Qian Wenhua was not surprised at all that Ye Leiyang called him, what happened in the girls' dormitory building had already reached his ears. The reason is very simple, Wang Shuo's appearance surprised many people, and Qian Yu even called Qian Wenhua directly to ask his grandfather if he knew the relationship between Ye Leiyang and Wang Shuo.

"You kid, how did you know that guy Wang Shuo?" Qian Wenhua's voice in the microphone was full of anger, and he was not polite at all when he mentioned Wang Shuo's tone and tone, with his qualifications and status in the literary world, it is understandable to call Wang Shuo so.

Ye Leiyang smiled bitterly, explained his future work plan to Qian Wenhua, and finally said: "He came to touch the script with me, the movie "Assembly", I plan to put the background of the story in our province, and it can be regarded as a publicity for my hometown at that time." In addition, I persuaded him to attend the symposium at the Provincial Department of Culture next week. ”

He believed that as a leading figure in the literary circle in the province, Qian Wenhua must have known about that event.

Qian Wenhua nodded: "Okay, I know, I'll just say hello to you here at the school." ”

Putting down the phone, Ye Leiyang looked at Wang Shuo, but found that this guy looked at him with a surprised expression: "Qian Wenhua, Qian Lao?" ”

"Yes, he's my teacher." Ye Leiyang smiled and explained to Wang Shuo.

Wang Shuo's mouth opened wide, and his expression was sluggish: "You kid, you are really hiding deeply, you are actually a student of Qian Lao!" ”

Ye Leiyang was stunned: "What, the teacher is very famous?" ”

Wang Shuo smiled bitterly and nodded: "Of course, your teacher's qualifications and status in the literary world are quite old, not to mention anything else." At the very least, even the oldest people in the current Writers' Association are familiar with him. Although there are no well-known newcomers in the literary circle of Northern Xinjiang Province, they are in the eyes of the older generation of writers. As long as Qian Lao is still in the day, this place cannot be called a no-man's land. ”

Ye Leiyang was silent, he didn't expect that Qian Wenhua would still have such a status, which could be so respected by Wang Shuo, who was known for his unruliness, and his teacher's status in the cultural circle could be seen.

"The teacher helped solve the matter of asking for leave, let's start studying the script." Ye Leiyang thought about it, so he no longer paid attention to this matter, and instead focused on the script of "Assembly".

Wang Shuo nodded: "This is a big deal. But do you want to call Zhenyun and Xiaogang over? Anyway, they've been fine for the last few days. ”

Ye Leiyang smiled: "I don't have an opinion, I believe that the people of the Cultural Department will definitely be willing to receive these friends from the cultural circles, but will it affect the normal work of others?" ”

Wang Shuo shrugged his shoulders and showed a mischievous expression: "It doesn't matter, it's not your and me's problem anyway, if Xiaogang is not afraid that his script is not good, he can not come." ”

As he spoke, he took out the phone and dialed Feng Xiaogang's number, and said to Ye Leiyang: "I listened to you." You don't want to change the script you wrote a second time, and it just so happens that I am. ”

Ye Leiyang rolled his eyes speechlessly, this guy obviously felt that the two of them were bored here, so he insisted on pulling Feng Xiaogang and his team of royal screenwriters over, and now he is actually saying it so high-sounding. Sure enough, it's a ruffian habit.

But to be honest, Ye Leiyang really didn't care much about this matter, after all, he also felt it. Script this kind of thing, if possible. It's better to discuss it with the director. In particular, film scripts want to show the audience a complete story in 90 minutes and make them feel immersed. Not only does the screenwriter need to work the plot, but the level of the director is also very important.

Of course, Ye Leiyang will never admit it, and he also feels that what Wang Shuo said makes some sense, the two of them are working hard to write the script here, but Feng Xiaogang is enjoying it, how can such a good thing happen.

Listening to Wang Shuo fooling Feng Xiaolong on the phone to come to Northern Xinjiang from the capital, Ye Leiyang showed a smile on the corner of his mouth, and took out his mobile phone to send a message to Tang Xin.

"What are you doing?"

After Ye Leiyang sent the message, he sat there, waiting for a reply.

After a while, Tang Xin's message came back: "You're in the car, what about you?" ”

"Alone with an old man in a hotel, listening to him talk dirty on the phone." Ye Leiyang glanced at Wang Shuo, who was calling Feng Xiaogang and the others, the corners of his mouth curled, and he quietly typed on his mobile phone.

Tang Xin couldn't help but smile, and secretly glanced at his mother Han Yun, who was driving in front of him, and didn't notice him, so he cautiously replied to Ye Leiyang: "A writer is a dignified person, why do you look like a ruffian in your mouth." ”

Ye Leiyang rolled his eyes, glanced at Wang Shuo, who was jumping to his feet and scolding his mother because he heard what Feng Xiaogang said, and replied helplessly: "If you get along with him for a long time, you will find that this person really doesn't look like a writer." ”

Tang Xin couldn't help but laugh coquettishly, Wang Shuo is a well-known wild and uninhibited person in the Chinese literary circle, which can be seen from the fact that he is more than twenty years old behind Ye Leiyang but has to be taught by his peers.

"But isn't it, I also found that you and he are like things, and people are grouped."

Ye Leiyang waited for a long time, but when he waited for Tang Xin's reply, his eyes instantly became bigger. What does this Nizi mean, she and Wang Shuo are the same thing?

Shaking his head angrily and funny, Ye Leiyang was completely speechless to Tang Xin, why didn't he find out in his previous life that she still had such a dark side.

After thinking about it, Ye Leiyang replied to Tang Xin: "Are you on your way to the airport now?" ”

Tang Xin replied after a while: "Yes, my mother meant, let me go back to the capital for a few days, and then go back to the United States." ”

Ye Leiyang smiled, he could understand what Han Yun meant, after all, his daughter hadn't come back for so long, and as soon as she came back, she made such a big fuss, so she definitely had to talk to Tang Xin about it. Han Yun is not a character who will easily change his mind, although Ye Leiyang has not been in contact with this "mother-in-law" for a long time, and the two have only met twice, but he can clearly feel that Han Yun is the kind of person with a particularly tough personality, such a person will definitely not easily allow Tang Xin to disobey her.

To put it bluntly, Ye Leiyang and Tang Xin still have a long way to go if they want to be together.

"Don't worry, don't worry, everything is with me, you have to wait for me."

Tang Xin looked at the message sent by Ye Leiyang, and there was a burst of sweetness in her heart, she knew that this was a promise made by a man to herself. (To be continued.) )