After a half-second of his mind, Weng Yao returned to rationality and calmly distinguished, and then he realized that the person who spoke was not a woman, and his tone was very familiar.

After knocking on the door, Weng Yao saw the other party.

"Ah, it's Teacher Gu." Looking at Gu Fan sitting on the sofa, Weng Yao greeted him half regretful and half relaxed.

"It's coming very early." Gu Fan turned around and smiled with Weng Yao. The two had an intersection on the "Creation 909" program before, so he waved to Weng Yao casually and said hello.

"I was a little nervous when I participated in the circumcision for the first time, so I came early." Weng Yao finished speaking with a smile, looked at Han Jue behind the desk, paused, and then said: "Teacher Han."

"Teacher Han, Director Han, Han Jue, you can call anyone anyway." Han Jue ate potato chips and asked Weng Yao to stop and find a sofa to sit on it.

After the agent thanked Han Jue, he had already walked away. Weng Yao sat down on the sofa opposite Gu Fan and turned to observe Han Jue.

Compared to when he was singing "The Sea and the Sky" at the school banquet, Han Jue has cut his hair short and sorted out the manuscripts and materials on the table. He has entered a state of preparation for the war, and he has no leisure for holiday travel.

"Have you read the script?" Han Jue asked casually.

Weng Yao quickly replied: "I have seen it."

Gu Fan's eyes fell on the script in Weng Yao's hand and exclaimed: "Have you read it more than ten times? It's amazing."

Weng Yao laughed and said, "The story is so wonderful." It is considered a default.

Gu Fan was happy as if he had written something he had praised, but what he said was: "Actually, it's okay. A normal art film has added some not-so-new elements of the same name and surname. The only roles that are heavy in the performance are the heroine. As for the hero's best friend, there is no role at all." Gu Fan looked at Han Jue very deliberately and increased the volume, "But I am still dedicated! The director gave the order, what else can I say as an actor? Even if it was filmed for only a few seconds, I could only find a master, learn to make glass for two months, and then practice climbing for another month..."

Han Jue couldn't listen anymore and said, "Even if you say that, you still have to convince Teacher Zhang yourself."

Gu Fan kept his mouth shut and lay down like a breath: "Tsk!"

Weng Yao was watching it in silence, but when she heard Gu Fan learn to make glass for the role for two months and practice climbing for another month, Weng Yao was shocked. Compared to Gu Fan's preparation, she read the script more than ten times and supplemented the character with some details. It was really pale and it was equivalent to not much preparation.

"He has nothing to do with the artist, so he has to prepare more things. You have more parts to match the characters, so you don't need to learn from him." Han Jue comforted Weng Yao with a joke, which made her come out of her anxiety.

Weng Yao smiled, while grateful, and sighed in her heart. Before she came, she had never thought that Han Jue could be so gentle and understanding. It was a miracle.

A person’s changes are absolutely inseparable from the subtle influence of the surrounding environment.

Weng Yao couldn't help but guess that if Han Jue had been dating with his cousin and had not broken up, then after he had been in love for several years, would his friends be Gu Fan and the others? Will his personality be like this now? Will he calmly retire at his peak and travel around the world with his lover?

Although I am very sorry for my cousin, Weng Yao got the answer in just a moment.

She thought sadly, the answer is probably [no]...

The door of Han Jue's office was knocked.

The one who walked in was a young man in his twenties, tall and handsome, and played the role of the male protagonist in high school.

As soon as the young man came in, he kept his body tense and greeted the people in the house one by one.

"Director Han, Teacher Gu, Sister Weng Yao."

Chinese artists who call people not happy add the word "senior" after their names, calling them brothers and sisters is actually equivalent to a respectful title to their seniors.

The other party's name made Weng Yao know that he was not the least experienced.

After saying hello, the young man pursed his lips and stood in panic. He thought that his original plan was to arrive early and show his humility. Now, when he saw it, he suddenly thought he was late.

"Don't stand. We're all here too early. The conference room hasn't opened yet. You can sit down and have some tea first." Gu Fan asked the young man to sit aside.

The young man is doing good deeds.

During the chat, Weng Yao learned that the other party was an actor from [Aidu]. His previous career was a model, and his performance-related resume was only advertisements.

Weng Yao felt both the gratitude that he was not alone and the hesitation about filming the movie.

Among the four main characters, there are currently two idols and one model... Is this cast really okay to make art films?

Fortunately, Weng Yao named the heroine who appeared later and recognized the other party's works, which immediately stabilized her confidence.

The heroine, Lin Luochun, is an actress who is a child star. She has won the [Golden Bull Award] twice in recent years, but she is short of breath every time. This time she took over "Love Letter" for the queen.

People arrived one after another, and everyone moved their positions to the conference room.

The conference room is arranged, and two rows of tables and chairs in the middle are placed opposite each other at a distance. There are microphones, paper, pens, tea and famous brands on the table. One row is an actor, and the other row is a behind-the-scenes creator such as directors, screenwriters, photography, costumes and props. There are also some tables and chairs around the conference room, and there are no famous brands, and they are seats for investors and other staff members of the crew.

Weng Yao took a seat according to the famous brand, sat down and looked around, and the tension came to his heart again. The script was read around, and there were about fifty people present.

Weng Yao has only heard of this situation, and it is the first time he has experienced it personally. The identity of an idol makes her here like a thief who accidentally entered the venue, feeling guilty and out of place.

Can I really act well later?

If you perform poorly, will you replace me?

Weng Yao looked at the camera recording the whole process of this reading and also recording her performance, and felt her legs trembling.

Weng Yao took a deep breath and forced himself to relax as the performance teacher taught him.

After everyone sat down, each sent a script.

"Then we'll start now." Han Jue's words quickly calmed the scene. Only the sound of people turning on the first page of the script could be heard in the conference room.

Read the script around, all the leading actors read the entire script according to their roles, the director proposes ideas, the actors try to implement it, and find out the problems of the script together and sort out them out. The other behind-the-scenes creators put forward their own opinions and communicate fully.

Han Jue took the script and acted as a narrator, saying: "Snow, outdoors, whistling sounds of heavy snow. Du Xiaobai was wearing a black outfit and laying on his back in the snow..."

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Du Xiaobai lay on his back in the snow, gasping for breath. She was thinking just now whether people would suffocate themselves to death by holding their breath. Thinking of this, she tried to do it.

The result is not.

There are not many such attempts. However, on the second anniversary of the death of a fiancé, we will inevitably think about things related to death frequently. For example, the dead, the living, but living, but living.

The cold air passed through the lungs, turned around and turned into heat, exhaling out to form a cloud of fog, dissipating in the air. Du Xiaobai looked at the snowy sky, was stunned for a while, then got up, patted the snowflakes on his black clothes and hair, and slowly walked down the mountain.

Fiancé A Shu had an accident while climbing a mountain two years ago and died at a young age. As a wife who had not passed away, Du Xiaobai should have had a relationship with her husband's family. However, she not only attended her fiancé's festival every year, but also visited two elders who unfortunately lost their son. She took good care of her parents and said that she was like a daughter-in-law.

While the two elders were relieved, they felt sorry and guilt, afraid of delaying the girl. They advised Du Xiaobai in their words, saying that you are still young and should go forward and find happiness again.

Du Xiaobai always smiled and made excuses, stubbornly pretending not to understand.

On this second anniversary festival, the two elders felt a little regretful and disappointed when they saw Du Xiaobai coming alone.

In front of the tombstone, after people took turns to worship, Du Xiaobai fell to the end, staring at the photos on the tombstone alone, standing for a long time, looking at the thoughts in his heart for a long time, and speaking for a long time.

During this worship, Qiu Ye, a friend of A Shu, was unable to participate because she had something to do. Several friends from the mountaineering club came and expressed their regret to Du Xiaobaizhi on behalf of Qiu Ye. Du Xiaobai shook his head and said softly that it was okay.

Qiu Ye is A Shu's best friend. Qiu Ye was there when A Shu had an accident.

In fact, it was not just Qiu Ye who didn't come today. None of the team members who abandoned A Shu and left after A Shu fell off the cliff.

"Everyone has had a bad time over the years. After such a thing happened, they still dare not climb the mountain again." A friend from a mountaineering club sighed.

The atmosphere became silent, and the creaking sound of feet stepping on the snow was particularly clear.

In front, A Shu's mother suddenly had a headache and couldn't stand. Du Xiaobai ran over and anxiously wanted to drive her to the hospital, but A Shu's mother said that she would just go home and rest.

The car was driving on the road. Before he could send someone home, my mother suddenly put her hands on her hands and sat up straight, without any headache.

"I am pretending to be sick and want to go home early." A Shu's mother smiled proudly.

Du Xiaobai slowed down the car helplessly and sighed in his heart that his mother was so outgoing and lively, but A Shu was slow and dull, and he really didn't understand why.

After arriving home, Du Xiaobai did not rush back to have a meal, but went into the house to have tea.

This room belongs to the ancestral home. Du Xiaobai has not come many times. Every time he comes, he is pulled and lingers in A Shu's room for a long time. Her eyes slowly swept over the paintings on the wall, books on the desk, and every furniture in the room. She wants to feel the other person's existence through the traces left by her fiancé's lifetime.

A Shu's mother changed her clothes and suddenly walked in. Looking at Du Xiaobai's back, she did not join in with her sentimental feelings. It's not that she was not sad, but that she has been missing her son all the time in the past two years, but she can stop and feel sad endlessly, and Du Xiaobai can still walk forward, so in front of Xiaobai, the sad emotions do not have to burst out at this time.

"By the way!" A Shu's mother suddenly pulled out an item from the bookcase and asked Du Xiaobai excitedly: "Do you want to read A Shu's graduation memorial book? I just found it from a pile of old boxes."

It was something I hadn't seen before! Du Xiaobai nodded happily. She was interested in everything about her lover.

"Ashu was still in high school at that time, and we lived in the house assigned by the company. Now that the company has gone bankrupt, the house seems to have been demolished and built into a road." Ashu's mother fell into emotion.

Du Xiaobai listened quietly, and his mind had already been in the graduation memorial book in his hand.

Du Xiaobai didn't know much about A Shu's high school life. When he learned that this graduation memorial book was left by A Shu when he was in high school, Du Xiaobai felt as if he had found a treasure and carefully opened it and read it.

Looking at his fiancé who looked like a high school student in the class photo, Du Xiaobai smiled and said that there was no change. When he thought that it was almost the same as the photos on the tombstone, Du Xiaobai suddenly felt sad in his heart, and he just held the memorial album in a daze.

A Shu's mother got up and went to the kitchen to prepare some food, leaving the space for Du Xiaobai.

Du Xiaobai recovered from his senses, flirted back page after page, looking for traces of his fiancé on each page.

When he turned to the page where the student's home address was recorded, Du Xiaobai looked for the name of his fiancé [Tang Jingshu], and then saw a string of addresses. The place where A Shu's mother had already been demolished.

Du Xiaobai suddenly had an idea in his mind.

She wants to send a letter to this address.

Sending a letter to this address that no one can receive is like sending a letter to a lover in heaven.

What to write?

Du Xiaobai can't finish what he wants to say to his lover in a few days or nights.

But when so many thoughts, so many complaints, and so many grievances passed through her heart, she suddenly knew what she was going to write.

Just write:

【Respect: Tang Jingshu

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To be continued...