For a moment, everyone was silent, and the silence around them could be heard.

Zhang Xinxin seemed to be shocked, and her expression changed unpredictably for a long time. Sure that Chu Qing was talking to her, she squeezed out a dry smile in surprise and asked, "Screenwriter, are you joking with me?" ”

It was obvious that she couldn't laugh at all.

Chu Qing said: "I'm not joking, I did ask you to shine my shoes." ”

Everyone was a little shocked, and subconsciously all held their breath, and the atmosphere suddenly froze.

Zhang Xinxin's face turned pale little by little, his expression was very embarrassed, and his eyes were mixed with annoyance.

Chu Qing looked at her lightly.

In this long silence where the needle drop could be heard, Liu Lan was the first to break the silence. She laughed, and was about to reach for a tissue: "Screenwriter, I'll wipe it for you." Haha, I've acted in the scene of shining the prince's shoes before, and I have experience......"

Chu Qing interrupted her, and said to Zhang Xinxin: "If you don't want to, forget it." Her words were calm and unsentimental.

Then, she stood up and looked at Liu Lan: "It's Xiaocui, right?" …… Please send the chair to Assistant Joe. ”

Liu Lan nodded flatteredly: "Okay, I'll go right away." ”

Zhang Xinxin's face turned white in an instant.

She heard the crisis from Chu Qing's words.

For a long time, she has relied on the support of the production director, so she has no scruples in front of everyone. Chu Qing, the screenwriter, has always had no sense of zài in the crew, and he is very talkative, and he laughs at everyone when he sees it. Therefore, she didn't take Chu Qing in her eyes.

At this time, she realized that this screenwriter who seemed to be very good to talk was not something she could offend.

She was a little flustered, but after being arrogant for so long, her self-esteem was stronger than others. She couldn't pull her face for a while.

She was a little at a loss, and set her eyes on Liu Lan, who was closer to her in the future, but Liu Lan listened to Chu Qing's instructions, moved the chair and left, and didn't look at her at all. Seeing that Chu Qing was about to leave after putting away his things.

She suddenly panicked. Chu Qing came here to change the script, and the meaning of her words just now was to change her role. She didn't know how she would change it, and if she just deleted her character, she would be finished.

The screenwriter holds the power of life and death for these supporting characters in her hands, and she can completely decide her fate. The backer of the production director is powerful and nowhere to use in front of the screenwriter. Realizing this, she suddenly became frightened, and hurriedly shouted: "I—I'm willing to ......."

Chu Qing glanced at her.

She promised to come down, but when Chu Qing stopped, she was indescribably embarrassed. I can't get over that hurdle at all.

Chu Qing saw that she was reluctant, and he didn't bother to deal with her. Turn around and leave.

Zhang Xinxin was really scared now, and hurriedly picked up a tissue and stopped in front of her: "Screenwriter, please don't change my ......" She squatted down in front of Chu Qing in embarrassment. However, looking at Chu Qing's shoes, anger and shame made her tremble.

The people around didn't dare to come out, they were all looking at her, watching her kneel at Chu Qing's feet in shame.

The people here are all the same as her, all of them are supporting roles like Yahuan. She has always been high among them. However, at this moment, she was trampled under Chu Qing's feet in front of them. She raised her hand tremblingly, and the moment the tissue touched Chu Qing's shoes, tears of humiliation poured out of her eyes, and she bit her lip so that she didn't cry. Tears fell on Chu Qing's shoes as if they had broken threads. Afraid that others would hear her, she lowered her voice very low:

"Screenwriter, I was wrong. Please don't change my play. ”

She choked up and whispered a plea. Say you're wrong. But in her heart, she hated Chu Qing monstrously, she thought that she hadn't done anything excessive, and the screenwriter insulted her like this!

Chu Qing saw that she was crying so miserably, and he didn't want to go too far. Teach her a lesson.

"When you enter this circle, the first thing is to learn to respect your predecessors."

"Uh-huh, I see." Zhang Xinxin disdains others to tell her this kind of truth, but she only dares to nod obediently. Thinking of her humiliating and humble appearance being seen by so many people, she couldn't help crying anymore.

Chu Qing didn't bother to pay attention to her anymore, got up and went back to change the script.

The first rays of sunlight in the morning shone through the window, and Han Che woke up. He looked at the ceiling quietly, unusually conscious.

I've been like this for the last few days, I can't sleep late at night and wake up very early in the morning. His heart was always like a lump of lead, which made him feel breathless.

The way the woman smiled at him, the way she fanned him, the way she was asleep...... It's all lingering in his mind.

was obviously trampled on by her like that, but his feelings for her did not decrease but deepened.

He was confused, did hatred make her deep in his heart, or did longing make her carve bones in his heart?

He restrained himself, and after all, he couldn't help but take the phone and flip to Chu Qing's dynamics. It was still the news yesterday at noon, she was on a grassy island, and her long hair was blown messy by the wind. Behind her is the white floc in the sky, and her tranquil smile is dazzling in the backlight.

He suddenly wanted to go to her, even if it was just to look at her.

But this thought was just a flash and was suppressed by him, and he thought to himself, Han Che, how many times do you have to go to see her secretly?

If he hadn't taken that step, would love still turn into love?

He frowned and looked out the window at the sunlight, the curtains were blown by the wind, and the sunlight flickered on and off. Fingertips gently rubbed over her smiling face on the screen. She said that when she liked him, he used to be so happy. He never really loved someone. For the pleasure brought by these two loves, he poured all his enthusiasm and seriousness unreservedly.

He was sure that she would belong to him as long as he wanted to.

He confidently thought that he could control a qiē.

No one has ever dared to pour cold water on his enthusiasm like this.

In this way, the woman overthrew all his self-confidence and pride, and made him suspect that he was actually in the dust.

When Han Che and Gu Changtian were drinking, Han Che suddenly asked, "If someone owes you, will you just forget it?" ”

Gu Changtian said: "Then it depends on what he owes?" ”

"What if it's a debt?"

"Of course not."

"So what would you do?"

"If you can't get her heart, at least you have to get her people."

If you can't get her heart, at least you have to get her people?

……

In the next few days, Chu Qing stayed in the hotel to change the script, and it took two all-nighters to change it. I woke up from a sleep, and the whole person was refreshed.

She leaned on the balcony and looked out at the ocean in the distance. The sky was low, heavy with dark blue clouds. The setting sun shines through the gaps in the clouds, shedding golden light. The wind was so strong that it blew my hair and blinded me. (To be continued.) )