At that time, agarwood was still young, and agarwood was growing, so he couldn't help but ask Liu Yanchang, "Why does everyone have a mother, but only agarwood doesn't?" ”

Liu Yanchang was speechless, and the last sentence of your mother was dead and prevaricated, so Agarwood asked, where is the tomb, let him go to pay tribute to one or two.

Liu Yanchang lost his temper, and several concubines fanned the flames on the side, "Your father is for your own good, your mother is not dead, but the same person ran away." ”

This remark angered Erlang God, and he directly called his sister and let her see this scene with her own eyes, "You all went down to earth without permission and ruined the name of God!" ”

Then the Three Virgins were locked up in the mountains, and they were not allowed to come out unless the heavens and the earth were cracked.

The three virgins can't, dream of agarwood, and send lotus hairpins.

Agarwood was heartbroken and embarked on the road to save her mother.

Then he studied under the Perak Daxian, and after learning the arts, he went to Huashan to save his mother, but was stopped by Erlang God, and the two fought for 300 rounds.

In the end, Agarwood won with the strength of the Baolian lamp in his hand, and when he arrived at Huashan, the Baolian lamp turned into a giant axe, split Huashan, and rescued his mother.

……

Pei Yuanyang played the script, frowned and said his opinion: "The front is not bad, but the back is a bit old-fashioned." ”

"And Liu Yanchang is so annoying, in the end, there are a group of wives and concubines, and he is rich and noble for a lifetime?"

Zou Wenhuan said helplessly: "Agarwood is his son after all, he can't let his son kill Lao Tzu!" ”

Pei Yuanyang shook his head, he always felt not very satisfied, he ordered: "Take the script to Qin Dao and ask him to change it!" ”

Zou Wenhuan responded, but did not leave immediately, hesitated and asked: "Lin Yinghou, I have come to the set every day recently, and I also asked about the casting of "Baolian Lantern", you see-"

In his opinion, the agarwood to Song Romeo, and the three virgins to Lin Yinghou are just right.

Pei Yuanyang raised his eyes and looked at his right-hand man: "What did you tell her?" ”

Zou Wenhuan smiled bitterly: "What can I say!" I told her that the boss was still thinking about it and hadn't decided on the heroine yet. ”

Pei Yuanyang nodded: "Next time, you can tell her directly, the heroine is Song Huanxi." ”

……

Song Huanxi slept very soundly, thinking that today was another day of nothing, but he mailed "The Postman's Story No. 2" in the morning, and just after eating at noon, Zou Wenhuan, the director of publicity and distribution, came to the door.

sent her the script of "Baolian Lantern" and told her that she would go to the set tomorrow, "Baolian Lantern" has begun to be filmed, and it is best to familiarize herself with the director and other staff first.

Song Huanxi didn't expect to start filming a new drama so soon, and after thinking about it, isn't this the consistent style of the six bosses?

Six studios were filmed at the same time, and the crew was also divided into two groups, AB, almost 24 hours a day.

After she thanked her, she watched Zou Wenhuan leave, pedaled upstairs, opened the script, and read it with full attention:

…… After the three virgins came out of Huashan, the mother and son saw each other and hugged their heads and cried.

Then, she threw out the Baolian lantern in her hand, turned into a building boat, boarded the building boat with agarwood, walked among the sea of clouds, and arrived at Liu Yanchang's mansion in a blink of an eye.

A thunderbolt woke up and down the Liu Mansion, and the Three Holy Mothers stood in the clouds, looking at Liu Yanchang below condescendingly:

"Liu Yanchang! You made all the promises yourself, do you remember? ”

At that time, the three virgins returned to the throne, and their beauty was the same as before, and with the charm of the body, they became more and more beautiful, and the gods illuminated people.

Liu Yanchang is middle-aged, his sideburns are dyed with white hair, and when he heard this, he laughed and said: "Okay! If you are always as beautiful as you are today, I will treat you like a jewel! ”

The Third Holy Mother snorted coldly: "Agarwood is eighteen years old, and I will take away your eighteen years of youth, but——"

She changed her words: "It is clearly written in the life and death book of the underworld, you only have eleven years to live......

"Well, among your many concubines and children, if there is anyone who is willing to sacrifice eighteen years of life for you, all kinds of grievances between me and you will be stopped!"

Liu Yanchang's smile froze on his face, he subconsciously turned his head and looked at the seven or eight concubines and children, and as far as he could see, everyone took a big step back.

It was as if his gaze was a flood beast, and when it shone on his body, he would be bitten to death.

Liu Yanchang was silent for a long time, and suddenly laughed: "Okay! Take my lifespan, right? Wait for me! ”

As he spoke, he hurried into the back house, took out the title deed and the business deed, and howled and begged the concubine and the children, "Don't be it, master!" "Medium, a fire, all burned.

Then, Liu Yanchang took off his long shirt, lit it, and threw it to the mansion behind him.

Finally, Liu Yanchang, who was alone, looked up at the clouds, "Come on!" Sanniang! ”

The Third Lady smiled, "I have changed my mind, you can live well." ”

With that, she waved her hand, and the clouds and mist covered it, and the building boat disappeared into the eyes of mortals.

The ghost cried wolf again, and listened carefully, it was no longer how the old man was, but how the old immortal was!

Agarwood was always silent, and finally couldn't help but say at this time: "Mother, father, he-"

The three virgins had a pretty face: "Dad? Do you still call him Daddy? ”

"Dad and mother, you can only choose one, you say, do you want a father, or a mother?!"

(End of the play)

Song Huanxi: "......"

Just picked up the script and read it, I didn't even pay attention to who the screenwriter was!

Song Huanxi closed the script directly and saw the name of the screenwriter on the cover at a glance:

First draft, Cao Qi.

Second draft, Qin Dao.

What a talent!

Song Huanxi couldn't help but slander, this kind of scumbag design and plot are okay, and the writing can be called ups and downs, the question is this ending, who came up with it? !

Yes? Choose a father and a mother?!

Can't you just give a result!

Do you still let the audience think for themselves?!

Song Huanxi can fully imagine how the audience stopped at the door of the theater and refused to leave after the release of this "Baolian Lantern", spraying all the crew members, from the director, screenwriter to the protagonist!

Major newspapers will also rush to report it, and she even has the headline in mind:

"Dad or Mother, It's a Problem"

"The Father Who Wants Food, the Mother Who Becomes an Immortal"

"Baolian Lantern Version of Daddy and Mother Divorced"

……

Having said that, Song Huanxi can also think that the explosion point of the ending will inevitably detonate the entire port city, just like in the acting class, director Zhang Che Suoyun, a film review, led countless citizens into the theater.

If Song Huanxi was just the heroine, she would probably be happy.

But in addition to the heroine, she is also a screenwriter, and it just so happens that she is also preparing to write a "Baolian Lantern"!

In front of such a script that is destined to explode due to the ending, how can her wonderful pen be born in order to cover the other party's head? !

Song Huanxi's pen was picked up and put down, over and over again, as if she had returned to the first time she wrote, her mind was blank, and she didn't know how to write at all.

After a while, she put down her pen, sighed lightly, picked up Pei's version of "Baolian Lantern" again, and watched it again.

…… A few days ago, I accidentally opened a copy, and then, there was no then.

As deep as the sea, I almost drowned me.