The actor who wears it is a loyal dog

After Feng Jing packed up and fell asleep, he didn't think about other messy things. What he didn't know was that after he fell asleep, Feng Xing came to his door lightly and knelt by the door.

"Are you stupid?" Feng Jing woke up from a sleepless night the next day, wanted to get a glass of water and go back to sleep, when he opened the door, he saw Feng Xing kneeling outside the door.

"When did you come here?" Feng Jing was a little annoyed, "Get up for me."

Feng Xing knew that he had underestimated the sound insulation effect of this room - he thought he would be able to detect it after the master got up.

"It won't happen in the future, this is the last time." Feng Xing secretly planned that in the future, the vigil would not let the master find out.

Feng Jing thought he meant to bid farewell to his former self, "Since you said it was the last time, forget it, sleep where you should sleep at night, don't do this again. How can you bear not sleeping like this?"

Feng Xing glanced at his master's dry lips, "I'll go get you a glass of water."

Feng Jing was amazed at his meticulousness, but nodded his head spinelessly - the living room is so far away, he has to walk more than ten steps, he doesn't want to move.

Feng Xing found that although his master always didn't want him to be his slave, he actually couldn't take care of himself very well. Fortunately, his master didn't reject his taking care of him.

Feng Xing secretly wrote down Feng Jing's preferences in his heart, and while bringing a glass of water over, Feng Jing had already climbed back on the bed, "Thank you." Feng Jing took the water obediently, and drank half of the glass, "You didn't drink anything last night. Go to sleep, hurry up and catch up on sleep, I also need to sleep for a while." Feng Jing wrapped his air-conditioning quilt tightly again, and prepared to go back to sleep.

Perhaps because of Feng Xing's consistent meekness, Feng Jing didn't feel threatened by him, but acquiesced that such a person appeared in his private space.

It was almost noon when Feng Jing got up again, and he was used to turning day and night upside down, so he simply fried two small dishes and made lunch, "Did you not sleep last night?" Feng Jing asked Feng Xing curiously, "I slept last night, but I didn't sleep well. Don't worry."

"I'm not worried. Why should I worry about you kneeling in front of my bedroom door in a hothead?" Feng Jing became uncomfortable again after hearing this, and he thought he put his rice bowl on the table domineeringly—— He wanted to throw it down, but he felt sorry for the 30 yuan aristocratic bowls that others gave him, so he put it down gently on the edge of the table.

"You are in charge of clearing the table and washing the dishes." Feng Jing said, one person is responsible for cooking and the other is responsible for washing dishes, there is nothing wrong with it.

After washing the dishes, Feng Xing came to the study room, and the two of them started studying one by one and working by the other like last night.

It took Feng Jing two hours to sort out the story line again, and when he looked up, he saw Feng Xing's expression that was hesitant to speak.

"What's wrong?" Feng Jing turned the chair around and faced Feng Jing.

"I just don't quite understand why the girls here wear so little." Feng Xing hesitated, but he still expressed his true thoughts to Feng Jing.

Feng Jing didn't expect that what he said was this, he glanced at the screen, and there was a little girl wearing short sleeves and a skirt.

It's late autumn now, although Feng Jing saw many women on the street, but they were all wrapped up tightly, naturally he didn't realize that women can walk outside in such clothes nowadays.

Feng Jing was a little hesitant about where to explain, "200 years ago, women still wore conservative clothing that did not reveal their skin. Later, they communicated more with Westerners, or foreigners, and their clothing habits began to change. Today Clothes no longer have a strict hierarchy, and the main purpose has become beauty, convenience, and comfort.”

"Because of the influence of foreigners, the status of women has changed for a long time. It is this change that allows women to show their arms and thighs like men. After you learn the history, you will probably be able to understand this matter. Get a deeper understanding."

"So now men and women have the same status?" Feng Xing grasped the key.

"That's right." Feng Xing affirmed, and noticed that he was already learning addition and subtraction within 20, so he just said a few numbers and tested him, and even one of them was right, which shocked Feng Jing—he just systematically Less than 10 hours of exposure to mathematics.

"You're so smart, you don't know what you're going to do in the future?" Feng Jing looked at the tall and strong man in front of him, "I guess there will be many girls chasing you."

Feng Jing made a prediction, "Don't forget to call me when you get married. Although you may not like my little screenwriter, I will take you in for a while anyway." He joked.

In the final analysis, Feng Xing never cared about those masters and other things that Feng Xing once said. Just like today, Feng Xing's own values ​​will always change with contact with this world, and slowly integrate into modern society. The past, those memories and understandings of his previous life may be a mistake for him—a mistake he wants to forget.

Feng Jing suddenly had a new inspiration, what would Shadow do when he found out that what he had done in the past was wrong?Painful and desperate for it, never mention it again, or try to make up for it, for peace of mind, what if he made a mistake and the object is the female lead?He hurt the hostess' family, how would the hostess treat him.

Thinking of this, Feng Jing's thoughts spring up, clichés really have the advantages of clichés, and a small change in a routine can generate many new works.

The core and depth of this script is obviously not like "Power Over the World", but it is still qualified to support a small production web drama like his first work.

"My current work definitely has half of your credit, and when I make money, I will share half of it with you." Feng Jing looked at the gradually perfected plot line, and felt a little excited. He has been discussing with the director and producer these days. Although it is an indispensable part of the creative process to edit the script of "Power Over the World", he does not have much say, and the revision process is indeed not as exciting as the creative process.He is also very excited to start the creative process again now.

The two started their own reading and studying again.

Feng Jing's WeChat suddenly started popping up messages.

Director Gao: Feng Jing, how did you change the plot?

Feng Jing: It's almost done, I'll send it to you to see if there is anything that needs to be changed.

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Feng Jing: Take a look at it, and if it's ok, I'll polish it up and make the final draft.

Director Gao: Okay, let me take a look.

Director Gao is called Gao Zhi, and he is a great director who specializes in shooting ancient dramas. For a small screenwriter like Feng Jing, he was lucky enough to cooperate. This time he was able to cooperate because his first work was a hit. , and now that his script is an adaptation of his own online novel, he can be regarded as a half-sized ip, so he can cooperate.

Feng Jing didn't care about the WeChat that has been quiet again. It's good to change it a little more now. After all, he is his own father. After the filming of the script starts, he will find a special screenwriter to follow the script. It has nothing to do with him any changes in the future.

"It's not easy to eat!" Feng Jing went to the kitchen and took some snacks and spread them on the sofa. Even though he said this, he was still overjoyed thinking about the small amount of money this script sold.

"What would you like to eat tonight?" Feng Jing asked Feng Xing, but as expected, he didn't get any answer.

"Just do what you like." Obviously he didn't give any answer, but Feng Xing's tone was very serious, making people feel his sincerity clearly.

Hearing this, Feng Jing suddenly had an idea.

"Don't eat at home!" Feng Jing put down the snacks he just took out, "You haven't eaten out since you came home. Go out to celebrate this time!"

"Go eat hot pot!" Feng Jing couldn't tell whether he was greedy or came to celebrate Feng Xing, but whether to eat hot pot or not, he always had to find some excuse to alleviate his guilt.

"Okay." Feng Xing naturally had no reason to refuse.

"After we finish eating, let's go buy some quick-frozen dumplings, slices of bread and so on. I'll teach you how to make them, so I won't get up late in the morning and you have to skip breakfast with me." Feng Jing drove the car, "By the way , you still need to learn to drive, usually you can do the subway, and the subway station is not far from here, but driving is also a necessary skill. There is no harm in learning." Feng Jing talked to himself habitually.

Feng Xing tried his best to remember what Feng Jing said.

"You learn first, and as you gradually learn more characters, I'll teach you to use a browser to search, and then you'll learn things faster, take your time." Feng Jing turned his head and glanced at Feng Xing, his tone could be considered gentle.