"Submitted for the first round of review a few days ago." Yan Yidao was standing in front of the window at home, looking out at the vast night, his voice filled with the coolness of the night. "But it turned out that he failed in the first round of review. It was because of the content.
There are a few things that don’t work.”
"Content?" Ruan Suxing narrowed her eyes slightly, her dark pupils condensed, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, casting a faint shadow under the light. "The content is very main theme, and it is positive, how can it be failed?"
"The detailed results will be fed back by the review team tomorrow." Yan Yidao changed his hands to hold the mobile phone. "It is about to be finalized. If it cannot be reviewed, it will be revised again, which will cost a lot of trouble."
"Let's see tomorrow's results first. Then forward the feedback results to me and we will discuss how to conduct the investigation."
At this time, Ruan Su thought it was just an ordinary review, and she did not expect that someone was behind it.
When Bo Xingzhi saw that she had finally finished the phone call, he picked up the hair dryer and started drying her hair.
The man moved gently, gently brushing her jet-black hair.
The warm wind blows on the head, which is very comfortable and comfortable.
Bo Xingzhi lowered his eyes and looked at the hair in his palm. The silky touch felt very good. He stroked the long silky hair and was reluctant to let go.
Ruan Su raised her eyes and turned around to see the man staring at her hair in a daze.
She did not speak to break the atmosphere, but narrowed her eyes like a cat.
After Bo Xingzhi finished drying her hair, he reluctantly reached out and brushed her hair, and then put away the hair dryer.
But Ruan Su raised his hand to grab it, and the man was slightly startled.
They sat down tacitly. He was very tall. Even if he sat down, Ruan Su could only stand up and help him dry his hair.
The man's short, hard hair on her white fingertips was just like his person, cold and hard.
It is often said that people with hard hair have a hard heart. If it were before, Ruan Su would probably feel the same way.
But after experiencing so many ups and downs and so many things with Bo Xingzhi, she felt that this man was actually very soft at heart.
She recalled in a daze that during the previous four years of marriage, she had countless times gently helped him blow dry his hair just like she did now.
It's just...he rarely helps her blow it.
At that time, it was just to fulfill her responsibilities as a wife.
Now...why have we suddenly become so close to each other?
He was very cold at that time, and that coldness was not physical coldness, but mental aura and emotion.
He looked at you with a dignified and cold smile, but there was no emotion.
When did he start looking at her with loving and warm eyes?
Ruan Su was drying the man's hair seriously. Bo Xingzhi looked at her slim waist covered by her pajamas, stretched out his long arms to hug her gently, and put his head on her belly.
The sudden intimate gesture stunned Ruan Su for a moment, but she soon recovered.
She knew that he was saying that he was willing to hand over his head to her, which meant that he was willing to hand over his life to her.
Ruan Su's jade-white fingers moved through the man's hair, but the man's arms tightened even more.
He buried his face in Ruan Su's pajamas, breathing her faint fragrance, "Honey, let's have a baby."
Ruan Su's fingers suddenly froze, and she stopped blowing her hair.
"child……"
Her voice is a little hoarse and dry. How can her body possibly have a child now?
The poison of Mei Silkworm has not been cured. If it is passed to children again...
She couldn't imagine how she could let her children suffer along with her own suffering.
She looked away, suppressed the sadness in her heart, and made an excuse, "Let's wait for a while. There are many things that are not over yet. My mother... wait until my mother's things are over."
Bo Xingzhi didn't think much about it. He just thought that she was eager to find out the news about her mother, so he nodded, "Well, we are still young anyway, so we are not in a hurry."
He almost thought that she didn't want to give birth...
Seeing that she was not very rejecting, he let out a long sigh of relief.
As long as Xiaosu doesn't reject it, that's fine.
Bo Xingzhi still held her waist tightly, "I will definitely be a good father in the future."
Ruan Su collected the cord of the hair dryer bit by bit, and then put the hair dryer on the bedside table aside.
She allowed the man to hug her affectionately, "You will definitely do it."
Bo Xingzhi rubbed his head against her waist. The aloof Mr. Bo was like a large stuffed toy, even with a hint of flattering humility?
He was afraid that she would be angry when he mentioned having children and that she would resist.
Fortunately, no.
Ruan Su pushed the man who was leaning against her, "Get up, it's time for us to sleep."
Bo Xingzhi let go of her, stood up and stood with her. He was tall and had long legs. When he looked at her, he lowered his head slightly, "Okay, let's sleep."
He observed Ruan Su's expression and found that she really didn't look angry.
He couldn't hold back and held Ruan Su's hand, "Let's... have a daughter in the future, as beautiful and cute as you."
Ruan Su kept her head lowered and did not look at Bo Xingzhi's expression. She was a little sad. She had rarely had negative emotions, but when it came to giving birth, for the first time, she felt a desire to avoid it.
Feel.
Difficult, difficult.
Given her physical condition, it was really difficult for her to get pregnant and have a baby, something that many people could do.
She can do many things that others cannot do, but she cannot get the happiness and joy that others can easily get.
She didn't know if this was a kind of sadness.
She shrank into the bed, and the air was filled with the faint fresh scent of Bo Xingzhi.
In the night outside the window, fine snowflakes began to float unknowingly. The Chinese New Year will be here in a few days, and the weather is getting colder and colder.
Gradually, everything as far as the eye can see is a vast expanse of white, and the ground is covered with fine white snowflakes, as if covered with a layer of silver.
Bo Xingzhi stretched out his arms and hugged Ruan Su. Ruan Su shrank into his arms and closed his eyes.
In the early morning of the next day, the whole world was a silvery white. It had snowed all night and the air seemed particularly fresh and cold.
The Tang family became lively early, and the servants began to clean the snow in the courtyard. Tang Wanrou stood at the door of the living room with a cup of hot milk in her hands, looking at the snow-white world outside, and took a breath of white air.
"Fortunately, we are in the north and there is heating in the house. Otherwise, if it was so cold, I would really freeze to death."
As she spoke, she turned around and sat on the sofa.
Mrs. Tang had just come out of the room upstairs. She stretched her neck and took a look at the snow-white world outside the door. The servants were sweeping the snow in full swing.
"It's good when it snows! It's the best when it snows."
She smiled triumphantly, "At this time, I guess that little bitch's heart is as cold as the ice and snow."
"Mom, it's done? Has my uncle done it?" Tang Wanrou's eyes lit up and she hurried to Mrs. Tang's side.
"That's not the case. I just sent back the film about Little Bitch." Mrs. Tang became more and more proud as she spoke, almost beaming with joy. "She probably wants the Valentine's Day schedule. She is scheduled for the New Year's Day."
It’s impossible. So if it’s scheduled to coincide with Valentine’s Day, it’s still possible.”
Tang Wanrou was not a fool. She calculated the time and said, "But...it's still a month before Valentine's Day! Her film was sent back, revised and reviewed, and Valentine's Day has just passed!"
"
"There is no good time after Valentine's Day. There are also Tomb-Sweeping Day, Dragon Boat Festival, Labor Day and so on. How can such small festivals be compared with big events?" Mrs. Tang smiled and pinched a coffee table.
The strawberries on the plate were brought to his mouth, "But if I put it off any longer, I can only wait until the summer vacation, or the National Day holiday..."
"But if you postpone the summer vacation, half of the year will be over, and more than half of the year will be over when the National Day comes... Just delaying it will cause a lot of losses. If investors are eager to collect funds... I am afraid they cannot afford to delay, and
If it is delayed for a long time, fans' expectations will drop a lot."
Tang Wanrou carefully analyzed the situation in the film industry.
Mrs. Tang looked at her daughter happily, with a hint of appreciation in her eyes, "Wanrou, you are right. You are really making progress, and Mom is very happy."
"Didn't I learn this from my mother?" Tang Wanrou drank all the milk in her hand with a smile, "I'm just waiting to see Ruan Su's joke. Hehe - I can't deal with her if I make her lose some money.
I'm also happy. As long as she suffers a certain degree of loss, I'm happy."
The hatred between them and Ruan Su Bo Xingzhi is too deep.
"Okay, let's go, let's go to your aunt's house." Mrs. Tang stood up, then ordered the servant to prepare some gifts, and she took out a brand new bracelet from her jewelry box, "You
My uncle did a good job this time, I have to thank him no matter what."
Tang Wanrou nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, "Mom is still thoughtful."
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People often say that when it snows, it becomes cold when it doesn't snow.
The scarf blocked Ruan Su's neck. She put her hands in her pockets and came to the coffee shop.
Yan Yidao was already waiting there. When he saw her stepping into the cafe, he quickly waved to her.
Ruan Su wore a cashmere coat, a pair of black boots, and a scarf around her neck to wrap her tightly. She walked to the opposite side of Yan Yidao and sat down, "How are you?"
"Things are not easy to handle." Yan Yidao took out the file, opened it, pointed at a certain item on it and said, "Violent scenes are not allowed, but this is not violent at all, and there is no bloody element."
The heroine Bo Wenyu, a fake daughter, has a scene of fighting with gangsters in order to highlight her martial arts skills.
But if all the information related to this aspect is deleted, the personality will collapse immediately.
The audience will also feel that the plot is not very smooth in many places.
"And here, there can't even be any scenes of hugs or hugs?" Yan Yidao became more and more angry as he spoke, "I think they are just deliberately making things difficult. This is a realistic theme, it's not weird.
Weird themes and ideas, they just do it on purpose."
Six hundred chapters~~~
I like Mrs. Bo and her waistcoat was stripped off again today.
