I Am The Omnipotent Prince Charming

Stayed at Lin's house and had another dinner.

Lin Yuan still couldn't get over that hurdle in his heart, and wanted to give Su Chen a few cups, but was decisively rejected by his wife and daughter, and his mother-in-law threatened to sleep on the sofa at night.

The old man's heart was so sad, he could only drink there with Lao Zhang.

After eating and drinking, and sitting at the Lin family for a while, Su Chen left with the Zhang family and his son.

It was eight o'clock in the evening when I got home.

"Chenchen, are you back?"

The mother's surprised voice came from the living room.

Su Chen responded, changed his shoes and walked over, only to see his mother sitting on the sofa alone watching TV, holding a bag of snacks in her hand, blinking her big eyes and looking at him pitifully.

"Chenchen, you're back, I'm so boring alone!" Wen Xia looked aggrieved.

"Where are Dad and Momo?" Su Chen asked suspiciously.

"Your dad is in the study. The Liangjian TV series will be finished tomorrow, and he is busy with the follow-up. Momo didn't come back, so he called to say that he was going to live with a group of little sisters at that girl's house, and we were going to watch some comics together tomorrow. exhibition."

Wen Xia said angrily, put a few nuts in her mouth, and said glumly: "Don't play with me, let me watch TV here alone, Mama feels so desolate, so sad, well..."

"Stop, stop..."

Su Chen's forehead hung with black lines, hurriedly interrupted, and said with a wry smile: "Come on, I'll accompany you to hit some pesticides, get on the number!"

"Really?"

Wen Xia's eyes lit up, she sat up straight, took out her phone to unlock it, and urged happily, "Come on, come on, I've practiced a lot of Luban these days, it's amazing."

"No matter how much you practice, it will be a marinated egg."

Su Chen felt dark in his heart, walked over and sat beside her, took out his mobile phone and opened the game software.

"Did you go to Mengmeng's house today?" Wen Xia asked while opening the game software.

"Well, Uncle Lin's friend sent some hairy crabs for me to eat together." Su Chen nodded.

"Hairy crabs? Uuu...Chenchen, you don't like Ma Ma anymore, and you don't even want to miss me if you have something delicious." Wen Xia looked at her son resentfully.

"I'll go upstairs like this again!" Su Chen said with a stern face.

"Don't, don't, Chenchen, don't be like this, I was wrong." Wen Xia quickly closed the show and resolutely apologized.

"Tomorrow, I'll buy some seafood and cook a seafood dinner for you." Su Chen said softly.

No matter how he did it, he was still his mother-in-law.

"Chenchen, you are still good to mom." Wen Xia looked at her son with a moved face.

………………

Accompanying her mother to win a five-game winning streak, coaxing her to smile, and after continuing to watch TV contentedly, Su Chen went upstairs.

Came to the study, gently opened the door.

It was very quiet in the library.

Dad was sitting behind his desk, typing something on the computer.

"Dad!" Su Chen shouted softly.

Su Wenshan, who was immersed in his work, heard the sound, stopped his hand tapping on the computer, raised his eyes to look at Su Chen, and said with a smile, "I'm back!"

"Well, I heard Mom said that the sword will be finished tomorrow?" Su Chen asked with a smile.

"Yes, thanks to the relationship between Changkong Film and Television, the crew is very experienced, and the shooting progress is very fast."

Su Wenshan mentioned this with a smile on his face, and waved, "Come in, I just have something to talk to you about."

Su Chen nodded, entered the study, and sat down opposite his father's desk.

"Xiaochen, can you attend the banquet tomorrow?" Su Wenshan poured a cup of hot tea and handed it to his son, and asked with a smile.

"To attend the killing banquet? It's not necessary!" Su Chen wondered.

"The director of the crew is specialized in filming war-themed TV dramas. After watching Liangjian, I am amazed. I am very interested in you as an author. I have told me several times that I want to meet you."

Su Wenshan took a sip of tea and continued: "Also, isn't this the end of the game? The next step is the propaganda work. If we want to be a hit, the propaganda step must be done properly. Your current influence is not enough. Xiao, if you can attend the killing banquet and then promote it on your Weibo, the effect will definitely be good."

"Dad, you said so, can I still refuse? Okay, I'll be fine tomorrow anyway." After Su Chen pondered for a while, he agreed with a smile.

"Great."

Su Wenshan was very excited.

"By the way, Dad, the soldiers from Chaoyang Media attacked, how was the filming?" Su Chen asked curiously.

"Speaking of this makes me angry."

Su Wenshan's face was a little dark, and he said angrily: "We finished filming the soldier's attack a few days ahead of time, and as a result, they just postponed the finalizing banquet and the press conference until now, and set it at the same time and venue as us, making it clear that they are going to We're in the ring."

"Is that Mediterranean crazy? Wasn't the loss enough?" Su Chen frowned.

He couldn't remember the name of the CEO of Chaoyang Media that he saw last time, and the most impressive thing was the conspicuous Mediterranean hairstyle.

"He's not crazy, he's in a hurry. Our Chentian Culture is now on the big boat of Changkong Film and Television, and its performance is booming. These two TV series are the biggest investment projects of our two companies. If one loses, then we will He is destined to be suppressed all the time, so now he just wants to use this opportunity to pull it back in one fell swoop." Su Wenshan explained in a deep voice.

Su Chen nodded suddenly.

"We're not afraid of him wanting to fight in the ring. I've been watching this TV series myself all the time. I'm confident in the quality. I'm just afraid that this guy won't admit defeat and will resort to some unworthy means." Su Wenshan said in a deep voice.

"The soldiers will block the water and cover the soil, just do what we should do." Su Chen smiled and relieved.

"That's true."

Su Wenshan smiled and nodded.

After chatting with my father for a while, Su Chen stood up and prepared to go back to the room to rest.

"Dad, then I'll go to bed first."

"Wait."

Su Wenshan stopped him and asked with a smile, "Xiaochen, do you have any new works recently?"

"New work?" Su Chen was slightly taken aback.

"That's right, isn't the shooting of this bright sword finished? We have to find a new script in the next step. If you have a new work, that would be the best, right?" Su Wenshan said with a smile.

Su Chen looked at his father with a funny look, and said, "I haven't written it yet, but I have a good idea in my mind."

"Really? What subject? Hurry up and write it down!" Su Wenshan had an impatient expression on his face.

"The subject should be considered history!"

"History? It's harder to make than war movies, and historical dramas may not be as popular."

"Dad, don't worry, this is different from ordinary historical dramas. To put it bluntly, it should be a costume drama."

"Ancient costume drama? There are a few dramas on this subject, but they are all unpopular!" Su Wenshan rubbed his chin in a deep voice.

"I'll write it out as soon as possible, and you'll know when you read it. It's guaranteed to be good." Su Chen smiled confidently.

"Okay..." Su Wenshan nodded with a smile and waved, "Go to sleep, go to sleep, it's not too early."

"Dad, you also go to bed early."

Su Chen reminded with a smile, and then left the study.

"This kid, an ancient costume drama? What tricks can he write for him?" Su Wenshan whispered with a smile.