"Haven't you finished writing yet?" Zhou Jichu asked in a low voice.

After all, he was eating breakfast made by someone else, and it seemed that he was not the kind of person who maliciously delayed the manuscript.

"There's still an ending missing, I'm sorry~" The disappearance on the other side smiled innocently, making people can't bear to blame.

"Don't be in a hurry, there's still some time before the end of the year~"

Zhou Jichu didn't know what was wrong with him, obviously he was here to urge the draft, but now he said that he was not in a hurry to get the draft.

"It's not a matter of time." At this, Vanishing lowered his head.

"That's..."

"It's that I can't think of the ending."

"Huh?" Zhou Jichu put down the sandwich in his hand.

"It's been half a year, and I really can't think of this ending. Just give it a break.,I really feel sorry for the previous plot.。 It's been dragged on like this, and it's been dragged on until now. Vanishing explained.

"Haven't you been inspired for half a year?" Seeing his distressed face, Zhou Jichu couldn't help but ask.

"No, maybe I'll have to pay liquidated damages this time."

It's that kind of simple smile again, which really makes Zhou Jichu difficult. If only he were really that kind of scoundrel, it would have been fine, but he was a good person who was harmless. Zhou Jichu didn't know what to do.

"Hmmm... Can I read your script? After saying this, Zhou Jichu himself was also startled.

Vanishing froze for a moment, then returned to his trademark smile.

"Okay, as long as you don't feel like a waste of time."

With that, Vanishing entered the room. When I came out, I already had an extra folder in my hand.

Zhou Jichu was about to get it, but after thinking about it, he took a piece of paper and wiped his hand, and then took the folder that disappeared and handed over.

Zhou Jichu looked at it carefully, no matter where it was, he was not even familiar with the disappearance.

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"How?" Seeing Zhou Jichu raise his head, he hurriedly asked.

"Hmmm... If you don't give it a good ending, it really insults the previous plot. Zhou Jichu replied.

The great god is worthy of being a great god, and the script he wrote is different from that of a newcomer in the workplace like Zhou Jichu. Whether it's the writing or the style, anyone who reads it will think it's top-quality. Disappearing rose to a new height in Zhou Jichu's heart.

But such a good script is just one ending away.

After thinking about this ending for half a year, very few people really did it, not even Lan Feng, who he had always respected, couldn't do it.

Looking at the disappearance in front of him, Zhou Jichu suddenly felt that what he had done before was really disrespectful to him.

"Huh!" Vanishing sighed.

"Don't sigh, there will always be a way, how can there be a story with an ending~" Zhou Jichu comforted.

Vanishing barely squeezed out a smile.

"You're right." Vanishing smiled, and got up to clean up the dishes.

Zhou Jichu took the script, but he didn't know what to do, so he watched disappearing and washing dishes in a daze.

It took a long time for Zhou Jichu to react.

"Mr. Xiao... Oh no, Mr. Duan, you're busy first, I still have to go back to the studio. ”

"Go ahead, I'm sorry to let you run for nothing." Disappear embarrassedly wiped his hands with a paper handle, and then helped Zhou Jichu open the door.

"Hmmm... If you don't mind, can I take this script with me? Sister Lan, she..." Thinking of Lan Feng's entrustment before leaving, Zhou Jichu didn't want to return empty-handed.

"Okay, you can bring it to Lan Feng."

"Thank you, Mr. Duan!" Zhou Jichu took the folder and left.

After getting out of the elevator, Zhou Jichu was still stunned, as if he had experienced a lot in the past three hours.

But soon this feeling was gone, because Zhou Jichu couldn't find the way.

Obviously, I walked well when I came, but I didn't know how to go back when I turned a corner.

Zhou Jichu looked left and right, and all the unit buildings looked exactly the same.

By feeling, Zhou Jichu walked to the right.

Walking around, it seems that it is getting farther and farther away from the gate, and it seems that I am going around this circle.

At this moment, Lu Yiran appeared whistling, and he really didn't look like a star.

"Yo! Little assistant~ Why are you here? ”

"I'll come..."

"To get a new script? It turns out that Sister Lan also lives in this community! Before Zhou Jichu could answer, Lu Yiran took care of himself and continued.

"It's not! I'll find another writer to get the script. ”

"Whew~ So you're helping him take out the garbage by the way?"

"It's not! I am..." Zhou Jichu just wanted to say that he couldn't find a way out, but when he looked at him with a villainous face, he hurriedly swallowed his words again.

"I said, why don't you wait for others to finish speaking? I'm always thinking about it! Are you a writer? ”

"I'm just saying that, why aren't you upset? You writers can't afford to joke~" Lu Yiran said, raising his eyebrows.

"You..." Zhou Jichu didn't want to be entangled any longer, so he simply left.

"Little assistant~The gate is over there~," Lu Yiran said with a smile.

Zhou Jichu glared at him and walked angrily in the direction he pointed.

Angry, angry, angry!

Zhou Jichu was chattering all the way, cursing that he would never become popular.

Lu Yiran looked at the back of Zhou Jichu leaving and smiled.

"Cut~ I saw you walking around here upstairs, I really don't know the hearts of good people, and I wasted half a day cleaning up the garbage."

Lu Yiran threw the garbage into the trash can, clapped his hands and went upstairs.

Back in the studio, Fu Xiaoxiao, who was sitting opposite, looked dejected, and tapped on the keyboard with two big black circles under his eyes.

"What's wrong Xiaoxiao, you're today..."

"Why are you here?" Fu Xiaoxiao glanced up and continued to lower her head.

"I'm going to urge the draft~ Is Sister Lan here?"

"Yes, but it's best not to look for her yet."

"Why?"

Fu Xiaoxiao shook her head with a smile and did not speak.

Zhou Jichu saw Fu Xiaoxiao like this for the first time, looked at the door of the small room again, and sat down obediently.

Based on past experience, Fu Xiaoxiao said not to go to Sister Lan, it was better not to go.

Soon, the door of the small room opened, and Zhou Jichu straightened his waist instantly.

I saw that Lan Feng changed his usual sassy appearance, and came out with two big black circles under his eyes like Fu Xiaoxiao.

"Zhou Jichu ~ Come in!"

As soon as he heard his name, Zhou Jichu stood up suddenly, took the folder and walked to the small room, not daring to delay for a second.

"Sister Lan... You okay? Zhou Jichu asked tremblingly.

"Well, I'm dying."

"Huh?"

"Leave me alone, is the vanishing manuscript coming?"

"It's not going to be... But there are also..." Zhou Jichu didn't know how to answer for a while.

"What do you mean?" Lan Feng's gaze instantly sharpened.

"It's just... It's just that this script is still short of an ending. Zhou Jichu said, and put the folder on Lan Feng's desk.