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The bright moonlight looked dim and shy in the bright lights of the city.

Wind and Garden Villas.

Tan Yong sat on the sofa in the living room in his home clothes.

"Mr. Tan, this is the initial list of people who came out to participate in the script research. Hu Yunshi handed Tan Yong a folder.

After reading the script of "Dream of Red Mansions", Hu Yunshi felt as if he was a primary school student. Although she is older than others, she doesn't have as many things in her brain as a little girl.

Although he is not a director, the scripts of any movies and TV series made in the company have not passed through his eyes.

It's been more than ten years since I followed the boss to fight in the mall. I haven't experienced any wind and rain, and I haven't seen anything good. Kyle Group is in Harlan Country, but it is the most powerful and influential group company, and his president is also an extraordinary figure in Harlan Country. You say, if there's any good work, can you not send it to Kyle first?

It can be said that all the gold medal producers, directors, and screenwriters of Harlan Country have gathered in Kyle. But Xiang Baixiao's "Dream of Red Mansions" is the first time I have seen it.

So he couldn't sit still any longer, so he immediately made a list and sent it to Mr. Tan.

"Mr. Tan, this script is really a must, and when it is filmed, it will cause a sensation all over the world. ”

"Have you got in touch with that girl?" Tan Yong asked as he took the folder and flipped through it.

"The phone has not been able to get through, I will call again later, no, I will go to her school tomorrow morning to find her. ”

"Let's fight again tomorrow morning. Leave the script behind. ”

Hu Yunshi knew that the president was driving him away. Respectfully put down the script, turned and left.

Tan Yong put down the folder and picked up the script.

This girl really made her can't believe that she wrote this script. Such a large-scale costume drama, not only has a touching storyline, but also has so many characters in the play, it can be closely linked and organized.

And those soul-stirring verses, how did the little head come up with it?

He opened the script again, and the "funeral flower lyrics" caught his eye again.

Flowers and flowers are flying all over the sky, who has mercy on the red incense?

The gossamer is soft and fluttering, and the flocculent is lightly stained with the embroidery curtain.

The daughter in the boudoir cherishes the spring twilight, and is full of sorrow.

Hand hoe the flowers out of the embroidered boudoir, endure the falling flowers back and forth?

The willow silk elm pod is from Fangfei, regardless of Tao Piao and Li Fei.

Seeing this, Tan Yong seemed to see the peach blossoms in the garden, and after a light breeze, the pink petals fluttered like snowflakes and fell all over the ground. A classical beautiful and innocent girl, standing in front of the window of the embroidered boudoir, looking at the falling peach blossoms, can't help but feel sad. Grieves the sorrow of his fate, resents the ruthlessness of the world, and the world is hot and cold. When there is nowhere to talk about the pain, pick up the flower hoe and walk out of the embroidered boudoir. Even if you step on the pink petals very lightly, you will feel like stepping on a living and abandoned object, and your heart will feel a lot of pity.

Taoli can be sent again next year, who will know in the boudoir next year?

The incense nest in March has been built, and the swallows between the beams are too ruthless.

Although the flower hair can be pecked next year, no one will go to the beam empty nest.

Three hundred and sixty days a year, the wind, frost and sword are strictly pressing.

Tan Yong, who has the same feelings, has also tasted the warmth and coldness of human affection and knows the ruthlessness of reality. When he was three years old, his uncle was secretly sent to his grandmother's house in the countryside when his parents were forced to flee the country for a family civil war over power. Children who do not have the protection of their parents are humiliated. At the age of thirteen, he went out alone and created the world he is now. Although Dad later had supreme power, few people knew his true identity. Because he wants to dominate his life by his own ability.

When can it be bright and fresh, it is difficult to find it once it is a scoop

Flowers are easy to see and difficult to find, and the front of the steps is suffocated to bury the flower people.

Alone sprinkled the flowers with tears and sprinkled the empty branches to see the blood.

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May the slave give birth to wings and fly with the flowers to the end of the sky.

At the end of the day, where is the incense hill?

If you don't collect the beautiful bones, you can cover the wind with a pinch of pure land.

The essence is clean and clean, which is better than dirt and ditches.

Reading this, Tan Yong deeply felt how heartbreaking it was when he fantasized about freedom and happiness, but the kind of oppression and unwillingness when he couldn't get it.

Now that Nong is dead and buried, I don't know when Nong will be mourned?

Nong is burying flowers and laughing idiots, who does he know when he buries Nong?

Try to see the remnants of spring flowers gradually falling, that is, when the red face dies of old age.

Once the spring is full of red faces, the flowers fall and people die without knowing!

How could a girl who was only 20 years old have such a broad mind, extraordinary wisdom, and write such an insurmountable classic.

And that Ah Jun, he felt more and more like them.