Next is a week of intensive rehearsals, Xin Huan and others who have roles to play, to push aside everything else, and report online every day.

This week, she was also waiting for news from the syndicate - she sent the script of the completed "Beauty Picture" to the audition office.

It's a path that leads her to the syndicate and to the professional life she has set for herself. She didn't dare to expect too much success, at least, it was a start.

Under the personal supervision of the four owners of Qinghua and Yue, the rehearsal of the annual album went very smoothly. Every CV assigned to the role is full of energy, and every integrated rehearsal will harvest new surprises.

As a screenwriter, Xin Huan watched the story of her second creation, vividly displayed in her ears, and her heart also gained unprecedented satisfaction.

has always sighed that in the drama of life, the plot is always not to her liking; And this time, I finally have the opportunity to let myself be the master. And the effect of the show, so colorful...... She was satisfied.

The scenes of the supporting roles are passed one by one, and then the main play of the protagonist who returns to the sky with the adults and the stars is left. Previously, because Lord He had been busy composing plot songs and soundtracks with the three adults of Qinghuayue, he had not found time to rehearse with Xinghui. Xin Huan was a little apprehensive, but the blue and white porcelain were full of confidence, saying that the two of them didn't need such a long time to rehearse, one or two days was enough.

At this moment, Xin Huan received a call from Wang Yinhua. Francium.

Wang Yinhua didn't go around the bend, and asked directly: "Huanhuan, did you vote for the script for the syndicate audition?" ”

Xin Huan was surprised, but she was embarrassed to admit it: "Sister Hua, I didn't expect you to know ......."

"How can you not know the way?" Wang Yinhua's voice was slightly cold: "Huanhuan, you have forgotten what your identity is at this time, now you are the real eldest lady of the syndicate, how can anyone dare not accept your script?" They sent the scripts that passed the primary selection to the management, and all the management of the company saw it. ”

Xin Huan was suddenly uneasy. Wang Yinhua has long known about her writing scripts; Her initial knowledge and skills were taught to her by Wang Yinhua...... She began to work hard in this direction, but why did Wang Yinhua's tone sound as if she was unhappy?

Xin Huan asked: "Sister Hua, you don't seem to approve?" ”

Wang Yinhua did not hide it: "I really don't approve. Huanhuan, with your skills, your script should not be selected; But now you are selected because of your status...... I don't want you to get carried away by this so-called success, I'm going to pour cold water on you first. ”

Xin Huan's heart sank, but she still said quietly: "Sister Hua, you say, I'll listen." ”

"Your script is child's play!" Wang Yinhua was really unceremonious.

Xin Huan took a deep breath: "This is the first time I have completed the script independently, I can't talk about any skills, and the transition of the scene is also very jerky." ”

"Not that problem." Wang Yinhua said: "Skills and experience can be accumulated and improved over time. I'm talking about your attitude. Your script is from the perspective of the heroine, but you don't love the heroine at all in your heart! You think of yourself as God, and you seem to have arranged a lot of wonderful lines for her, but in fact you have been keeping a distance from her with an indifferent attitude! ”

"Huanhuan, you don't love her, how dare you expect us to love her?" Wang Yinhua said earnestly: "Huanhuan, you are not qualified to become a qualified screenwriter. ”

As if a heavy punch hit his heart, Xin Huan's breathing was painful. She introspected first and said, "Sister Hua, you are right in your criticism." I had a preconception about the heroine from the beginning......"

From the beginning, she knew that Lu Daoxing Hui Yutian would be the first choice for the heroine, so she had a bad feeling for this role in her heart. I thought about writing her to death, but then I wanted to write her badly, in short, I didn't want to make people happy...... She incorporates her personal likes and dislikes into the shaping of her characters. This affected her comprehension of the role, so that she could not create the best Yue Lanya.

Xin Huan lowered his head: "Sister Hua, I know that I was wrong." ”

"Where's the script?" Wang Yinhua asked.

Xin Huan couldn't help but feel distressed, and took a deep breath before he could say, "I'll take it back myself." ”

Put down the electricity. words, Xin Huan was so uncomfortable that he shed tears. is not afraid of Sister Hua's reprimand, Sister Hua is a senior industry insider, and her opinion will not be wrong; What she was uncomfortable with was that the first effort of her dream came back with a feather.

I used to be full of self-confidence, thinking that I must have the opportunity to do this business; This time, I submitted the audition for the syndicate, and I wanted to take the opportunity to contribute to the syndicate...... But it turned out that this was beyond my strength.

Not wanting to stop the tears, she ran around the room. Let the moisture in your body turn into beads of sweat, and the tears will naturally stop, right?

She ran to the window and stopped inexplicably. Outside the window, at such a casual glance, it seemed as if something was pulling her in the dark. She turned her head to look - the lights of the neighborhood were dim at night, and if she hadn't looked hard, she couldn't see the man who was dressed in thick black, as if he had blended in with the night.

Baby turtles.

Thankfully, the heavy locomotive he rode had bright metal on it, reflecting the light at night.

At this time, how could he park downstairs at her house?

If you come to see a friend, why don't you go upstairs and sit downstairs so silently?

What made Xin Huan even more unsettling was that despite the long distance, she seemed to know the way, he sat downstairs and raised his head, his eyes only fell on the window where she stood against the railing......

The inexplicable feeling came again. She couldn't tell more and more whether it was joy, hatred, or fear. In short, the mixed tastes made her instinctively want to escape. It seems that only when you are far away can you have peace of mind.

But...... I feel like I'm so good for no reason. The little turtle is a relative of the Bai family, the two of them have only met a few times, where does the hatred and fear come from? What's more, there have been several times when the little turtle has helped her intentionally or unintentionally, and if she always avoids others, she feels hypocritical.

Xin Huan knew that the little turtle must have seen her, and it would be boring to pretend not to see it. She texted and asked, "Little turtle, are you downstairs in my house?" Do we have friends in our community? ”

"It's fine. Just pass by here and sneak in to have a look. His reply was unremarkable.

Xin Huan could only sigh. and adults brought her food every night, and at first said that it was a passing; Now the little turtle says the same. Is her community really that good?

He simply called the electricity. Then ask, "What's wrong with you?" Look at you running around there stupidly...... Got into trouble? ”

At this time, it is rare to meet someone to talk to. Xin Huan couldn't help but sigh: "Uh, I suffered a little setback." ”

"Tell me about it."

Xin Huan took a breath, only to feel that his eyes were sour again: "...... My script, ah, was shot. The first one to be completed independently, I still had confidence before......"

The little turtle clenched the electricity. Words: "Do you like it yourself?" ”

"Of course!" When he said it, he seemed to feel comfortable in his heart, and Xin Huan smiled bitterly: "But it's okay, I won't give up." This one doesn't work, there's the next one. ”

He softened his voice, "...... You can do it. ”.

After a delay, I returned to the Internet, only to find that the atmosphere suddenly changed in the room where the rehearsal had been orderly.

Rotten grass poked her several times, but she didn't wait for her to reply, looking a little panicked.

She asked, "What's the matter?" ”

[Rotten Grass]: "Lord Xinghui and Lord He, uh, quarreled. ”

"Huh?" Xin Huan was also taken aback: "What's the matter?" ”

Rotten grass hesitated a little and said, "It seems to be, because you ......"

"Because of me?" Xin Huan hurriedly went up to flip through the chat history on the public screen, found the previous time node, and she looked down one by one. When the rotten grass gave her a flickering explanation, she could see the general idea herself.

It turned out to be the most important rehearsal for the protagonist, and I thought it was a perfect performance that everyone was looking forward to, but it turned out to be a problem: Xinghui Yutian kept saying the wrong lines.

Tonight is a rare gathering of the blue and white and moon clubs.,From every name in the online user column, you know that everyone has pushed away the things in the real world tonight.,Just to go online to support the two protagonists.,Looking forward to their perfect performance.。

There were also many guests from other associations that have been well-known on the Internet for a long time...... Although it is only a dry music rehearsal, it is enough to be called a major event in the ancient style circle. In such a situation, the slightest mistake would be a pity, not to mention that Xing Huitian made mistakes several times.

For the first time, he lost his temper with Xinghui Yutian in public, and scolded her on the public screen, saying that she should rehearse the lines after she read them well. There are no other supporting roles, even if there is only one sentence, or even a small sound effect, they are all rehearsing with excellence - but the heroine even eats the truth of screws!

In front of the members of the community who gathered, as well as the visitors of other clubs, Xinghui couldn't hold back on his face, so he replied in public. It means that [and] has never been bad-tempered, and has never done this to her; It is the screenwriter's responsibility to speak awkwardly, and he also said that [and] this is all for her because of the screenwriter's demon......

Xin Huan waited until she finished reading it to understand that she came back at this time, and it was the time when everyone was watching. She was a little at a loss, as if she was being hung alone on an empty stage. The spotlight above her head shone in vain, and she couldn't see the black face behind the light, and every expression on her face couldn't escape everyone's eyes.

What should she do now?

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