Fuxitang is a restaurant next to the business district, just across from the bar street, and the main entrance is only after turning a few lanes.

Tang Chuxing turned around and finally stood at the door. Looking at the sign above, he still couldn't recover.

In the afternoon, he left Fang Yan's small apartment and went home to sleep. He hadn't slept long before he was woken up by Chen Shushu's knock on the door. He heard her apologize that he was called out by Fang Cheng, and how he was persuaded not to tell him in advance. I finally persuaded the drooping person to go back, and went back to sleep, only to be woken up by the phone not long after.

"Hello." At that time, he had just woken up, and his voice was still a little hoarse.

Fang Yan's voice on the other side of the phone was quite sober, and he asked, "Did you sleep just now?"

He hummed, shook his head and sat up, "What's wrong?"

The other party didn't answer but instead asked, "Have you had dinner yet?"

He shook his head, and it took a second to realize that the other party couldn't see him, so he answered again.

"No."

"Come out for dinner. I have a dinner here. It's at Fuxitang, where Chang Yuanzhou was going to take us to go at noon." Fang Yan seemed to walk past a few people, and there were messy voices coming through the receiver. When it came, he paused for a while before continuing: "I don't know if you are interested in a movie book, and the screenwriter happened to be talking about you, so come over and chat, I called a car to go over."

Ten minutes later, Tang Chuxing saw the car Fang Yan called for him downstairs, and he was driven all the way here.

Seeing him standing motionless for a long time, the welcoming lady at the door came over hesitantly and asked, "Sir, do you have an appointment?"

Before Tang Chuxing could answer, a figure blew out like a gust of wind from inside, walked up to him in a few steps, talked to Miss Yingbin, and led him inside.

Fang Cheng was still panting, and turned to him and asked, "Brother Tang, how long have you been waiting outside?"

Tang Chuxing finally woke up after blowing outside for a while. He shook his head and said it wasn't long before asking him about the dinner.

Originally, he thought that Fang Yan said on the phone that the screenwriter took the initiative to say that he just made it up casually, but it was true from Fang Cheng's description.

"Yeah, I also said that I saw you and Mr. Fang's rivalry scene, and I asked Director Chen to ask for the "Chaoge Yewen" set scene, which has never been edited." Fang Cheng saw that he was coming soon, and pulled Tang Chuxing in a low voice. : "Mr. Fang said that screenwriter Meng seems to have met you before."

There may be more than one screenwriter surnamed Meng in the circle, but since Lu Yun pays so much attention to it, the screenwriter who must bring Fang Yan to see him is definitely not an unknown person, so he will know who it is after screening. —— Screenwriter Meng Ximeng, who just won the best screenplay the year before last.Also famous is her husband, Tang Chuxing, whom she has met a few times, who is Lin Jiaxi, the producer of Chaoge Yewen.

The husband and wife team of the two has collaborated on several award-winning films, which can almost be said to be a guarantee of film quality.

Before Tang Chuxing opened the door and went in, he was still thinking about when he would meet Meng Xi. When he entered the room and saw the young woman sitting by the window, he immediately remembered that it was the time Fang Yan was drunk when he saw Yu Qiwen. The one surrounded by people.At that time, he was also guessing that the status was not low. At first, he thought it was an investor or something, but he didn't expect that she was Meng Ximeng's screenwriter.

Today it seemed that they were just eating casually, there were not many people there, except for Meng Xi and a strange man, only Lu Yun and Fang Yan who stood up as soon as he came in and pulled him to his side.

He greeted everyone one by one. The strange man was an investor who had taken a fancy to Meng Xi's book.

In comparison, Meng Xi was much simpler and more straightforward, with no superfluous expressions on her face, it seemed that she had such a personality, and when he sat down, she handed over a notebook.

"This is the introduction and some character settings, you can take it back and have a look first."

Tang Chuxing took it with both hands, and the cover of the book said "September [-]st Orphanage".

"It should be this character." Fang Yan reached out and clicked on one of the two names in the lower right corner of the cover - Tong Wenyang.

After that, Meng Xi didn't specifically talk to him about anything, but talked with Lu Yun about other things in a normal way.Tang Chuxing ate all the way to the end as if he really came to dinner.

Finally, when the other people walked out first, Meng Xicai stopped him as if just remembering.

"I heard that you are running the film and television by yourself?"

Tang Chuxing nodded, and Meng Xi said bluntly: "I have seen your part in "Chaoge Yewen". One of the male protagonists in my book is Tong Wenyang. I'm a little interested."

"Go back and read the book. If you are interested, you can call me. The final revised version will come out next month at the latest, and then a centralized audition will be arranged." Meng Xi handed over a business card, watched him take it, and bent slightly Curving the corner of his mouth, he rarely said jokingly: "I don't know if anyone has told you that your temperament is very suitable for playing a gentle scum."

Waiting for Tang Chuxing to sit in Fang Yan's car, he was still thinking about where he gave people such a big illusion...

He glanced at Fang Yan who couldn't stop laughing in the driver's seat, twitched the corner of his mouth, and reminded: "Drive hard."

Fang Yan drove here from a small apartment in the urban area by himself, and did not accompany his agent when he went back at night. He sent Fang Cheng back to a small villa in the suburbs, and he dragged Tang Chuxing to send him back.

Fortunately, there was a red light in front of him, so he stopped quickly. After laughing enough, he turned his head and continued to look at the speechless Tang Chuxing in the passenger seat, his eyes were bent, "Actually, I think Meng Xi is quite discerning."

Seeing people ignoring him, he coughed softly and became serious again, "I heard from Sister Yun that this book is going to win an award. I read the unmodified version of the previous version, which is a bit interesting. The most important thing is that the production team is looking for all It’s almost there, top-notch in the industry, the producer is Lin Jiaxi, the director may not be familiar to you, he is considered a leader among the younger generation, I have worked with it before, it’s pretty good.”

"You settled on An Yicheng?"

Fang Yan shook his head, leaned on the steering wheel, and looked a little lazy, "No, I have to audition too. I was originally interested in three points, but now I have nine points."

Tang Chuxing saw that he knew this book so well, it might not be the first contact today, or the agent had been talking about it for a long time.

In fact, Lu Yun was negotiating when she heard that Meng Xi had recently published a new book, and the role was suitable. It was because of Meng Xi's high demands that the script had to be changed more than a dozen times, which slowed down the progress.Lu Yun has always had a good eye. When she sees a book that is expected to win an award, she must fight for Fang Yan. Because of this, she has not arranged a new drama for Fang Yan in the next ten months.

The countdown to the red light ahead began, and Fang Yan finally straightened up, as if he suddenly remembered something interesting, and turned to look at him again, "Not only am I waiting during the free time, do you know who else is fighting for the role of Tong Wenyang? "

Tang Chuxing squinted at him and said nothing. It seemed that he knew someone, otherwise he wouldn't have asked.

Suddenly, he suddenly remembered what Bai Siyuan said this afternoon, "It can't be..."

The red light turned green, and the car left the intersection. Fang Yan put one hand on the car window and said casually, "It's Yu Qiwen."

Tang Chuxing thought to himself, at this time, should I say that the enemy's road is narrow.

The author has something to say: it is him, he is him, our friend Yu Qiwen~

感谢在2020-09-0202:08:40~2020-09-0223:58:14期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottles of matcha;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

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