The next day, when Sakurada Akira saw the funeral flowers, he found that the latter's face was a little dark, and he looked very depressed, and couldn't help but ask with some concern: "What, aren't you used to sleeping at night in a different place?" ”

Fuhua shook her head, can she say that it was because the exercises she wanted to cultivate were too perverted and she felt completely hopeless in her lifetime, so she was stimulated?

"It's okay, I just didn't sleep at night, and I'm busy writing the script!"

Sakurada was stunned for a moment, and then patted the funeral flower's shoulder seriously: "It's okay, it doesn't matter if you don't write it, you don't need to be burdened, after all, judging from your age, it's normal that you can't write it!" Uncle also wanted to write a script back then, and it took him more than half a year, but he was criticized by those seniors for nothing, isn't this the same! As for the question of work, you wait first, my uncle still has some connections, and he will definitely get you a good role! ”

However, in his heart, Sakurada Akira is almost about to sing!

Ha ha! There are times when you can't do it, little ghost, if you really can do anything, then wouldn't it be useless for me to be the president?

Seeing that Sakurada Ming was comforting on the surface, but he looked dark in his heart, the face of the funeral flower was a little strange. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"As for the script, I finished it last night!"

"Uh, -- what did you say?"

Originally, Sakurada Akira was still boasting, but he almost choked when he heard this, coughed twice, and looked straight at the funeral flower.

"You're saying you've finished writing your script for only one night, not the kind of scribble! How is this possible・・・・・・"

Fuhua didn't reply, pointing to the computer and motioning for Sakurada to go over and look at it.

The latter turned on the computer suspiciously, and at first he was a little careless, but then his face became solemn, and in the end the whole person was immersed in it.

The script of Funeral Flowers tells a thriller and suspenseful story, and it is also a very touching road to redemption.

Dr. Melcom is an outstanding child and family psychologist who has helped many troubled children get back on the right path, for which he has been recognized by the city government. Unexpectedly, a teenager who had been treated by Dr. Melcon but was unsuccessful broke into Dr. Melcon's home, wounded the doctor with gunshot, and then committed suicide with a gun.

A year later, Dr. Melcom was faced with another case similar to that of a teenager who committed suicide. The doctor decided to try again and help the little boy named Cole. Cole has yin and yang eyes, and has long been plagued by ghosts, and from time to time he sees dead souls, which makes him very afraid.

Dr. Melcom offered Cole a helping hand, but he did not accept it, because Cole decided that there was no one to help him out of the situation. With Dr. Melcom's constant insistence, Cole gradually relaxed his mind, let the doctor understand his problem, and slowly accepted his advice. While treating Cole, Dr. Melcom discovers that his marital status is in trouble, and his wife not only snubs him, but also appears to be having an affair. As a result, Malcom faced two problems at work and marriage at the same time, but in this pain and struggle, he and Curle further deepened their understanding of each other.

Eventually, Cole gradually accepted the fact that he had yin and yang eyes under the guidance of the doctor, and just when the whole thing seemed to be completed and the merit was completed, Dr. Melcom made a surprising discovery in the mirror of the room??????

After a while, Sakurada, who had gone through the entire script, raised his head and looked at the funeral flower with a monster-like look.

"Scarlet Snow, do you really have to be eight years old?"

Fuhua shrugged her shoulders, counting the previous life, she should be nearly a hundred years old, but no one will believe it when she says it!

Instead of answering Sakurada's question, he asked rhetorically, "What do you think of this script, can you find a director and investors?" ”

Sakurada Akira's face became even more eccentric, "If this script can't find a director and investors, then there will be no horror and suspense scripts in the whole of Japan that can be used, damn it, I really shouldn't have quit the director's circle so early!" ”

Excitedly grabbing the funeral flower's shoulder, Sakurada Akira's eyes looked like he was looking at some rare treasure.

"Scarlet Snow, how did you come up with such a story? Especially that ending, it was so exciting! We're developed this time, so I'm going to contact my former colleagues and see what else they can say this time! ”

Funeral flowers sniffled, but didn't take Sakurada's praise to heart. This script is just a movie that I have seen in my inexplicable memories, and in a sense, I didn't create it myself, but I want revenge, and I also need money to buy those genius treasures, so I have to recognize this thing with a clear conscience.

Just to keep Sakurada from overestimating himself too much, the funeral flower still explained casually.

"Actually, it just happened to be the inspiration, you used to be the director of horror films, and you have the most connections in this regard, so the script must be a horror movie theme, and I want to get a good role, and naturally I also need a child character with a heavier role that can give people a deep impression, so a tangled patient is a good choice, everything can only be said to be a coincidence!"

However, listening to the explanation of the funeral flower, Sakurada's expression was even more exaggerated, as if he had seen a ghost.

After all, I haven't had a similar experience before, but I don't know that this kind of script is written because of the need for a specific role, and in the end it is written so well, but it is more rare than the general act of writing when inspiration comes, the latter can be said to be a genius, but the former can be called a master.

With his hands pressed on the shoulders of the funeral flower, Sakurada said with a smile on his face: "Funeral flower, you see that you and Haruko are about the same age, and Haruko looks so cute, it is better to be my son-in-law, so that my company will be yours in the future!" ”

Funeral flowers rolled their eyes, why didn't she find out that Sakurada was so obscene before? Just because of a script, I sold my daughter! Immediately rolled his eyes.

"Mr. Akira Sakurada, I think you should think about how to send our script out first! It's not that I'm belittling you, if there is no improvement this month, your artist office will really be finished! ”

However, listening to the words of the funeral flower, Sakurada's face suddenly turned grim, and the whole person became serious.

For the first time, he looked at him with an equal, adult-like gaze, "Scarlet Snow Burial Flower, maybe I would have been worried about this problem before today, but after reading your script today, I feel that as long as you are there, Sakurada Office will never collapse, and it will get better and better in the future." You're a genius, a real genius! ”

The funeral flower was stunned for a while, but after a while, she suddenly smiled.

"Don't worry, I won't let you down!"