On a flight from China to South Korea, Chen Xueqian was looking down intently, writing a love story on a pile of low-quality paper. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

His face was bathed in the backlight outside the window, looking so melancholy and serene. His pen never stopped, as if this story was about to erupt in his chest, so hearty, so engraved.

If you ignore the dollar-a-piece black pen he uses, and ignore the two sketchbooks he bought from the small convenience store on the airport road. He looks like an artist.

Even now, he resembles a melancholy, destitute artist. An artist who suffers from poverty but is always unwilling to compromise with the world.

Next to him was a woman with a blanket over her face. said that she is a woman because of her beautiful curves and slender ****, so that those who are lucky enough to see her can't help but have a burst of beautiful imagination.

However, at this time, Chen Xueqian only had focus. There is no afterglow for the infinite spring next door.

When a drum-like belly sounded. Chen Xueqian raised his head for the first time. The face in the backlight was a little tired, a little pale. However, it is more about calmness and self-confidence.

The woman beside him, whose face was covered by a blanket, was also awakened by the sound of a drum. It can be seen that this is an extremely elegant girl. She didn't express her dissatisfaction irritably like ordinary people, nor did she pull down the thin blanket like the abrupt beauty and give the guy next to her a pretty white eye.

The woman seemed to be in her sleep and still maintained her self-cultivation. She just suddenly adjusted from a kind of relaxation to a burst of tension. The infinitely beautiful curves seem to come to life suddenly. The undulating mountains suddenly became more uneven.

Chen Xueqian frowned slightly. sighed silently, and once again buried himself in writing a story that can only be beautiful!

Just as Chen Xueqian lowered his head again and immersed himself in his own world, the woman next to him slowly sat up. There is no extravagance in the novel, only a kind of elegance, according to a certain unique sense of rhythm. Take off the blanket to cover yourself.

Turning his head, he turned his head against the light and looked at the boy hidden in the light.

For the first time since getting on the plane, the woman took a serious look at the boy sitting next to her. It looks like he was still in high school. It's just that he has a touch of maturity that is not commensurate with his age.

That's not the maturity of ordinary young people. It is a kind of calm and calm maturity after the vicissitudes of habit.

"This is a boy with a story!" The woman made an epilogue in her heart.

Seeing that the other party was writing with a focused face, her good upbringing made her suppress the curiosity in her heart. She only looked at Chen Xueqian for a moment before looking away, it was rude to keep staring at a stranger!

The woman's gaze averted and inadvertently fell on the inferior paper that Chen Xueqian had scattered on the table.

Originally well-educated, she didn't want to be rude to snoop on other people's privacy. It's just that the handwriting on those inferior papers is like a pile of art, which attracts her attention.

This word is really beautiful! What does such a beautiful word record? The woman couldn't help but have such curiosity in her heart.

"Maybe you can wait for him to stop writing, and then apologize to him. You shouldn't mind looking at him! "It's the first time Son Ye-jin has made a reason for her faux pas like this.

Because she's so curious!

Thinking of this, the woman nodded slightly to Chen Xueqian, who was engrossed in writing, and then gently picked up the pile of scattered manuscript papers that he casually put aside.

When the woman saw the manuscript, she knew at first glance that it was a script!

This discovery couldn't help but make the woman even more curious, a boy who looked like a high school student was actually writing a script, which was really surprising.

couldn't help but secretly look at Chen Xueqian again, and the woman looked at the content of the manuscript paper in her hand seriously.

The story is about a woman who is discriminated against because of her appearance, so the woman goes to the hospital for plastic surgery, and then reappears in front of everyone with a makeover.

The whole story revolves around the strong contrast that has been remodeled, and although it is full of comedy, it makes people want to cry.

And in the whole process full of jokes, he is always questioning the horror of the world to judge people by their appearance. When she saw that the heroine was caught and coerced, the woman's heart was lifted.

But the story comes to an abrupt end.

Because Chen Xueqian stopped the pen in his hand.

The woman was suddenly surprised, but before she could say anything to Chen Xueqian, who had come over, a flight attendant came to them first.

The stewardess politely bowed to the two of them and said hello.

"Sir, the plane is about to land, please put away the table and fasten your seatbelts."

After saying that, the good-looking stewardess turned to look at the woman again.

"Do you need any help, lady?"

The woman was the only stunned, and looked at such a flight attendant with some puzzlement.

The flight attendant raised her hand and pointed to her eyes.

The woman was prompted by her to reach out and wipe her eyes. Suddenly I realized that I didn't know when, I had burst into tears.

She hurriedly took out a handkerchief, wiped her tears, and said apologetically to the flight attendant: "I lost my temper, but I'm really fine. It's just that all of a sudden I get a little emotional."

The flight attendant looked at her again, and then looked at Chen Xueqian, who had a calm face. Nodding and politely walking away.

After wiping the tears on her face, the woman looked at Chen Xueqian apologetically.

"I'm really sorry I read the script you wrote without your permission." The woman's tone was sincere.

Chen Xueqian smiled and didn't say anything more. just silently took the manuscript handed back by the other party.

"It's okay, there's no need to apologize for this kind of thing."

The woman looked at the boy who had taken the manuscript back and turned her head to look out the window again, and her heart couldn't help but feel a great curiosity.

"Are you a screenwriter?" This woman rarely takes the initiative to talk to a strange man like this, so she can't help but feel a little apprehensive. Maybe it's because the boy is too calm. She always can't help but think of him as her peer.

Chen Xueqian looked back when he heard this, a little surprised. He could see that the woman in front of him should be a very cultivated person. He really didn't expect the other party to take the initiative to talk to strangers.

It's just that even though he was surprised, out of politeness, Chen Xueqian still answered her question: "I'm not a screenwriter, just a hobbyist."

After saying that, the two fell silent again.

Such a woman felt as if her heart was pounding and pounding at this time. She had never been so embarrassed or even a little nervous.

"Can you take the liberty of asking, are you Korean? Because it doesn't seem like you're Korean. After the woman asked, she realized that her question seemed a little abrupt.

Chen Xueqian didn't care too much, and said calmly: "I am Chinese, I haven't learned Korean for a long time, and I don't speak it very well, which makes you laugh." ”.

The woman waved her hand in a panic when she heard him say this: "No, no, you already speak Korean very well, really." And your Korean is even better! ”

For this evaluation, Chen Xueqian was a little embarrassed for a while. He doesn't really understand. Although the text he wrote was in Korean, it was written according to the subtitles of the movie in his memory. The storyboard is written in English.

It's just that Chen Xueqian naturally didn't need to explain to a person who met in Pingshui, so he said a little casually: "You praised it." ”

The woman also noticed that the other party seemed to be lacking in interest, and couldn't help but feel embarrassed, "That, in fact, I'm an actor, I know some directors, if you're interested, I can help you hand over the script to a few directors who are familiar with you." ”

Hearing the woman's words, Chen Xueqian looked at the other party seriously for the first time, but to be honest, he couldn't tell the Korean face a little. After looking at it for a while, he couldn't recognize who the other party was. However, he only noticed at this time that the other party's appearance was indeed not bad.

After thinking for a while, Chen Xueqian opened his mouth and asked, "May I ask what is your name?" ”

Hearing Chen Xueqian's question, the woman hurriedly took out a business card from her pocket and handed it to Chen Xueqian: "Hello, I'm Korean actor Son Ye-jin, please give me a lot of advice, this is my business card, please accept it." ”

Chen Xueqian looked at the other party's somewhat exaggerated performance, was slightly surprised, and said, "You're okay!" ”

Just as Chen Xueqian was about to say something more, the plane happened to land at Incheon Airport, and the announcement of the plane's arrival sounded on the radio.

So Chen Xueqian shrugged his shoulders and said, "Then there is a chance to see you again!" ”

Son Ye-jin hurriedly said goodbye to her as well. The two got up and went their separate ways. (To be continued.) )