Transmigrated Princess

When Sue woke up in the evening, she found her in the hotel room.

She is very familiar with this room, which was prepared for the actors by the crew of "Qing Cheng Tian Xia". She stayed here for the next three months during the filming.

The mobile phone is on the bedside and is charging.

Next to the mobile phone, there is a script that is half opened.

Su make complaints about it. She was lying on the bed the night before she went through the script.

The TV screen in front of the bed is black. She can see her appearance from the reflection of the mirror.

That's... Xiao Ting's appearance.

Su Xiangwan suddenly felt a strange feeling rising from the bottom of his heart.

She subconsciously touched her face and couldn't tell what kind of state she was in.

Then she looked at the script by the bed.

Su Xiangwan unconsciously held out his hand and wanted to pick up the script in front of him and have a good look.

So far, she still has a lot of things she doesn't understand, but she has a feeling that the answer is hidden in this script, so she thinks she can think of anything as long as she looks at it again.

She felt... As if she had forgotten something.

However, her fingertips just touched the thick stack of paper. She not only failed to get it, but also passed through it strangely.

She was a little stunned and tried to get the mobile phone charged at the head of the bed. However, the result was the same. Her hand went straight through the mobile phone.

Su Xiangwan felt a chill on his back.

However, before the horror could come to her mind, she suddenly heard a slight sound of opening the door outside the room, as if someone had opened the door from outside.

She had no time to think more and hurried out.

It was like thinking changed a scene. When Su Xiangwan looked up again, he found himself standing in front of the large French window in the suite.

The scorching sun almost blinded her.

A voice suddenly sounded behind him: "what do you want?"

Su Xiangwan turned back at once.

The person standing in front of her is her most familiar agent, sister Yang.

She held a stack of thick scripts in her hand, with helplessness on her face, and seemed to have some unspeakable anger.

Su Xiangwan thought she was talking to herself. When she was about to speak, she heard a lazy voice in the corner.

That was her most familiar voice.

"Nothing. I just don't accept such a script."

In the sofa, a woman with dark curly hair was deeply trapped.

This is the first time Su Xiangwan looked at himself from the perspective of God.

It seems that

It's different from the impression of yourself.

Some of them were morbid and looked not so energetic and vigorous. On the contrary, they could see the shadow caged on her. It seemed that she would be completely swallowed up by the shadow soon.

That is the vicissitudes of life, the gloomy breath.

She should have stayed up all night - this was su Xiangwan's first thought.

After listening to her words, sister Yang probably pressed her forehead with great headache, and then said, "don't you accept it? The contracts have been signed, the Startup Ceremony has been completed, and the press releases have been sent out. Now you say you don't accept it?"

Xiao Ting seemed indifferent to her anger.

She is always like this. After she has identified one thing, it is impossible to change her mind.

She opened her mouth, and her tone was also very flat: "at the beginning, you received the script, which was full of praise and could become my transformation work. Then? Look at the script I got now... It can't be said to be somewhat similar, at least it's irrelevant."

Sister Yang was dumb for a moment and then said, "it's not common for the script to change. You don't know... There are many rules in radio and television. In order to go through the trial, there must be many changes. Moreover, the appearance of a play must cater to the market. In addition... You know that it's the man who wants to be praised later, so you must add some drama to him..." At last, she couldn't go on. Instead, she said, "you've been shooting a play for so many years. It's not that you haven't encountered this situation. As long as the play is broadcast, the market reaction is good, there is heat and flow. Do you think the audience wants to see any intrigue when watching the play? What they like most is actually a love story in the guise of house fight. Su Tian is finished."

Xiao Ting smiled, and the sound of her smile was a little cool: "the old script will not change the core content no matter how it is changed, but now this script is completely through" Qing Cheng Xia Xia " The name of this novel, and then re compiled a new script, since you want to cater to the market, why not create a new one at the beginning, and why ruin the hard work of others? "

Sister Yang picked her eyebrows and suddenly realized something. She immediately asked, "is it because of the screenwriter?"

When she finished, she became more angry and her voice was much sharper: "Yesterday she rushed up madly and asked you what 'do you really like this hostess'. When you went back to the room, your face was a little strange. Didn't you say she was stupid at that time? If you got the money, it would come to a good end if it was too serious. There would be no result if it went on. I still think you can open your mind. As a result, you made it for me today!"

Xiao Ting raised her eyes and looked at her. Her face was white and unnatural. Even her voice was leisurely: "I think she's stupid. Is there any conflict with me trying to help her change back to the script?"

Sister Yang took an unbelievable breath, and her eyebrows frowned: "are you crazy? What script to change! I told you, the plot of the original script can't pass the trial, and it's normal to delete and change..."

Xiao Ting interrupted her: "the original author is also a screenwriter. Why not refer to the original author's meaning? The male owner can bring his own screenwriter and play, and I can also let my screenwriter modify my part."

"The original author is a nominal screenwriter. What is she? The crew bought the copyright and has the right to modify it. You let the professional screenwriters listen to the opinions of a layman and refer to her meaning. How big her face is."

Sister Yang said with a sigh of relief and asked her, "you are not such a light person. There must be some other reason. Tell me honestly why."

Xiao Ting calmed down and said, "this book has always been very popular. In recent years, there have been a lot of news about remaking TV dramas, which have not been implemented until the crew found me."

"What do you mean?" sister Yang didn't understand.

"It means that the reason why the original author promised to sell the film and television copyright and remake it into a TV play is because the female owner is me."

"That's not very normal. How high your traffic is now."

"It's not that there is no better choice than me." Xiao Ting sighed slowly: "her mistress... Was written based on me."

Su Xiangwan looked at his former self.

It seems that when it comes to this point, the shadow on the body is a little scattered.

This is probably... The power that others like.

Su Xiangwan could understand his mood that day.

I don't like myself, but there are so many people who firmly like her. For her, these people should be one of the few lights that can persist in life.

She is not such a great person, that is... To repay their love with her meager strength within her ability.

"Now I have Yan Ming, rich, award or not, and it doesn't attract me very much. My life seems to be perfect here. Sometimes I don't know what else I want... It's rare to find a meaningful thing now. At least... I can't become someone else's faith or live up to others' love. Except for this thing, I don't know What do you want to do? "

When Su Xiangwan listened, he suddenly felt that there was a hard corner in his heart and suddenly burst open.

Years carved her into an extremely cold and selfish person.

She doesn't have any sincere friends. The closest person is the agent Yang Jie, who is closely related to her interests. She doesn't even want to fall in love, because she thinks those people have ulterior motives.

She will also watch fans scramble to grab the first reply under her microblog, wait for her to flop, and then laugh at them for being stupid.

He who does not love himself will not love others.

In this way, the scenery is infinite. People shine in front of them and live in confusion behind them.

The author Ning Er, in fact, is one of the humble people who like her. She draws pictures, writes small compositions, takes photos, edits videos, and produces a lot of videos.

They are all using their own methods to give her gentle support.

And now she just wants to... A little, just give a response.

Probably persuasion failed. Sister Yang soon left the room again.

When she left, she didn't look well, but she didn't continue to force Xiao ting to weigh the pros and cons. Maybe she knew her stubborn personality, so she planned to step back and ask for the second place and want to communicate with the crew again.

Xiao Ting stayed in the sofa all the time.

Su Xiangwan stood in front of the French window and didn't move.

In front of me, I am distant and familiar.

She looked and suddenly wanted to go over and give herself a hug.

But when she came to Xiao Ting, her eyes suddenly darkened and turned into nothingness.