CHAPTER XXIV

"You sit down, didn't I tell you, tell you not to speak, don't speak, why can't you listen, do you have to see that I am satisfied even if I lose this last hope?"

As soon as he entered the door, Yang Fan began to blame Zhou Jing without saying a word. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoZhou Jing, who was scolded by the critics, was even more angry than Yang Fan.

"Alas, do you have a brain, they use what you wrote and then hang your name and the last famous person is someone else, this is more serious than plagiarism, do you have a brain to tolerate this kind of thing?"

"You know what, don't talk nonsense here if you don't know anything."

"I'm talking nonsense, haha." Zhou Jing took a deep breath, pulled her hair back, walked to the desk, picked up a stack of songs full of staves, pointed at Yang Fan and shouted: "Look at these things, how much can you write in your life, how much effort you put into writing these things, and now you are still being trampled under the feet of people like this." There is no difference between people without dreams and salted fish, you are a person with dreams, but you are really not as good as salted fish now, are you worthy of the word dream? ”

"Hehe, I am, I'm not as good as a salted fish, I'm not worthy of the two words dream, I don't know what a dream is, I just know that because of these two words, I'm living a very painful life now, I want to give up, no, I can't talk about giving up like me."

Yang Fan always spoke in a hopeful tone, leaving a face full of helplessness.

"Yang Fan, you take a good look at these things of yours, and give them them for nothing, aren't you sad in your heart?"

The helplessness on that face makes anyone feel distressed when they see it. Yang Fan sat on the sofa, leaning his head on the sofa, looking at the dim light on the roof, tears falling from the corners of his eyes.

"What can I do if I'm sad?" I don't even have the courage to talk about it now.

"Yang Fan, stop being their fake body, be yourself, now, it's still too late." Zhou Jing sat next to Yang Fan and gently took Yang Fan's hand, Yang Fan was stunned for a moment and turned his head to look at Zhou Jing, "Believe in yourself, your hands are not their writers." ”

"Hehe, it's useless, it's too late to say anything now."

is still a helpless smile, no matter what Zhou Jing says, it is useless.

"Why is it late, as long as you want to do anything. Yang Fan, to be honest, I really can't think of any reason for you to be like this, just want to give up, can't you finally muster up the courage to fight for yourself again? Didn't you just say that you wanted to be yourself, didn't you also record your original song? ”

After Zhou Jing said these words, Yang Fan didn't react except for a few more tears in the corners of his eyes. They are all silent, calm, but I don't know if there will be an outbreak in the silence.

"Want to know why?"

At this moment, an unfamiliar voice suddenly came from the door in the calm space. Zhou Jing and Yang Fan looked at the door at the same time.

"Director Xu, why are you here?" Yang Fan immediately stood up when he saw that the person standing at the door was Director Xu.

Zhou Jing didn't know why he always showed a scared look when he saw Director Xu.

"The superintendent will also eavesdrop on other people." Zhou Jing sat sideways on the sofa with a look of disdain.

"What do you say?" Yang Fan muttered to Zhou Jing in a low voice.

"It's okay, little girl, it's normal to be young and ignorant."

"If it's sensible to eavesdrop on others, then I'm still not sensible."

"Don't talk." Yang Fan nudged Zhou Jing and motioned him not to speak.

The atmosphere was a little awkward, Director Xu kept standing at the door, and Zhou Jing sat firmly on the sofa and spoke disrespectfully.

"Am I wrong?"

"Haha, that's right, that's right, it's my fault for eavesdropping." Saying that, Director Xu walked straight to the sofa and sat down next to Zhou Jing, and when his body touched slightly, Zhou Jing felt uncomfortable and immediately stood up.

This simple action was exchanged for a sneer from Director Xu.

"Yang Fan, your sister is very righteous." The tone of his voice and the look in his eyes show his authority at all times.

"I'm sorry." Yang Fan began to apologize again.

"Sister, do you think my brother is particularly unproductive and cowardly?" Director Xu asked Zhou Jing.

"It's none of your business."

"Oh, girl, listen to me tell you, if Yang Fan didn't compromise at the beginning, all his creations would be just a pile of waste paper, and now, because he suffered a little hardship for his dream, he compromised, his creation was successful, and the music scores written on the paper were perfectly presented with human voices, even if others didn't know that it was his creation, but for him, it was already a success, and that person just borrowed his name to earn some material things."

When some words are said in a light and serious way, the square becomes round, and the wrong becomes correct.

"Do you think it's the praise and material importance of everyone, or the importance of your own dreams and creations?"

Director Xu continued, and Zhou Jing couldn't answer his question. What he said was indeed right, and what could he refute against.

"Still, your dream itself is to want the fame and money that the outside world gives you." Director Xu looked at Yang Fan with sharp eyes and aggressiveness.

"No, I just want what I write to be sung to people, and it doesn't matter if the person who sings is me."

Yang Fan lowered his head again and leaked that helpless look, like a child who had done something wrong and was being criticized.

"Yang Fan, I still didn't misread you." Director Xu smiled with satisfaction.

"Huh." Zhou Jing looked at the two people in front of him, sneered and walked towards the door.

"Wait."

At the moment when Zhou Jing pulled the door, Director Xu stood up and grabbed Zhou Jing's arm, looking at Zhou Jing with sincere eyes.

"Think carefully about what I just said, see how Yang Fan did it, don't be too stubborn. Think about it, come to me. ”

After speaking, he took out a file bag from his bag and handed it to Zhou Jing, and then walked out of the room rubbing his chest against Zhou Jing's shoulder.

"What's that?"

After Director Xu left, Yang Fan sat down on the sofa with a sense of relief, pointed to a stack of papers in Zhou Jing's hand and asked.

"I don't know, open it and take a look." Zhou Jing opened the file bag, and there were several huge words written on the thick A4 paper, and after seeing these words, Zhou Jing instantly felt that it was difficult to breathe, and her head was confused, as if she was in a dream.

Outline of the film script for The Promise.

"What does that mean?" Zhou Jing asked Yang Fan.

"Director Xu, he has taken a fancy to you and wants you to act."

"Acting? Can I act? ”

"Zhou Jing, I think this is your best opportunity, you must seize it. Only by entering this circle can you better fulfill your dreams. Don't be like me and go down the wrong path from the start. ”

Zhou Jing looked at Yang Fan, and then looked at the thick script outline in his hand.

Silent in my heart: Is this right?