I heard that I'm a black fan

Chapter 40 40. The Concert ([-])
"My Uncle"

"Is there a problem? I think it's fine."

An Sheng didn't understand why Zhao Lang complained about the name.

"Do you think people think it's a TV series when they first see this name?" Zhao Lang looked at An Sheng and said.

According to An Sheng's brain circuit, he thinks that when people see this name at first sight, they should think that this is a good drama.

Seeing that he was silent, Zhao Lang went on to say: "From the perspective of an ordinary person like me, when I see the title of this play, I will most likely think of some bloody young love, but when I see such a title, I will directly choose to ignore it, that is, I don’t want to watch it. But according to what you said, this is a reality-oriented TV series, and there is no love line in it, so if you want to change the name, at least you can retain the audience.”

What Zhao Lang said made sense, and An Sheng fell into deep thought. If the title of the play he said would be released, a large number of people would be eliminated. No matter how good the show is, if no one buys it, it will be tantamount to a bad show.

It's just that An Sheng also has his own considerations. First of all, he actually thinks the name is okay. It doesn't have the effect of persuading people to quit just by looking at the name as Zhao Lang said. Secondly, he also has great confidence in himself now. He thinks the script he wrote is It will be successful, and then he also has confidence in Li Zhien, even though she is an idol and there are no professional actors who can resist the show, but she has a huge fan base, so I am not afraid that no one will watch it.

So An Sheng did not accept Zhao Lang's suggestion.

The name of the show is still "My Uncle"

"I think it's fine, no need to change."

Every screenwriter has his own persistence, and no one else can shake their persistence. After all, no one wants the things they have worked so hard to be tampered with at will.

Zhao Lang looked at An Sheng's persistence, and didn't say anything. He knew him well, and as long as he believed in something, even ten cows would not be able to pull him back.

"Okay, let's keep writing." Zhao Lang stood up and looked at the hamburger in his hand: "Are you full?"

An Sheng ate the last bite of the hamburger, and his stomach didn't feel full at all, "I can't get enough."

Zhao Lang: "I'll cook."

……

It was late at night, and after An Sheng wrote a little script, he lay down on the bed.

tossing and turning.

can not sleep.

He suffered from insomnia, as soon as he closed his eyes, he could think of what happened at Li Zhien's house in the evening, touched his stomach, thought that Li Zhien's head was there before, his heartbeat started to speed up again, and his face became hot for no reason .

He secretly scolded himself for being worthless, why would he be shy when he was almost thirty?
He turned over on the bed, the moonlight from the window came in, and he looked at the moon like a jade plate, which was slowly covered by dark clouds, just like his current mood; tomorrow he suddenly didn't know what to do Faced with Li Zhien, he was chatting and chatting with text messages before, but he dared not face him at night.

I thought it was okay at the time, but I didn't expect the stamina to be so great.The only thing that can be thankful now is that Li Zhien doesn't remember, otherwise he will die of embarrassment.

But... Obviously An Sheng is passive, but why is he so guilty.

Even he doesn't know it himself.

It should be because I haven't talked about a romantic relationship for a long time.An Sheng blamed all his shyness on so many years of barren feelings.

At this time, the dark clouds covering the moon dissipated, and the moonlight shone again. An Sheng looked over, and Li Zhien's face was suddenly reflected on the bright moon. Like a little girl.

The next morning, the sun was shining brightly, and the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant.

An Sheng rode a scooter to the company with two dark circles under his eyes. Last night he suffered from insomnia until the early hours of the morning. He finally fell asleep at some point, until the morning alarm clock woke him up.

Stepped into the company, walked to the later office, opened the door and walked in.

"morning."

An Sheng greeted Xianjing feebly.

Xianjing raised her head and was about to return An Sheng's greeting, but who would have thought that when she looked up, she saw his two obvious dark circles. It's no wonder that An Sheng's skin is fair, and the dark circles are especially obvious on his face.

"What's wrong with you, didn't you sleep?"

Xianjing is very familiar with his state, she is in the post-production period, and staying up late is commonplace for her, and every time she finishes staying up late, she will become like An Sheng.

Dark circles, lack of energy, blurred eyes.

An Sheng, who was sitting on the seat, waved his hand when he heard Xianjing's greeting, "It's nothing, I just slept late."

"Then can you stand it? I heard that you still have to go to the concert today."

"How can a man say that he can't stand it?" An Sheng was already like this, but he still didn't forget to talk: "Don't worry, my buddy will still be alive and well even if he doesn't sleep for three days and three nights."

Xianjing didn't say anything, and threw him a pack of instant coffee: "Drink some."

An Sheng thanked: "Thank you."

An Sheng watched ghost movies all morning and drank coffee to refresh himself. Finally, it was time for lunch. Although he was very sleepy, he couldn't stop the obsession of a cook.

"Hello, Brother An."

As soon as he went out, he ran into Xiao Yuan, seeing her still active, An Sheng nodded: "Have you eaten yet?"

"No, I was looking for you. Zhien O'Neill just ordered takeaway, let me ask you to eat together."

Hearing Li Zhien's name, An Sheng was flustered for a moment, thinking about what happened last night, he shook his head quickly: "No, no, I've eaten it, you eat it." After An Sheng said goodbye to Xiao Yuan, he turned around and went back Back to the office.

Seeing her coming back, Xianjing asked suspiciously: "Didn't you go to eat, why did you come back again?"

An Sheng laughed: "It suddenly occurred to me that I still have some work to do, so you can go eat first."

Xianjing was a little confused, he had watched ghost movies all morning, why did he suddenly show up at work?
"Then I'll eat."

Xianjing left the office, and now An Sheng is the only one left in the whole office. There are still ghost movies in the computer, but An Sheng has no intention of watching the movie now, and he dare not go out even though his stomach is growling. If his guess is right If Li Zhien ordered takeout, he must order it together with the whole company, and it should be in the rest area. If he went out to eat by himself, he would have to pass through the rest area, and everyone would see him by then.

An Sheng sighed helplessly, and began to search in the office, thinking that if he was lucky, he should be able to find some snacks or something.

But things went against his wishes, he didn't find anything, and in addition to searching for things just now, An Sheng, who was already hungry, collapsed in front of the table at this moment.

Lie on the table and said weakly.

"very hungry."

"Why don't you go out to eat when you're hungry?"

Suddenly Li Zhien's voice came.

(End of this chapter)