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Wang Ling's smile was a little self-deprecating, a little shy, and a little unconfident. Lu Ran couldn't help but be in a trance, is this still the dominant female singer just now?

"It's great. I think it's not just a dream, it's a beautiful dream. ”

Lu Ran affirmed her idea.

Lu Ran's serious attitude made Wang Ling feel that he was not saying a polite flattery, but really thought so.

She looked at Lu Ran, and the self-deprecation in her smile decreased a lot.

"Thank you. She also expressed her sincere gratitude.

"Have you started writing some scripts?" Lu Ran continued to ask.

"Not yet. Wang Ling smiled a little ashamedly again, "Recently, I've just been reading other people's scripts." ”

Hearing Wang Ling's answer, Lu Ran didn't know what he thought, and he was suddenly very interested in the script that Wang Ling said.

He then asked, "Do you see anything you like?"

"I like it, yes. I like some romances, plot twists, I don't like Mary Sue, but the audience loves to watch it......" She talked about what script she liked from the beginning.

Suddenly, she stopped in the middle of her speech, wondered what was going on, and after a few seconds, she continued: "Speaking of which, I have written a little bit before, but I didn't continue to write, and I wrote a beginning." ”

"Oh?" Lu Ran seemed to hear what he wanted to hear, "Did you write it yourself?" is it the kind you like, romantic, not Mary Sue?"

"Haha," Wang Ling smiled, and then returned to that shy expression on her face, "I don't know if it counts." I used to write it when I was not sensible, and I wrote it for fun. ”

"Can you tell me about that story you wrote?"

"Huh?"

Wang Ling didn't seem to understand Lu Ran's words.

Lu Ran explained again, "It's the story you didn't finish." ”

"Well, I've only written the beginning, and I don't have a story yet. ”

"Is that the only story you've ever written, and the only story you'd like to write so far?"

Wang Ling curled her long hair with her fingers, "So to speak." ”

"In that case, why not finish it?"

"Done?"

"Why not? Of course, it also depends on whether you have time to do it, after all, you are a big star and you are very busy. However, if you are willing to write, I am willing to be the first reader, and I am interested in the stories you create.

Also, I don't know how long it will take you to think about the deletion of the memory, so before you do, why not talk about the story you wrote?"

Hearing Lu Ran's suggestion, Wang Ling also felt that her eyes lit up.

Because Wang Ling really didn't know how long she would think about it when she wanted to delete her memory, and she didn't want to end the consultation or cut off contact with the counselor.

Besides, there are people who appreciate their own work and want to read their debut novel, and no one wants to resist such an appreciation.

"Okay, but I'm starting to write now, I'm afraid it's not so fast, I can't finish it in a while, I can only write paragraph by paragraph. ”

"It doesn't matter, where did you write, and when you have time to tell me part of it, even if you don't have time, write a general framework, I think it's good. ”

"Well, I think it's pretty good, too. If I have time, I'll ask you out again and talk about my script. If not, I'll send you what I wrote. ”

Lu Ran didn't expect that Wang Ling had reached such trust in herself and was willing to share the story she wrote with her.

"Good. ”

An hour was up, and the first consultation was over.

After the two said goodbye politely, Lu Ran left the teahouse.

It is not for nothing that Lu Ran will suddenly be interested in the story written by Wang Ling, and intends to continue to spend time discussing her script with Wang Ling in the future.

From the very beginning of the consultation, it can be seen that Wang Ling is avoiding something.

She didn't want to really take out her private affairs and discuss them with Lu Ran.

She just made a request, she wanted Lu Ran to help her delete a memory.

How can memories be deleted casually?

Not to mention whether the counselor has this ability, even if she does, she must first figure out what kind of memory she wants to delete.

To know this information, Wang Ling's cooperation is required, but obviously, Wang Ling did not fully cooperate with Lu Ran.

She can't be 100 percent cooperative, because she can't trust people 100 percent.

Lu Ran believes that it is not that she is unwilling to believe the confidentiality agreement between her and Lu Ran, but that her profession is destined for her to be especially interested in her privacy, especially in the face of a stranger.

Even if the stranger is a counselor.

Since Wang Ling is unwilling to cooperate, Lu Ran can also choose to give up, he can say that there is no such thing as deleting memories.

Or use this to suggest that Wang Ling be honest again.

But no matter which choice it was, it was not what he wanted to see for Lu Ran.

He didn't want to force Wang Ling, and he didn't want to give up.

At least, Wang Ling didn't give up on him.

Even if she hesitated and struggled, in her heart, she still believed in Lu Ran.

Therefore, Lu Ran chatted with her about the script and writing.

When Lu Ran consulted the girl Zhou Xiaoya, he also encountered a similar situation.

Zhou Xiaoya is a little autistic and doesn't like to talk.

Lu Ran talked to her about her paintings, and it was the same now, since Wang Ling was unwilling to tell Lu Ran about herself.

Let's talk about her story together.

Writing, like painting, is an artistic creation of human beings.

will expose their underlying views and ideas to a certain extent.

The images in the paintings, like the characters in the scripts, can be seen as images that represent the subconscious.

Even if it is separated by a layer, slowly figuring it out through the subconscious mind and saving the country by curve, this is also a worthwhile attempt.

Thinking of this, Lu Ran felt very comfortable in his heart, this was the last thing he thought of, a little way that might be able to help Wang Ling, he had done his best.

Sitting in the car back, Lu Ran opened his backpack and took out the notebook that he still kept in his bag every day.

At this moment, he had an idea, he remembered the past, every time he received a difficult case, he would see a new case record in the notebook.

And this time?

Will it still be the same as before?

He was inexplicably a little nervous, and his hand involuntarily opened the green notebook that he was all too familiar with.

The page is still blank.

It's like a lost friend, no news.

Lu Ran sighed.

Just as he was about to close the notebook, another word appeared in the picture.

"You".

Just one word?

Lu Ran stared at this word deadly, and sure enough, after a while, the second word and the third word jumped out.

"That day, the space for me?"

Did you see me that day?

This sentence made Lu Ran stunned.

His mind suddenly flashed back to the back of a girl in the research institute that day, in the crack in the door.

The girl also has long rabbit ears on her head. Reading, a better reading experience.