The day and a half was finally not wasted. When we were about to get off the highway, He Peiyuan had even named the script, which was called "An Zhiruosu". Yang Jingxing's "The Master in the Peach Blossom Spring" was completely stinky, but some of the scripts about how to use

The suggestion of using small scenes to represent the larger environment is worth considering.

Seeing his girlfriend's beaming and self-satisfied expression, Yang Jingxing felt a little regretful: "If I had known that Yuanyuan loved creation so much, I wouldn't have gone out. I would have been much happier studying at home for two days."

He Peiyuan quickly added resentment to the satisfaction of her artistic achievements: "It means you don't understand me at all."

Yang Jingxing nodded guiltily: "Slowly understand, then you will know how to stay at home."

He Peiyuan thought about it for a moment: "No, you have to continue to understand... and use different methods to improve your understanding." She was quite serious in her words.

Yang Jingxing laughed three times sadly: "Finally, we have finally reached the stage of understanding each other."

He Peiyuan smiled and struck again: "I don't know you, so if it's not mutuality, you just have unrequited love."

"Unrequited love?" Yang Jingxing suddenly felt depressed, and his expression was almost embarrassing: "Uh, um... do you want to turn up the heating? Is it cold?"

"It's not cold." He Peiyuan opened the window slightly to let in some fresh air, then closed it tightly again: "Oh, that's right! What season does the story take place?"

Yang Jingxing thought: "Can you use the autumn harvest to create an atmosphere... What is your favorite season?"

"Spring, summer, autumn and winter are all about the same." He Peiyuan must have noticed that the driver's expression was a little strange: "See!?"

Yang Jingxing quickly looked straight ahead and cleared his throat: "Do girls like summer? Dress nicely."

He Peiyuan squinted her eyes warily: "What else do you want to say?"

"It's nothing..." Yang Jingxing said honestly: "But you look good in whatever you wear." Just a little fun.

He Peiyuan smiled with confusion and disgust: "What's wrong with you?"

Yang Jingxing looked like he was concentrating on driving. He reacted before he smiled: "It's nothing."

He Peiyuan was really confused.

Yang Jingxing added: "I tell you the truth...but I don't need to say it."

Rather than communicating with a psychopath, He Peiyuan preferred to enjoy the boredom of a long-distance car ride. She was too lazy to care about what nonsense the driver said. She might as well touch her knees.

After a moment of silence, Yang Jingxing looked at the girl again: "Are you tired from sitting?"

He Peiyuan gently adjusted her sitting posture. Her upper body was no longer leaning towards the driver, her legs and feet were close together. She turned her right side to look out the window, glanced back at the driver, and then looked ahead.

Yang Jingxing still laughed: "Don't want to talk?"

He Peiyuan gave the driver the back of his head and said, "Just tell me." Her tone was quite kind.

I had unrequited love but couldn't say anything for a while.

He Peiyuan's calm appearance made the car even quieter.

"It's half past ten." Yang Jingxing ran out of words and asked, "What time do you usually go to bed at night?"

He Peiyuan thought for a moment and replied: "Sometimes it's sooner, sometimes it's later, but not necessarily."

Yang Jingxing chuckled: "What do you usually do at home?"

He Peiyuan is nothing special: "Practice the piano and surf the Internet."

Yang Jingxing looked very interested: "What are you doing online? What website do you like?"

He Peiyuan seemed to have no idea: "Just take a look, it's nothing."

Yang Jingxing asked: "Do you want to chat?"

He Peiyuan shook her head: "Relatively few...I don't have any netizens either."

The way Yang Jingxing recalled it: "I remember your original online name, which was lonely."

He Peiyuan hummed slightly: "Take whatever you want."

Yang Jingxing: "I also think you won't be lonely, you have so many friends."

He Peiyuan gave a symbolic laugh.

"But..." Yang Jingxing hesitated, "Why don't you have a boyfriend?"

He Peiyuan glanced at the driver, a little funny and seemed to be laughing at herself: "I didn't meet fate."

Yang Jingxing: "No, are you asking too much?"

He Peiyuan shook her head: "No." The range of movement in her changing posture seemed to indicate that she didn't want to talk about this topic anymore.

Yang Jingxing: "What do you like? Can you tell me."

He Peiyuan's expression is obviously much better, because the longing in her heart is beautiful enough: "I want to find someone who is sunny, gentle, and elegant. She must keep up with the trend but not be devoid of foundation. She must have a gentle and elegant bookishness but not be too boring.

You have to be pretty but not feminine...that kind of thing."

Yang Jingxing.

He Peiyuan was unhappy: "What?"

Yang Jingxing said sincerely: "Very good... This is the perfect match for you."

He Peiyuan looked at the driver and added sincerely: "I like boys with innocent and clear eyes, but I don't like the profound ones they say... I think they are sophisticated."

Yang Jingxing nodded supportively, looked at the girl, and nodded again: "Yes..."

He Peiyuan didn't understand: "What is it?"

Yang Jingxing took a deep breath and changed the topic and tone: "I wrote a song, how about you listen to it for me?"

He Peiyuan was even more surprised: "What song?"

"I'll sing a section..." Yang Jingxing was obviously not confident: "See how it feels in general."

He Peiyuan nodded: "Okay."

Yang Jingxing drove seriously.

After waiting for almost ten seconds, He Peiyuan reminded: "Sing."

"Let me think about it." Yang Jingxing looked very confused. He took several breaths but could not get up to his tune.

He Peiyuan was impatient: "Sing or not?"

Yang Jingxing still sang the chorus of "Only You Know This is a Love Song", but he sang this obviously inspirational song hesitantly and resentfully, so much so that he suddenly stopped after singing a few words.

end.

He Peiyuan kept a serious expression: "Is it over?"

Yang Jingxing looked ashamed, but still asked: "It feels almost like this... what do you think?"

With just a few words, it was hard for He Peiyuan to comment: "It's not bad..."

Yang Jingxing smiled and took a deep breath: "Thank you!"

He Peiyuan was curious: "What song? Who was it written for? Xu An?"

Yang Jingxing shook his head: "No, I was just writing for fun... Oh, by the way, I remembered that I have something to do later. When you get off the highway, you can get off the car and take a taxi home."

He Peiyuan understood quite well: "It's okay...I didn't want to trouble you in the first place."

The driver nodded, and then the car became quiet.

The indifferent girl in the co-pilot suddenly felt a cramp in her legs and kicked her feet: "Humph!" Her expression instantly turned bitter and resentful.

Yang Jingxing was a little surprised: "What's wrong?"

"Humph!" He Peiyuan wanted to hit someone.

Instead, Yang Jingxing smiled brightly: "What's wrong? Miss He."

He Peiyuan's posture is to be an enemy of the world and refuse to negotiate.

Yang Jingxing couldn't hold back his laughter: "Why is this happening all of a sudden?"

He Peiyuan fully released her tightened chin, even raised it slightly, and said in a friendly tone: "How far is the exit?" Unable to wait any longer, she turned around and tried to climb into the back seat.

Yang Jingxing retorted: "Miss He, please pay attention to your safety..."

He Peiyuan is so awesome, she actually pulled her small backpack forward and started to carry it: "I'm sorry for bothering you today, thank you!"

"Ka, ka, ka!" Yang Jingxing stopped: "Oh, how do you look like Yuanyuan's style? Yuanyuan would not be like this..."

"It's not like that, no, I'm not!" He Peiyuan said fiercely: "You are, you look like it, it's so similar, you are just like Yang Jingxing... you are acting in your true colors!"

Yang Jingxing Hey hey: "How do you say that?"

"What do you mean?" He Peiyuan was so angry that she couldn't think straight: "You just don't consider other people's feelings... you don't like me at all!"

Yang Jingxing's artistic attitude: "Why? Analyze it."

He Peiyuan first stopped the complicated and difficult backpack movement: "...you gave up right away and asked me to get out of the car! Do you really like this?"

Yang Jingxing explained: "I haven't given up. I'm going to continue to have unrequited love. I want you to get off the car because I feel that I can't hold back my tears anymore and I want to cry alone."

He Peiyuan was already furious: "That's bullshit, you were still laughing just now!"

Yang Jingxing could hardly help but laugh and reflected: "It seems there is something wrong with my acting skills..."

"It's not acting!" He Peiyuan felt aggrieved: "You just don't care about me. You don't miss me at all. You can't feel it at all."
To be continued...