"Have you really thought about such a big thing as quitting the experimental group? Do you know how many people want this qualification? What do you want to do when you get it but don't cherish it well? Want to stand shoulder to shoulder with the sun? ”

Comrade Lao Song is also a high-level intellectual, but in some respects, he is still an old-fashioned antique, and he always abides by certain principles, such as respecting teachers and controlling the direction of his children's lives......

Song Yi did not receive this kind of education.

The father and daughter were reunited after a long absence, and everything was subconsciously beautified, but now that they have been together for a long time, there is no beautification effect, and some problems will naturally surface.

"Dad, if you don't have the courage to break the rules, you are not destined to become a brilliant scientist."

Song Yi's words were no different from adding fuel to the fire, and Comrade Song immediately exploded.

"Everyone pushes the front waves of the Yangtze River, do you really want the front waves to die on the beach?"

Song Yi didn't find out what was wrong, and tried to reason with his old father very straightforwardly.

"The predecessors are contributing to the progress of human society, but Rao's ideas are restricted, mistakes occur, and misunderstandings are all normal, and if we want society to continue to develop, we sometimes have to overthrow the former Rao ......"

"Song Yi, pay attention to your current identity, as a student, do you think it's appropriate for you to say something like this?"

Old Comrade Song was already very aggrieved, and he was hit by Song Yi like this, and he forgot all his reason and everything in an instant.

Only then did Song Yi read the fact that he was angry from his old father's confused words and sentences.

"Dad......"

"Don't talk about it! You brat, do you have your share of words? Listen to me! ”

"No, Dad......"

"No interjections! Listen to me! ”

Song Yi listened to the steady stream of broken thoughts coming from the headphones, she sighed and took the phone away from her ear.

Knowing that Comrade Song couldn't calm down for a while, Song Yi didn't want to quarrel with his old father on this issue, so he put his phone aside and began to check the accumulated emails in the mailbox.

Most of them are blessing emails sent in groups on various festivals, and there are a few mass notices in the school, but they basically have nothing to do with Song Yi, except for these, only the script that Mu Bai just packed and sent is left.

Song Yi found the hostess of the new script that Mu Bai had sorted out that had not yet been decided.

In order to create an attractive villain, they will always arrange a tragic childhood, or a tragic past. Then choose an opportune time to blacken them, or become revenge on the world, or become a black messenger of justice.

In short, it's just a few routines.

The character of this heroine belongs to the kind of old routine that turns out new tricks, and she has a very good childhood.

She really experienced darkness after she became an adult and aspired to become a police officer.

At that time, she always believed in justice, until they solved a case, and her family and partners were avenged by the evil forces. The heroine's parents and lovers all died tragically, as well as the increasingly arrogant actions of the teammates who died one after another and the underworld forces, extinguishing the flame of justice in her heart.

After that, things are logical.

Song Yidu felt that she was about to be able to summarize the writing routine from these scripts, if she did not quit the entertainment industry in the future, and she could not receive the script, she could try to write the script by herself.