Chapter Seventy-Seven: It Turns Out It's Morse Code
Last night, Tang Wanqing didn't sleep much, and she kept thinking about her mobile phone.
She didn't know what kind of nerves she was sending, so she actually sent such a message to the other party.
It's Morse code, but what if the other party understands it?
After that, how can I raise my head in front of him!
After thinking about it, for the sake of safety, he could only get the phone before Song Yi looked at the phone the next morning.
If you delete that message yourself, you can act as if nothing happened!
So, early the next morning, before everyone got up, Tang Wanqing couldn't wait, limped over, and knocked on Song Yi's door.
Listening to the knock on the door, Song Yi opened his eyes in a daze, touched his mobile phone for a long time, and took it to see, good guy, it was only more than 5 o'clock in the morning.
"Who is it, this early in the morning."
Song Yi grabbed his hair irritably, reluctantly turned over and got up, walked over, and opened the door.
He looked at Tang Wanqing at the door, and said speechlessly: "What do you want to do so early?" I don't sleep. β
"You think I'm you, I'm going to film on the set at six o'clock."
After Tang Wanqing finished speaking, she looked at Song Yi, who was sleepy-eyed, naked, and wearing a big pants, and was stunned for a moment, blushing with shame.
Song Yi looked at the other party's expression, looked down, and then noticed that he was not wearing anything.
I'm a.
He hurriedly turned sideways, hid behind the door, showed his head, and said embarrassedly: "I didn't mean to, I fell asleep." β
Although Song Yi is only wearing a pair of big pants at the moment, Tang Wanqing can't care so much, and the business is important.
She just barged in and quickly asked, "Where is your phone?" β
"Cell phone?"
Song Yi was puzzled: "What do you want my phone for?" β
"Just tell me, where is your phone?"
"Uh...."
Song Yi hurriedly grabbed a T-shirt and put it around his waist, pointed to the bed and said, "There!" β
Tang Wanqing walked over, picked it up and saw that there was an unread message in the notification bar, and it was still her own.
"Whew~"
Sure enough, he hadn't seen it yet.
Originally, she wanted to ask what the password came from, but who knew that with a swipe of her hand, the phone screen would be unlocked.
Didn't set a password?
Tang Wanqing hurriedly clicked into her dialog box, and pressed and held the message to delete it before she could cover her ears quickly.
Then she threw her phone back on the bed, then limped open the door and walked away.
The whole action was done in one go and only took 3 seconds.
Song Yi was a little confused.
After Tang Wanqing left, he picked up his mobile phone and checked it, and finally found out what the other party was doing.
She deleted the message she had sent herself last night.
"Early in the morning, so anxious to come to find yourself, just to delete a message?"
If before, he didn't care, thinking that the other party might have accidentally pressed it, but now he thinks that there must be something wrong with that punctuation message.
Otherwise, who would come early in the morning to delete their own information?
Although he knew that there might be something wrong with the information, it meant something, but he didn't understand it.
Never mind.
Song Yi yawned and continued to fall on the bed.
Go to bed first, whatever it represents, wake up, and check it yourself.
That woman was so naΓ―ve that she thought she would come and delete her chat history, and I wouldn't know?
Your phone is backed up by the cloud, as long as it is the read information, you can restore it at any time with one click and get it back.
This is a professional habit of him as a screenwriter, for fear of losing manuscripts and files on his mobile phone.
When he woke up, it was almost noon, Song Yi had dinner at the hotel, and then sent back the 3 or 4 episodes to the company, he returned to the room, called his mobile phone, logged in to his account, clicked on the cloud backup, and restored it with one click.
Song Yi looked at the punctuation information that had been replied to, and he had no clue at all.
He copied the content and pasted it into the search bar at a certain point.
Enter!
In an instant, the content of the punctuation message is translated.
It turned out to be the Morse code.
Song Yi looked at the translated content and fell into deep thought.
Half an hour later, Song Yi came out of the room and took a taxi to the film and television city.
As soon as I arrived at the set of the film and television city, I ran into the drama manager Brother Xiao and shouted loudly: "The last scene has been postponed, and the second scene tomorrow will be refilmed, and the group performers should hurry up and change their clothes again, and they are ready to go to the play, hurry up." β
Song Yi frowned, shouldn't it be Tang Wanqing's play this afternoon?
The main plot is:
[If the concubine ordered An Qian to spread rumors and wanted to lead out the mole with Xu Wantian's gang, Er Chun really fell for the plan, and An Qian stepped forward to stop and tell the truth.
Er Chun was helped by Anqian but still revealed his whereabouts, but fortunately Sun Baiyang took the risk to save him.
If Concubine Ru found out that Ann Qian was the inner J who shielded Xu Wantian, she decided to marry her to marry the eunuch Orori, and Ann Qian felt a thunderbolt from the sky......]
Why is it suddenly delayed?
Song Yi walked over and shouted, "Brother Xiao." β
Xiao Hua looked at Song Yi who came to the set, and hurriedly smiled: "Teacher Song, don't shout like this, I can't afford it, just call my name." β
"Why did Director Zhang suddenly change the scene temporarily?"
On the set, changing the scene temporarily is not only a waste of manpower, material and financial resources, but also a waste of time, and it is generally not easy to change.
Xiao Hua explained: "No way, Mr. Tang didn't know how to do it, and he injured himself.
I can still insist on filming in the morning, but I can't act in the afternoon, so I can only change the scene and shoot the later plot first.
Director Zhang had already made a fire just now, and scolded her directly in front of the audience. β
"Okay, I got it."
Song Yi left and walked towards Director Zhang.
Xiao Hua looked at Song Yi's back and grinned, it was estimated that the gods were going to fight.
Tang Wanqing is an actress found by Mr. Song, and on the set, he can also see that the relationship between the two is good.
Thinking of the incident of the "screenwriter's door" last time, he guessed that the heroine may be the most unlikely Tang Wanqing.
But this kind of thing, it's good to know it in his heart, he won't go around saying it, unless he doesn't want his job.
Zhang Jianzhong drank tea, looked at Song Yi who was walking towards him, did not get up this time, and said: "Screenwriter Song came just in time, and he needs to change the scene temporarily this afternoon, because the actors are not prepared, and they need to read the script and memorize the lines temporarily."
You can help me share the burden and tell them a little bit about the play. β
"That's fine."
Song Yi sat down and said with a smile: "Director Zhang, no one wants this kind of thing to happen, don't be angry, so as not to affect the filming later." β
"You think so."
Director Zhang deliberately joked: "Just now, I scolded the Tang Wanqing you found, you won't blame me, right?" β
"How come, when it comes to filming, whether it is my identity as a screenwriter or the identity of an investor's representative, I trust you Director Zhang and will not interfere casually."
"With your words, I'm relieved."
Zhang Jianzhong didn't expect Song Yi to be so reasonable, and said: "Don't worry, I will definitely give you a level of filming in this drama." β
"Then thank you Director Zhang."
Song Yi got up and said, "You also rest first, I'll go see the heroine who made Director Zhang angry."
See how the injury is, whether it will affect the next progress, and make arrangements in advance. β
"Okay, there you go."
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