This star just wants to learn

"Then, keep in touch during the holidays, we agreed!"

Yu Wanwan repeatedly emphasized that he was afraid that Pu Tong’s dummy would be gone...

"It's just four days off, are you worried?" Pu Tong sighed, feeling a little more relieved.

In fact, because of their status as public figures, they really cannot get along with each other in private like ordinary high school students, and it is difficult to communicate with them in many ways.

After leaving school, their interactions were very little. Because of this, Yu Wanwan always felt insecure when the two of them got along...

Not to mention that she wouldn't be able to see her boss for four days, especially since Pu Tong had a lot of weird things going on. She didn't dare to think about what could happen in four days.

"Don't worry, I still want to show you my script!" Pu Tong noticed Yu Wanwan's anxiety and quickly added: "Besides, we still have to watch the eighth episode of the show..."

"Oh well!"

Yu Wanwan stared at Pu Tong with some reluctance for a long time, and finally picked up his schoolbag and left the classroom.

This guy is really...

Pu Tong sighed, it was like this even if she had a vacation. If the show was finished filming and she had to leave, she would probably be very sad.

He felt a little uncomfortable when he thought that all of them would fade away from their lives after the show ended.

"Forget it, don't think about it anymore!" Pu Tong patted his forehead and quickly interrupted his random thoughts.

I don’t know when I was a little bit infected by Yu Wanwan, the brain-filling monster...

What's the use of thinking about things that haven't come yet? Instead of being sad about the spring and autumn, it's better to do the current things well, such as his script.

The four-day holiday was enough time, and Pu Tong also had time to write the script seriously.

Although he was just practicing writing, Pu Tong still wanted to write a standard script. Now that many things have begun, of course they should be done well. It is not his style to do things perfunctorily.

Perhaps he was too familiar with the story. That night, he roughly completed the entire rough script of "A Chinese Ghost Story".

Pu Tong read it himself, but still felt that many places were not smooth, especially the creation of many horror scenes, which lacked a lot of flavor and even felt childish...

"It seems that we need to make some changes!" He is not a genius, and he doesn't have a golden finger. If he really wants to write a script well, he still has to do it step by step.

It took him two full days to make this change. From the scenes to the lines, he basically re-wrote it.

A lot of things may not read well after they are written, but if you read them again after a while, you will definitely have a question in your head: "What kind of jb stuff did I write?" Unfortunately, Pu Tong is also like this.

It felt good to write some lines, but the lines in the script had to be read out. There was a big difference between written language and oral expression. He read it silently while revising it, and finally completed the entire script before the "deadline" on the third day. The script has been revised.

"It's okay now!" Pu Tong chirped, and immediately took out his phone to take a photo of the script, preparing to send it to the group.

He originally promised to finish writing the script in three days, so it had to be three days, otherwise wouldn't he lose credibility with them?

Pu Tong: [Ahem, I've written it. Are you ready to watch? ]

He sent this sentence to the group, but got no response for three minutes...

Pu Tong: [Busy, everyone is busy, it’s better to be busy! ]

Iori Yukino: [I thought you were going to be slapped in the face because of your talk. Is it really finished? ]

She sent a shocked emoticon, obviously not expecting Pu Tong to actually mean what he said.

Iori Yukino: [Let’s take a look! ]

Pu Tong: [No, you're the only one now, so I'm going to send it directly. When she comes back and sees the chat history, she won't have any expectations anymore. Just wait! ]

In fact, this situation is normal. If four people are online every time in a group chat, then their surfing times are highly overlapping...

Iori Yukino: [Then you send me a private message? ]

Pu Tong: [That’s even worse. I treat everyone equally. How can I send it to you first? ]

Iori Yukino: [Contempt.jpg]

She seemed to be so angry that she reread a series of twenty or thirty contemptuous emoticons, and directly refreshed the screen. Even Yu Wanwan appeared in the middle, but was brushed down by her massive emoticons.

Lin Yuxi: [Almost done...]

Lin Yuxi patted Iori Yukino's head and said that 1.8 meters is really tall.

Iori Yukino: [Thank you for the compliment! ]

What kind of self-deception is this?

When Pu Tong saw that several people had arrived, he no longer held back and directly sent a document in.

There are too many pictures to send directly, and the order is easy to mess up. He simply created a document and inserted the pictures into it, which seemed more convenient.

As soon as he sent the file to the group, the three women stopped talking for a moment, and they all clicked in and started watching.

To be honest, they were really curious about what kind of story Pu Tong would write...

"A Chinese Ghost Story?" Yu Wanwan looked at the title of the story and read it for a long time without understanding its meaning.

She can understand the ghost, it should be a horror element, but what does this Qian mean? Does it simply mean beautiful, or does it mean something else?

Yu Wanwan frowned and continued to look down patiently...

From the moment Ning Caichen entered the temple, the whole story had an evil streak. Whether it was the ajar door or the lifeless temple, anyone with a discerning eye could tell that something was wrong with this temple.

"It looks like a lot of care was taken!" Yu Wanwan was very satisfied with what she saw. She could also tell that Pu Tong definitely put a lot of thought into this script. The description of the scene alone was carefully considered.

She continued to look down until she saw Nie Xiaoqian entering Ning Caichen's door in the middle of the night, but she was a little shocked.

What I want is the element of love, not this kind of improper relationship. This is the first time a man and a woman alone have met, how can they do such a thing?

In A Chinese Ghost Story, Nie Xiaoqian is obviously the heroine. Yu Wanwan just doesn’t understand. How can the heroine be so wild?

"He won't like this!" Yu Wanwan suddenly felt that he couldn't understand Pu Tong.

It wasn't until she saw Ning Caichen yelling at Nie Xiaoqian out of the room that she breathed a sigh of relief and confirmed Pu Tong's views.

At the same time, she was also attracted by the whole story. Although Nie Xiaoqian was very direct at first, her words and deeds were direct and restrained. It was obviously not her nature, but more like she had some unavoidable reasons...

She couldn't help but wonder how the story would develop.

After Nie Xiaoqian was influenced by Ning Caichen and told him the truth, Yu Wanwan understood the whole story and for the first time felt sympathy for this involuntary female ghost.

"What will Ning Caichen do after learning the truth?"

Although he is righteous, facing such monsters and monsters that he doesn't understand at all, the best way is to escape quickly, right?

What's more, there is definitely no outcome between humans and ghosts!

Yu Wanwan thought like this until she saw the ending, the last farewell of this pair of fateful mandarin ducks...

Outside the window, the fierce wind like a dragon rolled up snowflakes as big as feathers all over the sky, and the clear light of the moon shadow was also swallowed up, leaving only coldness and violence between heaven and earth.

There was indeed peace and quiet inside the window. Ning Caichen and Nie Xiaoqian hugged each other gently, and jointly wrote the poem word for word with the words in their hearts:

"The sky is covered with frost over the ten-mile flat lake, and every inch of blue hair is worried about the past. Looking at the moon to protect each other, I only envy the mandarin ducks but not the immortals."

Yu Wanwan recited softly, his tone trembling unconsciously...

Although it is a cold winter night outside, the hero and heroine still use their palms to open a small city, and inside is their bright spring day. Even though they knew they would be separated tomorrow, they were still willing to indulge in dreams before dawn...

In the end, the female protagonist reincarnated and left, and the male protagonist went on the road alone, with sadness and reluctance in his eyes, but without any regrets.

"It's your first time writing a script, right?" Yu Wanwan rubbed the corners of his eyes, feeling very uncomfortable!

She had to admit that by the end, she really fell in love with this story and this pair of fateful mandarin ducks.

"After all, humans and ghosts have different paths..."

Yu Wanwan was stunned for a while, but still couldn't get out of the story. The unspeakable sense of fate made her feel uncomfortable.

She sighed and took out her phone for a long time, but she still didn't know what comment to give.

Iori Yukino: [Pu, Madam, please forgive me for my tears! ]

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