Peak terrace.

Zhuo Yixuan stood in front of the stone wall and tightened the black cashmere shawl wrapped around her shoulders. She looked behind her with a depressed look before turning to the coast hidden in the night ahead.

"I say I don't want to participate in such a show anymore. Who wants to mingle with a bunch of unknown low-level screenwriters to compete for a ridiculous name? Isn't this lowering my position?"

"Hello, my eldest lady, when is it now? Don't be willful anymore." The agent said helplessly on the phone, "Do you know how much time and energy we have spent on our connections and how many navy troops we hired to force the public opinion back to a neutral position? If you don't take out something that can prove yourself and bring your reputation back - you will be so half-black and not popular in the future!"

Zhuo Yixuan could not refute, and after being silent, he just hummed in dissatisfaction: "How to prove that we have to start recording a broken program that has not been moved online through this first episode?"

"Don't worry about this. Behind "Golden Blog" is bh Media, which is the most popular dark horse company in the industry this year. This program will not have any problems. As long as you perform well, you can use this program to find your position in the screenwriter industry."

“…”

Zhuo Yixuan was skeptical about her agent's words, but her impatient and restlessness were finally relieved.

Zhuo Yixuan glanced behind her and lowered her voice when she saw no one paying attention. She asked, "Are you prepared for the script in the show?... Of course I can write it myself, but it's not foolproof enough."

Agent: "Although this program team is mysterious and unwilling to disclose the process, don't worry - didn't I build a new folder for you in your computer? There are a bunch of material scripts in it. No matter how they have problems, you will always find the right one, right?"

Zhuo Yixuan's lips curled up, but soon flattened: "Yes, you are quite prepared."

"This is a turnaround. If we are not prepared, how can we send you there with confidence?"

“…”

After another piece of advice, the call finally ended with Zhuo Yixuan's impatientness.

The sea breeze was even cooler at night. Even if a few traces of it were penetrated from the newly built fence, Zhuo Yixuan couldn't help but pull the shawl tightly.

"What the hell program team has chosen such a place..." Zhuo Yixuan muttered dissatisfiedly and walked towards the long table that was set up.

The long table is covered with white dining cloth, with retro-shaped candle holders on both sides, and a row of glaze vases filled with red roses are placed in the middle.

On both sides of the white tablecloth, four chairs are placed in each row. A folded flower-shaped napkin is placed on the clean and clean dining plate.

The staff of the program team checked next to him: "Why are there still people not here?"

"One missing from the actor and the screenwriter team. I just received the news and seemed to be lost on the island."

"Well, this place as big as a projectile can get lost, so how foolish it is?"

"Wait a little longer."

"Oh, that's all."

Zhuo Yixuan walked over from behind the two staff members who were talking with proudly hooked her chin, and curled her lips slightly when she heard this.

Get lost late? What era is the reason?

It’s okay to have an actor, not to mention that there is a screenwriter team, a bunch of low-level screenwriters who I don’t know where to find, and there are even those who are more famous than her.

Zhuo Yixuan stopped at the long table. When she was thinking about where she wanted to sit, one of the staff members who had just walked suddenly looked up.

"Ah, finally here."

"?"

Zhuo Yixuan glanced casually and saw her reaching the entrance to the terrace, and then she saw two figures walking up from the stone steps one after another.

Broken hair, daily silver mirror, black T-shirt, thin waist and slender legs wrapped in khaki trousers.

The young man led the little girl behind him, half-lowing his eyes and waiting patiently for the silhouette when she came up, which was enough to make people who had never seen him on the terrace stunned for a few seconds.

Zhuo Yixuan's figure was shocked.

When she instinctively suspected that it was her own illusion, she heard the staff behind her come back to their senses and talk softly.

"Actor? So beautiful?"

"It should be."

"A new debut? Otherwise, why would it be buried for so long? I don't know what his name is."

"The person who registered on the data form is Luo Xiu, and I don't know him."

"However, I guess it will be popular when the first episode is broadcast."

"yes."

Zhuo Yixuan barely came back to her senses.

Before the joy in her eyes could last for a second, she suddenly froze on her face when she saw clearly the girl behind the man-

Take a look! Think about it!

Why is it this ghostly mind again?

In front of the stone steps.

As soon as Gu Nian stepped onto the terrace in the first step, she felt a strong presence gaze falling on her. She looked up intuition and met Zhuo Yixuan's cold eyes.

Gu Nian had no expression and his eyes were clear.

"!"

Zhuo Yixuan's fingers tightly: the young screenwriter actually ignored her again!

Before Zhuo Yixuan's attack, the staff of the program team had already spoken with the prepared speaker: "Eight guests are here, you can sit at the table - Come, four screenwriters and teachers please sit on my left, and four actors and teachers please sit on my right."

Gu Nian was about to be broken up as soon as she came up. Gu Nian was very disappointed: she also planned to experience the kind mother's mentality of helping her baby goose peel shrimp shells or pick up vegetables, and to correct her mother's route that is very inclined to go wrong today.

I wonder if this little depression was seen through by Luo Xiu. Gu Nian just lowered for two seconds and heard a chuckling sound from the top of his head: "I want to sit opposite you, okay?"

"!"

Gu Nian's eyes lit up and she looked up: "Of course!"

"Then you choose first?"

"Okay, let's sit—Huh?"

Looking at the slender figure beside the long table, Gu Nian was stunned.

The other party happened to be looking here too. After facing Gu Nian, the girl nodded slowly to the two of them and smiled kindly.

Gu Nian came back to his senses and was alert: "Why did Zong Shiyi also come here?"

Luo Xiu paused, lowered his eyes and asked gently: "Don't you like her?"

"I like her very much in personal aesthetics, but didn't she reject her opponents in "The Demon" before?" Gu Niannu wrinkled her face with a rich expression, "I'm a little revenge."

Luo Xiu smiled and chuckled.

When Gu Nian heard this, she turned around with a little regret and said softly: "She has treated you like that, why can you still laugh? Don't you hold grudges?"

Luo Xiu admitted: "There is no grudge to remember."

Gu Nian turned back and sighed: "You are so kind and bad in the circle, you will be eaten by someone."

“…”

Luo Xiu's smile became deeper in his eyes, but he suppressed it and hid it again.

Gu Nian could only hear his voice softly: "It's okay, isn't you there?"

Gu Nian thought about it and nodded vigorously with deep understanding: "Okay, I will!"

Luo Xiu: "Let's go there together?"

"Um!"

The first official meal arranged by the program team was very sumptuous. Unfortunately, the screenwriter team had three women and one man, and except Gu Nian, they didn’t seem to have much appetite. The three except the actor team had two men and two women, and Luo Xiu, all of them were traffic actors with some names in the circle. Perhaps in order to control the calories, the three basically ate cat food.

Luo Xiu didn't eat much, Gu Nian knew that he was suffering from stomach problems. In order to avoid increasing the burden of stomach function, he always ate a small amount of food at night.

Concubine stared at the dish that the baby Goose hadn't moved much.

If you terminate the contract with Dingke, your assistant and agent should have taken it back. Wouldn't anyone prepare a night tea for him to nourish his stomach?

She had learned several stomach-nourishing soup recipes from home online before, but the island has limited ingredients and may not have the kitchen open...

Gu Nian was worried, and the familiar loudspeaker rang-

"Since the eight guests have finished their meal, the program team will announce the rules and procedures of the program to everyone before the free exchange session later."

The key point that I waited for the night finally came.

The few people at the table became nervous at the same time and looked at the head of the director team who was walking to the head of the table.

By chance, the person who came to read the rules was the expressionless person in charge who took Gu Nian on the boat during the day and said that he had arsenic hiding in the back of the grooves.

Gu Nian:...She has an ominous premonition.

The young man in charge came up with a tablet in his arms. He stopped at the top of the table, and had no reaction to the falling gazes. He lowered his head and looked at the tablet, and read it in a whim without any turbulence.

"There are 8 permanent guests in "Golden Screenwriter", of which 4 screenwriters participated in the competition, and 4 actors and teachers were equipped to cooperate with each other. The specific process is as follows."

"First, before the recording of each episode begins, the director team will set the core theme of this episode, and the creation of the four screenwriters and teachers must be based on this word as the theme."

"Second, after the recording begins, the program team will randomly distribute 8 different script keywords to the 8 guests, and the guests do not know each other; after the distribution is completed, a small game will be played in each issue to complete the one-on-one competition between the screenwriter and the actors."

"Third, four groups are formed after the current pairing is completed. Each group of screenwriters must use the core words of the current period as the theme and forcefully add the script keywords carried by two members in the group as elements to complete the original script."

"Fourth, script creation is limited to three days, and rehearsal is limited to three days. The final performance time must be controlled within half an hour. Each group of scripts must be starred by the actors and teachers in the group, and the rest of the actors can be provided by the program team."
To be continued...