"The plot and characters complement each other, and there is nothing wrong with pondering the script and the original book, but the emotional aspects of the characters are also very important." Shen Zhiheng is happy to mention Jun Wan.

"Although it's a story, have you noticed that there are a lot of timelines in the book, huge and orderly, which can be analyzed from this, otherwise, you can ask Ming Ran."

But he just didn't tell me, Jun Wan thought helplessly, pursed his mouth slightly, and began to think again.

It feels like the line is a little clearer again.

Jun Wan nodded thoughtfully, and pointed at the table with his fingertips, and suddenly his eyes lit up.

Brother Ming Ran refused to say, then Sister Xue Bing must know, occasionally taking shortcuts is not considered cheating.

In just a few minutes, the people at the table witnessed Jun Wan's expressions change again and again, and then they were in a state of joy.

He Chuan shook his head, joy and anger are good and bad, but this kid's temper is really his appetite.

The figure suddenly froze, and a restless hand fell to his waist.

He stood up calmly and looked at Shen Zhiheng with his eyes: "Let's talk." ”

said that it was to talk, HCFA always felt that the crew's time was too tight, and this matter always had to find a suitable time, and there was no suitable time to drag it out until now, but HCFA felt that it couldn't be delayed.

The smile on the corner of Shen Zhiheng's mouth was suppressed little by little, and then he recovered little by little, and nodded: "Let's talk." ”

Talk about what qualifications you have to make decisions for me, and what qualifications do you have to pay with enthusiasm and self-righteousness, and keep hiding.

A purple light brushed past the sky, and the sun was also tightly blocked by clouds in a few minutes, the air became even more dull, and there was a faint sound of thunder in the sky.

"It's going to rain." Huang Yanwen leaned against the door, his mobile phone buzzing, it was a rainstorm warning from the Meteorological Bureau.

The crew quickly and orderly packed up the machine and everything, and the bean-sized raindrops smashed down in the next second.

The drama manager looked at the heavy rain and was melancholy: "I won't start work this afternoon." ”

The assistant nodded comfortingly: "It's a torrential rain in the afternoon, this kind of weather is too bad, just pass today, and the materials under the mountain have been stored." ”

The drama manager clicked on his watch and said bitterly: "Time is money, money." ”

Jun Wan, who was helping to put the last thing, heard this sentence and looked at the rain curtain: "Tiangong must be beautiful, and Mr. Li has been busy for a long time, so take advantage of this time to rest." ”

Of course, the drama manager knew that there was no way to do the weather, and when he heard Jun Wan say this, he felt a little better, and said with a smile: "You girl, you can talk, our crew, of course, is protected by the sky, stop work for half a day, you can rest well, I'll go first." ”

With a wave of his hand, he and the little assistant walked into the rain curtain with a big umbrella, and one after another, the others also said goodbye to Jun Wan, and today is officially the end of work.

Everyone in the rain can only stay in their own rooms, which is a rare half-day holiday.

There was almost no one who didn't get wet after walking in the rain, so Jun went back to the house and took a hot shower, put on dry clothes, and washed the wet clothes.

I found a group of people sitting in the pavilion in the middle of the courtyard, and the futon that Gui Yu brought a few days ago was useful.

Shen Zhiheng and He Chuan entered the room where Shen Zhiheng was one after another, and Jun Wan was very discerning and did not say hello.

Jun Wan herself has seen a lot of homosexuals, and it is not surprising that this matter is placed on the two teachers, the kind of undercurrent surging, and the things about each other that have precipitated on the two people, after getting along during this time, Jun Wan can also see it clearly.

Xue Bing was drawing something with a sketchbook, and Jun Wan glanced at it next to him - it was the bright dye who was watching the rain.

Hiccup, Jun Wan felt that his dog food was a little too much.

Xue Bing noticed Jun Wan's eyes, just finished painting, and handed the thick notebook to Jun Wan: "It has been with me for ten years." ”

Jun Wan slowly flipped forward from the painting just now, and found that each one was brightly dyed, teasing cats, cooking, coding words, on the beach, in the grassland, in the bustling streets, in the empty classrooms, smiling, angry.

Each one was slightly dated, and the owner's brush became more and more detailed, and more and more saturated feelings were laid out in the brush.