Fang Yu and Huang Yuyun came to the door of Xindong House. Su Youmeng immediately ran forward with a smile, and then stopped in front of Fang Yu.
"You guys were whispering behind my back again! What did you say that I couldn't listen to?"
Fang Yu smiled and rubbed Su Youmeng's hair: "I didn't say anything. I just said that I would go to Kyoto to find you early the day after tomorrow."
He was a little worried about Su Youmeng's condition, so he specially communicated with Director Wang. On the day of the official recording of "Singing Unbridled", he would go over to accompany Su Youmeng.
As for why the other guests did not go, it was because during the recording of the first episode of "Singing Unbridled", their attendance did not have much effect, and they were even kicked outside and sat on the steps outside until 2 o'clock in the middle of the night.
It was very hard, so a group of people discussed it together for a long time and decided that Fang Yu should go on behalf of everyone.
Su Youmeng jumped on the spot a few times: "Really? What time did you come over earlier?"
"Hmm..." Fang Yu thought for a moment: "Let's go at 2 p.m.! Get there at 2 p.m. If it's earlier, I might not be able to get up!"
It takes a lot of time to wait for a car, a private car.
Originally, Su Youmeng thought Fang Yu's 2 o'clock date was a bit late, but when she heard that he couldn't speak up, she immediately agreed.
"Okay! Let's do it at 2 p.m.! Don't be late!"
"Okay, you won't be late!" Fang Yu replied with a smile.
"Mengmeng, it's time to leave, otherwise you'll be in trouble if you miss your flight!" Huang Yuyun didn't want to interrupt the two people's affection for each other.
However, it’s impossible not to interrupt at this time!
Hearing Huang Yuyun's shout, Su Youmeng pursed her lips and reluctantly looked away from Fang Yu.
"I'll go there first!"
Then he ran towards Huang Yuyun: "Come on, come on!"
When she got into the car and the car drove away, she was still staring at the rearview mirror, hoping to see Fang Yu standing at the door of Xindong Cottage watching them.
As the car drove further and further away, Fang Yu couldn't be seen in the rearview mirror for a while, so Su Youmeng adjusted her sitting position and lay on the car seat, trying to see Fang Yu through the rear window of the car. people.
After looking for a long time, I still didn't see it.
Huang Yuyun, who was sitting next to her, couldn't stand it anymore and said with a smile: "Don't look at it, everyone has already entered the house, so you can't bear to leave! We can see you the day after tomorrow!"
Su Youmeng sat upright, pouted and muttered in a low voice: "We have to wait until the day after tomorrow!"
Huang Yuyun holds her forehead, a woman in love~
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On the day he went to Kyoto, Fang Yu got up early, which was relatively early for him.
After getting in the car to the airport, he took out his mobile phone, clicked on the chat interface with Su Youmeng, and saw the message Su Youmeng sent him not long ago.
"Teacher Fang, are you leaving yet? [Cute]"
Fang Yu smiled unconsciously and replied, "Well, I'm on my way to the airport."
Su Youmeng may have been staring at her phone. As soon as Fang Yu's message was sent, she immediately came back.
"Waiting for you!"
"good!"
These were obviously ordinary greetings, but Fang Yu's face was filled with a smile that did not disappear for a long time.
Just as I was about to take my phone back, I got a call from WeChat.
After taking a quick look, he saw it was Xuan Zefei calling, and Fang Yu picked up the call.
"Brother Yu, what have you been busy with lately!"
As soon as the WeChat call was connected, before he could fully put the phone to his ear, Xuan Zefei's loud whirring voice came over.
Fang Yu subconsciously took the phone a short distance away from his ear.
"I'm recording "Heartbeat Melody", what else can I be busy with!" Fang Yu answered simply.
"Yes!" Xuan Zefei also felt that his question just now was idiotic.
"There is good news, hey, I have contacted a screenwriter, and he has already written a little bit of the script for "Sword of Immortality"." Xuan Zefei said excitedly, and then emphasized again: "Just write Come out a little bit, I haven’t finished writing yet!”
"You are so fast!"
Fang Yu was immediately shocked. He remembered that a week ago, Xuan Zefei was still telling him that he had just bought the copyright of "Sword of Immortality" and that he had not yet found the screenwriter, director, or actors.
Now you have even written the script?
Is it so efficient?
Thinking of this, Fang Yu suddenly felt that he was indeed a little lazy.
I have long said that I would slowly write out the songs in "Sword of the Immortal", but as of now, I haven't finished even one song.
"Men can't talk fast!" Xuan Zefei said with a smile.
"Pfft~" Fang Yu couldn't hold back and laughed.
Xuan Zefei then continued: "The script has only been written a little, so it doesn't take much time. Didn't I tell you before? The owner of Jiangcheng Basketball Club also has an industry in the entertainment industry. I went to him directly. Very soon. Arrange the screenwriter for me soon."
He talked incessantly, and Fang Yu listened quietly.
"So I want you to come and see how the script is written. Don't you want to read the script? Every time I write a little bit in the future, I will read a little bit to you first. This way, you won't look tired and panic. The screenwriter will change it." It’s easier to get up and better than revising the script in one go, what do you think?”
Fang Yu thought for a while and felt that there seemed to be no problem with this proposal.
It is really tiring to ask him to read the entire script in one breath. If there are too many things that dissatisfy him, it will be tiring for other writers to make changes.
So he said, "Okay, that's it."
"OK, are you free to come over today? The screenwriter happens to be here." Xuan Zefei asked.
"I'm on my way to Kyoto now! I'm afraid, there is no other way. Let's make an appointment after I come back from Kyoto!"
Hearing that Fang Yu was going to Kyoto, Xuan Zefei suddenly understood and said with a bad smile: "Oh oh oh~~ I understand, I understand everything. Go and accompany my goddess. You Meng, then I will wait until you come back to read the script. Let’s talk about it later!”
"Sure!" Fang Yu nodded, "Director, actors, wait, have you found them?"
As soon as he asked it, Fang Yu felt that he had asked a very idiotic question. If Xuan Zefei could do all these things in such a short period of time, he would be crazy.
Sure enough, Xuan Zefei replied in the next second: "No, I'm still looking!"
"Thank you for your hard work. I can only rely on you for this. I don't have the resources in this area, so I am powerless."
As one of the investors, Fang Yu still felt a little guilty towards Xuan Zefei. He was bound by "Heartbeat Melody" and he really didn't have any familiar connections in this area.
In the past, he didn't like to make friends with anyone and always kept to himself.
The whole matter of finding people can only be left to Xuan Zefei.
"Hey... If we don't agree with each other, how can we divide it between you and me? Since we have decided to form a partnership, we are on the same pirate ship. The rich will contribute the money and the powerful will contribute. You are not contributing the money. Well, without your money, I can’t do this!”
Xuan Zefei spoke very boldly, raising his voice very high.
"Don't be so polite to me in the future!" As he said this, he laughed: "If you are so polite again, I will get angry with you."
Fang Yu also liked Xuan Zefei's low-arrogance character and said with a smile, "Okay, neither of us are polite!"
"Hahaha... That's right!" Xuanze laughed: "Let's stop talking here first. By the way, help me say 'I wish her to win the first place', and hang up now!"
After hanging up the phone, Xuan Zefei looked at the screenwriter sitting opposite him and said, "Brother Yu, he's not free these two days, so I can't read the script for the time being. I'll contact you when he comes back!"
The screenwriter nodded. He originally wanted to get up and leave, but he hesitated and asked the doubts in his heart.
"Has this Brother Yu you are talking about written a script before?"
"No... right, he is a singer. He just needs to be very good at singing." Xuan Zefei replied.
"Then can he understand the script?"
The screenwriter said it very euphemistically. What he actually wanted to say was that since he couldn't write a script, what if someone was dictating the script he wrote for a long time and ruined the original good script?
The other party is also a financial sponsor. He is a screenwriter and does not have much say. If he does not obey, he will be replaced.
However, he also has professional qualities and naturally does not want his script to be randomly altered.
Xuan Zefei was not an insider, so he didn't understand the meaning of his words, so he replied casually: "Since he said he wanted to read the script, he must be able to understand it, otherwise why would he say it? Let’s go! You’ll know when you see him!”
The screenwriter didn't know what to say, so he nodded, exchanged a few casual greetings, and left!
