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"I don't know." The woman in the suit said coldly, with her thin short hair, it was very imposing.

Mei Yu shrugged her shoulders and smiled and picked up the conversation: "I don't know." ”

After that, Mei Yu stretched out his hand and said to the woman in the suit, "Aren't you going to change seats?" Let's go inside! ”

Xiang Ling blocked the entrance of the seat, staring gloomily at Mei Yu and another woman, and the three of them were facing each other.

The aisle of the plane was narrow, Mei Yu and the woman in the suit stood in the aisle, affecting the passage of other passengers, the flight attendant quickly found out about the situation here, she walked over quickly, and asked softly, "Excuse me, what happened?" ”

Xiang Ling glanced at Meiyu in disgust, turned her head, and instructed the flight attendant: "I want to sit inside, you ask her to change seats with me." ”

The flight attendant was embarrassed, she looked at Mei Yu for help, and Mei Yu looked innocent: "I'm sorry, I've already changed with this lady first." ”

The woman in the suit crossed her shoulders: "Yes, I want to sit inside, let's change first." ”

When the stalemate was stalemate, the foreman strode over, she saw at a glance what the situation was, pulled the smiling stewardess aside, and gave an ultimatum to the three of Meiyu: "The plane will take off immediately, if the three of you can't sit in your seat, I can only ask you to get off the plane." ”

Mei Yu's brows furrowed, her arm shook slightly, and she grabbed Xiang Ling's elbow: "Let's let this sister sit in first." ”

Xiang Ling wanted to resist, but she felt that half of her body was sore, and she couldn't make it stronger, and her body involuntarily walked out along the strength of the plum rain.

The woman in the suit cheered and rushed in, and Mei Yu smiled apologetically at the two flight attendants, and then sat down in the middle.

Xiang Ling's face was cloudy, and finally he snorted coldly and sat down on the seat near the aisle.

Soon after sitting down, the woman in the suit handed out Meiyu's satchel, and Meiyu smiled gently, she herself thought it was strange, she and the woman had switched places, and they had the same hatred. The other party has no desire to exchange names, and seems to be very evasive about developing social networks.

Mei Yu watched coldly, watching her take out a stack of crumpled pieces of paper from her handbag, and the pieces of paper were glued with scotch tape. The printed words under the tape are clearly visible, and Mei Yu glanced at it casually:

“…… She was very young and aware of the life in her family. It's not quite the same as other people's homes, and it's different from the Atu family who was born and raised next door.

Although the family was poor, my mother insisted on laying embroidered tablecloths and arranging fine porcelain and silver tableware. Every time I eat, only the silver chopsticks gently touch the edge of the plate and make a subtle clanging sound.

Mother often sighed. It was the only thing she brought out of the house......"

In just a few paragraphs, she quickly grabbed Mei Yu's attention, her brows furrowed, something slowly woke up in the depths of her memory, this narrative method, she had seen before.

Meiyu used to have a busy life, and he ran endlessly for some small roles all day long, so he didn't have much time to calm down, read some books, newspapers and magazines to broaden his horizons, and get in touch with the most text-based readings. Or a script.

Mei Yu's heart moved, script? Is this a script?

In the blink of an eye, another text came to her mind: "As a mother." The goal of her life is to fill every day with laughter and laughter, and then. Passing on this happiness to her son, the poor little child, although he could not see it, felt the happiness that emanated from his mother's body all the time.

This happiness, invisible and invisible, fills every inch of air around the child, protecting him and allowing his soul to thrive in this soil called Elimination. “

That's right, plus those crooked tapes, absolutely yes, Mei Yu straightened her back with a swish, her eyes flashed, yes, she finally recognized who this woman was, the Moi people who wrote the story of growing up in the first place!

Moy's life likes to visit famous mountains and rivers, pen as a profession, the stories written by her often see the truth in the ordinary, the plot twists and turns, the content is natural, three books and a collection of short films, each of which has been adapted into a movie, each of which has almost made a movie queen.

said almost, because Meiyu is the fish that slipped through the net, the corners of Meiyu's lips couldn't help but smile bitterly, today is really evil, such a flight, on the left hand side is a gold medal editor, on the right hand side is a first-line actress, if she is an ordinary movie fan, she will probably rejoice in her good luck, right?!

Mei Yu tilted her head and looked at the Moi people's focused looks, the Moi people's temper is notoriously eccentric in the circle, refusing to appear in public, according to the director who has been in contact with her, this woman's temper is as short as a hungry tiger, don't mess with her.

At that time, when the filming was growing, Meiyu was fortunate enough to meet the Moi people from afar, and somehow, the Moi and the director had an argument, and in the end, the angry Moi people tore the script to shreds, and snowflakes fell in the sky.

Mei Yu and several actors stopped in horror, and the director escaped from them in embarrassment, and still turned around and cursed in a low voice: "Crazy woman! ”

Then, the other actors also turned and left, not wanting to pass by the side of the road where the Moi people were, and Mei Yu watched from a distance, and saw the Moi people bend down, stretch out their hands, and look for the script that she had torn apart in the dirt.

Then, Mei Yu noticed that the script used by the director to tell them was covered with scotch tape.

At that time, looking at it from afar, the expression of the Moi people who couldn't see clearly was finally clearly distinguishable at this time, she lowered her eyes, looked at the script on her knees with a painful face, stretched out her hand with bruised muscles and stroked it gently, and said something in her mouth: "Baby, I'm sorry, when you get to Yili, I'll take you to see the green mountains and clear waters......"

Mei Yu listened intently, without the slightest hint of ridicule on her face, this is just an idiot.

In this world, the reason why many people can achieve far superior results in a certain field is, in the final analysis, just on this one idiot.

Like her, she is obsessed with acting, so she can accumulate countless experiences in her previous life, start from her current identity, and still persistently pursue her own path, so she will continue to succeed, and the road of the Moi people is a story written by herself, in her eyes, this is not just a thing piled up by words, but a life, a "baby" cultivated by her own hands.

For such people, Meiyu has always been respectful.

Mei Yu finally couldn't help it, stretched out her right hand, and asked softly, "Can you let me take a look?" ”

Moi was startled, raised his head in astonishment, looked at the plum rain, but subconsciously covered the script with his hands.

Mei Yu showed a kind smile, Moi hesitated, and suddenly a sneer came from the side, Xiang Ling squinted his eyes, and his face was full of contempt: "What's so good about sticking a piece of tape all over your face?!" It's a laugh to death. ”

Brush!

The scene of Moy, dressed in black, violently tearing up the script flashed in Meiyu's mind, and she subconsciously moved to Xiang Ling's side.

Moi raised his head, stared at Xiang Ling coldly, imitated her laughter, grinned and snorted, did not speak, snapped, and threw the script into Mei Yu's hands.

Mei Yu shrunk her neck, her gaze naturally moved to the script in her hand, and after a while, her attention was completely attracted by the script.

This is a very interesting story, about the Chinese Titanic, the Taiping Ship.

The Taiping Ferry is a very legendary ship, the story takes place in January 1949, you can imagine what it was like at that time, a large number of dignitaries and nobles were eager to flee Chinese mainland, and even exchanged gold bars for positions, and the Taiping Ferry full of passengers sailed to the treasure island, but sank on the way.

At that time, the ship was loaded with a batch of silver dollars from the central bank, more than 1,000 boxes of important documents of the central bank, 600 tons of steel bars, and goods from the north and south.

And these precious materials, with the sinking of the hull, were permanently submerged in the back, which is a legend in itself.

What's more, the identity of the dignitaries on the ship is another legend.

……

When Mei Yu was fascinated, the script in her hand was suddenly pulled up in the air, she was startled, and looked at it unhappily, the script was caught by Mo Yi and Xiang Ling, and she groaned in mid-air.

Xiang Ling was annoyed and ashamed: "Let it go!" ”

The Moi people were also hot-tempered: "Get out! ”

Mei Yu's eyebrows were almost knotted, and she instantly understood what the situation was, she must have been too focused when she read the script, so she didn't notice that Xiang Ling, who was attracted by the content of the script, came over, and even saw that Xiang Ling was happy, Xiang Ling stretched out her hand to snatch it, but was looked at by the Moyi people who had been eyeing her.

The two of them shot at the same time, which caused the current situation.

Mei Yu had a big headache, looking at the passengers who turned their heads back and forth and whispered, knowing that the three of them had become a joke in the entire cabin since they got on the plane, and now she could only pray secretly that there would be no paparazzi here.

Mei Yu looked at Xiang Ling, lowered her voice and reprimanded: "This is the script she wrote, even if you grab it, you can't get the authorization, you can't put it into filming, and you won't let go?!" ”

One sentence hit Xiang Ling's weakness, Mei Yu is also an actor, so she naturally understands Xiang Ling's psychology, an actress of Xiang Ling's status can get to her current position, and she must have an extraordinary love for acting.

Xiang Ling snorted and reluctantly let go of his hand, "I'll ask my agent to talk to you." ”

Liu Heng, who was far away at the Beijing airport, sneezed and almost hit the big man in front of him, he stopped his steps and thought blankly, who cares about him so much?! There seemed to be a strange aura calling him in the dark, which made people shudder.

Mei Yu turned her head and smiled perfectly at the Moi people who caressed the script: "I don't have an agent, so, I'll talk to you myself." (To be continued.) , () Vote for recommendation, monthly pass,,。