It turned out that in the gap when Han Ruo was stunned, Zhijian Sha happened to read the opinion draft of Han Ruo and Zhai Di's group, so he asked questions about the opinion draft. But Han Ruo didn't hear the question because he was distracted. On the contrary, when everyone looked at it like this, the brain short-circuited as soon as I was nervous.

"I'm sorry, I was just thinking about the outline plot......"

Han Ruo's head was like a chain without oil, twisting sluggishly, but he couldn't think of any good words.

The others knew it, admired her embarrassment and waited for her to make up reasons, Wang Xiaohan couldn't help but laugh first, and then realized the occasion, and quickly covered his mouth to see if everyone didn't speak.

As a partner, Zhai Di naturally opened his mouth to solve the siege: "Teacher Jian Sha is asking for our opinion draft, and you can explain our ideas to the teacher." ”

Oooh. Han Ruo understood it at one point, and he didn't have time to ask Fang Cai's question in detail, so instinctively, he poured beans into the bamboo tube and crackled.

Zhai Di looked at her with blazing eyes, nodded in agreement from time to time, and encouraged her.

Since Zhijiansha asked questions about the opinion draft, he must be interested in their opinions, maybe their group still has hope of winning a game and winning this project.

However, since Zhai Di reminded Han Ruo just now, he dropped the opinion draft and turned up another set of paper drafts. Although his ears were listening, anyone could see that his eyes were attracted by the manuscript paper, and he didn't even bother to respond with a polite "um".

Han Ruo was still excited and excited at first, as if he was encouraged to talk eloquently, but after seeing that Zhuang Bin had always reacted coldly, he gradually became deflated, and the more he talked, the more tasteless he became, and he was hastily silent, far less wonderful than the opinion draft.

She finished hastily, and after a few seconds of silence, the sand between her fingers seemed to realize the stop of the sound and looked up in surprise.

"That's it? The draft is very well written, the direction of the several suggestions put forward is not bad, and I have a lot of life experience, but the oral explanation is too poor, and I haven't mentioned any of the points I want to understand. Mr. Zhang, your editors need to practice more. ”

Although the tone was flat and gentle, the meaning of the slap in the face was obvious.

On weekdays, with the signboard of Tang Cat Film and Television, no partner or screenwriter dares to point out the shortcomings of his subordinates in front of Zhang Zude.

In the past, a director once asked Wang Xiaohan in person whether he could write opinions and read the script.

As a result, Zhang Zude was scolded back by hiding a needle in the middle, which made the director so angry that he would no longer cooperate.

It's a pity that this time it was between the fingers, Zhang Zude politely laughed with him, and followed his words: "Mr. Zhuang is right, concise and to the point." This revision is the result of everyone's labor, and Han Ruo is just a writer, and he can't play a small role on the stage. Han Ruo, did you hear Mr. Zhuang's words? Go back and practice Mandarin more, and don't speak casually until you think it through in the future. ”

Han Ruo hummed and accepted it obediently. There's nothing to say, if you do something wrong, you have to admit it, if you don't perform well, you deserve to be said.

She looked at Zhai Di apologetically and apologized again.

The sand between his fingers smiled slightly, and lit a cigarette as if no one was around, as if he was enjoying Han Ruo's sluggish head.

He suddenly missed a long time ago, when he was always on the strong side, and if he opened his mouth to criticize, she would shrink her head and admit her mistake like a stupid quail.

Zhang Zude originally planned to ask Han Ruo to take the opportunity to self-examine a few sentences, but when he saw that she was silent, he thought that he really couldn't get on the stage, and he couldn't even say a bright word, and he didn't know how she saw the sand between her fingers like a mouse seeing a cat, and she didn't see her usual indomitable momentum.

Therefore, Mr. Zhang glanced at Han Ruo fiercely, and once again confirmed the group and project by Wang Xiaohan and Wang Jing with the sand between his fingers, and then let everyone out.

Before going out, Han Ruo also heard Zhang Zude say in person that he was grateful to Mr. Zhuang for his sincere cooperation, and the chairman attached great importance to this cooperation. She thought to herself that it was no wonder that Zhang Zude's attitude was so good this time, it was not all because the other party was a friend of the chairman, and the card was much bigger than him.

Because of the finalization of the cooperation, a box was booked in the evening, and all the staff of the planning department attended.

Before leaving, Wang Xiaohan's girl's heart was bursting, and she took out the hardcover version of "Goodbye, the cinnabar mole in my heart" that had been prepared for a long time and asked Finger Sha to sign it, and specially selected a Japanese photographer's work from the postcard that he specially collected signatures, and asked Finger Sha to sign on the back for collection, saying that only such a boundless sea can match the vast heart of Finger Sha.

The sand between his fingers, who had never been smiling, smiled again and again, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth rose higher and higher, which made Wang Xiaohan's heart flutter for a while.

Wang Xiaohan took a lot of photos with him, and said with sparkling eyes that he would definitely wash them out and frame them, put them on the head of the bed, and reminisce about the time with the teacher every day.

Seeing her express her heart so enthusiastically and lively, Han Ruo was in a trance for a while, and then remembered herself. When I was young, I could only see the people I liked, but I couldn't see the likes and dislikes in the hearts of others, and I just gave one-sidedly, thinking that others accepted it was the best response.

In fact, others are just lazy and too lazy to refuse.

Melinda stood aside with an indifferent face, at first she saw Wang Xiaohan chasing stars with joy, but then she simply turned around and looked at the twilight scenery outside the window in a daze, the cigarette butts at her fingertips were bright and extinguished, there was no joy or anger.

Han Ruo looked at her from the projection on the glass, and felt that she had really changed a lot, seeing her boyfriend being unscrupulously entangled by a hot-headed young girl, she could still be so calm and calm, she was really used to seeing the situation, and she clearly knew what the behavior was for the situation, and she was not worried at all.

After all, with their status today, how can a few girlfriend fans who have never seen the world be worth her hard work......

Mr. Li and Mr. Zhang cleaned up and beckoned the people from the planning department to come over and take a group photo, Han Ruo wanted to escape by urine, but was called by Zhai Di and stood on the edge and took a group photo with a sad face.

It was the peak period of traffic jam after work, and the hotel was set for a distance, Mr. Zhang, Melinda and others went by in the company's business car, Mr. Li personally drove the sand between his fingers, and the rest of Zhai Di and Han Ruo also got into the same car.

There was silence in the carriage, and Zhai Di tried to find a topic to chat with Mr. Li, but Mr. Li seemed to be concentrating on driving and lacked interest. Compared with the Publicity and Development Department and the Investment Promotion Department, he is used to not getting involved in Zhang Zude's department, never caring about the affairs of the planning department, and is naturally separated from the people in the planning department.

Just because when he was in the state-owned film and television group, Zhang Zude was Mr. Li's predecessor and superior, but Mr. Li followed the chairman out to start a business, and now Mr. Zhang is begging for a living under him. The two are always polite on the surface, but they seem to be jealous of each other underneath.

Han Ruo stared at his phone and enlarged the group photo sent to the WeChat group. Zhuang Bin and Mr. Li occupy the C position, one is strong and smiling, and the other is handsome and tall, deep and steady, two different styles.

"Han Ruo, why do you look so serious?"

Mr. Li suddenly asked, startling her.

Through the rearview mirror, Han Ruo and Mr. Li's eyes met unexpectedly. She hurriedly sat up straight, smiling like a spring flower.