After losing the male supporting script

"I like you, do you want to try to date me!"

The young man seriously poured out those words that had been stuffed in his heart for an unbelievable amount of time, and only then did he rarely show a bit of obedience.

Su Jian has always given people the impression that she doesn't care about gossip, and she doesn't care about other things around her except for her firm goal.Whether it's other people's bad words, malicious speculation, or jokes.

But the young man in front of him is rarely disturbed by what others are about to say, just because he is waiting for a reply that is very important to him.

Feng Yan felt that the scene in front of him was somewhat familiar.

It's just that that person has a completely different temperament from Su Jian in front of him, and the situation at that time is also completely different from the warm and romantic present.

As soon as fragments of memories that were too long ago surfaced, Feng Yan waved them away.The current situation made people wait for a long time and gave birth to unnecessary worries, but it was not in his character.

The silvery-white ball of light is watching helplessly the conversation between the host and Mr. Su, it is still not quite able to understand the complex emotions of human beings.But as soon as this special sentence pattern, which was marked separately by the database, appeared, Tuanzi was keenly aware of the change in the atmosphere between the host and Mr. Su.

The little guy waited excitedly for his host's reply, but instead, the internal communication that he hadn't felt for a long time received a request from the host for a long time.

"I know all your identities may be earlier than you imagined, and I invited you here today to give you a surprise." Feng Yan did not give him a direct answer, but put the silver white The little guy put it in the young man's palm, and said seriously, "My answer is also inside."

Her expression faded slightly, as if she had decided that she would not get an answer, Su Jian raised her eyes slightly when she heard this sudden sentence, swept over Feng Yan with serious eyes, and finally landed on the changing facial expression in her hand .

The kaomoji displayed in dotted grids is a bit veneer, because of the little guy's subtle movements, it becomes silly and cute.

In order to find people in the early days, Su Jian had acquainted with Xiang Shaoqing and artificial intelligence.The little guy in front of him is small in size, and he is not a new type of humanoid robot in size, but has a bit of the digital style of the electronic pet he played with when he was young.But before that intelligent reply that didn't look like a machine, and the occasion where the little guy appeared, Su Jian couldn't help but take it a little seriously.

Tuanzi, who was ignored by Xiang Shaoqing and Shao Qing every day, soon looked flattered at Mr. Su, whom he had not seen for a long time, lifting himself up slightly. Those serious and beautiful eyes were slightly different from the previous worlds, but the inner But it is the same soul.

Recovering some calmness, Tuanzi rubbed the temperature of the palm of his hand, and clicked to play the small file sent by the host.

The sound of ancient musical instruments sounded in this room through the small speakers at the back, and the tranquility of the small bridge and flowing water was gradually outlined by the music and emerged in front of the listener.

The murderous backyard, the undercurrent of the officialdom.

The reduced plot is not as full as the full text, but because of the flesh-and-blood characters and the magnificent soundtrack, it is as vivid as witnessing the story that happened in another country.

Su Jian listened carefully to the final product.

Even if you have read the full version of the script beforehand, it is a different experience to hear those lines turned into paragraphs of words spoken by different people with emotion.

Feng Yan watched the young man earnestly waiting for an answer gradually sinking into the script, and a smile appeared in his eyes.He didn't point it out, just watched Su Jian hearing that special place all the way, and was slightly stunned.

"...I never cared about being used by others and becoming a weapon in the hands of others. It's just because I know that if I want to climb to the shoulders with you step by step, the only possibility is to seek the way in danger, which is the only possibility for you and me."

"I know your worries. Your worries are all for my sake. It's not because I don't care about you that I don't want to believe you. It's just because I care too much that I don't want you to bear it alone."

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The plot progresses slowly, from the undercurrent of officialdom's scheming against each other, to the two confessing their hearts to each other.

Xuanhua was written earlier, and the writing style was somewhat different at that time.Simple and straightforward expressions like "I love you" are not popular, but there are often a lot of long-form emotional analysis.At the same time, it is a bit hypocritical, and most of them rely on the level of CVs to cover up this shortcoming when dubbing.

Therefore, this segment of the protagonist's feelings, which is accompanied by the letter, also perfectly reflects the problem of insufficient emotional drama that the young man mentioned not long ago.

Even if the background sound just rightly makes the volume of the confession very light, for the two old people in the circle present, it is enough to notice the obvious part of the drama.

Seeing Su Jian dazed and then continuing to listen seriously, Feng Yan knew that the young man had already figured out the shortcomings of this paragraph by himself.

According to the past impressions that were not too long ago, the vest of the letter was handed over to Mo Lai's countless dry voices.Xuanhua's real drama may have to be delayed for a while.

Feng Yan wasn't in a hurry, instead, he felt a little bit of anticipation.

Looking forward to what kind of transformation the young man who said his lines stiffly at this time will experience because of himself, a little bit more in line with the young son of the Su family in Xuanhua who turns his hands into clouds and turns his hands into rain.

Su Jian, who has returned to her study state, is always very serious.This point has not changed in the several worlds along the way.

The young man's concentrated expression is extremely beautiful, and under the lighting in the room, he looks down and thinks obediently from time to time, which makes people unbearable to disturb.

The two continued to sit quietly on one side and listened to Xuan Hua, which was not a short play at that time.On the contrary, Tuanzi, who was playing this audio, saw the atmosphere around him returning to the beginning, feeling a little anxious.

Just when it thought that Mr. Su's hard-fought confession was going to be ruined by the audio of this radio drama, and it was dissatisfied with it, there was another familiar voice behind the slowly playing ancient music.

"This drama is dedicated to all audiences who like Xuanhua. I also hope that the character I like, the youngest son of the Su family, will also be liked by everyone. This drama is also dedicated to you, cv letter. The first time the lead actor has cooperated, I also hope to continue to cooperate with you in the future..."

The testimonials in the play continued with the CVs of different characters appearing one by one.

Outside the scene, the voice that was played through the recording just now sounded again, but it echoed in the ear more clearly.A deep and slightly smiling voice sounded beside his ears, asking gently: "How about it, my favorite cv, are you interested in a long-term cooperation with Mo Lai?"

"As you wish, let me teach you everything you need for emotional scenes. Mr. Su, would you like to be my boyfriend?"

The young man who was still thinking about the plot suddenly raised his eyes, the bright color in his eyes hardly concealed.He did hesitate for a moment for this somewhat unexpected answer, but quickly nodded his head fiercely the next moment. The sense of urgency seemed to be conveyed from his movements, which made Feng Yan's heart soften, and he It's hot.

The dumpling on the side cut off the formulaic thank you audio at the moment when it sensed something was wrong, and the voice finally stayed on Mr. Su's message it liked.

The man's words were still as simple as ever, a sentence of thanking the crew for thanking the author, more than modest and sincere, but it was very similar to the casual attitude of the master who didn't care about it at all when dealing with people in the world.

It was not at all obvious that he was the same person as the young man who clenched his fists excitedly in front of the host.

"it is good."

Perhaps nodding his head was not enough to show his determination, the young man quickly added another sentence, but the corners of his lips were slightly pursed, but he still couldn't hide the slight smile.

"It's still early today, why don't we go out for a stroll. Someone I know has a recording studio nearby, and I can practice with you." Looking at the timetable that Tuanzi quickly transferred, he made sure that there was nothing else going on behind Su Jian. Most of the exams had come to an end, so Feng Yan raised his eyes and made a proposal.

The young man who can be described as stubborn in everyone's impression is extremely well-behaved this time. Ever since he got the reply that seemed a little dreamy to him, the hard shell that was vaguely wrapped outside has become completely soft.

Hearing Feng Yan's proposal, the young man just nodded seriously, stroking the dumpling in his hand, and stopped expressing his opinion.

Just looking at those serious eyes, you will feel that he fully agrees with your proposal.But if you look carefully, you can also find that after the question is over, there is a clear look in those eyes.Instead, Feng Yan had the illusion that no matter what he said at this time, the other party would agree to it without hesitation.

"Then let's go." Dumbfoundingly, Feng Yan invited the young man who was so obedient that he would do what he said, with softness and helplessness in his heart.Even though he heard footsteps approaching outside the house, he had no intention of hiding him at all.

He has not forgotten that before Xuan Hua, the person who was recognized as the CP of the letter was Xiang Shaoqing who had the title of Child of Destiny.

On the other side, Xiang Shaoqing and Shao Qing, who had just returned from dealing with the company's affairs, noticed some strange sights around them before they went upstairs.

As a public figure, Xiang Shaoqing has often been watched by people around him. Although the juniors and juniors in the neighborhood have become accustomed to the presence of the seniors and weakened somewhat, but with Su Jian's initiative to come to the door later, there is a lot of attention. Less controversy and attention cast.

But this time, Xiang Shaoqing rarely felt that the people around him looked at him quite differently.

That gaze of sympathy and regret intertwined was rare for a person like him who had been excellent with the script of the protagonist since he was a child.

The more critical point is that Shao Qing, who was also by his side, didn't get the same look at all.

what happened?

Xiang Shaoqing paused slightly, the indifference of Mount Tai who had never changed his expression before the collapse of Mount Tai could not resist the profound gazes at this moment, just at this time the girl who lived opposite opened the door with the trash in her hand, and looked at it. Looking around, the people hiding around and watching were also taken aback.

"They haven't come out yet?" The girl's straightforward words made the onlookers pause.

Xiang Shaoqing felt that the special gaze cast on him was more prominent, which made him look at his neat clothes, and he almost looked for a mirror to see if there was any dirt on his face that he hadn't cleaned off.

The girl at the opposite door already strode forward and patted him on the shoulder.

"Senior Xiang, we all guessed wrong."

The girl swept across the emptiness above the man's head with a sympathetic gaze looking at the grassland, and quickly carried the garbage away from Xiang Shaoqing's sight range, leaving no room for him to ask a question.

But soon, the familiar door opened, and the appearance of two figures made him roughly understand the reason for this excitement.