In the dim light, in the narrow room, all the sounds were extremely strong by the noise of the lonely space, and even the slight breathing became a roaring noise. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Zhou Jing looked at the script in her hand, her heart was beating like a drum, and her breathing became short.

Whether the excitement is imagining that he is going to make a movie and how he feels after becoming famous, or holding the heavy script and feeling the worry of when he will be able to write a complete script, Zhou Jing herself is not clear.

"Won't you open it and take a look?" Yang Fan beside him couldn't wait to urge Zhou Jing to open the script and take a look.

"Well, I'll take a look." As she spoke, Zhou Jing carefully flipped the paper and began to read the script.

In fact, Zhou Jing, who did not specialize in learning this knowledge, did not know how the script was written, what needed to be written, what needed to be described, and she did not know what it was.

"You can take your own time first, and I'll go to Director Xu."

"Why are you looking for him?" Zhou Jing looked up at Yang Fan in front of him and said seriously. "I hope you didn't go to him to apologize."

Every sentence seemed to be out of Yang Fan's expectations, Yang Fan stood in front of Zhou Jing, looked at this immature face, green eyes, and said in a stunned moment. "There will be no apologies."

"That's good." Hearing Yang Fan's words, Zhou Jing suddenly felt much more down-to-earth in his heart.

"Then I'll go up, you take your time, I'll come down to you in a while."

"Well, well, did you go to show him the song you wrote in the subway that day?"

"Yes." Yang Fan said as he took out an A4 piece of paper from his backpack and shook it at Zhou Jing. "It's the one you wrote the lyrics to."

"So, let me know when you have the result, okay?" There was a sense of tension in his voice.

"Haha, of course, you have to pay for the manuscript after it is issued?"

"Ah, that's not necessary, I can't even dream of being able to send it, and what kind of manuscript fee do you say."

"Haha, okay, then I'll go up first."

"Well, you can go quickly." Zhou Jing seemed to forget that she was still angry because of Yang Fan's matter just now, and she hated Director Xu, and now she was looking nervously and excitedly at the script given by Director Xu in the palm of her hand, she carefully flipped the script, and sparks flashed in her eyes.

Yang Fan walked to the door, clutched the manuscript in his hand, looked back at Zhou Jing, who was looking down at the script, and sighed heavily. I turned around and went upstairs.

The weather in Shanghai is gray, the sun is blocked by dark clouds, and the black clouds are densely wrapped around the city, and the people who are pressed even breathing have become heavy.

Today is destined to be a day that is not blessed.

Yang Fan took the elevator to Director Xu's office on the top floor, and when the elevator stopped at the recording studio on the tenth floor, Yang Fan raised his head, and was greeted by a handsome man wearing casual sportswear and a peaked cap, surrounded by everyone and standing at the elevator entrance, even without makeup can not stop the visual impact brought to you by that tight face, Liu Xinjie, a red and purple singer, replaces the person who succeeded Yang Fan.

After the two glanced at each other, Yang Fan immediately lowered his head, while Liu Xinjie was particularly calm. You must know that these two familiar strangers have only met once in five years, at the beginning, when they were still a fledgling newcomer, they sat in Director Xu's office and quarreled fiercely, struggled, and finally Liu Xinjie won, Yang Fan completely compromised, since then, Yang Fan sat silently with his favorite creation, and Liu Xinjie's laborious performance became more and more popular step by step.

"Wait for the next trip." After speaking, Liu Xinjie got on the elevator alone, and took the elevator alone with Yang Fan.

"I'm going to find Brother Xu." Liu Xinjie looked at the button of the elevator and said lightly.

"Yes."

"It just so happens that I'm going too."

Hearing this, Yang Fan raised his head and looked at Liu Xinjie, but he could only see his back. "I have a new song."

"Oh? Is it? And then what? ”

"You, don't you want it?"

"What?" Liu Xinjie turned around and looked directly into Yang Fan's eyes, and that look showed Yang Fan his achievements incomprehensibly. "Me, do you need it?"

The simple four words, Yang Fan listened like countless frozen daggers stabbing into his heart, cold, painful, and numb. Everything has changed from the moment he is willing to compromise, the same two newcomers, their own words have made themselves become substitutes who will never see people, but they have achieved the glory of others, and they have to be ruthlessly destroyed by that person.

"It's you."

"What?"

"It was you who asked people to come to me to record, it was you who told Director Xu that I didn't want to do it, and it was you who handed the manuscript I handed to Director Xu down and handed it to another company to frame me."

"Oops, framed, what a heavy two words, I can't afford it." Liu Xinjie leaked a ruffian hooligan to deal with it, which made the anger in Yang Fan's heart burn even more violently.

"You'll ......."

"Ding-dong." Before Yang Fan finished speaking, the elevator arrived.

"Aren't you afraid that I'll expose you?" Yang Fan pulled Liu Xinjie's arm at the elevator entrance to continue the topic he had just discussed.

"Expose, what?" The corners of Liu Xinjie's mouth rose and a sly smile leaked.

Yang Fan stood in place and looked at Liu Xinjie's distant back, it was not the back of ordinary people, it was the back of how many people were crazy to pursue, the back of being held in the palm of everyone's hand. In an instant, Yang Fan felt that he was really helpless, helpless about everything.

"Brother Jie, you're here, what do you want to drink today?"

The secretary sitting outside the door saw Liu Xinjie from a distance, so he greeted him with a smile. Unlike Yang Fan, who has been here for five years, he will pass by this girl's desk almost every day, but he has never seen her smile at himself once.

"It's okay, just look at it." Liu Xinjie leaned on the female secretary's face and said teasingly.

"Oh, Brother Jie, you really are." The female secretary turned around and left with a shy look, without even looking at Yang Fan who was standing behind her.

"Let's go, let's go in together."

After a pause, Yang Fan also followed Liu Xinjie in.

"Xiaojie, I'm looking for you. Hey? You two, how can you come together? Director Xu let out an angry expression at Yang Fan when he saw Yang Fan behind Liu Xinjie.

"Oh, I happened to bump into it when I got on the elevator, so we came up together."

"Really?"

"Otherwise, what else. Yang Fan, it's okay, come and sit. Liu Xinjie greeted Yang Fan like a master.

This sitting, sitting so uncomfortable.

After Yang Fan sat down, Director Xu's Liu Xinjie and the two began to chat with each other, and they were completely disgusted like a piece of stinky air.

Finally, silence was no longer the solution to the problem, and after being ignored for nearly an hour, Yang Fan finally mustered all the courage to say to Director Xu.

"Mr. Xu, I won't do it, and I won't give this draft, I want to sing my own songs for everyone to hear."