Tianguang [entertainment circle]

Even if Xin Ye didn't name that person, everyone already knew who he was referring to.

After all, the only outsider who participated in the whole process was Fu Yu who had been taking care of Jiang Yingzhou.

"Miss Fu..." Ji Mu hesitated for a moment, then turned to look at Mu Sanwei: "I suddenly feel that you are more likely to plagiarize."

"Get out." Mu Sanwei slapped Jimu's body.

"But, Miss Fu is unlikely, right? She has no plans to make a movie." A girl in the crew couldn't believe it.

This reminded Jiang Yuan.

Fu Yu had never participated in filming, nor had she joined any crew.There is no reason to steal the script so blatantly for filing.

After pondering for a moment, Jiang Yuan looked at Mu Sanwei.

"Three-dimensions, try to find out which crew we're plagiarizing" today."

Mu Sanwei reacted for a while, then nodded and began to ask the Film Bureau.

Which crew knew the script in advance and filed it for the record?This is the most critical question right now.As long as you drag the other party out of the unknown, you can gradually analyze the other party's motives and find room for turning around.

Jiang Yuan returned and scanned everyone around.

Now everyone in the crew looks shocked and depressed.

It is a pity that the public screening filing was rejected.

Now this thing happened again.

After arranging the division of labor, Mu Sanwei beckoned everyone to go back to their homes.Jiang Yuan knew that this was to prevent everyone from talking about it all the time when they got together, which made Xinye's pressure heavier.

So she pursed her lips and said nothing, and took Xin Ye, who was thinking hard, back to her apartment.

Inside the study.

Xin Ye tapped on the computer keyboard, flipping through all the information pages he consulted for script writing.Stacks of materials and reference books on the table are scattered around, almost showing traces of flipping and marking.

When Jiang Yuan made a cup of hot milk and walked over, he saw Xin Ye buried in mountains of scattered documents and books like a helpless rabbit.

Jiang Yuan leaned on the armrest of Xin Ye's chair, put the hot milk by Xin Ye's hand, bent down and looked at the computer screen that Xin Ye was flipping.

His breath tickled Xin Ye's bangs.

"How many references have you found?"

"Two-thirds, it's almost there." Xin Ye still kept his eyes on, as if he was afraid that he might miss something.

To deal with such back-biting plagiarism, the best evidence is to take out all the materials and documents referenced during the creation, and submit them together with the corresponding script setting, plot, etc., for review by the Film Bureau.

Xin Ye didn't hesitate at all. Ever since he followed Jiang Yuan back to the apartment, he had been searching his own history records.

It is already eleven o'clock at night.

Jiang Yuan looked at her serious appearance, smiled lightly, and stopped talking to disturb her, instead took out a stack of blank paper to draw on.

The rubbing sound of the lead ash and the paper was like a few spring silkworms gnawing on the mulberry leaves. The sound of "rustling" and Xin Ye's tapping on the keyboard sounded together, and even the evening wind and insects howling outside the window in summer faded a little. Xu.

When Xin Ye sat up straight hesitantly, carefully and cautiously checked the collection of materials he had sorted out, Jiang Yuan also pulled out from the stack of drawing papers.

Jiang Yuan pinched the bridge of his sleepy nose, got up and took the milk glass from Xin Ye's hand.

The glass and the liquid in it were completely cold.

Jiang Yuan was not annoyed, and walked to the kitchen very naturally to bring a new cup of hot milk.

"Let's rest after drinking." Jiang Yuan handed the milk cup to Xin Ye and rubbed her little head.

While staring at the screen, Xin Ye took the milk cup and took a slow sip.

The mellow milk flavor spreads from the tip of the tongue, and lingers in the mouth sweetly but not greasy.Xin Ye thought it was delicious, so he drank it all at once, and then looked at Jiang Yuan anxiously with the empty glass.

"You still want to drink?"

Shino nodded.

"One cup is enough." Jiang Yuan dismissed it in one gulp.

"Ah..." Xin Ye was extremely disappointed, "Milk obviously tastes the same, why does your milk taste so good?"

Jiang Yuan raised his eyebrows: "Secret."

Xin Ye had no choice but to smack his mouth like a greedy cat, watching Jiang Yuan reluctantly put the empty milk glass aside.

Taking advantage of this gap, she caught a glimpse of Jiang Yuan's stack of white papers under her arm.

A lot of sub-shots have been drawn above.

But when Xin Ye recalled the plot line in "The Honey Language of Europa", it seemed that it didn't match the scene that Jiang Yuan was drawing at all.

What's more... the storyboard script was finalized before filing.

Xin Ye was a little curious, and moved his little head closer: "What are you drawing?"

Jiang Yuan took two volumes of "General History of the World" and pressed them tightly on the stack of drawing paper.

Seeing her hiding her face, Xin Ye suddenly felt a strange desire to find out.

"What are you hiding? Your paintings are so beautiful, what a pity if you don't take them out to see?" Xin Ye stretched out his hands with a smile on his face, and climbed onto Jiang Yuan's arms, "Is there something shady?"

"What are you thinking about?" Jiang Yuan was helpless, looking down at the hands that were softly clinging to him, "Now is not the time for you to see it."

"Then when can I watch it?"

Jiang Yuan pressed the stack of drawing papers under the book, took them together and hid them in the bookcase.

She grabbed those little hands back, wrapped Xin Ye's back, and brought her into her arms.

A burst of sweet scent of wild lilies lingers in the bosom, accompanied by wisps of sea breeze and lemons.

The long, fluffy curly hair swayed lightly with Xin Ye's figure, stroking Jiang Yuan's hand behind Xin Ye's back.

"Let me be in a good mood first, and I'll think about it later." Jiang Yuan said with a smile on his face, and buried himself in Xin Ye's fair-skinned Shengxue's neck as if intoxicated.

Xin Ye tenderly pushed her thin shoulders, and puffed up her face: "So many things happened today, I haven't said I'm in a bad mood, but you want me to coax you."

"I'm just in a bad mood, and I want to be happy with you." Jiang Yuan's voice was hoarse, like a cello slowly playing in heaven, teasing Xin Ye's ear, "Is it not possible?"

Xin Ye only felt itching in the pinna of his ears, and his body limply slid into Jiang Yuan's embrace.

Jiang Yuan hugged her horizontally and walked straight out of the study.

"Ah, it's me," Xin Ye blushed, and walked around Jiang Yuan's shoulder awkwardly to look at the scattered documents on the table, "I haven't finished sorting out the documents yet."

"I'll sort out the rest." Jiang Yuan responded.

She took Xin Ye back to the room with strides, gently placed her in the middle of the soft bed, and took off her clothes.

Xin Ye was a little flustered: "I haven't taken a shower today..."

"..." Jiang Yuan hesitated for a moment, and said loudly, "I don't dislike it."

After finishing speaking, she bullied herself over.

However, Xin Ye immediately dodged like a rabbit, keeping a distance from Jiang Yuan.

She pulled her clothes to cover her naked/exposed skin, and there was a bit of shyness in her eyes.

"First, let me take a shower."

The two of you just looked at me and I looked at you for ten seconds.

Seeing that Xin Ye seemed to be determined to slip away, Jiang Yuan could only sigh imperceptibly, and lay down on his side, and said without interest: "You go."

Xin Ye kept grabbing the changed pajamas and ran towards the bathroom like the wind.

Jiang Yuan lay on the soft bed, quietly listening to the movement in the bathroom.

The sound of bare feet stepping on the floor, the sound of water rushing into the bathtub, the sound of Xin Ye rubbing foam on his skin...

Every voice is so beautiful and loud, it's hard for Jiang Yuan not to listen.

She flicked the screen of her phone a little bored, looking at the new trends on Weibo.However, Xin Ye's mind was filled with the image of Xin Ye rejecting him just now, and then running away from him.

Since returning from Qinghai, Xin Ye has not been as close to her as before.

On the one hand, because both of them are the main force in the crew, they are too busy.On the other hand, because Xin Tian came home suddenly, he took up Xin Ye's already scarce leisure time.

If the favorability of Xin Tian, ​​whom he had never met before, was only 1%, then now the favorability dropped directly to -100.

The extra point at the beginning is because he is Xin Ye's older brother.

Just as she was flipping through Weibo absent-mindedly, a familiar name suddenly appeared on the page.

nursery rhyme.

Jiang Yuan paid attention subconsciously, and stopped turning down.

Tong Yao is her unfollowed person, and she updated a new Weibo three hours ago.The general content is that her crew has started shooting a new film.

Behind the names of a lot of investors, followed by the producer, producer, director, her own name on the script, and the list of actors...

Sang Wen's name suddenly appeared in it.

Jiang Yuan narrowed his eyes and glanced.

In the 15-second edited video attached to this Weibo, there are several behind-the-scenes shots from the shooting.It was just something for fun, but Jiang Yuan frowned, seeing the clue.

Judging from the costumes, makeup, and scene selection of their crew, the film they are shooting seems to be related to the European manor economy period.

Jiang Yuan keenly captured a scene:

When the two male leads are playing against each other, one of them puts wild berry juice on the lips of the other actor.This ambiguous and charming sentiment just fits the main story core of the nursery rhyme script - the love between gay men.

As soon as this judgment exploded in his mind, Jiang Yuan unconsciously increased his grip on the phone.

Xin Ye's script also happened to have a plot, the maid smeared tempting wild berry juice on the daughter of the manor's family, and personally sent the beloved master out to date the count.

The shots of that scene were not only modified many times by Xin Ye, but Jiang Yuan also designed them very seriously, drawing nearly a dozen versions over and over again, and each set of shots was displayed in categories accurate to the number of seconds, composition, and scene .

This is a scene that has been previewed countless times in her mind, and she will never make a wrong judgment no matter what.

Xin Ye came out of the bathroom, his wet hair hanging half dry on his waist.

She walked to the bed, raised her knees and knelt on the bed, leaned against Jiang Yuan and watched the content on her screen, her eyes were full of curiosity: "What are you looking at?"