Movie King Dad, your daughter came to you from the countryside.

Chapter 65 Metaphysical Circle
"exhausted?"

Nie Lingchuan saw Nian's daughter with sleepy eyes and asked one more question.

Fuyao lazily sat down in the chair in front of the dining table, opened his mouth and yawned.

When Tiantian and Yuanyuan saw her, they had already moved forward and circled around her ankles.

The soft fur rubbed against the ankle from time to time, causing a slight itch.

"Running most of the night in my dream."

Nie Lingchuan couldn't hold back and laughed out loud, "Nightmare?"

"Not really." She lay on the table, kicked off her slippers, and coveted the coolness of the floor. "I dreamed of a market. I seemed to want to eat something, and I was looking back and forth in the market. Now that I think about it, I don’t remember if I ate it.”

Mrs. Zhou came out with two omelettes and said with a smile: "Tell me what you want to eat and I'll make it for you."

"Thank you, Sister-in-law Zhou." She yawned again, with tears in her eyes, "I also met an acquaintance in my dream. I couldn't see his face clearly, but I knew I knew him and could still call him by his name. .”

It's not that she had a crush on her first love, it was just a colleague who used to work in the same laboratory as her.

"Would you like a cup of coffee to refresh yourself?" Nie Lingchuan poured her a cup of coffee. "There are no classes this morning?"

"Well, there is a big class at 02:30 in the afternoon." The big class lasts for one and a half hours, and there is no break in the Qingying class.

Raising his hand to look at the watch on his wrist, Nie Lingchuan took a sip of coffee and said, "Come with me to the company for some fun in the morning. We will eat out at noon, and then let Xiao Gao take you back to school."

"Okay." If you're tired, you can go to the company to sleep.

**
"Boss Nie!"

Following Nie Lingchuan to Yunhuang Entertainment, people around him greeted him one after another.

People in the company were still very curious about Nie Fuyao, but they didn't pay too much attention.

Taking the elevator to the top floor, Nie Lingchuan took her to the room next to the office.

"If you are sleepy, you can rest here. Everything is provided."

This is Nie Lingchuan's lounge.

Before I could take a breath, the secretary from outside came in holding a large pile of folders.

"Mr. Nie, the documents you need."

"Okay!" Nie Lingchuan asked his secretary to bring food and drink to his daughter, and he began to immerse himself in work.

Nie Fuyao looked around, not wanting to disturb Old Nie, but it was really boring to be idle.

She opened her laptop, logged into her social account, and posted a message.

[What kind of dramas do people like to watch nowadays? 】

Most of Nie Fuyao's fans are Nie Lingchuan's fans.

After being taken to the variety show by Lao Nie, she gained a lot of fans from her father and mother.

Because she rarely uses Weibo, and most of her fans are career-oriented, her account has always been clean.

Afterwards, the Academy of Sciences released the news that she proved Hu Liecheng's hypothesis, and her fans gained a lot from the student party.

Among them, half of the students in Qingbei Institute of Mathematics paid attention to her.

Sometimes she would post some math questions in her comments, and Nie Fuyao would help explain them after seeing them.

[My daughter posted on Weibo. It was not a math question. She is dead. Has her account been hacked? 】

[At my age, I like to watch dramas that are upright, meaningful, and don’t fall in love all day long. 】

[Same upstairs, there was an industry drama about venture capital some time ago. I happen to be in this industry. After watching it, I almost vomited blood. It was too idealistic to say it was about venture capital. I almost didn’t watch the drama for more than [-] episodes. When it comes to starting a career, it’s all about falling in love, which is killing me. 】

[No way, this is the general trend. Nowadays, the world is dominated by young people. They like to watch romance. 】【I like to watch criminal investigation dramas, criminal investigation bureaus that don't fall in love. 】

Nie Fuyao looked at the comments below, somewhat surprised.

Then I realized that her more than 600 million fans were all fans of Lao Nie's career.

She compiled big data on fans and found that less than one percent were underage, 30% were over 70.00 years old, and more than 40% were over 20.00 years old.

People of this age group really don’t have much interest in romance in idol dramas.

Opening the document, Nie Fuyao thought for a moment and wrote down the name of the script.

--black and white.

After Nie Lingchuan finished grading the documents in his hand, he leaned back on the chair to rest for a while.

Unexpectedly, I found my daughter sitting cross-legged on the sofa, with a notebook on her knees and her hands typing rapidly on it.

The snacks and fruits placed in front of her were almost untouched, and she was very immersed in them.

He stood up and walked behind her, looked at the computer desktop and found that she was writing a script.

Nie Fuyao raised his eyebrows and did not disturb her. His eyes fell on the document, watching the lines of words jumping up and down.

At this time, she was writing a murder case.

The person responsible for this murder case was Tang Yue, the captain of the Criminal Investigation Brigade.

The script then transitioned to the autopsy room, where the forensic doctor was named Hu Cong. Through Nie Fuyao's writing, he found that the forensic doctor named Hu Cong seemed a bit neurotic.

But through Nie Fuyao's description, Nie Lingchuan discovered that this forensic doctor was extremely capable.

"Who is the murderer?" Nie Lingchuan said inadvertently.

The soft sound of typing on the keyboard stopped. Nie Fuyao turned to look at Lao Nie behind the sofa and said, "Are you done?"

"No, let's take a break." He pointed at the document, "Who is the murderer?"

"Neighbor." She clasped her fingers together and twisted them a few times.

The next moment, he was slumped on the sofa like a slime.

"Write it, and let the writing team take a look at it. If it's suitable, we'll film it." As a new slave girl, Nie Lingchuan can abandon all principles.

"The task of Tang Yue can be played by Lu Bei. He is very suitable. But the role of Hu Cong cannot be handled by Lu Bei. You choose the person for this old Nie." Nie Fuyao has already started to think about the candidates for the filming.

Nie Lingchuan stretched out his hand to rub his daughter's soft hair and said with a smile: "Okay, it will probably have to wait until next year. Lu Bei is on the set now."

"So fast?" Nie Fuyao was stunned, "I thought the crew was being set up very slowly."

"This drama was already filed last year. The project was started at the beginning of the year. It has been very slow." He pointed to the computer file. "It is easier to prepare for a modern drama. What kind of person is the male protagonist?"

"A genius is thoughtful but not rigid. He can get along well with his subordinates and has a strong personal charm. He has extremely keen intuition and sense of smell for criminals and can always pull out the cocoons from a bunch of unrelated incidents. Find the murderer."

Nie Lingchuan nodded and said: "Lu Bei has less than one year of contract with Guangyao Media. If possible, sign him into the company next year."

"This is good." Nie Fuyao agreed with his approach, "Lu Bei's acting skills need to be refined, but his character is very good."

Then he added: "There is another character in the script. She is the hero's sister and a lawyer. I prefer Li Yanyan."

"Li Yanyan..." Nie Lingchuan pondered for a few seconds, "I have been with the company for a few years, but there has never been a hit work."

It’s not that the company treats me harshly, it’s just that I’ve always been so lucky.

There are many actresses with good acting skills and good looks in the industry who are always hovering in the second or third tier, whether they are popular or not, but there is no lack of filming.

The right time, right place and right people are always missing the same thing.

(End of this chapter)