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The night was quiet, and the candles flickered slightly in the room on the twelfth floor.

On the dining table is a blue blue and white porcelain plate containing fried rice with eggs. On the left side of the plate is a wrist-sized white porcelain plate with kimchi cut into small pieces, and on the right side of the plate is the milk tea made by Coffee Cat.

Egg fried rice is bright in color, with yellow eggs and green scallions in the white rice grains, red ham cut into fingernail size and inlaid in it, which attracts the appetite.The milk tea is misty, and the smell of milk is in the air, sweet.

As soon as Fang Sike saw the food, he threw down the pillow happily, stretched gracefully, and walked towards the dining table like a healthy cat.

Xin Yi squeezed her greasy hands on the apron. In fact, she hated the smell of lampblack the most. As a person who holds a pen and writes, she is very concerned about using her hands to do other things.However, seeing the smile on the corner of Fang Sike's mouth, she didn't have much resentment about going to the kitchen.

Thinking of this, Xin Yixiao took a deep breath, and then sighed heavily. Could it be that she has the legendary masochistic physique?A face of black lines.Xin Yixiao had an auditory hallucination, as if she heard crows mockingly flying out of the window.

"Unexpectedly, you look like you don't know much about housework. I didn't expect that cooking is good. The taste is not worse than that sold outside. After you lose your job, you can consider changing your career to be a chef." Fang Sike did not hesitate praise.

Xin Yixiao also made herself a cup of green tea. She liked the feeling of the green tea leaves rising and falling on the edge of the cup, like the characters in a novel, ups and downs, but they couldn't escape the circle defined by the edge of the cup.

"I like writing novels, but I don't like cooking. Occasionally I cook, just for leisure. I'm forced to cook today because of your power." Xin Yixiao said slightly aggrieved, holding a teacup and sitting at Fang Sike's dining table opposite.

"Really? I didn't coerce you. It was you who admitted your mistake. Isn't it necessary to be sincere when apologizing?" Fang Sike raised his brows, scooped up a spoonful of egg fried rice into his mouth with a smile, and began to chew carefully.

"Forget it, I'm under too much pressure today. I'm not sure about becoming a screenwriter." Xin Yixiao sighed and gave up arguing with Fang Sike, she didn't want to quarrel anymore.Now she is very worried about being a screenwriter.She still remembers Sikong Qing's phone call at night, and she is very opposed to what she is doing now.

However, this is the first time in these years that she has the idea of ​​standing in the crowd.Don't avoid people, face them.Xin Yixiao raised his head, the teacup in his hand exuded dense mist, enveloping Fang Sike opposite him in the mist.

"By the way, I always forgot to ask you, why do you want to be a novelist?" Fang Sike's eyes seemed to want to see through the dense fog to see the person opposite.

"I like writing novels." Xin Yixiao looked at the cup in his hand and said seriously.

"What's so interesting about writing novels? It's hard to last long with fantasies like this." Fang Sike deftly used a fork to fork pickles on a white disk.It's not that she hurt Xin Yixiao. It's more difficult to be a novelist than a star these days.

"I don't write novels, how can there be new works that can be made into movies? My work is very noble." Xin Yixiao frowned displeasedly, and put down the cup in her hand.What she hates most is when someone disrespects her work.

"I'm not saying that your job is not good, but that it's hard to be successful in such a job. After all, people like Sikong Qing are in the minority. Do you want to learn from Sikong Qing? That's why you agreed to be a screenwriter? And life is different from Besides, writing novels is hard for you to support yourself. It is very difficult for an unknown novelist." Fang Sike glanced at Xin Yixiao's dark face, and said calmly.

"What do you want to say? Tell me to give up?" Xin Yixiao unconsciously became angry again.Fang Sike seemed to easily arouse her emotions.

"Having a dream is a good thing. However, the road to realize your dream is too difficult. If you are still like this, you will not be able to surpass Sikong Qing." Fang Sike didn't care about Xin Yixiao's raised voice.

"Are you trying to hit me, or is it something else? Whether it's Yu Keqing or Sikong Qing, they're all better than me, aren't they? Do you think that if dreams are difficult, you should give up and find something easy to do? Or are you Do you think my dream is too ridiculous?" Xin Yixiao couldn't control her temper again, and her tone became a little higher.

Fang Sike stared at Xin Yixiao, his eyes darkened, as if making some kind of judgment.

After a while, she picked up the milk tea on the dining table, held the rim of the cup with her hands, looked at Xin Yixiao, and said quietly, "Are you serious?"

Xin Yi was taken aback for a moment.She was silent for a moment, looked into Fang Sike's eyes, and said word by word.

"I'm serious. I've always been serious about what I decide to do." Although she didn't understand why Fang Sike asked her this way, her intuition made her feel that this question seemed to be very important to Fang Sike.Therefore, she was very serious when she answered, and restrained the smile on her face.

"That's it." Fang Sike lowered his eyes, and laughed as if mocking himself for a moment.

Putting down the cup in his hand, the heat of the milk tea dissipated, Fang Sike leaned back as if with a different expression on his face.

"Actually, I'm praising you. It's not easy to have a dream and dare to work hard. Why do you think I'm hitting you? I just suggest that you change your current state. For example, being a screenwriter is very good. At least it will make more More people know you, know your words, let more people discover your talent."

Unpleasant emotions stirred in Xin Yi's heart, like vinegar that had been brewing for a long time, gradually fermenting.She didn't know if it was her sensitivity.Whenever Fang Si could speak with such an expression and tone, she didn't like it very much.She can feel hypocrisy and politeness from it, but there is no sincerity.She would rather Fang Sike quarrel with her like before than Fang Sike like this.

She pretended to be interested in the matter, but she couldn't see the seriousness that Xin Yixiao wanted in her eyes.Fang Sike, other than the need to get the role of an actor, other things are not important?

"You lie. You obviously don't think so in your heart." Xin Yixiao stared at Fang Sike's eyes and said in a deep voice.

Fang Sike was taken aback for a moment, and she giggled for a moment.She pointed at Xin Yixiao's stern face, and said: "It's really not suitable for you to keep a straight face, but it's a pity that you have a pretty face.

"I don't like to make jokes like this." Xin Yixiao's face instantly became a little ugly, she hated the feeling of being played with.But at this moment, she felt that Fang Sike treated her like a plaything.You can play, but you don't have to pay your heart.

Looking at Xin Yixiao's slightly gloomy face, Fang Sike slowly put away his smile, and said lightly, "Although I haven't read your articles, since Sikong Qing asked you to be an editor, you must have something special I'm just curious about a career like a novelist, so you don't have to pay too much attention to my own opinion." Speaking of this, Fang Sike paused, and then she looked at Xin Yixiao seriously: "I admire having dreams people."

Xin Yixiao stared at Fang Sike intently, trying to see a bit of falsehood from her face, but this time, what she saw in her eyes was clear, bright black.

The unhappiness faded from Xin Yixiao's face, and she believed in Fang Sike at this moment.

The atmosphere eased up.

"Write it well, maybe one day I will play the role in the story you wrote." Fang Sike didn't speak perfunctorily this time.

"I will." Xin Yixiao nodded seriously.

"Today I changed a part of the story of loving you is killing you into a script, would you like to read it?" Xin Yixiao stood up, went to the closet to open the package, took out a notebook from inside and walked in front of Fang Sike, Some expectations.

But Fang Sike gently pushed the computer away, she shook her head, and said: "I don't want to watch it. You are a screenwriter, I am an actor, and my suggestions can easily sway your thoughts. It is better for you to think for yourself. Write it like this What you want to express is what you want to express. As actors, we should learn how to figure out the character of the characters in the story and interpret what we want to express in the novel."

Disappointment always comes with hope.Xin Yixiao's heart, which hadn't warmed up yet, instantly cooled down.

"You are an actor and I am an editor. The angles of the two are indeed different." Xin Yixiao put the computer on the coffee table.Perhaps what Fang Sike said is reasonable, after all, how to write this script still needs her to think about it.However, seeing Fang Sike's expression of refusal, she still couldn't help feeling unhappy.

"Yeah, you are an editor and I am an actor. We are originally from different perspectives. How can we confuse them? Even if they are both actors, they will interpret the roles differently, let alone from different positions." Fang Sike seemed to think of something , his eyes fell on the poster in the room.

What is Fang Sike thinking?Xin Yixiao couldn't figure it out.She always has a feeling.Fang Sike didn't want to get involved in her life, whether she was a screenwriter or not, whether she was writing a novel or not, she didn't care.If there is anything that can catch Fang Sike's attention, perhaps it is how to stand on the stage and become a star.

Was being a star really that important to her?Xin Yixiao really wanted to ask, but she shut up tightly, not letting herself make a sound.There are some things that she knows she shouldn't ask, just like the name Yu Keqing.She still remembered Si Ke's expression when he first mentioned Yu Keqing in front of her not long ago.

"What about Yu Keqing? Do you know her? Isn't she pure and flawless, and there are many people who like her?" Fang Sike asked her like this at the time, and she thought it was just an ordinary question about how to succeed among celebrities discussion dialogue.Looking back on Fang Sike's silent expression that day, it is obvious that this is not a simple question.

Especially those lines and dialogues that Fang Sike said at the press conference during the day, Xin Yixiao frowned even more.

"I'm going to write. You can eat by yourself." Xin Yixiao walked to the sofa with the computer in his arms and sat down.Putting the computer on the coffee table, Xin Yixiao poured himself another cup of tea, but the tea tasted a bit unpalatable, with a bitter taste.

"En." Fang Sike continued to eat the fried rice with eggs one by one, and answered in her mouth, but it was obvious that her mind had gone somewhere.

Facing the computer screen, Xin Yixiao lost the desire to create.

She approached Fang Sike originally to find inspiration, but now she herself can't tell the difference.

There was a moment of silence in the room.Except for the ticking sound of the wall clock on the wall, there is only the sound of rainwater pattering outside the window.