Hey, my little sun!

At eight o'clock in the morning, Sheng Dong arrived at Yan Lan's studio. He made an appointment an hour earlier than Wei Qin. There was no way he had to attend a meeting at ten o'clock.

Yan Lan is a young girl under the age of 30. She is also afraid of someone with a strong aura like Sheng Dong, but when it comes to her field of expertise, she is still very confident:

"Mr. Sheng, the staff has already sent me the relevant information of this book. I think it is necessary to have an interview with you. This is a big case that I have not taken on. There are so many senior masters in the circle, and you have invested so much. You still took the risk to find me, a newcomer, which at least shows that some of your requirements are beyond their reach."

Sheng Dong didn't shy away from this point: "Because I asked for it to be fast and good, but they couldn't make it in time."

Yan Lan nodded: "Since you have found me, you must have a good understanding of me. I am not from a major, and I only rely on my natural understanding of words. I am good at telling stories. I can do a so-so web drama. If I really want to make a complete Movies, I have more than I can do.”

Sheng Dong frowned slightly: "I have seen your works, and there is a problem with controlling the rhythm, but your aura of words is unique, and you are very good at telling stories. Many so-called big movies nowadays can't even tell a simple story. If you don’t understand it, you just rely on gorgeous special effects and grand scenes to make up the numbers. I don’t want this kind of thing. What I want is to tell a story, a very simple story. My investment is my business, and whether it sells or not is just added value. That’s all, I just want it to say what I mean.”

Yan Lan said her suggestion: "Mr. Sheng, whether a movie is good or not today has something to do with investment, but it doesn't have much to do with it. As long as the soul of the story is complete, it doesn't need so many fancy decorations. Why don't you tell us first?" Me, what exactly is the story you want to tell?"

Sheng Dong leaned forward, staring fixedly at the screenwriter across the coffee table: "A person has a destiny with another person, and they have met and loved each other for lifetimes."

Yan Lan was startled by the look in his eyes, the crazy possessiveness and obsession.She stood up and paced the room holding the teacup, coming and going, stopping every now and then to think about it.

Sheng Dong didn't bother her either, leaning on the back of the sofa and waiting quietly.

Who knew that Yan Lan had been thinking for half an hour, occasionally wanting to say something to Sheng Dong, then shaking her head and continuing to think hard.Until the staff knocked on the door and said, "Mr. Wei and Mr. Han are here."

The door opened, and Wei Qin was the first to enter.He was wearing a black and white plaid long-sleeved shirt today, with the neckline open, revealing a pure white round-neck bottoming shirt inside.Black ripped jeans wrapped up her straight legs, and her new sneakers were very dynamic.

He is so tall, Yan Lan saw his clothes first, and then saw his face when he looked up. He has short soft and fluffy hair, slender eyebrows and eyes, and a just right smile. Under the straight nose, the color of his lips is a bit dull. The shape is good-looking, and Yan Lan feels like... just...

Before she could react, Sheng Dong had already stood up one step ahead of her to meet him, his frowning brows relaxed, and the momentum around him disappeared invisible, showing a gentle and harmless appearance.He held Wei Tan's hand with his right hand, and pinched Wei Tan's right arm with his left hand, and said with a smile, "Xiao Wei, you are here. This is Miss Yan, the screenwriter."

Surprised by Sheng Dong's sudden change in her love, Yan Lan suddenly understood, as if she understood many things.Sheng Dong had always been sharp and gloomy from the moment he entered the door, but the moment Wei Qin walked in, he immediately melted the ice and snow around him, and happily went up to him.Between heaven and earth, the only thing that can dispel the haze and the cold is the warm sunshine.

Yan Lan recalled that the moment Wei Qin entered the door just now, she really felt that her eyes lit up. Although Wei Qin's appearance is not the most popular handsome boy nowadays, but he really gives people the feeling that a light suddenly shines down!

She stretched out her hand to hold Wei Tan in a daze, and mechanically said, "Hi, Mr. Wei, I'm Yan Lan." Seeing Wei Qin's smiling face, she subconsciously glanced at Sheng Dong again. His agent sat down.It was a businessman talking about business just now, but now because of Wei Qin's arrival, Sheng Dong seemed to be re-infused with flesh and blood, becoming more vivid.

Yan Lan was still immersed in her own thoughts, she repeatedly thought about the story Sheng Dong told just now: "A person has a destiny with another person, and they will meet and love each other from generation to generation."

Sheng Dong completely forgot about the silent female screenwriter, and only seriously asked Wei Qin about his recent work and life.Chen Zhi, who looked like a sculpture next to him, gave him a weird look, and quickly lowered his eyes and continued to be a sculpture.

Although he was a bit unaccustomed to Sheng Dong's huge transformation from a domineering president to a chatterbox, Wei Tan answered Sheng Dong's question honestly: "It's pretty good... I came back the day before yesterday... Well, I slept all day and didn't go out... I have a meal Ah... the first issue is with a little girl, the second issue is a senior male artist in Hong Kong... I have to sign a group photo, I only saw him in movies before... No, no, no, my idol is not him... My idol is a powerful foreign faction, 60 years old and still very temperament...Wuhan is too hot, and the food is also very spicy..."

After finally answering a lot of questions, Wei Qin took the time to look at Yan Lan. She was sitting behind the desk staring at him and Sheng Dong with her head tilted.Wei Qin was very embarrassed: "Mr. Yan, Mr. Yan."

Yan Lan was shocked and said, "Huh? Oh, it's okay, you two are chatting, and I'm thinking about it."

Wei Qin hadn't dealt with screenwriters before, so he didn't know if it was their habit, so he smiled awkwardly.Sheng Dong asked directly: "Miss Yan, I have told you exactly what I want, and the protagonist is here, how sure are you?"

Yan Lan looked at Sheng Dong and Wei Qin, and said, "There are two options. One is that I write the story, and you find a senior screenwriter to adapt it into a script. The advantage is that it can make up for my shortcomings and make the movie more like a movie. But this will definitely destroy the integrity of the story, and many things I want to express will be missed. The second option is that I do the script. The advantage is that the story line will be very clear and the emotions expressed are complete. The disadvantage is that this film It’s going to be very un-movie, and it’s going to be hard to sell.”

Sheng Dong smiled: "You already have a general framework?"

Speaking of her expertise, Yan Lan was in high spirits: "At present, I have two ideas that need your approval. According to my imagination, you... cough cough, the protagonist of the story does not know each other and love each other from generation to generation, but appears from generation to generation. In each other's lives, sometimes they know each other, and sometimes they are even irrelevant. Then in this life, they know each other and love each other again. This has a sense of fate, and it is the accumulation of fate caused by quantitative changes. The small sapling sprouts and grows, and the thousands of mountains and rivers have passed, everything is logical. The second is that the name must be changed. "Finding You" is no longer certain. The protagonist's search is a kind of fate. I suggest changing the name to "Every Day Reunion with you once. Every meeting of lovers is just a fateful reunion. Do you think it is just a coincidence to fall in love at first sight and grow old forever? No, it is the fate accumulated from life to life. It is destined. Lovers who can meet again They are all lucky, no matter what the other person looks like, what job they do, where they first met, or even their gender has nothing to do with each other. The fate of loving each other is so mysterious and stubborn.”

"It's up to you." Sheng Dong made the decision, and said, "I entrust you with the script of "Every Time I Meet You Again", Ms. Yan, I believe you can come up with what I want." Wei Qin was startled by his sudden opening After a jump, Sheng Dong and Yan Lan exchanged understanding glances, then shook hands and said goodbye, and left Yan Lan's studio.

"Hey, hey?" Wei Qin was dazed when he got into the elevator, and said, "This, this is the end? She just said a word to me."

Sheng Dong smiled: "These literati's thinking is jumpy, so don't think about it. She said it's okay, then there's no problem."

Wei Qin reluctantly accepted this explanation. Han Xiaodong looked at his watch and said, "I thought it would take a while. Liang Yu invited you to be a guest at the birthday party. He wanted to sing a song together. He asked you if you were free to go to the rehearsal this morning. I saw that the schedule couldn’t be arranged, so I pushed it back. It’s just free now, let’s go to the rehearsal, and I’ll contact him.”

Wei Qin nodded and said, "It's better to rehearse." He turned to Sheng Dong and said, "Brother Sheng, where are you going next?"

Aww, I want to see your rehearsal!Sheng Dong's face was contorted, and he said, "I have a meeting at ten o'clock, so it's just right to rush over."

Wei Qin expressed his understanding, the big boss is already busy. With a loud bang, the elevator suddenly shook violently and stopped moving. The lights flickered a few times and went out.

When entering the elevator, Sheng Dong and Wei Qin stood facing the elevator door, while Chen Zhi and Han Xiaodong stood on both sides, facing each other, when the elevator suddenly broke down and it was pitch black.Chen Zhi immediately took out his mobile phone and turned on the flashlight, Han Xiaodong immediately grabbed Wei Qin's arm, and just about to speak, Sheng Dong reacted faster: "It's okay, the elevator is out of order."

Chen Zhi used the light of his mobile phone to find the emergency button and press it. They are now on the seventeenth floor. He pressed every floor below the seventeenth floor to prevent the elevator from falling suddenly.

After finishing all this, Chen Zhi turned around. Under the light of the mobile phone, Wei Qin's left arm was held by Han Xiaodong, while his right wrist was tightly held by Sheng Dong.

Suddenly a little quiet and awkward, Chen Zhi silently turned the light source of the mobile phone to the direction of the elevator door, Wei Qin said: "Brother Sheng, Brother Han, I'm fine." Han Xiaodong let go of his hand, Sheng Dong had no choice but to let go reluctantly.

Wei Tan's forehead was sweating. Han Xiaodong glanced at Sheng Dong without any trace. As a manager, his first reaction to protecting artists is his professional instinct. I don't know what kind of instinct this one is based on?

Wei Qin noticed that the atmosphere was weird, so he had nothing to say: "Come on, I can't go to the rehearsal. Brother Sheng, what will you do?"

Chen Zhi glanced at the phone and said, "There is no signal." Sheng Dong said, "There's nothing I can do if I can't go, and there's also the vice president. If I can't be reached, they will deal with it."

It was originally summer, but after the elevator failed and the power was cut off, the temperature in the confined space rose sharply. Among the four of them, Wei Qin wore the thickest shirt, and his sweat quickly soaked his bottoming shirt. Sheng Dong saw the sweat on his forehead and said: "Take off your shirt, I don't know how long it will take to go out, don't get dehydrated."

Wei Qin took off his shirt, wiped his sweat, and said, "Why is there no response to the emergency call?" As soon as he said that, the elevator vibrated and fell a few meters, and several people almost fell down.Sheng Dong grabbed Wei Qindui's wrist again, and Wei Qin didn't even notice it in a panic.

After stabilizing his body, Chen Zhi looked at the button and said, "We have fallen to the fifteenth floor, and we have fallen at least five meters just now. According to the height of ordinary floors, we are about 50 meters above the ground now."

Wei Qin heard him say the [-]th floor, and it happened that his cousin's house lived on the [-]th floor. He once stood on the balcony and looked down. Now he imagined the height of the [-]th floor, his legs felt weak, and he was sweating profusely.Han Xiaodong helped him up and said, "Don't think about it, don't think about it, just pretend that you are on the second floor and you are not tall at all." Wei Tan looked at him, his face was pale, his eyes were dazed, and he said with trembling lips, "Ten The fifth floor..."

Seeing him suddenly become like this, Sheng Dong asked eagerly: "What's the matter? What's the matter with you?"

Han Xiaodong said: "He is extremely afraid of heights."