Finally, he couldn't help it. Gu Nian yawned with tears in her eyes and replied casually: "What might have happened."

The driver was stunned and frowned: "You little girl, really speaks. Why did you make a mistake? Blind branch is famous and talented, so he must have just changed his name and became famous elsewhere!"

“…”

No.

It may also be a miserable little screenwriter who is unknown and has been rushing to 4 a.m. every day.

Gu Nian swallowed the third yawn and swallowed this cruel fact back.

The taxi took her to Xingyue Hotel. After getting off the bus, Gu Nian opened the umbrella in her bag, stepped on one small puddle after another on the square bricks, and walked towards the hotel porch.

When she put away her umbrella on the porch, the rain outside basically stopped.

Looking at this movie, which seemed to be just trying to make a joke with her, Gu Nian raised her head with a wooden face and asked without expression.

"You want to advise me not to come?"

"You think I want to come."

"Do you understand that my mother's life is hard to violate?

"Forget it, you don't understand without your mother."

"When it comes to mom, I hope my baby Goose will remember to bring an umbrella when going out today."

In the regretful look of the handsome security guard next to him, "It's a pity that he's broken in his mind", Gu Nian accepted his fate and turned around and entered the hotel.

Lin Nantian, the best friend and mother's appointed blind date ambassador, is currently waiting in the sofa area of ​​the lobby, with a solemn expression on his phone.

Gu Nian approached and lay down from behind: "What are you looking at?"

Lin Nantian was startled, but he didn't care about blame, so he reached out and hooked the person: "Is the script your screenwriter team rushed to some time ago called "There's Demon"?"

"Um."

"Then who is this shitty beautiful screenwriter [under the green lamp] who stole your script?"

"?"

Gu Nian leaned over and saw that Lin Nantian’s mobile phone screen was a news report related to the entertainment industry gossip, and the title was very eye-catching:

[Suspectedly Blind Branch's style, the new beautiful screenwriter Zhuo Yixuan (now the pseudonym [Under the Green Lantern]) is back with her new drama "There is a Demon"!]

Looking at the beginning of the title, Gu Nian's expression was profound for a few seconds, and soon returned to her unwaking moment. She leaned into the sofa: "It seems that she is the designated screenwriter of the director team of "The Demons".

"Isn't that your script?"

"It's great that we little writers who are not famous and have no background can get the full payment for the series, and we don't expect to be named."

"But why should you give the script you wrote to her?"

"It's better to enjoy the cool air with someone's back against a big tree?" Gu Nian yawned, "There are also labels that are 'subjected blind branches', and there are always people who want to praise them."

"She? She is a blind branch! Just by her pseudonym [Under the Green Lantern], she combined the lyrics of the last line of "Flying Me" and then wrote a marketing draft of the water army? Can the heart that is riding on the popularity be more obvious??"

"The fans believed it."

"Those who believe it are all fake fans!"

Lin Nantian, who was full of righteous indignation, almost stepped on her seven or eight centimeter high heels into the crack of the ground porcelain. In a certain gap, she glanced at Gu Nian, who was lazy in the sofa, and suddenly jumped up angry.

Lin Nantian rushed over and pressed Gu Nian's shoulder: "Tell me honestly, is the blind branch that wrote "Shim" the one you--"

"Ah." Gu Nian suddenly opened her eyes.

Lin Nantian was frightened: "What's wrong?"

"I won't go upstairs again," Gu Nian pointed to the floor bell in the lobby and looked at Lin Nantian innocently, "It's really going to be late for blind dates."

"Damn! I almost forgot about the matter!"

“…”

Lin Nantian bounced up from the sofa in one second, picked up Gu Nian, who had immediately returned after turning around, and ran to the elevator.

Star Moon Hotel 26th floor, Western restaurant.

When I saw the scene where the window was bright and the male waiter in the tuxedo was more than the guests, Gu Nian knew that Lin Nantian had spent another expense.

But Lin Nantian didn't care and waved his hand boldly: "It's okay, my nouveau riche."

“…”

Lin Nantian has been so steadily since childhood that he was a child. When the boys in the class called her brother when they were timid.

Think about it.

She called her dad like a coward.

Under the guidance of the waiter, the spiritual "father and daughter" sat down at a table by the window of the restaurant.

Lin Nantian frowned: "Where is the person?"

The waiter bent down: "That gentleman has gone to the bathroom."

Lin Nantian browed: "Okay."

There are not many guests in the restaurant.

In the partition space where they are, only the table behind them has someone.

A few meters away, the thin gauze curtain was hanging loosely, and the figures of the two men sitting side by side were vaguely visible. But there was no one across them, which made the scene particularly strange.

Observation is Gu Nian’s professional habit as a screenwriter.

This time is no exception.

The only exception is that as he looked at this time, Gu Nian was a little confused. He picked up the corners of his wilted eyes little by little, and the deer eyes gradually became lively.

At a certain second, Gu Nian turned back with a full rainy leaf, trembling with agility, and asked Lin Nantian excitedly: "I look at the back of the person behind me, why is it so similar to my baby goose, let's go over and take a look first?"

Lin Nantian didn't even look back, and he held the goose and lifted it up like turning on the power switch: "You miss your son and have an illusion."

Gu Nianshenshou: "It's really similar."

Lin Nantian: "If your son could eat here, would he still be a poor 180-line artist?"

Gu Nian: “…………”

Gu Nian woke up in shock.

It makes sense so much.

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Gu Nian: I am a goose boy, poor, no news or announcements, and 180 lines, so pitiful
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