Rebirth of the famous family in the entertainment industry

Chapter 584 An Unexpected New Script (3)
If she is by his side, trusting him to admire him and liking him, he can be the most important person in her life.

Give her respect, care, support, encouragement...

Also, passion and love.

Jiang Yuan thought wildly, turned back to the study, and went downstairs.

He felt a little thirsty. On such a night, it seemed that he should drink some wine to comfort himself.

at the same time……

Cheng Siqi sat in front of the computer in a daze.

As soon as Song Wang pushed the door open, he saw her with a silly face and didn't go in. Instead, he leaned on the door frame and looked at her from a distance, raised his eyebrows and said, "Is this the rhythm of not sleeping?"

"Oh," Cheng Siqi glanced at the time, "It's already 09:30."

"Come on, go to sleep." Song Wang said concisely.

"Hmm." Cheng Siqi directly closed the notebook, got up and took his arm, and went to the bedroom.

Song Wang looked down at her, she frowned, looking like she was thinking hard.

"Who criticized the script?" Song Wang really didn't want to pay attention to what she and Jiang Yuan said on the phone. Seeing that she was depressed, he couldn't help asking.

"Well, Professor Jiang said the conflict wasn't intense enough." Cheng Siqi frowned and said, "The story I wrote was too straightforward."

"Bland?" Song Wang couldn't help laughing and said, "Our previous life was quite tortuous, so it's better to be plain."

"What?" Cheng Siqi looked up at him.

"Is it better to be plain?" Song Wang repeated.

"No, last sentence."

"Our previous life was quite tortuous." Song Wang repeated, "What's wrong?"

"That's right," Cheng Siqi nodded thoughtfully, and suddenly became excited, "Our previous life was full of twists and turns, twists and turns!"

"Stupid you!" Song Wang pinched her face.

"No," Cheng Siqi looked at him with bright eyes, "You are amazing! You are amazing, I love you so much!"

"Be good that night." Song Wang curled his lips.

"I'm going to change the script!" Cheng Siqi jumped up and put her hands around his neck, kissed him on the cheek, and said excitedly, "I'm so inspired, I'm going to change the script, you go to bed first, don't wait for me."

When the voice fell to the ground, she let go of him and walked quickly to the study.

Song Wang: "..."

He stood there speechless, Cheng Siqi had already entered the study.

Thinking that she was really struggling with the script recently, Song Wang was depressed for a long time, so he had to go to the bedroom alone and be a baby daddy.

Cheng Siqi went to the study, turned on the computer again, looked at the script, and was very excited.

There was a fire burning in her chest. She looked at the script and only imagined, feeling that a rich story was unfolding before her eyes.

She didn't sleep all night, and when the script was revised, it was bright.

Song Wang went to the study in the middle of the night, but it didn't work after calling twice, and finally sat with her for two hours, dozing off all the time.

Cheng Siqi sent the email to Jiang Yuan, and sent him a text message. When she looked up and saw Song Wang in the armchair with a hand on her forehead, she couldn't help but smile.

She went over to touch his face, leaned over and kissed him.

Song Wang narrowed his eyes, caught her lips accurately, and deepened the kiss.

"Go back to your room," Cheng Siqi murmured vaguely, "I want to have sex with you."

Song Wang's heart trembled, he got up and hugged her across the board, and walked directly into the bedroom, kissing her as he walked.

at the same time--

Jiang Yuan has already arrived at the studio.

Seeing him rubbing his temples and sitting on the seat, Zhuo Hang turned the seat around and laughed maliciously, "Be honest, where did you go to have sex last night?"

"Fuck you." Jiang Yuan turned on the computer and scolded angrily.

"Look at your exhausted appearance." Zhuo Hang rubbed his chin, "Is it because your family is so stupid?"

"..." Jiang Yuan didn't bother to talk to him.

When I looked up, I saw a new email popping up in the mailbox.

From: "Siqi."

The time was a little too fast, so he took another look at the sending time, and it showed 09:30 in the morning.

Jiang Yuan didn't turn it on for the time being, he got up and went to the water dispenser, poured himself a glass of water, then turned it on, and browsed it.

The mood is a bit complicated.

Cheng Siqi should have stayed up all night. He doesn't agree with staying up late. Sometimes things that are too anxious to modify may not be good. He still hopes that she can calm down and think about it.

Downloading the document to the desktop, he looked slowly while drinking water.

Looking at it, he stopped drinking water and put the water glass on the table. With a "pop", the glass was emptied and fell on the carpet with a muffled sound.

He didn't pick it up, Zhuo Hang took a look and called him again, but he didn't notice.

I watched it all the time, sitting in front of the computer in a daze.

"What are you looking at?" Zhuo Hang looked at him again, "Concentrate on this?"

"The script," Jiang Yuan said in a slightly lower voice, "Cheng Siqi wrote the script."

"Oh." Zhuo Hang knew about her script writing, even though he always admired her, he didn't think much of her.After all, Cheng Siqi is only 23 years old and has learned to act. She is a newcomer to the film and television industry, so what a script she can write.

At this age, Jiang Yuan is the only one who can write a good script in the circle, but he was born in a film family.

Zhuo Hang joked: "This is too badly written. You are under a lot of pressure and don't know how to help her change it?"

"No." Jiang Yuan looked up at him with a strange expression, "On the contrary, it's great, beyond my expectation."

"Oh?" Zhuo Hang raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"Let me see, let me see," Shen Xiaoxiao, who heard the movement over there, demanded, "Jiang Yuan sent me a copy."

Jiang Yuan sent a copy to both of them, then picked up the water glass, went to wash it under the faucet in the small kitchen, turned it back, and took another glass of water.

Drinking slowly, the feeling of suffocation in my heart still exists.

The main line of Cheng Siqi's story has not changed, and the entire script has undergone major changes.

The first is the opening sentence.

(End of this chapter)