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A gray cloud poked its head out from under the table, and the white tablecloth covered most of its body, revealing two fleshy claws.

The little head is crooked, and the beautiful big eyes jump over the long-haired female with disdain, and freeze on the owner of the house that she hasn't seen for a few days.

The cat master is like a spirit, usually entertaining himself outside the villa, occasionally going back to the house to eat and drink water, and by the way, he patrols the territory, so Qiao Weihuan encounters it very rarely, and every time he meets, he will be despised by it.

This is from the unhappiness that the territory is occupied by unknown people, Qiao Weihuan understands.

However, it is impossible for the owner to recognize that the cat master is too class-conscious, and he pasted a smooth fur on He Zhengxiao's dark gray trouser legs, rubbing it around as if flattering. Compared to the stinky fart when facing Qiao Weihuan, its current flattering face is simply outrageous.

He Zhengxiao stretched out his hand and scratched the cat master's brain.

The cat squinted comfortably, simply lay on the ground, and enjoyed the rare closeness of the owner of the house, and even soft: "Meow~"

Qiao Weihuan: "......"

The cat's pride drifted away in the wind, right?

He Zhengxiao, who was teasing the cat, took a break from his busy schedule, and gently put the soup bowl under Qiao Weihuan's nose with his big hand, and his night-like eyes fell on her: "What do you want to talk about?" ”

Qiao Weihuan looked up at him, looked down at the soup, lowered her head a little more, looked at the cat, and suddenly had a subtle thought, which made her just rising thoughts disappear, and waved her hand happily, "It's nothing, I'm full, I'll go upstairs first." ”

After speaking, he got up neatly, ignored the heavy gaze behind him, and walked out of the restaurant.

When I returned to my room, I flipped through my phone and saw a missed call.

Recently, everyone knows what happened to Qiao Weihuan, and at first they would contact her persistently, but then they felt that she was unlikely to appear in the short term, so they gradually died down, so Qiao Weihuan dared to turn on the phone, but the person who called was really unexpected by her.

Lu Xiaoya didn't know what she had gone through, so she would call her.

Qiao Weihuan stared at the phone in surprise for a long time, thought about it again and again, but didn't reply. She played with the tablet for a while, flipped out this year's domestic and foreign movie rankings, read the introduction from beginning to end, and when she looked up again, it was already dark.

There was nothing to do recently, Qiao Weihuan simply wasted her life and continued to read the profile, intending to keep herself up like a night owl, but at half past one in the middle of the night, the phone rang again.

The name of "Mo Xilin" suddenly lit up on the screen, Qiao Weihuan frowned and looked at it, and scratched the screen.

The other party disturbed the people in the middle of the night, and he didn't expect Qiao Weihuan to really answer, and when he heard the background sound that became quiet after the ringtone disappeared, he was probably also surprised, and he didn't make a sound for three seconds.

Instead, Qiao Weihuan opened her mouth first, "Lu Xiaoya called me before. ”

That end was quiet again, I'm afraid Mo Xilin didn't expect that Qiao Weihuan would say this as soon as he opened his mouth.

Qiao Weihuan moved from the chair to the bed, stretched out her hand to smooth her hair, "But I didn't receive it, and I didn't reply." I think you need to know about this, after all, the reason she called me is only related to you. ”

Mo Xilin relieved himself from the initial shock and confusion, and said in a hoarse voice, "I know. ”

"Qiao Weihuan." He called his name but paused for a moment before continuing, "Do you have time tomorrow?" ”

"There should be, what's wrong?"

"I want to meet you."

Qiao Weihuan was not surprised by this sentence at all, and said with a calm expression: "Okay, when?" ”

Even if Moxie doesn't look for her, she still wants to meet him.

The wedding ring was still with her, it was too expensive for Mosilin to take it back, but she had to return it.

Moxie was speechless again and again tonight, and was silent for a while, before he said, "Okay, then—"

"Wait a minute." Qiao Weihuan interrupted Mo Xilin's words and tilted his head to listen for a while.

Sure enough, I heard it right, someone was knocking on the door.

Qiao Weihuan got out of bed with the phone, opened the door, and the smell of smoke came to her face.

The light in the corridor was adjusted to hypnotic brightness by Uncle Zhong, and He Zhengxiao stood idly at the door in a hazy dim, between his slender fingers, the fireworks were bright and dim.

Qiao Weihuan covered the microphone and asked puzzledly: "It's so late, what's wrong?" ”

He Zhengxiao's deep eyes brushed the phone in her hand, and his voice was low and unplayful, "The voice you spoke made me noisy." ”

Qiao Weihuan looked at him twice with a surprised face, and found that there was no wrinkle on the shirt and trousers of this product, and it didn't look like a person who had fallen asleep.

Besides, she and Mo Xilin only said a few words, and the voice was not loud, He Zhengxiao could still be noisy, it was either that the sound insulation of his house was too poor, or He Zhengxiao had thousands of miles of ears.

Qiao Weihuan didn't want to discuss the fundamental reason why he was quarreled with He Zhengxiao, so he retreated and said, "I'm sorry, I'll pay attention next time." ”

Closing the door, feeling resistance halfway, Qiao Weihuan opened the door again, and He Zhengxiao slowly withdrew his hand to push the door.

Qiao Weihuan: "...... Anything else? ”

"Do me a favor?"

Qiao Weihuan blinked his eyes and looked at him for ten seconds.

He Zhengxiao's outline was a little blurred by the light, and the emotions that were already difficult to distinguish made her even more unpredictable at this time. However, his tone sounded very serious, Qiao Weihuan thought for a while and asked, "What's busy?" ”

"The domestic entertainment mechanism is very different from that of foreign countries, and if you want to touch this gold-absorbing pool, you need to understand its operation mode first." He Zhengxiao took a slow puff of cigarette, "You know more about the market in the entertainment industry than ordinary people. Your comments may be useful. ”

Qiao Weihuan was stunned, and then quickly said, "Okay, you wait for me to put on a coat." ”

After speaking, he turned around and went back to the room to get his coat, let go of the phone in his hand, and said to Mo Xilin, who had been waiting for a long time on the other end as he walked: "I have something to do here, you can send me a message to set a time, I have been very idle recently, and I will go to the appointment without any accidents." ”

…… What's wrong with this time?

However, Qiao Weihuan didn't mind what Mo Xilin thought at all, and hurriedly hung up the phone, hung up his coat emptyly, and walked out of his room.

In the quiet corridor, the light in the study is still on.

Qiao Weihuan went in, He Zhengxiao turned his back to her, raised his hand and picked up a pile of paper on the table, and immediately turned around and handed it to her.

Qiao Weihuan took it curiously, roughly swept a few words on the homepage, turned the page and looked at it twice, raised his eyes, and asked in surprise: "This is ...... Movie outline? Are you going to invest in movies? ”

He Zhengxiao's cigarette burned to his tail, and he was struggling to emit smoke, and was pinched by his bony fingers for seven inches, and ended the rest of his life in the glass ashtray.

"What do you think of this movie?"

Qiao Weihuan frowned, thought about it carefully, and said, "If I were an investor, I wouldn't have invested in this movie." There is only one reason, the commerciality of this film is too low, and the literary and artistic nature is not enough, whether it is for the awards of the film festival or the sales rate of the theater, it is difficult to get satisfactory results. ”

"Hmm." He Zhengxiao didn't know whether it was negative or affirmative, and his perfect jaw nodded in the direction of the desk, "There are other things on the table, you go and take a look." ”

Qiao Weihuan had already seen the pile of documents on his desk, and when he walked over to take a look, he found that there was not only a movie outline, but also a contract and the like. She didn't dare to look around, and when she found that it wasn't what she should have seen, she immediately looked away. However, the front pages of other documents were all cloudy and foggy, and there was no reason for it, so Qiao Weihuan had to look at it in a measured manner, trying to find the "other" that He Zhengxiao said.

He Zhengxiao stood behind her silently, his tall body almost enveloped the slender woman completely, his raised arm went around her waist, and he leaned into the desktop without hurrying, and his fingers lightly touched a certain document, "Here." ”

Qiao Weihuan's mind was still immersed in the outline of the movie she had just seen, and she didn't notice how close the man was to her. She took the second document, flipped it open, bent her delicate neck, and looked at it carefully by the warm light.

This is a small seal of the character, not a story outline, but it has about 100,000 words, telling the life of this person in detail. It does not write about the personality of this person, but it presents a living person in a vivid and three-dimensional way.

If the plot is unfolded with such characters, the watchability of the movie will be very high......

When she is serious, it is easy to forget herself, and she will not notice the gaze next to her at all, and her eyes will be lit up with strong interest, making her eyes bloom with a bright and dazzling light.

When I'm happy, I will unconsciously my mouth, think it's interesting, and pout, a little cute.

Brown hair falls from behind the ears to the shoulders and neck, and black butterflies loom behind the hair.

Probably feeling a little itchy on her neck, she raised her hand and pulled it, her clean and full nails were crystal clear by the light.

He Zhengxiao curled the corners of his lips, stretched his powerful arms, supported the table with his palms, completely caged the woman in his arms, lowered his head slightly, and asked in a low voice in her ear: "How is it?" ”

Qiao Weihuan was almost fascinated by it, and was startled by the subwoofer in his ear, and subconsciously said, "Very good." ”

She hurriedly turned to a certain page, dotted her fingers on the dense small print, and said with great interest: "Look here, this is a very interesting point for this character." From here, the character's personality has undergone a big shift, and it is easy to make a play. ”

Qiao Weihuan turned two more pages, talked to He Zhengxiao in detail, and finally sighed with emotion, "Which screenwriter wrote this?" Really talented. I think that just looking at the character Xiao Seal can already determine the direction of the outline, and if it is made into a movie, this film is likely to win awards. ”

She thought about it, He Zhengxiao should explore the depths of the showbiz for commercial purposes, so she said: "But in a different direction, it is also ...... to simply take the route of commercial feature films."

Suddenly felt a softness on his neck, and the butterflies under his ears trembled uncontrollably, Qiao Weihuan endured the trembling of his whole body, biting his lips, and did not let himself make a sound.

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Remember for a second No pop-ups

A gray cloud poked its head out from under the table, and the white tablecloth covered most of its body, revealing two fleshy claws.

The little head is crooked, and the beautiful big eyes jump over the long-haired female with disdain, and freeze on the owner of the house that she hasn't seen for a few days.

The cat master is like a spirit, usually entertaining himself outside the villa, occasionally going back to the house to eat and drink water, and by the way, he patrols the territory, so Qiao Weihuan encounters it very rarely, and every time he meets, he will be despised by it.

This is from the unhappiness that the territory is occupied by unknown people, Qiao Weihuan understands.

However, it is impossible for the owner to recognize that the cat master is too class-conscious, and he pasted a smooth fur on He Zhengxiao's dark gray trouser legs, rubbing it around as if flattering. Compared to the stinky fart when facing Qiao Weihuan, its current flattering face is simply outrageous.

He Zhengxiao stretched out his hand and scratched the cat master's brain.

The cat squinted comfortably, simply lay on the ground, and enjoyed the rare closeness of the owner of the house, and even soft: "Meow~"

Qiao Weihuan: "......"

The cat's pride drifted away in the wind, right?

He Zhengxiao, who was teasing the cat, took a break from his busy schedule, and gently put the soup bowl under Qiao Weihuan's nose with his big hand, and his night-like eyes fell on her: "What do you want to talk about?" ”

Qiao Weihuan looked up at him, looked down at the soup, lowered her head a little more, looked at the cat, and suddenly had a subtle thought, which made her just rising thoughts disappear, and waved her hand happily, "It's nothing, I'm full, I'll go upstairs first." ”

After speaking, he got up neatly, ignored the heavy gaze behind him, and walked out of the restaurant.

When I returned to my room, I flipped through my phone and saw a missed call.

Recently, everyone knows what happened to Qiao Weihuan, and at first they would contact her persistently, but then they felt that she was unlikely to appear in the short term, so they gradually died down, so Qiao Weihuan dared to turn on the phone, but the person who called was really unexpected by her.

Lu Xiaoya didn't know what she had gone through, so she would call her.

Qiao Weihuan stared at the phone in surprise for a long time, thought about it again and again, but didn't reply. She played with the tablet for a while, flipped out this year's domestic and foreign movie rankings, read the introduction from beginning to end, and when she looked up again, it was already dark.

There was nothing to do recently, Qiao Weihuan simply wasted her life and continued to read the profile, intending to keep herself up like a night owl, but at half past one in the middle of the night, the phone rang again.

The name of "Mo Xilin" suddenly lit up on the screen, Qiao Weihuan frowned and looked at it, and scratched the screen.

The other party disturbed the people in the middle of the night, and he didn't expect Qiao Weihuan to really answer, and when he heard the background sound that became quiet after the ringtone disappeared, he was probably also surprised, and he didn't make a sound for three seconds.

Instead, Qiao Weihuan opened her mouth first, "Lu Xiaoya called me before. ”

That end was quiet again, I'm afraid Mo Xilin didn't expect that Qiao Weihuan would say this as soon as he opened his mouth.

Qiao Weihuan moved from the chair to the bed, stretched out her hand to smooth her hair, "But I didn't receive it, and I didn't reply." I think you need to know about this, after all, the reason she called me is only related to you. ”

Mo Xilin relieved himself from the initial shock and confusion, and said in a hoarse voice, "I know. ”

"Qiao Weihuan." He called his name but paused for a moment before continuing, "Do you have time tomorrow?" ”

"There should be, what's wrong?"

"I want to meet you."

Qiao Weihuan was not surprised by this sentence at all, and said with a calm expression: "Okay, when?" ”

Even if Moxie doesn't look for her, she still wants to meet him.

The wedding ring was still with her, it was too expensive for Mosilin to take it back, but she had to return it.

Moxie was speechless again and again tonight, and was silent for a while, before he said, "Okay, then—"

"Wait a minute." Qiao Weihuan interrupted Mo Xilin's words and tilted his head to listen for a while.

Sure enough, I heard it right, someone was knocking on the door.

Qiao Weihuan got out of bed with the phone, opened the door, and the smell of smoke came to her face.

The light in the corridor was adjusted to hypnotic brightness by Uncle Zhong, and He Zhengxiao stood idly at the door in a hazy dim, between his slender fingers, the fireworks were bright and dim.

Qiao Weihuan covered the microphone and asked puzzledly: "It's so late, what's wrong?" ”

He Zhengxiao's deep eyes brushed the phone in her hand, and his voice was low and unplayful, "The voice you spoke made me noisy." ”

Qiao Weihuan looked at him twice with a surprised face, and found that there was no wrinkle on the shirt and trousers of this product, and it didn't look like a person who had fallen asleep.

Besides, she and Mo Xilin only said a few words, and the voice was not loud, He Zhengxiao could still be noisy, it was either that the sound insulation of his house was too poor, or He Zhengxiao had thousands of miles of ears.

Qiao Weihuan didn't want to discuss the fundamental reason why he was quarreled with He Zhengxiao, so he retreated and said, "I'm sorry, I'll pay attention next time." ”

Closing the door, feeling resistance halfway, Qiao Weihuan opened the door again, and He Zhengxiao slowly withdrew his hand to push the door.

Qiao Weihuan: "...... Anything else? ”

"Do me a favor?"

Qiao Weihuan blinked his eyes and looked at him for ten seconds.

He Zhengxiao's outline was a little blurred by the light, and the emotions that were already difficult to distinguish made her even more unpredictable at this time. However, his tone sounded very serious, Qiao Weihuan thought for a while and asked, "What's busy?" ”

"The domestic entertainment mechanism is very different from that of foreign countries, and if you want to touch this gold-absorbing pool, you need to understand its operation mode first." He Zhengxiao took a slow puff of cigarette, "You know more about the market in the entertainment industry than ordinary people. Your comments may be useful. ”

Qiao Weihuan was stunned, and then quickly said, "Okay, you wait for me to put on a coat." ”

After speaking, he turned around and went back to the room to get his coat, let go of the phone in his hand, and said to Mo Xilin, who had been waiting for a long time on the other end as he walked: "I have something to do here, you can send me a message to set a time, I have been very idle recently, and I will go to the appointment without any accidents." ”

…… What's wrong with this time?

However, Qiao Weihuan didn't mind what Mo Xilin thought at all, and hurriedly hung up the phone, hung up his coat emptyly, and walked out of his room.

In the quiet corridor, the light in the study is still on.

Qiao Weihuan went in, He Zhengxiao turned his back to her, raised his hand and picked up a pile of paper on the table, and immediately turned around and handed it to her.

Qiao Weihuan took it curiously, roughly swept a few words on the homepage, turned the page and looked at it twice, raised his eyes, and asked in surprise: "This is ...... Movie outline? Are you going to invest in movies? ”

He Zhengxiao's cigarette burned to his tail, and he was struggling to emit smoke, and was pinched by his bony fingers for seven inches, and ended the rest of his life in the glass ashtray.

"What do you think of this movie?"

Qiao Weihuan frowned, thought about it carefully, and said, "If I were an investor, I wouldn't have invested in this movie." There is only one reason, the commerciality of this film is too low, and the literary and artistic nature is not enough, whether it is for the awards of the film festival or the sales rate of the theater, it is difficult to get satisfactory results. ”

"Hmm." He Zhengxiao didn't know whether it was negative or affirmative, and his perfect jaw nodded in the direction of the desk, "There are other things on the table, you go and take a look." ”

Qiao Weihuan had already seen the pile of documents on his desk, and when he walked over to take a look, he found that there was not only a movie outline, but also a contract and the like. She didn't dare to look around, and when she found that it wasn't what she should have seen, she immediately looked away. However, the front pages of other documents were all cloudy and foggy, and there was no reason for it, so Qiao Weihuan had to look at it in a measured manner, trying to find the "other" that He Zhengxiao said.

He Zhengxiao stood behind her silently, his tall body almost enveloped the slender woman completely, his raised arm went around her waist, and he leaned into the desktop without hurrying, and his fingers lightly touched a certain document, "Here." ”

Qiao Weihuan's mind was still immersed in the outline of the movie she had just seen, and she didn't notice how close the man was to her. She took the second document, flipped it open, bent her delicate neck, and looked at it carefully by the warm light.

This is a small seal of the character, not a story outline, but it has about 100,000 words, telling the life of this person in detail. It does not write about the personality of this person, but it presents a living person in a vivid and three-dimensional way.

If the plot is unfolded with such characters, the watchability of the movie will be very high......

When she is serious, it is easy to forget herself, and she will not notice the gaze next to her at all, and her eyes will be lit up with strong interest, making her eyes bloom with a bright and dazzling light.

When I'm happy, I will unconsciously my mouth, think it's interesting, and pout, a little cute.

Brown hair falls from behind the ears to the shoulders and neck, and black butterflies loom behind the hair.

Probably feeling a little itchy on her neck, she raised her hand and pulled it, her clean and full nails were crystal clear by the light.

He Zhengxiao curled the corners of his lips, stretched his powerful arms, supported the table with his palms, completely caged the woman in his arms, lowered his head slightly, and asked in a low voice in her ear: "How is it?" ”

Qiao Weihuan was almost fascinated by it, and was startled by the subwoofer in his ear, and subconsciously said, "Very good." ”

She hurriedly turned to a certain page, dotted her fingers on the dense small print, and said with great interest: "Look here, this is a very interesting point for this character." From here, the character's personality has undergone a big shift, and it is easy to make a play. ”

Qiao Weihuan turned two more pages, talked to He Zhengxiao in detail, and finally sighed with emotion, "Which screenwriter wrote this?" Really talented. I think that just looking at the character Xiao Seal can already determine the direction of the outline, and if it is made into a movie, this film is likely to win awards. ”

She thought about it, He Zhengxiao should explore the depths of the showbiz for commercial purposes, so she said: "But in a different direction, it is also ...... to simply take the route of commercial feature films."

Suddenly felt a softness on his neck, and the butterflies under his ears trembled uncontrollably, Qiao Weihuan endured the trembling of his whole body, biting his lips, and did not let himself make a sound.

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