It wasn't until late at night that Qin Feng pushed his electric car back to his community.
Parking the eDonkey downstairs and finding a place to lock and charge it, Qin Feng looked back at the gate and still couldn't stop breathing.
"Have you walked ten kilometers?" He couldn't hold himself tight, and his tired forehead was covered with sweat: "And you're pushing such a heavy electric car!"
As expected by Qin Feng, Da Liu's electric car broke down not long after leaving Huatian Entertainment.
Although there are charging places on the road, firstly, it was too late, and some roadside kiosks had already closed their doors; secondly, Liu’s small electric stove can be charged for a full five minutes of riding in two hours, so it had to be fully charged. Only in the middle of the night did I have electricity to ride home.
I just pushed him back, feeling more tired than walking around with a woman all afternoon.
After going upstairs and entering the house, I briefly washed myself and it was the end of the day.
But the harvest was quite fruitful.
Wiping his hair and well-defined chest and abdominal muscles with a towel, Qin Feng, wearing only a pair of shorts, sat in front of the computer and began to summarize the documents he read today.
Level 10 physical fitness makes him look thin when dressed and muscular when undressed. The internal health of the body is reflected in the fact that he is not prone to illness. The appearance is reflected in a well-proportioned and powerful body. It is not as exaggerated as bodybuilding, but full of youthfulness. strength.
In this era when everyone feels that their health is not as good as before, Qin Feng never has such concerns.
“In the afternoon, my mind was still empty, but when I got home in the evening, it was full of ideas.”
Fingers moved rapidly on the keyboard, and lines of text appeared on the screen.
Thinking of something, Qin Feng took out his mobile phone and called his parents.
"Dad, I'm doing well, my work is going well, and I'm in good health... I won't go home for my birthday this year. I've been very busy recently, and I have to go on a business trip... Okay, I understand, you can tell my mother too , I will go back on October 1 if there are more holidays."
After hanging up the phone, Qin Feng looked at the desk calendar and took a deep breath, then slowly exhaled through his nose.
I've been very busy lately, and this year's birthday is probably the simplest and most boring birthday in recent years.
I used to go home, but this year I am so busy that I can’t go back.
But there was no way he could get away from the provincial TV variety show competition, the opening ceremony in September, and his relationship with Wang Anruo.
At the same time, Qin Wuxiang's special mobile phone on the bookshelf next to him rang.
Qin Feng took it and took a look, and the note was "Director Chen of Capital Studio".
Without thinking, he stopped what he was doing and answered the phone.
"Good evening, Director Chen."
"Good evening, Teacher Qin!" Director Chen on the other end of the phone greeted politely: "Didn't I delay your rest and creation?"
Qin Feng looked at the Word on the computer screen and shook his head with a smile: "No, I was just writing something casually."
When Director Chen heard this, he immediately asked: "Is Teacher Qin turning on the computer?"
"It's open. What's wrong, Director Chen?"
"The theme song has been written, and the professional musicians in the team just listened to it. It's no problem. The main thing is the lyrics... I think so. Since it is an adaptation of Teacher Qin's masterpiece, you should have a look at the lyrics. "
"Director Chen, you are so polite. You are the director, how can I have the final say?"
"You can't say that." Director Chen replied: "I strive to make this movie as effective as possible. How can I trouble you to guide me? If the lyrics can't pass the test of the original author, how can I explain it to your fans? You said Isn’t that right, Teacher Qin?”
Directors and writers are two fields with little overlap or comparability. There is no way to compare who has a higher status.
However, it stands to reason that when making a movie, it is definitely not possible for an outsider to give advice to an expert. Everything is focused on the director.
But what Director Chen said now is very reasonable. Since it is a film adaptation, making innovations that are consistent with the original work is the primary goal of the entire team, so it makes sense to ask the original author to serve as literary director.
Director Chen continued: "The lyrics have been sent to your mailbox. Teacher Qin remembers to read them."
When Qin Feng heard this, he tilted his head and took a breath.
Eh?
Could it be that...
"Director Chen, wait a moment. I'll look at it now and give you feedback directly."
Qin Feng thought of something, and an uncontrollable smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Let me Kangkang is not what I thought.
After logging into his mailbox and opening the email from Capital Studios, Qin Feng grinned from the corners of his mouth to his ears.
Oops!
Don’t change a word?
How can I send it to you, how can you send it to Director Chen?
I still have to pretend to comment on the songs I wrote...
Otherwise, next time, Director Chen, just ask me to write directly. The money given to Huatian Entertainment will be transferred directly to my account, and there will be no middleman to make the difference.
Qin Feng looked at it from top to bottom and saw that it was the lyrics he had written. There was nothing wrong with it, so he smiled and replied on the phone.
"Director Chen, I have read the lyrics, and there is no problem at all. They are very consistent with the original plot of "Spherical Cloud". It also highly summarizes and refines the plot, and even sublimates the meaning."
It feels good to praise yourself! Why did the rainbow fart come from, Director Chen still has to thank us!
"Teacher Qin is worthy of being a book writer, and his reviews are really good."
as expected. Director Chen breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this: "I have also read Teacher Qin's book and I understand it somewhat. In fact, this is the second version of the lyrics. The first version was so bad that I couldn't pass this level, so I sent it back. Now. Since the original author has approved this second edition, I believe fans will buy it."
Just because of Qin Feng's words, Zhu Cheng, the vice president of Huatian Entertainment, can have a good sleep tonight.
Wang Anruo no longer had to worry about writing songs because her manuscript was rejected, and Aunt Liu, who had blocked countless trivial matters for Fang Nianwei, could also eat the cake hanging around her neck and enjoy two days of paid vacation.
Director Chen's tone became much more relaxed and he said with a smile: "The opening ceremony will be in forty days. We are waiting for Teacher Qin's arrival! Then I will introduce to you the actor who wrote this song!"
The actor who wrote this song?
Qin Feng thought for a moment and felt relieved.
It is estimated that Huatian Entertainment will contact them to buy the copyright of the lyrics, and finally put someone else's name on it.
"Well, I'm also looking forward to meeting the actors that Director Chen praised so much. See you at the opening ceremony!"
This didn't matter to him. Anyway, it was a song he wrote in less than two hours, and the purpose was to help An Ruo.
As long as the goal is achieved, nothing else matters.
After hanging up the phone, Qin Feng stretched, suddenly remembered something, and smiled again.
As if unconsciously, I started to call Anruo in my heart.
"The biggest gain today is probably that the three-character title has become two words... Anruo, what a good name."
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"Qin Feng, Qin Feng..." Wang Anruo was lying in his boudoir at his parents' house, holding his cell phone and secretly peeking at Qin Feng's circle of friends: "Next time we meet, we will call each other by name, Qin Feng..."
Halfway through talking to herself, she suddenly sat up and crossed her legs on the bed, looking at her phone with some helplessness: "Why don't you love Moments? It's good to share some daily life. Why are they all forwarded official announcements and promotion of government-enterprise cooperation?" What’s your video number?”
Wang Anruo got up and came to the living room, wanting to ask his father if Guanhai City TV station requires employees to forward the public account written by its propaganda department, and also requires mandatory likes?
Dad, how did you become a leader? Can't we call on employees to share more about their daily lives?
As a result, as soon as he came out of the bedroom, he saw Wang Rengui discussing something with Wang Ma in a serious manner.
Especially when she saw her daughter coming out, Wang Ma winked at Wang Rengui. Wang Rengui frowned, stared at the phone with his reading glasses on, and shouted: "Now these cakes are all so fancy, they are not as good as the eight cakes we had in the past." Where’s the treasure cake! The purple glutinous rice is so delicious!”
Wang Anruo, who was about to ask something, pricked up her ears and became interested when she saw her parents, who didn't know how to fiddle with mobile phones and were still studying hard while wearing reading glasses.
"Dad, what are you looking at?"
"Oh, An Ruo, you came just in time." Wang Ma quickly waved her hand: "Show your dad, your dad doesn't know how to use this or other Meituan."
Meituan?
Wang Anruo forgot what she wanted to ask, sat down on the sofa and leaned over: "Dad, what are you going to buy?"
"Order a cake." Wang Rengui said casually: "Xiao Qin's birthday is coming soon. Xiao Zhao from the work just called me and said that he wanted to give him a surprise... Hey, what's the surprise? I didn't buy them all in previous years. A cake waiting for him to take out when he comes to work? That’s probably the case this year!”
Zhao Ming only talked about the birthday and surprise on the phone, but did not discuss with Wang Rengui how to do it.
Wang Rengui glanced at his daughter, raised his eyebrows, and handed over the phone: "I don't know how to use it, please order a cake for me! It will be delivered to my work on Friday. Xiao Qin's birthday is on Friday. Don’t make it in advance, it will spoil easily in hot weather.”
After hearing this, Wang Anruo quietly operated her cell phone without asking or saying anything. She ordered the cake for her father and then returned to her boudoir.
Wang Rengui and his wife looked at each other, both worried.
Isn’t the hint a bit vague?
How about writing a note at night when my daughter falls asleep and stuffing it through the crack of the door?
Wang Anruo, who returned to the bedroom, counted on his fingers.
"It's already late Monday night. Counting from Tuesday, it's only three days."
She sighed slightly, "Fortunately, there is enough time."
After pacing around the room a few times, she made up her mind and called the cake shop just now.
"Hello, I'll order another cake... No, no, no, it's not the same style. It's better than the one I just called. It's the most expensive one in your store, one thousand six... Okay, you can add me on WeChat , I'll transfer it to you. Yes, it will be ready on Friday, but I will go to the store to get it myself."
After making the phone call, Wang Anruo already had an idea.
"Dad said that his colleague celebrated his birthday by buying a cake at work and eating it together. It seems that he can't congratulate Qin Feng during working hours."
She thought for a while and said to herself: "Then we can only go to the door directly to deliver cakes and gifts during get off work hours? Maybe, just treat it as a surprise. His home is in the family community of the Naval Hospital, and I went there last time. of."
Maybe Qin Feng would like it. He didn't mention his birthday to himself, but he still received cakes and blessings. If it were him, he would be happy.
"Gifts, yes, there are gifts."
Wang Anruo was worried about what gift to give.
She has never given gifts to men since she was a child!
Ask Li Xiaoyun?
No, my best friends will laugh at me.
So she reluctantly but helplessly opened Baidu, and searched not only Baidu, but Douyin, Bilibili, Xiaohongshu, etc.
What boys like.
What to give as a birthday gift to a man.
After flipping through the second article, Wang Anruo passed it. They were given to boyfriends by their girlfriends. Those things seemed too intimate. Wang Anruo thought it would be more appropriate to give them to her on her second birthday at least.
So she set her sights on the man's preferences.
There are only two answers on the Internet, mechas, women and cars.
Give me a figurine?
Doesn't it seem too naive? Besides, I don't know what Qin Feng likes.
woman……
Wang Anruo coughed lightly, a blush flashed across his cheeks, and locked the last car.
Hey, I seem to remember...
She got up and left the boudoir again, and went into her parents' room on the pretext of looking for something by herself.
After closing the door, Wang Anruo opened the bottom drawer of the bedside table with ease.
There was a car key inside.
"During the Chinese New Year, the Hongqi H9 that my uncle gave to my father seems to have not been driven yet. It has been parked behind the building and collecting dust."
"Qin Feng doesn't seem to have a car yet. It's inconvenient not to have a car. He won't drive it if he stays with dad."
Wang Anruo muttered to himself, feeling that supply on demand was a matter of course, and then he put the car keys into his pocket with peace of mind.
Before leaving, she looked at the watch on the bedside and put her father's watch into her pocket.
"When I go to compete in the province, I don't have a watch to check the time. It would be bad if I oversleep on the high-speed train... I am competing on behalf of the Guanhai City TV station, and it is for the honor of the unit. Dad will definitely understand."
