Song Tan Jishi

Lu Chuan had a very sweet sleep.

The soft cotton bedding seemed to have been washed many times and now seemed to wrap him in a cocoon. The house is quiet, there is no sound of cars, no neighbors arguing, no babies crying...

Some are just the sound of rain outside the window, mixed with the sound of wind, falling into the dead leaves.

He had a rare and sweet sleep.

The room was dark, and Lu Chuan vaguely remembered that Song Tan helped to close the curtains when he lay down. At this moment, he turned on the desk lamp, took out his mobile phone, and then discovered that——

It's already nine o'clock in the evening.

After thinking about it, he sent a message to Song Tan——

【woke up. 】

After a while, there was a gentle knock on the door, and then the door handle was turned. Song Tan's happy eyebrows showed: "Have you slept well?"

Lu Chuan rubbed his temples and sat up with his hands on the bed. His disheveled hair and handsome eyebrows showed another kind of well-being: "It's a little too good and I probably won't be able to sleep tonight."

However, it’s just time to sort out my ideas for the new book. If I take a light nap in the early morning and don’t sleep too long during the day, I can adjust my schedule tomorrow night.

But exercise will have to be suspended during the adjustment period...

As soon as this thought came to his mind, Song Tan had already sat on the edge of the bed, then put his arms around his neck and kissed his cheek:

"You are so cute when you just woke up!"

Lu Chuan:......

Caught off guard, he was not even mentally prepared. His cheeks, ears, and neck "jumped", and the rosy pink color suddenly appeared again.

The next moment, he closed his eyes and tilted his head slightly: "I haven't rinsed my mouth yet, I can only kiss my face."

The scar on the temple extended, and then Song Tan held his head and kissed her gently: "I know!"

…

When Lu Chuan finished washing and came out of the bathroom, he saw Song Tan pointing to the milk and scallion pancakes on the table:

"Seventh cousin left this for you. He said he was afraid that you would be hungry when you woke up in the middle of the night, so he could eat something to fill his stomach and then eat more seriously at breakfast."

"However, there is a little bit of broken tea leaves added to the milk. It was cooked by Qiao Qiao - the milk was brought over by Chen Chi. The two of them painted a very satisfactory picture. Thank you very much."

Lu Chuan was stunned for a moment, then became happy: "As long as they like it."

"I like it..." Song Tan held her chin and looked at him as he sipped milk tea: "A set of oil pastels cost more than 100 yuan, and paired with a large bottle of cleansing oil that cost me 500 yuan, all the paint on my hands was gone. Wash it off..."

Lu Chuan laughed: "Since I met you, you have never put makeup on your face - is that makeup remover still within its expiration date?"

Of course it's not there.

When I was working, I originally bought a large bottle of 800ml at a last-minute special offer. I thought there would be no problem in using it.

But in fact, it expired in July last year, and now I am using it for painting with my two children, so I don’t feel bad at all.

Lu Chuan saw that she was silent, so he took out his phone and handed it over: "Then you can choose another set. Although you don't use cosmetics, what if you want to try them one day? It's always good to have them ready. "

This sentence makes sense!

Song Tan perked up and quickly took the phone: "Then I'll buy some more. Dr. Xiao Guo said that we can have more hand creams, hydrosols and the like this year. I just happened to buy some more different ones for her to learn from. Let's take a look. Do you need to adjust the formula?”

She didn't do much research on these things. When she bought them, she searched for other people's promotions, then checked the sales, and finally placed several orders.

Submit the order, switch address, and click payment in one go. Only then do you have time to ask another question:

"Isn't there a lot of emotional scenes in the book you adapted? When the director came to the house before, why was he the second male lead and he was so infatuated that he couldn't vomit blood?"

"Isn't it possible that the inspiration to cultivate immortality has turned into a bloody love triangle that is tens of thousands of years old?"

Lu Chuan almost didn't swallow his milk tea.

But he soon adjusted and explained:

"The plot of a purely inspirational male protagonist is too narrowly targeted at users. They asked me to come over for reference before, just to refer to the plot line in it."

"The main plot remains unchanged, and the branch plots pull out the emotional lines that are obscured in the books. The main plot is about love and separation. I can't help it."

He thought about the plot: "Because the male protagonist's emotional drama is always lost, the other part of the emotional drama will focus on the male and female partners - in the words of their circle: the male protagonist belongs to the female protagonist, but The male partner belongs to everyone.”

"I read the script and participated in the investment. The overall plot is very smooth so far."

Song Tan felt relieved now, otherwise if her river beach was mixed with a love triangle, she would be heartbroken when she looked back.

but--

"You? Invest? Aren't you afraid of losing all your money?"

When outsiders invest in the film and television industry, there are 10,000 tricks that will make it miserable. Although Song Tan had never been in contact with it, she had heard of it.

But Lu Chuan seemed very calm: "The investment amount is not large, and I can afford it if it fails - my cash flow has been considerable over the years."

"Also, I have cooperation with a novel website and my investment is related to them, so it should be pretty safe."

Song Tan silently pondered these words and found that he was sure of the worst and best outcomes, so he couldn't help but laugh again:

"I thought you were an innocent older man, but I was wrong!"

Lu Chuan:......

He put down the spoon and said seriously: "I have never been in love or had a crush on anyone. Isn't this pure enough?"

"Money and wealth are all external things."

Song Tan's eyebrows curved, reluctantly: "Then consider you pure enough..."

The two looked at each other, and suddenly laughed again.

Then he asked curiously: "Did the director come to shoot so early?"

Song Tan shook his head: "He saw the flowers and trees on the mountain when Qiao Qiao was live, and brought a big storyboard, such as wind blowing peach blossoms, falling petals, white clothes stained with blood, separation and hatred..."

"Wow! If you really shoot like that, with a lot of equipment and people, there will be only a few petals left on the flowers and trees on the mountain."

Having said that, seeing her relaxed look now, Lu Chuan knew that the director must have Waterloo, so he smiled and shook his head:

"It's good not to agree, because there are many other places like flower trees for filming."

Although it is definitely not as beautiful as those on Song Tan's mountain, it is cheaper.

"This director's camera aesthetics are quite brilliant, and the delicate emotions are very moving. There are also three assistant directors, who are very good at shooting fighting scenes and grand narratives... They are also a well-known team in the film and television company."

"When the crew comes to shoot, if they need help, the villagers may be able to earn some extra money."

If this book had not been rated S, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to hire such a team.

Thinking of this, Lu Chuan was thankful again-fortunately it was such a team, so the finished product in the future would not be bad.

Otherwise, if it was a bloody and bad movie, he...I'm afraid he would not be able to hold his head up here.