Qin Lan put her arms around Huangfuluo's waist and looked up at Qin Wanwan on the stairs gently.
"Silly girl, no matter how important the script is, it's just a script. Who's important? If one day you break a man's most important thing and he doesn't blame you, it means that in his eyes, you are more important than you.
Those are all important!”
"I... don't know any man?!"
Qin Wanwan waved her hand, turned around and continued upstairs.
She returned to the room and Big Bear followed immediately.
Sitting at the table, writing with pen and paper again, looking at the band-aid on her little finger, Qin Wanwan remembered what happened just now.
My father's words echoed in my ears again.
In Gu Chi's eyes, she is more important than his manuscript?!
No, impossible!
That's because he saved the electronic version. Otherwise, it would be strange if the guy didn't kill her.
She was thinking wildly in her mind, and when she came to her senses, the paper in front of her was already filled with her handwriting unconsciously - Gu Chi, Gu Chi, Gu Chi...
Looking at Gu Chi who was full of paper, Qin Wanwan raised his hand and grabbed his hair.
Is there any mistake? Did this guy poison her?!
but……
Looking at the name above and then the song title she had written, Qin Wanwan suddenly felt something in her heart. She quickly took the pen and wrote the words "Not later, not early" on a clean piece of paper.
Then she went on to write below:
“As long as you work hard, it’s never too late!
I am Qin Wanwan, and I am also Huangfu Zao
…
It's now,
Not too late, not too early, just right.”
Throughout the day, the lingering theme of the album appeared in her mind like a flash of inspiration.
After writing the best period, Qin Wanwan looked at the handwriting on the paper with satisfaction.
Once the topic is determined, you can proceed to the next step.
But now there is still one song left, and we need to find another suitable song.
On the table, the mobile phone rang.
Looking at Gu Chi's phone number above, Qin Wanwan raised her hand to answer the call.
"It's almost done now. Take off the band-aid on your hand and replace it with a new one. Remember, don't get it wet." On the other end of the phone, Gu Chi's voice was concerned and his tone was gentle, "Go to bed early. I'm hanging up."
"Hey -" Qin Wanwan called him cautiously, "Wait, don't hang up!"
"I didn't hang up."
"Well...my dad said that you can put the wet paper in the refrigerator to freeze, or you can iron it with an iron to smooth it...but there is nothing you can do about coffee..."
"It's okay, actually..." Gu Chi chuckled on the other end of the phone, "I was sorting out the manuscript papers, and suddenly I got some inspiration."
"real or fake?"
Gu Chi picked up the drawing paper on the table. On the drawing paper, the scattered coffee stains had dried. He used a pencil to draw a circle around the outline. After filling it with the pencil, the new jewelry work had already taken shape on the paper.
"I should be able to finish the painting tonight. You will know when you come over tomorrow and take a look."
"So, don't you want to thank me properly?"
"Of course." Gu Chi tilted his head, held the phone between his head and shoulders, and quickly traced on the paper with the pencil in his hand, "I'll treat you to dinner tomorrow night."
"Okay, see you tomorrow then."
Listening to the blind tone on the phone, Gu Chi looked at the phone sideways, almost unable to believe his ears.
That girl actually talked to him so nicely and even agreed to have dinner with him.
Did he hear it correctly?!
On the other end of the phone, Qin Wanwan put her phone on the table. As soon as her fingers left the phone, she jumped up from her chair as if she had been burned.
She, she, she... actually agreed to eat his food?!
