Su Youmeng didn't sleep in because she was too drunk, but when she woke up, her mind was filled with the scene of last night when she was drunk, holding Fang Yu in her arms, hitting her with her head, and hammering him with her fists.
What made her even more embarrassed was that she actually cried!
The more Su Youmeng thought about it, the more embarrassed she felt. It was so embarrassing.
Sitting on the bed, staring blankly ahead, he scratched his messy hair a few times. He couldn't believe that he was the one who did that in front of so many people last night.
Because of shyness, her cheeks were flushed, and her eyes were looking ahead with a dull look.
"Ahhh...it's so embarrassing!"
He pulled the quilt over and wrapped his head and body entirely in the quilt, leaving only his face exposed.
"I will never drink again. Teacher Fang will definitely laugh at me and say those incomprehensible things!"
For a moment, I felt like crying without tears, and then I was like a turtle, wrapped in quilt and lying on the bed: "Huh~ I can't get up!"
As soon as he finished saying this, he heard a growling sound from his stomach.
She's hungry!
This put her in a dilemma. She wanted to get up to eat, but she was a little embarrassed to see everyone.
Finally, I was wrapped in quilt and tossed and turned on the bed, struggling and hesitating.
There was a knock on the door, and Su Youmeng's rolling on the bed suddenly stopped, as if she had been pressed on pause.
His head turned towards the door mechanically, and his eyes looked towards the unopened door.
The next second, a voice came from outside the door: "Are you awake? I cooked porridge. Get up and drink some before going to bed!"
It’s Teacher Fang’s voice!
Su Youmeng froze like a frightened bird and buried her head in the quilt at a loss.
Teacher Fang cooked porridge for her, what should I do?
Thinking of last night's scene, she was so embarrassed and a little embarrassed to see Teacher Fang, but she really wanted to eat the porridge cooked by Teacher Fang!
Just when she was struggling in every possible way, her cell phone rang.
He stretched his little hand out of the quilt and touched his cell phone. He opened it and saw a message from Teacher Fang who was standing outside the door.
"Are you feeling uncomfortable? It's almost noon. Get up first and drink some hot porridge to warm your stomach!"
After drinking, the burden on the stomach is heavy. If she is fasting for a long time, Fang Yu is worried that she will have a stomachache.
Su Youmeng looked at the messages on her phone and smiled from ear to ear.
Sure enough, Teacher Fang still cares about her.
Thinking of this, I immediately opened the quilt, ran out of bed and opened the door.
"Are you awake? Go wash up and come down to drink porridge. It's better to drink while it's hot!"
Su Youmeng looked at Fang Yu with watery eyes. Since he didn't mention what happened last night, Su Youmeng didn't take the initiative to mention it.
He jumped up and down happily and said, "Okay! Let's go wash up now!"
Fang Yu looked at her energetic appearance and smiled unconsciously. He was always infected by the energetic Su Youmeng.
Maybe this is one of the reasons why the little rabbit attracted him!
"Well, I'll wait for you in the restaurant!"
Fang Yu returned to the restaurant, and it was as Su Youmeng said. Not long after, Su Youmeng rushed down in a hurry.
"I'm coming!"
Fang Yu served her a bowl of porridge, and the two butterflies' dishes for the porridge were placed in front of her. They were all freshly made by Fang Yu.
Su Youmeng was sitting on the dining chair, humming an unknown tune, swinging her legs back and forth in the air, and her body was also swinging back and forth to the rhythm of the tune.
"Teacher Fang, don't you want to eat?"
She looked at the porridge in front of her, then at Fang Yu sitting opposite him, and asked curiously.
"I've already eaten. I ate with Zhao Wen and the others. Now you're the only one who hasn't eaten!"
Su Youmeng smiled even happier: "Then...is the porridge specially made for me?"
She picked up a spoonful of porridge and took a bite.
He frowned and closed his eyes again, his mouth pouted, and he kept exhaling. His hands were like butterfly wings, fanning towards his mouth.
"Hot, hot, hot..."
Because she was drunk last night, Su Youmeng's face was a little pale, and because the porridge was a little hot, her eyes were red and there were some physiological tears in her eyes.
There is a kind of pitiful beauty.
Fang Yu was stunned for a moment.
He smiled and replied gently: "Eat slowly, it's specially made for you, no one will compete with you!"
Su Youmeng was stunned, looked at Fang Yu and giggled.
"Mmm, it's delicious!"
[It’s so sweet, I want to cook some porridge! 】
[Fang Yu is the kind of person who can't rely on small things, but feels reliable on big things! 】
[When will you two officially get together? 】
[Now we feel like an old married couple, just get the certificate and forget it! 】
After watching Su Youmeng finish her porridge, Fang Yu went upstairs and started reading the script.
When I came back after meeting with Xuan Zefei earlier, I was worried that Su Youmeng was not feeling well, so I didn't open the file bag containing the script and just threw it on the bed and went down to make porridge.
Now he opened the document bag with peace of mind and poured the scripts on the table. Only then did he realize that he had actually poured out two scripts.
A thinner one with "Legend of Sword and Fairy" written on the cover. This should be the script of "Sword and Fairy".
There is also a thicker script called "Asking the Sword".
"This is……"
Fang Yu looked at the script written "Ask the Sword" and fell into deep thought.
What is this situation?
With curiosity, he opened the script. Although he didn't know much about the format and techniques of writing scripts, he could write novels.
I am very clear about the completeness of the story, the structure of the story, and the connection of the story.
Because a novel is composed of these.
Therefore, after reading the script for a while, he saw the problem.
Several places are not well connected and the story is not very smooth.
Being a bit obsessive, he immediately picked up the pen and corrected several obvious mistakes in the script.
This made Fang Yu frown slightly.
If this script was written by the screenwriter Xuan Zefei found, it can only be said that the screenwriter's skills are not very good.
Can such a screenwriter really write his "Sword of Immortal" well?
Just when Fang Yu was confused, Xuan Zefei sent a text message: "Brother Yu, did you have an extra script? The screenwriter's apprentice contacted me and said that when he was in a hurry, he seemed to have an extra script. Script into the portfolio.”
Fang Yu answered truthfully: "It's indeed two!"
Xuan Zefei: "That's good. I gave your number to the screenwriter apprentice. I see he is quite anxious!"
As soon as he finished sending his message, a strange phone call came.
Fang Yu thought it should be the apprentice, and when he answered the phone, it turned out to be him.
"Um, sir, I'm sorry. I may have sent the two scripts together to you when I left. The "Ask the Sword" is at your place, right?"
Fang Yu answered truthfully: "Yes, but there seem to be a lot of mistakes in this script!"
The apprentice was stunned and replied: "It is true. I wrote this script and the filming is starting. Master joined the team this time to help me change the script."
Fang Yu instantly understood that in the entertainment industry, relationships are king. Some screenwriters and directors just like to have apprentices, partly because they really appreciate the other person's talent and don't want the other person's talent to be buried.
Part of it is that you can benefit from your apprentices.
As for the apprentice, because he has a famous teacher, he will make fewer detours than his peers. Many crews will accept his works for the sake of his master.
The script of "Ask the Sword" is not bad, it can only be said that it is not mature enough.
From Fang Yu's perspective on the story, it's like this.
"It turns out you wrote it. Let me tell you, I just helped you change some places!"
The apprentice hesitated for a few times, and finally said hesitantly: "Well...Mr. Fang, my master is a professional, he will help me correct it, so you don't need to worry too much, you can focus more on "The Immortal Sword" "Just go on it! Don't worry about my work! After all, you are not familiar with the story "Ask the Sword", right?"
He spoke modestly, but Fang Yu could tell the truth.
It's just because he is an investor in "Sword of Immortality" and he doesn't want to offend the other party, so he speaks more gently.
The meaning is that I don’t want him to touch the script of "Ask the Sword". I don’t believe that he has the skills, and I am worried that it will be ruined by him.
Fang Yu didn't say anything more and laughed a few times. After all, he did tell Xuan Zefei last time that he had never written a script.
He thought it was normal that he couldn't read the script.
The apprentice continued: "When we meet tomorrow, I hope you can bring "Asking the Sword" with you. Sorry to trouble you!"
Fang Yu responded and hung up the phone.
Since the other party doesn't want him to touch "Asking the Sword", he won't touch it, but the changes he made previously cannot be erased and can only be kept.
After that, he picked up the script of "Sword of Immortality" and started reading it.
