When Lin Wanxiang saw her sister coming, she wanted to return the phone to Qiu Yuan.
"I can't hold my phone now. It's okay. You can play with it."
Qiu Yuan waved his cream-covered hands and said to Lin Wanxiang.
Qiu Yuan's answer made Lin Wanxiang feel a little happy. If Lin Wanxiang's mine hadn't collapsed now, many good rewards would surely come out.
Because as far as male and female friends are concerned, if a boy is willing to show his phone to a girl, it means that he really likes her wholeheartedly.
It is also impossible for girls to find out any information about boys chatting with other girls on their mobile phones.
But Qiu Yuan is different. Qiu Yuan's cell phone is full of chat records between Qiu Yuan and other girls.
Lin Wanxiang is not Qiu Yuan's girlfriend anyway, so what's the point of showing her?
Lin Wanxiang was polite at first, but then she saw that a lot of messages on Qiu Yuan's WeChat had female profile pictures.
A certain natural instinct of a girl was activated, and she couldn't help but check Qiu Yuan's chat history.
But the more I looked at Lin Wanxiang, the happier I felt.
Because Qiu Yuan really abides by all the professional ethics of a professional miner.
That is, never touch a mine that cannot be mined.
So even if Qiu Yuan added a bunch of classmates' WeChat messages after the school anniversary party, when they asked Qiu Yuan, Qiu Yuan's replies would always be 'oh', 'ok' and 'ok'.
Such a nonchalant, perfunctory attitude.
Lin Wanxiang felt a strange feeling of happiness and pleasure in her heart.
But this feeling of happiness and joy gradually disappeared until she saw the contact person named ‘Yunduoye died’ and the message from Qiu Yuan.
‘Wake up or not, I’m going to your house soon! (dog head)’
'climb!'
'If you continue to be so willful, today's update will be gone.'
'It's useless for you to threaten me with this.'
This is the news between Qiu Yuan and this contact a few days ago. Yesterday’s news was...
'Xiaoyu, stay there and don't run around, I'll be there right away!'
'You don't have to come here.'
'What if you are kidnapped if I don't come? Don't worry, in the worst case I will run away from home with you.'
The more Lin Wanxiang looked at it, the more she felt a surge of sadness in her heart. Qiu Yuan also chatted with her in this way a long time ago.
Send a message to her on WeChat and say, 'Do you want me to bring you breakfast when you get up early?'
'It's a bit cold today, so I'd better wear more clothes.'
But Lin Wanxiang never paid much attention to it or took it seriously. Her most replies were 'oh' and 'um'.
It was only now that Lin Wanxiang realized that she was beginning to long for it... Seeing the greetings Qiu Yuan sent to her that she once didn't care about, she felt very longing.
But will Qiu Yuan still have it?
Lin Wanxiang looked at Qiu Yuan with uncomfortable eyes, as if something had been thrown away.
"Miss Wanxiang, the customized morning greeting service costs ten yuan, and the noon greeting service is the same price. If you want to buy it, I can send you as many messages as you like."
Of course Qiu Yuan saw through what Wan Xiang was thinking.
After all, he had chased this girl for a while before, and a truly infatuated man could remember the time her relatives arrived accurately to the second, let alone read her thoughts.
"Really?" Lin Wanqiu next to her heard Qiu Yuan's words and took out a stack of banknotes. "Then I will book an annual subscription service for my sister."
"Uh, are you serious? Are you serious about not paying more to get a lifetime membership?"
Qiu Yuan really doesn't mind sending a lot of warm greetings to Lin Wanxiang every morning, noon and evening, and even has multiple subscribers.
This is just typing with your fingers. There is no difference between doing this job and being taken care of by a rich woman.
There seems to be a store specifically selling this service on Taobao, but most of the people buying it are men and selling it are girls.
"elder sister!"
Lin Wanxiang shouted angrily, and then Lin Wanqiu took the money back with regret.
"Let's get back to the topic, do you want to participate in Qiu Yuan's group singer-songwriter program?"
Lin Wanqiu actually saw through the relationship between Qiu Yuan and her sister earlier than Bai Ya.
But after seeing through it, she also felt that Qiu Yuan avoided Lin Wanxiang out of inferiority complex. She didn't force Qiu Yuan to sign with Cloud Media if he didn't want to.
This singer-songwriter program does not require Qiu Yuan to sign a contract, but it is also a good opportunity to test Qiu Yuan's lyrics and composition skills.
If that song "Chengquan" was just a song composed by Qiu Yuan in a sudden burst of inspiration, then Lin Wanqiu wouldn't need to spend so much effort to recruit him.
"I'll think about it."
While speaking, Qiu Yuan looked at Luo Yan, who was standing on Lin Wanqiu's side.
Lin Wanqiu's intention has been very clear, that is to let Qiu Yuan and Luo Yan team up to participate in this show.
But for some reason, what Qiu Yuan thought of was the figure of Zhao Kewei.
She was sitting alone on the roadside eating bread, looking a little embarrassed and a little stubborn.
But soon a curse made Qiu Yuan pull away from his somewhat messy thoughts.
The scolding came from Director Xu Qing in the distance. Although he was over sixty years old, who as a director couldn't speak with a strong voice? His voice was not loud and it was difficult to coordinate the set.
The person who was called out by Director Xu Qing was none other than Bai Ya. She lowered her head like a student who had made a mistake and listened to Director Xu Qing's teachings, which were filled with resentment.
"Bai Ya! You have been too impetuous in the past few years. I told you that no matter how good you are at writing scripts, it doesn't matter how much you write."
"The movie My Old Friend has allowed you to prove yourself. Don't worry too much about the outside world's evaluation. Just calm down and polish your own works. Just because you are too anxious, the things you write in a hurry will not be as good as the last!"
"I just said a few days ago that your writing is terrible, so why don't you show me your new work today? Do you want to piss me off?"
Director Xu Qing's words were heartbreaking. Bai Ya lowered her head and had no way to refute, because everything he said was right.
This director can be regarded as half of Bai Ya's teacher. After working together on "My Old Friend from Away", he has high hopes for Bai Ya.
But in recent years, Bai Ya has been eager for success, and the obstruction of cloud media has made her more and more impetuous.
Director Xu Qing also had a sense of anger that he hated iron for failing to become steel. He was holding back his anger until Bai Ya showed him a new script a few days later.
He could no longer hold back his anger and scolded Bai Ya severely in front of all his acquaintances in the industry.
"My words are here! As long as it's your script! I will never accept it within three years!"
Director Xu Qing's voice was so sonorous and powerful that everyone present was frightened and did not dare to say a word.
When Director Xu Qing waved his hand and snorted and walked away from Bai Ya, everyone else at the banquet looked at Bai Ya with complicated eyes.
Bai Ya felt that the pain in her shoulders and neck was getting worse. Not only her neck and shoulders hurt, but her head also hurt.
She gradually began to feel that her hands and feet were not her own, and her lips began to become cold.
This is what happens when people are under extreme stress.
"Aunt Bai also can't think about it. This is really a bit of a devil's fault, so she is humiliating herself."
Lin Wanqiu looked at Bai Ya's embarrassed look from the sidelines. Although she regarded Bai Ya as an enemy, she did not want a talented screenwriter to fall into such a state.
"Teacher Bai Ya!" Lin Wanxiang saw her idol in such a bad situation, and her first reaction was to go over and help her.
But someone walked out one step ahead of her.
Lin Wanxiang was stunned for a moment, and then she saw Qiu Yuan's back walking quickly towards Bai Ya, and came to Bai Ya's side while facing the slightly mocking and theatrical eyes of everyone in the venue.
"Teacher Bai Ya, are you okay?"
Qiu Yuan stretched out his hand to help Bai Ya, but Bai Ya resisted at first.
In front of so many colleagues in the industry, what is the dignity of being helped away by a child?
But she seemed to have lost all her face, and Bai Ya's current physical condition was really unsteady, so she had no choice but to put her hand on Qiu Yuan's shoulder.
"Thanks."
Bai Ya now found that the only one she could rely on was this little boy.
"I didn't send you back to the car in advance." Qiu Yuan said.
"You've got a perfect driving opportunity"
Qiu Yuan was too lazy to look at the system's rewards. Bai Ya now looked a little shaky, and her lips had begun to lose color.
Qiu Yuan supported Bai Ya with one hand, and held the manuscript and Bai Ya's handbag in the other hand, and slowly left the center of the venue under the surprised gaze of everyone.
In this way, Qiu Yuan helped Bai Ya step by step to the entrance of the venue, which was in front of Lin Wanxiang.
"Teacher Bai Ya, and Qiu Yuan..."
Lin Wanxiang originally wanted to care about Bai Ya's physical condition, but she felt a little strange when she saw Qiu Yuan supporting Bai Ya like this and Bai Ya still relying on Qiu Yuan so much.
Why does it become like this? One is an idol writer that I have liked for a long time, and the other is a boy that I have secretly admired. It is obviously a double joy superimposed...
cough…
"Xiaowan, don't worry, I'll send Teacher Bai Ya back."
When Qiu Yuan stretched out his hand, Lin Wanxiang also understood what it meant, and she returned Qiu Yuan's cell phone to Qiu Yuan.
"Is it really surprising that Aunt Bai would trust you so much?" Lin Wanqiu discovered the blind spot before her sister.
This kind of sending Qiu Yuan back in a completely weak state is not something Qiu Yuan can do because of his tutoring relationship with the Bai family.
"He...is my assistant now."
Bai Ya took a deep breath and answered Lin Wanqiu.
"Assistant?" Lin Wanqiu wanted to ask something else, but Qiu Yuan interrupted her first.
"Miss Lin Wanqiu, I would like to know when director Xu Qing's masterpiece will be released?" Qiu Yuan asked.
"Why are you asking this? Could it be that you want to compare Teacher Bai Ya's new work with Director Xu Qing's work?"
Lin Wanqiu guessed what Qiu Yuan meant, and Qiu Yuan was completely provoking.
"I advise you not to do such childish things, and so does Aunt Bai... If you really want to make money in this business, you'd better lower your head and write something that the audience will like to see."
Bai Ya just smiled lightly after hearing Lin Wanqiu's words and did not give any proper answer.
"I think you have the confidence to compete. After all, haven't you Cloud Media forced Teacher Bai Ya to compete three times? Aren't you afraid of fighting a new battle?"
A familiar smile to Lin Wanxiang appeared on Qiu Yuan's face again. Qiu Yuan also smiled like this when he said the title of the song "Chengquan" on the stage.
"On November 15th, director Xu Qing's new film was financed by us, so the shooting period is about three to four months. Review and post-production will not take long, so the release date must be at this time.
"
Lin Wanqiu has made the time very clear. What Lin Wanqiu means is that I will accept your provocation! Don't lose too badly when the time comes!
Three to four months, a movie with realistic themes? Just right...
"We are busy, Teacher Bai Ya, please go back."
After Qiu Yuan confirmed this, he supported Bai Ya and prepared to leave the venue.
But not long after taking a few steps, he felt Lin Wanxiang's cold eyes. Qiu Yuan suddenly stopped and turned to Lin Wanxiang and said...
"When the new movie comes out, maybe we can watch it together."
After Qiu Yuan left these words, he left the venue with Bai Ya, who was already a little unable to hold on.
Lin Wanxiang stood there blankly, unable to suppress her inner emotions and covering her mouth, but her eyes were still slightly red.
But what she didn't know was... maybe she could sit in the same screening room as Qiu Yuan, but it was unknown whether the person sitting next to her was Qiu Yuan.
