Fu Wenxiao ran back in the morning and took a shower, then he and Jian Ran ate breakfast in the restaurant together, everything has become a habit, he ran back in the morning and put breakfast in the restaurant to take a bath, she put the breakfast and ate together, and then drove to the company to start a busy day after day.

For a few months, it has been like this again, although the two have not communicated more, but it is enough to live in peace and stability.

Jian Ran held a cup of coffee, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in the office, and looked at the traffic outside slightly distracted.

I don't know how I got over the past few months, as if I was busy every day and didn't have the heart to think about anything else, I just knew to keep moving forward and forward, like a perpetual motion machine.

If his motivation is to protect his father's hard work, what about Fu Wenfang? What makes him work so hard for someone else's company?

"Jian Ran, what are you thinking?" Fu Wenxiao sat on the chair and looked at Jian Ran who had been standing by the window for a long time.

I have to say that Jian Ran is a hard-working and talented child, and in just a few months, he has roughly figured out the operation of Jane's, and even can take charge of some things, although he is still immature in the shopping mall, and his ideas are not far-reaching enough, but it is not easy for a girl in her early 20s.

Jian Ran came back to his senses, shook his head, didn't speak, just turned to look in the direction of Fu Wenxiao.

Jian Ran's whole body against the light seemed to be in darkness, and Fu Wenfang couldn't see Jian Ran's expression clearly.

In a trance, the clip of Jian Ran walking alone and nobly and coldly to the scene on TV yesterday suddenly appeared in Fu Wenxiao's mind, as if it was really different, but he couldn't tell what was different.

"Let's take a look at the detailed planning of the finals here, and if there are no problems, we will start to start." Fu Wenxiao put a document in his hand on the position of Jian Ran next to him. Although the two share a table, a closer look reveals that they are two completely different habits.

Fu Wenxiao used to classify and spread the documents on the table, and Jian Ran used to organize them into a stack and place them up and down according to their importance.

Two people who are very different, have very different habits, but respecting differences is precisely the true meaning of life.

We can't find two identical leaves, we can't find two identical people, we have to respect each other's differences, and we have to respect everyone's imperfections.

Jian Ran opened the plan and read it in detail. After reading it, I thought about it thoughtfully for a while.

"I want to make a short film too, is that okay? Can it be used as a pilot film? Throwing bricks and stones? Can you see the effect first, and then broadcast it if you can? ”

It was once a dream to be an actor, but with the departure of my father that night, this dream was clouded with dust, just like those books that were not finished, and they were finally thrown on the shelves. If she could, Jian Ran selfishly wanted to fulfill her dream. is also an ordinary person, why can't he be the same as those brave people on the stage?

Jian Ran may be a little impatient, but the flattery and expectation between the words are so obvious.

Fu Wenxiao's undeniable nod became the source of Jian Ran's happy laughter.

It's like a kid getting candy.

Fu Wenxiao was stunned by this dazzling smile as if he was in another world, he was really still a child, he didn't think about whether he had the energy or not, and he didn't think about whether he would be abused in the film, just because he liked it and could do it, he was happy enough.

In the next few days, Jian Ran came home very late, and disappeared early in the morning. Fu Wenfeng is often alone at the dining table in a daze, and he is really excited because of love.

Those books about film and television on Jian Ran's bookshelf still affect Jian Ran's mind after all.

Jian Ran still obediently appeared in the office during work hours every day, but her heart was so great that Fu Wenfeng simply let Jian Ran spend the afternoon making her videos, and only used the morning to sign some documents.

And Jian Ran was with a senior she had known since she was in college every day.

This senior's name is Qi Yu, as his name suggests, he always shoots unique short films, and the whole person exudes a literary temperament, as long as he shines behind the camera.

He aspires to become a director, although he is only two years older than Jian Ran, but the power of focusing on his dreams is endless, and in just a few years, many of his short films have caused a lot of repercussions on various platforms.

When he was in school, Jian Ran had a connection with Qi Yu, this time of course Jian Ran thought of finding Qi Yu, in addition to trusting his vision and ability, as an amateur director, it seems that he is more momentum for this final!

The two of them are intensively preparing for this short film, and Jian Ran plans to take the lead in the topic selection a week later, one is to let the audience have an impression of a comparison in their hearts, and the other is to add content to the short topic selection video, and more, in fact, it should be Jian Ran's selfishness.

The day before the live broadcast topic was selected, Jian Ran still came back very late, and it was almost early in the morning, Qi Yu sent Jian Ran downstairs and left.

City A is really quiet in the early morning, there are few cars on the road, only the street lamps that are always on day and night decorate the lonely starry sky.

Jian Ran finally saw the final version of the video in the evening, because of the haste of preparation, but more than that, it was satisfaction, and it was far better than she thought when she was able to get to the point where she was now.

When I opened the door, the porch light was still on. Jian Ran changed into slippers, took off the silk scarf and hung it at the door, and was about to go back to the room with his bag, when Fu Wenxiao, who was sitting on the sofa, suddenly spoke.

"Coming back?"

Jian Ran was frightened, "Why are you here, scare me to death." ”

Watching Fu Wenxiao wearing home clothes and looking at a thick book, he was in a trance under the light.

I saw Fu Wenxiao close the book in his hand and slowly stand up, "How is the short film doing?" ”

After waiting for her for so long, he blamed him for scaring her, Fu Wenyu looked down and asked.

As soon as Jian Ran mentioned his video, his eyes were full of stars, and he was still blaming this scary initiator just now.

"I'll find out tomorrow." Jian Ran deliberately sold a pass and refused to show it to Fu Wenfang.

"I'd better check it, in case it becomes a car accident tomorrow." Fu Wenxiao put the book on the table and looked at Jian Ran.

The evil smile at the corner of the mouth is obvious!

"It's not going to be the scene of a car accident! Don't worry, Uncle Fu! ”

After Jian Ran finished speaking, he ran back to his room. Leaving Fu Wenfang alone, he stood alone in the living room and smiled dumbly.

Uncle?

Is it that old?

Until he walked back to the bedroom, Fu Wenxiao was still thinking about this problem.