Diamond company shoots commercials, you shoot Titanic

Mrs. Fang smiled.

Will you regret it within three days?

Three seconds, right?

She put down the script, "It's quite fun. But why does Jiujianxian insist on teaching Li Xiaoyao martial arts?"

Fang Rong shrugged, "I don't know, I haven't looked at it from the beginning."

Mrs. Fang returned the script to him a little disappointed, "Then you read it."

Fang Rong smiled and said, "Don't worry, I have been through "Farewell My Concubine" from beginning to end. This TV series is quite funny. I won't feel uncomfortable. Don't worry."

With that said, Fang Rong stood up, walked into the study, closed the door, sat down at the desk, turned on the lamp, skipped the script outline, and opened the literary script.

Soon there was only the sound of turning pages in the study.

Except for the death of Grandma Ling'er and Li Xiaoyao's amnesia, overall it was quite happy. At least, it wasn't as cruel as he imagined.

At eight o'clock, I had finished reading most of the story.

Looking at the script, Fang Rong pictured in Fang Rong's mind the scene of everyone arriving outside the city after the lantern festival...

In the starry sky, five stars are connected together.

Under the starry sky, six young people stood side by side, with smiles and hope on their faces, shouting out their goals.

"Okay, let's say goodbye today, and let's meet again in ten years!"

The six young people and Elder Shi folded their hands together and shouted together: "See you or not!"

…

"We have agreed that we will eat and play together until we grow old."

"I didn't expect that I'm so old."

Lin Yueru stayed in the Demon Locking Tower forever.

…

"If you have a soulmate in life, you will die without regrets. Besides, I have already found two. There are more than six."

"As promised for ten years, let me spend time alone with my cousin."

"Ah Qi, I'm sorry."

Ah Qi Liu Jinyuan passed away in front of Li Xiaoyao.

…

"If there is an afterlife, I will be Tang Yu Xiaobao's wife forever!"

"Anu, I love you forever and ever."

"Where will we go?"

"We will turn into a pair of winged birds and be together for all eternity. But I lost my arms and I can't fly without wings."

"Now it's up to Anu to protect Tang Yu Xiaobao. I'll take you to fly together."

Anu and Tang Yu sacrificed themselves and turned into two birds.

…

In front of the desk, Fang Rong took out a piece of paper and blew his nose.

No more, I can't bear it anymore.

Knife after knife.

His heart was riddled with holes.

Fang Rong raised his hands to cover his chest, closed his eyes, and took a few deep breaths.

It doesn't matter, it's coming to an end, and it'll be over soon.

Aren’t they all dead?

Everyone is destined to die. If you look away, you can leave calmly.

Ling'er fell in a pool of blood, trying all his will not to leave.

"Brother Xiaoyao's life is very hard, and all the friends around him have left. Ling'er promised to give you happiness. No, brother Xiaoyao, I want to stay."

"The ones who stay are the ones suffering the most."

"Brother Xiaoyao, I want to go home. Can you take me back?"

"We are from Yuhang Town. We are country bumpkins. Take me home."

Linger is too tired. She fell asleep too.

Fell asleep forever.

Petals are flying all over the sky.

Just like the red dandelions in the sky back then.

Beautiful and miserable.

…

Three minutes later, Fang Rong put down the script, leaned on the back of his chair, and closed his tearful eyes.

It's so cruel that you can't even leave calmly?

All gone.

After ten years of agreement, only Li Xiaoyao is left. Everyone else left.

He didn't want to use his brain anymore.

I don’t want to think about anything anymore.

Just cry, cry quietly.

Five minutes later, Fang Rong took a deep breath and picked up the script.

This thing only has text now.

With the pictures and music, and airing it during the summer vacation, it really doesn't take the lives of the audience at stake.

Fang Rong sighed and turned over the script again.

But I have to say, it’s really well written.

The goddess loves the world, not lovers... This heroine is so good.

I just watched it briefly, and there are some plots and lines in it that I still don’t understand enough. I’ll have to look them up later.

Hey, you bastard, give him this script before the New Year, and he will analyze it for a month, but how will he celebrate the New Year?

Forget it, let’s think about how to sleep tonight.

After another ten minutes, the study door opened and Mrs. Fang poked her head in, "Are you finished reading?"

Fang Rong nodded.

"you……"

Mrs. Fang looked at his red eyes and hesitated to speak.

I knew I would definitely cry like a dog.

If you still don’t believe in evil, you must watch it at night.

You need to talk to him and make him open up.

Otherwise, he is afraid that he will sit quietly all night. Not only will he not sleep, he will also sigh, walk around, and maybe even pull her up to chat.

Mrs. Fang walked into the study and sat next to him, "Old Fang, you have finished reading. Which character is your favorite? Among the protagonists."

Fang Rong thought for a while and said, "I like them all."

"Then if you were asked to choose to be the protagonist or his friend, who would you choose to be?"

Fang Rong picked up an apple and took a bite. "Why are you doing an interview? Can I not choose it?"

Either die or all your friends die, who will you become?

"I have to choose one, who do you choose?"

Fang Rong sighed, thought for a moment and said, "Ah Qi, that's Liu Jinyuan. I admire my wisdom and broadmindedness. If I were more than 20 years younger and more handsome, I would definitely play this role myself!"

Mrs. Fang couldn't help laughing, "Twenty years younger, can Xiao Chen act?"

Fang Rong frowned, his mouth corners bent, and shook his head quickly with a look of disgust,

"No, no, no, how can he play a gentleman? He is very good at playing a bitch!"

Mrs. Fang put away her smile and patted his arm, "Why do you talk like that? You are a bitch, so you look at others as being a bitch. Let's not talk about how much you have earned and how many awards you have won in the past few years. Just after filming "Farewell My Concubine", they gave you the opportunity to record a commentary video on the CCTV website, and you still say that they are a bitch, do you have any heart?"

Fang Rong snorted coldly.

Back then, he also thought that Director Chen was kind and let him, a director who was not remembered by the audience, show up more.

I found out later...

"Wife, you don't know the inside story. That year, we agreed to go on a trip, right? I boasted on the set: Oh, I'm so annoyed, I really don't want to travel. Now looking back, it was definitely his intention!"

"It's what you deserve! He helped you realize your wish." Mrs. Fang smiled, "Are you feeling better now? Go to bed quickly. If you dare to wake me up in the middle of the night, I'll throw you out."

Fang Rong waved his hand, "I won't call you, I won't call you."

Mrs. Fang nodded, stood up, and walked out of the study.

Fang Rong in the room lowered his head and looked at the script again.

The group portrait is three-dimensional, the knife-wielding people are suffocating, the plot involves Confucianism, Buddhism, and Taoism, and the plot has depth.

This script was filmed for him.

"Harry Potter" was filmed for Sun Li.

So what kind of script did he leave for himself?

A masterpiece?

A work that does something immoral?

Or...a masterpiece that does something immoral?

I'm really curious, I'll call and ask tomorrow.

Go to bed first.