Entertainment: I just want to be a screenwriter

Walking in the night, Di Li looked at the scenery of the Bund of the Demon Capital, and was a little confused for a while.

This kind of confusion is not about one's own future, but about the direction.

Thinking about things just now, I forgot that I came from that way.

I don't know when, I came to the Bund.

Standing on the Bund, Di Li took out a cigarette and a lighter from his pocket while blowing the wind.

Di Li, who lit a cigarette, leaned against the guardrail.

Now that he has graduated from high school, he needs to plan his future well, since he has signed a contract to become an artist.

I can't do anything else, I can only rely on my memory to be able to write some scripts.

Then it's good to be an artist? This is not a waste of this ~ life.

The unsatisfactory in the previous life, let's make up for it in this life-.

"Buzz~" When Di Li was doing something, a phone call came in

Di Li took out his newly bought mobile phone, looked at the phone number, and knew that it was Yuan Yanyan who came.

"Hey. "

"Where are you, it's 10 o'clock and you haven't come home yet?"

"Mom and Dad asked me to ask where you went. "Yuan Yanyan called, it seems that he is at school.

If she was at home, it is estimated that she would have sent WeChat at dinner.

It's only coming in now, and it's definitely not home.

"After filling out the volunteer in the afternoon, I went out for a walk, just in time for the rush hour. "

"Send Zhou Yutong back, and come to the Bund to blow the wind. "My sister's concern, Di Li fully explained his whereabouts, and this is not something that cannot be said.

"Then you be careful, go home early, and don't let your parents worry. Yuan Yanyan said.

"Hmm. He knew that the family cared about him.

"Oh yes, which school did you fill in today? Are you sure it's Nortel?" Yuan Yanyan, who was about to hang up the phone, suddenly remembered this incident.

"No, I changed my mind for the time being. "

"Change your attention again, which school did you apply for?" Yuan Yanyan was really worried that he would mess around

"Shangxi, a major in composition and composition technology theory at the Academy of Chinese Opera. "

"Did you choose to play? haha~" Knowing that his younger brother chose to play, Yuan Yanyan was very happy.

"yes, don't you think I'm writing a script now?"

"There are also several scripts that have been confirmed to be filmed, so I thought, let's learn to compose, after all, composition can also write songs for TV series or something, and then it depends on talent and character. "

"What about your animation design? Don't you learn it?" Yuan Yanyan didn't forget this.

"Don't study it for the time being, wait for me to learn composition and see if I have any talent, whether I can learn it. "

"If you can compose, then you can learn, but if you can't, I will transfer to another school. "

Anyway, you can transfer to the university, so it's easier.

Old, these things still have to know how to be flexible.

"Well, if you choose to play, I can't wait for you. "

"But I'm a senior when I start school in September, and you're only a freshman. "Yuan Yanyan is the happiest.

The two siblings chatted for a while, and Di Li also came to the bus stop.

"Are you coming back tomorrow?" Before getting on the bus, Di Li asked his sister if she would be back tomorrow.

"I won't go back tomorrow, I'll be at school for the next week. "

"Isn't it going to be the end of the term? Yuan Yanyan said that he was going to prepare for the end of the war.

Indeed, it's 625 days now, and many universities are preparing for their final exams.

Not only college, but also high school and junior high school students, it is almost the end of these two cycles.

Di Li is a fresh high school graduate, so after taking the college entrance examination, the vacation time is relatively early.

"Okay, I'll buy you a phone, and when you come back, change it yourself. "

"Thank you, thank you, love you. Before hanging up the phone, Yuan Yanyan did not forget to confess to his younger brother.

Hanging up the phone, Di Li looked at the phone and yawned.

Just as he was looking out the window, a girl sat next to him.

He was looking at the night scene outside the car window, but a wisp of fragrant fragrance entered his nostrils.

This made De Di Li couldn't help but turn his head, and the first thing that caught his eye was Song Yu's delicate pretty face.

"Uh-oh~" Turning his head to see this beautiful face, Di Li was even more frightened and trembled.

"My mom, I, I..." Di Li, who kept patting his chest, tried to calm himself down.

"What are you doing?" Di Li leaned against the window of the car and looked at Song Yu with a shocked expression.

It's still the makeup of the crying flower, and there is no touch-up.

Song Yu looked at Di Li strangely, she was very sure that Di Li was not following her.

In fact, when she just got on the bus just now, Di Li was already in the car.

In other words, Di Li came up at least one bus stop before her, so there was no need to follow her.

But when she got on the bus, the only vacant seat was the one next to Di Li.

When she came over, she saw Di Li's side face, as well as the mask on his face and the clothes he was wearing.

This reminded Song Yu of the boy who helped her on the bus just now.

"Is this yours?" Song Yu didn't answer Di Li's question, asking if the sunglasses and cap belonged to him?

Di Li leaned against the window, looked at the cap and sunglasses in Song Yu's hand, and did not answer, but reached out and took the hat, but did not take the sunglasses.

As for why, of course Song Yu knew.

Her makeup is crying, and she is a girl, and she can cover it up by wearing sunglasses.

........

"Thank you. It was determined that this boy helped her, and Song Yu thanked him.

"No, I don't. Di Liman didn't care to look out the window.

He didn't want to talk to Song Yu, because the purpose of talking would be impure.

But when people talk to him, it's different.

Di Li looked out the car window and didn't talk to her, which made Song Yu very depressed.

Am I not pretty enough? Or is my makeup too scary?

It must be, my makeup is crying, no wonder people don't want to look at me.

Hmph, even if you don't wear makeup, my sister's appearance is very durable, otherwise that disgusting producer wouldn't want to untact me, stinky boy, you actually look down on me?

At this time, if Di Li knew what Song Yu was thinking, he would definitely be sweating profusely.

Miss, if I ignore you, it will seem that my purpose is not pure.

But if I ignore you, you're wondering if I look down on you?

You women, it's really a double standard.

"What's your name?" Song Yu took the initiative to smile and asked Di Li's name.

"Dili. Di Li also has to answer questions, people ask the name, just say it yourself.

"Dilly, a foreigner?" Song Yu always felt wrong when he heard this name.

"A fire Di next to the anti-dog, not a good Di, really good Di. "

"Poof. Song Yu, who was still strange, couldn't hold back when he heard that Hao Di was really good.

"Which one?" asked Di Li with a smile.

"Independent standing. Di Li held his face and looked at the young lady beside him who took the initiative to talk to him. _

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