The next day, Zheng Yan woke up alone in the room, remembering the events of last night, and his face was still full of regret.

Last night, when he was about to make out with Qian Xichun, he didn't expect Qian Xichun's father to call and want to ask Zheng Yan to write a movie about military themes.

The old man's request, Zheng Yan, naturally would not refuse, and agreed with his mouth.

But when he answered the phone, he found that Qian Xichun had fled back to his room, leaving him with no chance.

"Brother Yan, there is no need to worry about the TV series, you don't have to push yourself too much."

When eating breakfast, Zheng Yan was thinking about which script to use in his mind, and he was absent-minded when eating.

Qian Xichun thought that Zheng Yan was having a headache for Qian Jianjun's request, and hurriedly comforted.

To be honest, Qian Xichun had a grudge against Qian Jianjun for letting Zheng Yan write the script by hand.

Zheng Yan does not know anything about the military theme, and if the quality of the script written is not particularly excellent, some people will definitely take the opportunity to attack Zheng Yan and have a bad influence on Zheng Yan.

Zheng Yan came out of the memories, smiled when he heard this, and quipped:

"The old man's request, how can I not be in a hurry."

In case he is not satisfied with me, then my wife may be gone!

"What are you talking about, I will not listen to him, he is satisfied if he is not satisfied, and whoever cares about him."

And this time you took such a big risk to help him write the script, he just gave you a fee of 3 million, which is too stingy.

Qian Xi replied to Zheng Yan with a pure breath, and his words were full of dissatisfaction with Qian Jianjun.

Zheng Yan was happy in his heart, and now he finally understands what it means to be an extrovert for a girl.

As a military figure, Qian Jianjun definitely has strict requirements in terms of budget.

It is already very good to be able to give him a price of 3 million.

And can get a relationship with the country, I'm afraid that many people don't want money and have to squeeze up, Qian Jianjun is obviously taking care of him.

But he didn't expect that in Qian Xichun's eyes, this also became Qian Jianjun embarrassing him.

If Qian Jianjun knew Qian Xichun's thoughts, it was estimated that he might be so angry that he might directly drive a helicopter to beat Qian Xichun.

Zheng Yan made two jokes with Qian Xichun again, and then fell into the difficulty of choosing again.

There are many good TV series with military themes, "Bright Sword", "I am a special soldier", "My regiment commander and my regiment"... Wait a minute.

However, considering that Qian Jianjun's purpose in making this TV series is to recruit soldiers.

Zheng Yan finally chose "Soldier Assault" as the script for this time.

This TV series caused a ratings frenzy that year, and countless hot-blooded boys began to actively join the army.

The phrase "don't abandon, don't give up" has become the motto of many people.

Such a script will definitely satisfy Qian Jianjun.

After determining the script, Zheng Yan did not delay time.

When I got home, I immediately locked myself in my study and began to seriously reminisce.

Qian Xichun saw that Zheng Yan was so attentive to her father's requirements, and her heart was both distressed and moved, and when she decided to contract all the housework, she would relieve Zheng Yan of her worries.

But when Zheng Yan ate the meal made by Qian Xichun again, he tactfully expressed his idea of liking to cook, and did not need Qian Xichun to do it.

Qian Xichun didn't expect that he was obviously a dish made strictly according to the tutorial, and he didn't misplace the seasoning, how could it be so unpalatable.

In the end, she could only sullenly give up the idea of being a beautiful chef and obediently went to wash the dishes.

Two days later, Qian Xichun was mopping the floor at home wearing an apron, but the doorbell suddenly rang.

The people standing outside the door surprised her even more.

"Dad, why are you here?

Director Chen, why did you come with my dad? These

two people are Qian Jianjun and Chen Wenbin.

Chen Wenbin is a middle-aged man about fifty years old with a majestic face, and is currently one of the top TV series directors in Xia Guo, and he is best at shooting military-themed TV series.

At the same time, Chen Wenbin was also a comrade-in-arms with Qian Jianjun before, and the relationship was very good.

"Today Zheng Yan asked us to read the script, didn't he tell you?"

Qian Jianjun took Chen Wenbin to sit down in the living room and asked suspiciously.

"Brother Yan only started writing the script two days ago, how could he write the script so quickly, you can't be mistaken, right?"

Qian Xichun held the mop, his face full of disbelief.

It's only been two days, and the donkeys in the production team can't move so fast.

"They are all wives, and they are so shocked, what a system!"

Qian Jianjun taught Qian Xichun a lesson before continuing:

"You are wrong, in fact, Zheng Yan let us read the discussion script yesterday, but I had something to postpone until today."

"It's impossible, I saw Zheng Yan writing in the study last night until one or two o'clock in the morning?"

Qian Xichun's eyes were still a little confused, and she also thought that Zheng Yan would have to write at least ten days and a half month.

How can this be written in just one day, it's too unscientific.

And since Zheng Yan wrote the script yesterday, why did Zheng Yan let her kiss him up.

"You are Zheng Yan's wife, you don't know, how can we know.

When Zheng Yan came out, everything would be explained.

By the way, what about Zheng Yan?

Qian Jianjun looked at Qian Xichun's confused look, felt that his blood pressure was a little raised, and replied angrily.

"He worked late last night and is still sleeping, so I'll go and wake him up."

Qian Xichun put down the mop and hurriedly rushed into Zheng Yan's bedroom, ready to ask about the situation.

"Old Qian, it can't really be that you heard badly, right? In fact, Zheng Yan didn't call you the night before?

Chen Wenbin, who had not spoken just now, looked at Qian Jianjun suspiciously.

He was very skeptical of the veracity of this matter from the beginning.

Although the title of Zheng Yan fast gunner is already known to everyone in the world.

But that's songwriting, not script.

He had never heard of a screenwriter who could create a good work in a single day.

Qian Jianjun found that Qian Xichun did not know anything about this matter today, and he couldn't help but wonder if he was old and hallucinated.

But he took out his mobile phone and saw the call record on his mobile phone, which really showed that Zheng Yan had called him the night before.

For a while, both of them were a little confused, not knowing whether to believe that Zheng Yan really wrote the script.

"Dad, Director Chen, you guys are here so early.

I'm going to get you the script.

At this time, Zheng Yan walked out of the bedroom in a daze with the head of the chicken nest.

After saying hello to the two in the living room, he took out the script from the study and handed it to Chen Wenbin.

Qian Jianjun and Chen Wenbin looked at each other, but they didn't expect that Zheng Yan had really written the script and hurriedly watched it.

And Zheng Yan lazily lay on the sofa to wake up.

I played the game too late last night, and I really can't eat it when I'm older.

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