"As long as we persevere and do our best——, we will definitely achieve it—" The phone rang at this time.

He Duoduo put down the photo and took out his phone from his coat pocket: "Hey? ”

"That's a lot.,Just the revision of the plot that was discussed today.,I'm sorry for you to send it to me before tomorrow.,Thank you." The director over there said politely.

There was a very noisy voice on the other end of the phone, and it was conceivable that it should be a resumption of the filming process.

He Qiduo smiled and agreed: "Okay, director, don't worry, I'll send it to you before tomorrow." ”

When the director heard her promise, his tone was even more polite: "Eh, okay." Haha, then bothering you. I'm still busy now, so let's talk next time, I'll get busy first. ”

"Okay, go get busy." He Qiduo smiled and nodded.

How many times I heard the beep of the phone hanging up over there, took the phone away from my ear, looked at the phone and sighed deeply.

Alas~ I'm going to stay up all night again.

For the profession of screenwriter, the simple thing is that there are basically no stable working hours.

As long as it is requested by the other side, then you have to put everything behind and get the script out as fast as possible.

——

He Qiduo took the key and opened the door, and after entering, he hung his bag on the wall at the door, took it off at the door, and entered the living room.

She washed up casually, changed into a set of pajamas, put on round-rimmed silver-rimmed glasses, made a cup of coffee and sat down in front of the pink laptop on the desk.

With a look of enthusiasm, she tied a red ribbon to her forehead.

I saw that it said "Ben Xiaokang!!" ”。

……

Don't ask, ask is, her ideal in life.

She casually tucked the picture of the black hole on the desk into the first book of the pile of books on the desk.

Maybe for others, this kind of work will always be more or less tiring, but for how much, she will only write more and more energetically.

A good plot can always fascinate her, bring in emotion, and generate empathy.

As the keyboard hits, time flies......

By the time the revision of the script was completed, it was already past eleven o'clock.

He Qiduo looked at the final ending, hooked the corners of his mouth, and smiled.

You really have to thank that Xiao Han star, otherwise the ending would not be so complete.

After she sent the rest of the revised script to the director, she stretched her waist a lot, and the overwhelming drowsiness soon hit.

He was so tired that he habitually put his hand on the table and the pile of books next to it.

I took a book and put it on the desk, raised it to a certain height that was comfortable, and lay down on it tiredly.

Soon, her breathing became even and slow, and she fell asleep.

But suddenly, in the middle of the pages of the novel that was pressed by her hands, where there was a picture of the black hole, there was a blinding light.

The light gradually became intense and dazzling, and gradually engulfed the novel called "Our Sweet Destiny", until the whole person was completely wrapped in that light.

However, all this is completely unaware of how much I am asleep.

From the other side of the road, I saw so many windows in the study on the second floor, and there was a dazzling light, even illuminating the road directly opposite.

But after a few seconds, the light quickly faded.

Back to the study room on the second floor.

I saw that there were so many people who were sleeping on the desk, and they were gone.

……

Missing, there is also the novel called "Our Sweet Destiny" that was originally sleeping on the mat.

——

"Why are you hurt!?" A middle-aged woman's panicked and worried voice came from downstairs.

"It's none of your business." After a teenager's voice finished indifferently, it was the sound of the door closing.

The middle-aged woman's voice shouted a few times worriedly: "Its words, its words? In his words, you open the door to your mother, and your mother just wants to see how you are, in his words? ”

He Qiduo was woken up by the noise outside the door, turned over in a daze, and muttered: "Hmm-did Aunt Wang next door quarrel with her son again~"

After saying that, he turned over again.

It's really the most difficult to control the rebellious teenager, alas~

He squinted his eyes, rolled around over and over, and found that he couldn't sleep, so he squinted helplessly and sat up, stretching a big lazy waist: "Hmm~~"

This feeling of a full night's sleep is really the best.

He smiled contentedly and patted his face with his hand and opened his eyes.

……

He looked at the room completely unfamiliar: "............"

A few seconds later.

"W-where is this!!" He came back to his senses and said incoherently with wide eyes.

After looking around the room with a bad face, he could vaguely see that this was a girl's room.

She closed her eyes comfortingly and said with a smile: "What a lot, you are changing the script and being stupid." It's just a dream, haha, just a dream. ”

With that, she lay back again.

“……”

He so many eyes carefully opened a slit: "............"

Also, it's still there!!

With a bang, He Qiduo sat up directly from the bed, put on the slippers next to the bed, walked to the door, hesitated for a moment, and then carefully covered the doorknob and pressed down gently.

I heard the door "click" and opened.

He Mu, who was standing in front of He Qiyan's room in the corridor outside the door, heard the sound of the door opening behind her, and also turned around to look at He Qiman.

How many peeks peeked out of the crack in the door: "......"

He Mu saw how much it was, and a hint of flattering sadness appeared on her haggard face, but it was only a flash.

She smiled softly, looked at the other side with a strange face, and asked, "Duoduo, are you hungry?" Mom, this is ......"

“…… Mom?! He looked at her in disbelief.

What is she talking about?

Did she recognize the wrong person......

He Qiduo looked at her with a dry smile and interrupted, "You just ...... Say what? ”

When He Mu heard her words, she approached with a slight frown, and asked worriedly, "Duoduo, what's wrong with you?" Mom, do you want to go downstairs for lunch? ”

…… Mom, that's right, she said she was her own mom!!

He Qiduo's face was pale, he looked at her in horror, and his feet involuntarily took a step back, dodging the hand that He Mu stretched out to touch her head.

After He Mu's hand stiffly stopped in mid-air for a while, she took it back with a smile, still looking at He Qiduo with concern and asked, "What's wrong?" Uncomfortable? Where is ......?"

He Qiduo's mind was blank now, and he didn't pay attention to what she was saying.

She quickly took a few steps back, turned around and stumbled into the room, looking at the mirror in the room that she hadn't noticed just now.

Looking at the girl who is completely miniature in it.

She couldn't believe that she covered her mouth with her hands and looked at herself in the mirror, and found that the girl in the mirror was also covering her mouth with her hands and looking at herself in horror.

For a moment, it was as if all the strength of his body had been drained, and he fell in front of the mirror.

She...... Finished.

She seems to have caught up with the crossing army,

Crossed the !!

After all, she has written novels for so many years, and this kind of incredible and staggering strange thing is not unacceptable to her.

Under her silent observation and understanding, she sighed dryly.

She discovered that there are not only strange things in this world, but only more strange things.

She actually crossed into the novel "Our Sweet Destiny" written by herself, and became the passer-by sister A of a third male who she had a few strokes in it, and she was just an unfamiliar classmate who had been in the same class as the male protagonist in high school.

He Qiduo frowned slightly and propped his chin and sat at the table with a pensive face.

What was it about me that I suddenly crossed over to the book I had written?

She frowned, pondering whether she had done anything that triggered the opportunity to cross over.

After she finished changing the script that day, in the ......

What a lot of eyes narrowed slightly.

Stretched......

No, it was before.

Sleep on your desk without turning off your computer......

Well~ It's not right, it's often like this before.

And it has a relationship, it should also be a time to cross into the script that I just finished revising, not a novel that I have been publishing for several years.

Ah——, why can't you think of it-

He rubbed his hair irritably with both hands, and lay on the dining table with real exhaustion.

Suddenly, a fragment of a memory flashed through her mind.

She scrambled to her feet off the table.

By the way, before she fell asleep on the desk, she casually took a book to the side and fell asleep directly.

Yes, this is the novel.

How many: "......"

Well, I used to sleep with a book cushion in my hand, and I didn't seem to have crossed into any novels.

Ah——, I still thought about loneliness in the end.

He Duoduo lay back on the table with a loveless face.

I haven't received my manuscript fee yet~

120,000~

120,000~~

Also, the bank card that has been deposited for several years at a high cost......

No, we have to go back!

After thinking about it so firmly, he stood up, and wanted to turn around and go upstairs to prepare for the ultimate plan to go home.

Mother He, who brought out the dishes from the kitchen, saw her move and hurriedly shouted, "Duoduo, where are you going?" Skipping a meal? ”

He Qiduo stopped, glanced at He Mu with some hesitation, and bit his lower lip tangledly.

After a while, He Qiduo put away all his unnatural expressions, shook his head with a smile, and said to He Mu: "No, I'll just stand up and move." ”

As she spoke, she approached Mother He because of her smile just now, and looked stunned because she was too shocked, and said, "Mom, what are you eating today?" Did you do it? ”

How much I figured it out just now.

Now she can't find a way to go back, and she may have to stay here for a long time.