned by alcohol, but for Duane, his creation is just to bring out the things that are stored in his head, and he doesn't care whether he can concentrate or not.

I have a book, but I can't find a pen.

Duane searched the table and opened the drawers one by one, but he couldn't find a pen.

It seems that he hasn't written for too long.

Go to the living room to find it, Song Zhen's schoolbag, stationery and everything are placed in the living room, there must be a pen there, borrow it first.

Gently opening the door, Du An's didn't bother to turn on the light, and with the help of the light in his room and the street lamp outside the living room window, he walked towards the sofa - Song Zhen's schoolbag was placed in the back.

After taking two steps, Duane slowly slowed down, and finally stood still, staring at the sofa with unblinking eyes, and his heart slowly lifted.

There was a dark shadow on the couch, motionless.

The black shadow didn't move, and Duane didn't dare to move, until his eyes slowly adjusted to the dark environment of the living room, and he could see that the black shadow seemed to be a person.

"Song Zhen?"

Duane shouted tentatively.

Aunt Shen will not be idle and have nothing to do, sitting motionless in the living room without turning on the light in the middle of the night, this black shadow can only be Song Zhen if it is a person.

But the black shadow did not make a sound or move, which made Duane secretly swallow another mouthful of saliva, and his heart was raised again.

He slowly took two steps back, stretched out his right hand behind his back, groped on the wall for a while, and finally found the switch of the fluorescent lamp in the living room.

Seeing the girl sitting on the sofa, Duane rolled his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief.

It's Song Zhen.

"Why don't you sleep yet?"

Du An asked, and Song Zhen glanced at him, not wanting to speak.

Feeling bad? There's no reason for that.

Du An's recently stayed at home when he was fine, and tried not to go out if he could, so he also saw the postman send an admission letter today, which was from Southern Medical Clinic. Southern Medical Clinical Medicine, that is a popular book, how many people want to take the exam and can't get in, Song Zhen is admitted to this major, and he wants to find a hospital in the future, he is already a doctor, if he is looking for someone to pull the relationship when the time comes, it is not too much of a problem to enter a tertiary hospital like the Provincial Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine, it is even more promising.

Anyway, today's thing is a great thing, she doesn't say how happy she is, why is she still in a bad mood?

Duane pondered it carefully, and suddenly realized: yes, she was worried about tuition.

The family's economic situation is not good, and they all see it in their eyes, Song Zhen is a sensible child, and it is normal for him to worry so much that he can't sleep. In particular, clinical medicine has a five-year study period, and the financial pressure is greater than that of other majors.

Regarding this matter, Du An has already planned it: anyway, he will be a billionaire soon, and he is very grateful to Aunt Shen for taking care of him for so long, Song Zhen He must have to bear the tuition fee, but he hasn't told them yet, and he plans to find a more tactful way to do this when the time comes. Now seeing that Song Zhen was so worried about tuition that he couldn't sleep, he was going to speak, so that she didn't have to worry, she had her own, but when the words came to his mouth, he swallowed them back.

Maybe it's really that he drank too much wine today, and he was playful for a while, and he planned not to tell Song Zhen first, so that she would be more worried and worried-who made her never give herself a good look at herself?

Duane smiled and walked over to the couch, "Borrow your pen and use it?"

Song Zhen didn't speak.

"I'll take you by as a default. ”

Song Zhen still didn't speak.

Duane pulled out a pencil case from her school bag, took a ballpoint pen at random, put the pencil case back in, sorted it out, and walked back to the door of his room.

"Turn off the lights. ”

Song Zhen finally spoke.

Du An turned off the light in the living room, entered the house, closed the door, and let Song Zhen continue to worry outside.

He sat down at his desk, opened his notebook, and began to write.

The film that intends to have Su Yun as the protagonist is a science fiction story.

More than a decade later, after a nuclear war, the Earth was ruled by the Jiqì people, and the surviving humans gathered together to resist the brutal rule of the Jiqì people. In order to get rid of the leader of the human struggle against the machine, the ruler of the machine sent a killer - this killer is a half-machine, half-flesh creature, but no different in appearance - back in 2005 to assassinate the mother of the leader of the human resistance, a woman named Chen Shasha, and at the same time, the human leader of the future world also sent a warrior named Zhou Ren to protect Chen Shasha.

He was lazy for a while, and directly moved the name of the blind date that Shen Huifang had arranged for him before.

Zhou Ren and the killer "Terminator" returned to Shanghai in China in 2005 from 2050, when there were three women named Chen Shasha in Shanghai, two of whom were killed by the Terminator and the third was a college student. One night, Chen Shasha met the Terminator on her way home, and thanks to Zhou Ren's timely arrival, after a chase, the two got rid of the Terminator, and Zhou Ren also sued Sasha for everything. In the midst of the tribulation, Zhou Ren and Sasha fell in love, but the Terminator chased after them again.

In the end, after a grueling battle, Zhou Ren and the Terminator died together, and the surviving Sasha soon found out that she was pregnant with a child, who would be the leader of the future human resistance.

The script took Duane more than an hour to write, and it was simpler than what he had written before. After he finished writing, he always felt that something was wrong.

Flipping the notebook over his head, he re-read the thing he had written, and after reading it like this twice in a row, he finally found that something was wrong: the killer called the Terminator, that is, the character he intended Su Yun to play, just reading the script, the image didn't seem to be as oppressive as he imagined.

He thought of the scene when he went out of the living room just now and was frightened by Song Zhen, who was sitting quietly, frowned, and after thinking for a while, he decisively picked up the pen, turned the notebook over to his head again, and began to draw lines and lines: Don't want here, don't want here, don't want here...... When he reached the last page, he threw down his pen, read it all over again, and finally nodded in satisfaction.

Now the image is much better.

He greatly cut the dialogue of the killer terminator, tried not to beep where he could do it, and changed the entire script, and there were only 17 lines left in the terminator.

Although on the surface, it seems that Zhou Ren and Chen Shasha are the protagonists, and the Terminator is just the villain, but Du An's mind has already had a rough finished picture, and in these pictures, there is no doubt that the Terminator is the most dramatic and impressive character, and he is the real protagonist.

A protagonist with only 17 lines, well, that's good, so that Su Yun will have less pressure.

Duane was satisfied with the name on the cover of the notebook - "Man and Machine".

Looking at this name, Duane thought for a while, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that this name was quite secondary, so he waved his hand, painted on the name for a long time, and then rewrote three much smaller words underneath.

Terminator.