"Tell me why you want to invest in this show." Shan Dong closes the script.

"There's no reason, if you have to let me say one reason, and that's ...... This drama is sure to be a hit. ”

"So confident?"

If this was said by someone else, he would definitely think that the other party was a little blindly confident, but when the girl in front of him said it, just looking at her eyes, he was inexplicably convincing.

The approximate story of this story, Ye Nanyi heard Songbai tell it when he was a teenager, it is a story about the redemption of two teenagers, which is very meaningful.

In the last life, in order to add drama to Yun Xinxin, Luo Yuedong forcibly changed it to a commercial romance drama, and also changed the two male protagonists in the play to a drama of two men fighting for one woman.

Even so, many people pay for this drama, not to mention the original version of Songbai, after all, in the future, rotten girls are a big market.

"Teacher Shan Dong asked us to come over at three o'clock, and it's half past three now." The voice from downstairs came clearly.

The old house has poor sound insulation, and Shan Dong, who was still hesitating, frowned when he heard the noisy voice, and slapped the table, "Prepare the contract." ”

As soon as the words fell, a contract and a signature pen were handed out of sight.

Shan Dong laughed helplessly, "You girl......"

He took a look at the contract, and finally signed his name on the last page, "How can you calculate it, I will definitely sign it?" Even the contract is ready? ”

In fact, she didn't calculate it accurately, even if he didn't cooperate with her today, she wouldn't be reluctant, but she would make it clear about the pros and cons, after all, there was a big drama after that, if he invested in Luo Yuedong's play, he was destined to lose money.

"All I can say is that you made the right choice."

Shan Dong was stunned, this breath is inevitably too big!

Ye Nanyi smiled and continued, "If you don't flatter, your pursuit of art is greater than your value, and if you flatter, you have taste." ”

"Haha...... Are you praising yourself as a flatterer? Shan Dong tapped the air twice with his finger, "I always feel like I've been tricked by your little girl." But the routine is the routine! Who made you meet my eyes? ”

Facing this little girl, he always had an indescribable feeling, which could only be explained by closing his eyes.

"You sit and wait for me, we'll discuss the details later, and I'll go downstairs first and invite people away."

Shan Dong got up and went out, leaving Ye Nanyi alone in the box, she took a sip of tea, and asked Shu Yuan to help check Songbai's current address by the way.

While waiting, she swiped her phone for a while, and saw Li Beihan post a circle of friends.

[Miss you] also comes with a canopy with white flowers in the ward, and there is an inexplicable feeling of being alone in the empty room.

The corners of Ye Nanyi's mouth unconsciously curled, and he replied with a line of words below: [Dear, don't you know that you can also post it to Moments without a photo? ] Let Assistant Lin teach you (snickering)]

In the ward, facing Li Beihan, who had only Ye Nanyi as a WeChat friend, saw this comment at this moment, and his originally pale face immediately darkened twice.

"Lin Fang."

"Mr. Li, what's the matter?" Lin Fang looked like he was facing a great enemy.

Li Beihan exhaled, "It's okay." ”

Let Lin Fang teach him, he doesn't need it!

Seeing that he didn't reply, Ye Nanyi had a deeper smile on his face, and commented again: [Or, wait for me to teach you personally?] 】

[Hmm]

Looking at the word of the reply, she could think of Li Beihan's arrogant expression.

After Shan Dong sent Yun Xinxin and Dong Wen away, the two chatted until dark.

Leaving the teahouse, Ye Nanyi took a taxi to an old residential building.

The hallway was lit with orange and yellow lights, small advertisements were plastered all over the walls, and when you reached the fifth floor, you could still hear the rough phlegm of the man inside the door.

She went up the stairs to the seventh floor and knocked on the iron door of the middle house.

"Who!"

A familiar voice came from the door, and Ye Nanyi knew that it was the right one.

Songbai opened the door from the inside, took the opportunity to put on his glasses, and after seeing the person in front of him clearly, he was stunned for a moment, and raised his eyebrows, "You are ......"

The people in the door were wearing long clothes and trousers that had been washed to white, and they hadn't seen them for a few years, and most of their hair had turned white.

"Uncle Bai, it's me, Xiao Yezi."

"Little leaf? Ouch, Uncle Bai doesn't recognize you anymore, come on, please come in. When he laughed, his eyes were still curved into a crescent moon, but there were a few wrinkles extending from the corners of his eyes.

He should be exactly fifty years old this year, like goodbye in another world.

Ye Nanyi stepped into the house, and the one-bedroom room was cleaned up by him, the only thing that remained unchanged was that there were all kinds of books and creative manuscripts piled up everywhere.

"Sit, little leaf, how do you know I live here?" Songbai's eyes were irrepressible joy, just like seeing relatives who had been reunited after a long absence, and a little relieved.

"I heard about it."

"Oh~ Uncle Bai went back to the western suburbs the year before last, but I didn't find you." I guess he mentioned it to someone at the time, that's why she inquired.

The two exchanged a few words of greeting and chatted about the current situation.

When he mentioned Songbai's current work, the light in his eyes dimmed a little.

"Ahem~ Don't mention it, Uncle Bai doesn't have the right to sign now!" He said lightly, but it revealed endless sadness, "You may not believe it when you say it, two years ago, the two dramas of the gold medal editor Luo Yuedong were both adaptations of works written by me." ”

When he said this, he was a little complacent, but without the right of authorship, it means that no one recognizes him.

"However, Uncle Bai is making money now, I can invite you to eat cake, I heard that what pearl tea do little girls like to drink now? Let's go, Uncle Bai will take the drink now. ”

As he spoke, Songbai picked up his coat, his place was narrow, and there was really nothing to entertain her.

Ye Nanyi didn't refuse his kindness, the two went to the nearby snack street, and Songbai bought her a large cup of bubble tea, "There are no cakes sold in this neighborhood, and the cakes are owed first." ”

"Okay." Ye Nanyi took the milk tea, inserted the straw, and took a big sip.

"Thank you, Uncle Bai."

The two sat on the bench at the bus stop, "Uncle Bai, haven't you ever thought about leaving Luo Yuedong?" ”

"Luo Yuedong said, the one I write now will give me the right to sign it when the time comes."

Songbai is still the same as before, with a pair of eyes full of hope, even if life is never fair to him.

How ironic that a person as positive as him would have committed suicide in his previous life!

"And what if he doesn't give you the right to authorship?"

"Then I've thought about it, a company has contacted me before, and I can give them this work."

This was indeed the case in the previous life, Songbai took this work to that company, and when he was preparing for filming, he was countered by Luo Yuedong and accused Songbai of stealing his work.

Songbai knows very little about intellectual property, and he can't explain it clearly even after a hundred mouths, on one side he is a gold-medal screenwriter, and on the other hand, he is an 'inferior person' from a slum.