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The filming of rebirth is going well, but in two months, most of the shooting process has passed.

Kangcheng international apartment.

"What are you doing?" Seeing Qin Youle sitting on the sofa in his pajamas and pounding his notebook, song Tingchen followed him. He held Qin Youle from behind and playfully blew into Qin Youle's neck.

"Stop it!" Qin Youle giggled, her shoulders shaking violently. It has been more than a month since they got the license, and they are getting along more and more harmoniously.

"Let me see, what is this?" Song Tingchen held Qin Youle's waist. He put his chin on Qin Youle's shoulder, "writing a script again?"

"No, this is the previous script. I'll turn it out and see how mentally disabled I was." Qin Youle couldn't help laughing. Her childhood dream was to hope that the story she wrote could be photographed.

"I asked you to change agent 7. Have you changed it?" Song Tingchen asked softly.

Qin Youle looked back at Song Tingchen. She put her notebook on the table, left song Tingchen's arms and sat opposite him: "song Tingchen, you are very concerned about my agent 7 this month. Why?"

"What do you say?" Song Tingchen looked at Qin Youle with a smile. He rubbed Qin Youle's long hair and said with a smile, "do you think I have nothing to do?"

"Isn't it?" Qin Youle's pretty eyebrows frowned slightly. There was a smile at the bottom of her eyes, and then there was a smile in her eyes.

"Is it true?" Qin Youle looked at Song Tingchen in disbelief. She knew that as long as song Tingchen moved her script, it meant that her script had merit, and song Tingchen seemed to pay special attention to agent 7.

"Go and see my briefcase." Song Tingchen said mysteriously, "look, is it what you want?"

Qin Youle looked at Song Tingchen. She immediately slid down the sofa, put on her shoes and ran to the study. She saw the heavy script and the contract next to it. Qin Youle couldn't believe it.

"Song Tingchen, what's going on?" Looking at the black and white contract in his hand, Qin Youle rubbed his eyes. On this contract, song Tingchen and Zhuo Shengtian, a famous film investor, agreed on the specific details of shooting agent 7.

Song Tingchen didn't talk to Qin Youle about all the activities he had done before. He wanted to surprise Qin Youle.

"I'm still preparing." Song Tingchen said quietly, "as for whether it can succeed or not, it's not certain. I still need to make a lot of efforts, because now, everyone is not optimistic about the film."

Song Tingchen told Qin Youle all the difficulties he encountered in preparing for the shooting.

With a heavy script in his hand, Qin Youle was a little sad. Song Tingchen told her that almost everyone didn't like the film.

"Since everyone doesn't support it, why do you insist?" Qin Youle asked in some displeasure. In fact, when she first saw the contract, she was not happy. On the contrary, she felt a little pressure. She didn't know whether she could succeed or whether someone would gossip about her and song Tingchen. She couldn't help considering a series of questions.

Song Tingchen was stunned at first. He didn't expect Qin Youle's attitude to be so unfriendly. But in a few seconds, he immediately understood what Qin Youle was thinking.

"Youle, come here." Song Tingchen waved to Qin Youle.

Qin Youle stood there stubbornly and refused to move.

"Youle, do you know what I like most about you?" Song Tingchen frowned and whispered, "before, what I liked most was the stubbornness of your eyebrows. You are different from other girls. Just like when you were in high school, many girls couldn't run 800 meters, but you are different. I always see you clenching your teeth. "

Qin Youle looked at Song Tingchen with some doubts. He didn't know what he was going to say.

"But sometimes you are too stubborn, you know?" Song Tingchen said earnestly, "this society is cruel. To tell the truth, if I hadn't seen your script, you probably wouldn't be able to cast it all your life."

"You..." Qin Youle felt that she couldn't hang up for a moment, and her face turned red.

When rebirth fate was accepted, Qin Youle doubted whether song Tingchen helped her behind her back. Although song Tingchen later strongly denied that he had selfish intentions, Qin Youle still had serious self doubt in his heart.

"No, I mean," seeing Qin Youle blush, song Tingchen knew he was talking too hard. He hurriedly explained, "Youle, I hope you don't misunderstand me. You are really talented, but in this entertainment circle, there are many unwritten rules, which are what you call hidden rules. It will bury many talented people."

Referring to the hidden rules, Qin Youle immediately remembered the bearded, thin producer who was like smoking opium. That was the first time she had been so close to the so-called hidden rules.

"Song Tingchen, I know." Qin Youle said unhappily, "I know you always want to protect me, but I don't want you to make an exception for me again and again. I don't want me to survive on my husband, nor do I want your good reputation to be hurt because of me. "

Song Tingchen's throat moved up and down. He sat on the sofa and remained silent for a long time.

"Sorry, I think what I said just now is a little heavier." After many, song Tingchen stood up. He stretched out his hand and sat on the sofa with Qin Youle. He patiently explained, "I've never used the same screenwriter twice, so everyone will inevitably have some concerns."

"More because of the scandal between us?" Leaning his head on song Tingchen's shoulder, Qin Youle suddenly felt a little tired. When she was with song Tingchen, she had to be very careful. Because song Tingchen lives under the camera of the media, she must hide her identity.

"Youle, I'll only tell you once about this. I chose this script entirely because I liked it, not because you wrote it." Song Tingchen said very seriously, "even if people all over the world don't believe me, I hope you must believe me."

Seeing the light in Song Tingchen's eyes, Qin Youle couldn't bear to let it go out.

"I am a businessman and a director." Song Tingchen whispered slowly holding Qin Youle, "I know how difficult it is for me to get to this point today. I won't easily gamble on my future, and I don't want to lose your reputation."

"Tingchen?" Hearing song Tingchen's voice getting smaller and smaller, Qin Youle felt a little guilty. She didn't know how much song Tingchen had suffered for her script these days.

"So recently, you often come back late in the evening. You go to see customers, don't you?" Qin Youle said painfully. She buried her head deeply in Song Tingchen's arms and whispered, "I'm sorry, I only care about my pride, but I forget how much effort you have paid for me."

Song Tingchen dropped a kiss on Qin Youle's hair. He hugged Qin Youle and said gently, "I'm very optimistic about agent 7. Believe me, if this play can be successfully prepared, there will be a good box office rate at that time. I'm very confident."

Song Tingchen's words gave Qin Youle some confidence. She really took a long time to create this "agent 7" intermittently, which took her a lot of effort.

"Unfortunately, such a good script should have been changed into a novel at that time. Now, all large-scale IP dramas have the original party. In this way, the work has a topic since the beginning of shooting. This is a means of film publicity, which is both natural and effective."

"A novel, isn't it?" The corners of Qin Youle's mouth tilted slightly.

"Yes." Song Tingchen nodded.

"In fact, this play has a novel." Qin Youle whispered.

"What are you talking about?" Song Tingchen asked excitedly. He held Qin Youle's shoulder and asked unexpectedly, "Youle, what did you say just now? The play has a novel, doesn't it? "

Qin Youle nodded: "this novel was actually written quite early. At that time, I signed a contract with a website. At that time, the subscription amount of the website was still OK, but at that time, the network and mobile phone were not as developed as they are now, so I don't want to see many people. "

Song Tingchen's mouth was hooked. He shook his head: "there are far more readers to taste than you think."

"What do you mean?" Qin Youle asked in a puzzled way. She knew almost nothing about the selection of film materials. Now Song Tingchen often gives directions nearby. She knows something about it.

"This is some film publicity skills." Song Tingchen smiled and said that he already had an idea in his heart. Maybe he could come up with more powerful evidence in two weeks' board of directors.

"Youle, as a screenwriter, I have something to tell you." Song Tingchen held Qin Youle's hand and said, "I hope you can accept it."

"First, President Zhuo and I have agreed that if the play can start shooting, the male host's selected role is summer." Song Tingchen looked at Qin Youle and said with a smile, "can you accept it?"

"Of course." Qin Youle said with a smile, "summer is now an international hot male star. I heard that he doesn't decide to take the film now."

"There's no problem with it." Song Tingchen said quietly, "last time he came to s City, I took the time to tell him. He has promised me to free the schedule."

"Is that all?" Qin Youle looked at Song Tingchen and said in doubt. She saw that there was a gray color in the bottom of song Tingchen's eyes.

"And." Song Tingchen paused for a moment and said in embarrassment, "that is, Su Rui wants to be the female owner of the play."

"Su Rui?" Qin Youle asked in surprise, "but I don't think Su Rui is suitable. This is a big female main play, and Su Rui's image is not like this."

"I know, but that's what President Zhuo asked." Song Tingchen said reluctantly, "I will try to continue to communicate, but I don't think there is a good chance of success."

Qin Youle was silent.

"There is still room for negotiation." Seeing Qin Youle's silence, song Tingchen comforted, "I will continue to discuss with President Zhuo."

"Yes." Qin Youle whispered. Her heart was inexplicably bitter.