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Chapter Thirteen It's a Warm Winter(2/3)

As her body gradually became warmer, Su Yumian's attention returned to the documents on the table. Yi Liao suggested that she take a break, but she refused because the crew would not wait for her. She had to finish writing the lyrics within these two days, and then she devoted herself to sorting out the plot and the emotional lines of the male and female protagonists.

This is a costume drama. From the beginning, the male protagonist appears next to the grassroots heroine, guarding and flirting. In the end, the heroine discovers that everything is used. The plot is not novel, but from the writings of Tang Lin and Jiang Wenyu, many new and delicate details are added to the old-fashioned story. The climax of this drama is that the heroine discovers the truth and confronts the male protagonist with a tragic and beautiful face. The sweeter front is, the more abused the latter is.

Su Yumian buried her head, and the tip of the pen slid around the paper.

In Yilan's opinion, she would frown her eyebrows together when she encountered obstacles, and her little face revealed a miserable feeling.

"Master Su, is there anything I need my help?" Yi Liao leaned over, with a gentle smile on his eyebrows and corners of his eyes.

Su Yumian stuck out her tongue and patted the files stacked on the table: "The plot is so abusive, I'm a little autistic."

She roughly told Yi Lai the plot. Yi Lai's full name was just listening, occasionally raising her eyebrows, and did not react much. So, when Su Yumian asked him about his thoughts, he didn't know how to answer.

Su Yumian patted the table: "Don't you feel heartbroken? Are you very sadistic?"

"Uh..." No.

"I want to send blades to the original author and the two screenwriters in our group now!"

Yidao:? Wife, please calm down, it is illegal.

"If you say you want to send it, send it! I'll go to Taobao to check out the blades. Do you want to invest in the shares together?"

Yi Liao finally couldn't help but burst into laughter when she saw her so angry because of a plot.

Su Yumian immediately collapsed and asked with a look of "You're dead": "Why are you laughing at?"

Yi Liao quickly put his smile back into his stomach and said, "Sorry... I haven't watched many romance dramas, I really can't give you any opinions."

Su Yumian waved generously: "I agree with this reason."

"But I think..." In order to make her happy, Yi Lao still squeezed out a little bit of feeling. "The male and female protagonists confronted each other just because they had different positions, which did not mean that he didn't love her."

"Is that true?" Su Yumian held his cheek and thought about his words.

"Although there are concealment and deception, in my opinion, the male protagonist has long lost his heart to the female protagonist. When the two of them had a peak duel, he should be the one who felt the most heartbreaking."

Su Yumian hurriedly turned the script to that episode - when the male and female protagonists stabbed each other under the snow and moon. Although the male protagonist was indifferent and taciturn, Jianfeng was wiped by the heroine's clothes every time, but he was injured.

Su Yumian was very surprised: "Yijie, you are so good at grasping details!" She suddenly had inspiration in her mind. The pen quickly "swish" on the paper, muttering, "I'll write the lyrics from the perspective of the male protagonist, and write down this helpless feeling of love but not being able to do so."

Yi Liao reached out and rubbed the top of her head, saying, "But in this plot, there is one thing I don't understand very well."

"What?"

"The heroine has always called the hero "husband", but from the plot, they have not gotten married and have not even confirmed their relationship." Yi Liao asked this question very seriously, with clear pupils and clear, and his knuckles hit the table, as if echoing the melody of the heartbeat. His voice was low and he said slowly, "Then why, my girlfriend is still calling my full name? Hum?"

Su Yumian was stunned. The ending of the last syllable of Yidao was slightly upturned, and the calm and magnetic voice lingered in his ears. This was originally a very ordinary question, but it became very ambiguous because of his tone. A heart in Su Yumian's chest was beating wildly, and the palm of his hand holding the pen was wet due to sweating.

She forced herself to calm down and asked, "What should I call you?"

Yi Liao's eyes slid across his cramped smile and he whispered: "What do you think?"

Su Yumian knew the answer he wanted, and looked at him with confidence, but under her calm appearance, she could hardly suppress her heartbeat. Facing his warm gaze, she took a breath slightly, her tongue tip pressed against her lower teeth, and a slender voice slowly leaked out from the gaps between her teeth: "Husband."

Yi Lan stopped. His heart seemed to be gently grabbed by her slender fingers, and his eyes instantly became soft and soft. He was quiet for a while before laughing and said, "I lost."

Su Yumian looked at him in confusion, remembering the "lost a heart" mentioned when he discussed the plot just now. This is probably what it means.

The sunlight shone through the glass window, shining on the two of them warmly. Su Yumian once again was convinced that it was a warm winter.

***

A stone stirs up a thousand waves. For public opinion, this sentence seems to be tailor-made. People with ulterior motives always lurk in the dark, waiting for the flames to rise and pour some oil at any time.

On the third day of the fire case in the calligraphy exhibition, Yilan once again came into the public's eyes because of another incident - a car accident.

The traffic accident dispute between Yi Liao and Aunt Yu was finally settled privately. There is no theoretically worth talking about, but it is because he is Yi Liao.

The videos circulated online are about the surveillance camera above the intersection. The surveillance camera clearly captured Aunt Yu being hit by a car and then got out of the car. The man was wearing a black board and a straight suit. Netizens compared it with Yidao at the speech of the calligraphy exhibition that day and confirmed that he was correct.

Then, under everyone's open mind, the crash was linked to the arson case. Yi Liao, a person who has been a persistent, taciturn and upright image seems to be gradually collapsed, and inevitably, Zhou Qianxi and Yi Mingjie were both pulled out and questioned.

Yizha took a sip of water and calmly glanced at the hot discussions about him online.

Su Yumian casually said, "What are you looking at?"

"Nothing." Yi Jie turned off the phone screen, calm and calm, as if the comments were put on another person, "Have you written the first draft of your lyrics?"

"Not yet, almost."

"What do you want to eat later? I'll make some for you."

Su Yumian's body shook. She was drowsy when she was basking in the sun, but immediately woke up and rushed to Yi Liao to hold his hand tightly. She almost burst into tears: "Your slender and beautiful hands are good for writing. Please give it to me with confidence when cooking. Our calligraphy world in the Great Heavenly Dynasty needs you!"

Yi Dao's expression was a little hurt, a little aggrieved: "Is it that bad for me to cook?"

"No, no, no, it's not bad at all..." In order not to hit him, Su Yumian mobilized all brain cells and his eyebrows were tangled together, "Just...what to say... you need to use a knife to cook, and hot oil will splash out. What if your hand is injured and it is inconvenient to lift the pen?"

She said it very reasonably, and Yidao could not refute it for a while.

A phone call came in. Su Yumian glanced at him and said it was called by Mr. Yi. Su Yumian had a very good impression of this seemingly strict but actually kind old man. He held Yi Dao's arm and wanted to say hello to the old man.

Yi Liao pushed her away and said, "I'll just transfer it for you." After that, he walked into the study and closed the door.

Su Yumian stood there in a daze. Did she... pass over?

She just had a good impression of Yi Liao's grandfather and mother, thinking that they were all very kind elders. However, Yi Liao's current avoidance made her unable to help but reflect, was she taking herself too seriously?

Maybe Yi Lan didn't plan to let her know her family now... As a result, they didn't spend enough time together and hadn't reached this point.

Su Yumian was thinking randomly, holding Brother Cat curled up on the sofa.

In the study, Yi Zao didn't know that she had thought so much about it. When she answered the phone, her grandfather cursed: "You little brat, what are you causing trouble outside? How long will you keep it from me?"

Yi Jie touched his nose: "Grandpa, calm down. Don't you suggest you not to keep surfing the Internet?"

Yi Zhenyu snorted twice and calmed down a little: "What's going on with arson? What's going on with a car accident?"

Yi Lan told Mr. Yi about the general situation. In order to prevent the old man from being too suspicious, he quickly left the topic: "Su Yumian asked me to ask you on his behalf just now."

"Yeah! Thank her for help."

Yidao smiled: "Next time I'll take her to have dinner with you."

"This is almost the same, I'm waiting." Old Master Yi pondered for a moment, and suddenly turned around again, "Talk, have you seen the surveillance video of the fire?"

Yi Liao's face turned cold and he replied, "I've seen it."

"Do you really look like you?" Yi Zhenyu was puzzled, "Can you tell who it is?"

Yi Liao was silent for a moment, his eyes fell on the clouds in the distance, but they were no longer as bright as before. After a while, he said, "It's considered... I can see it."

The man in the surveillance video was wearing a hat and a mask. By comparing it with the objects next to him, we can see that he is tall and has a well-proportioned figure.

Manager Zhang has been thinking about the surveillance for several days.

This matter was originally left to the police station, but he felt a knot in his heart, which was really unjust. These days, except for dealing with the inquiries and doubts of various forces and calligraphers, he spent the rest of his time thinking about the person in the video.

He must admit that at first glance, it really looks like Yilai. In the video, this person is wearing the clothes that Yilai likes to wear the most, and it is difficult for people not to associate it with him. But the longer he watches, the more Manager Zhang feels something is wrong.

If it is Yidao... then he is too stupid? It is impossible to expose such obvious clues that can make people grasp the handle, just based on his understanding of Yidao! This kid is much smarter than his peers.

What made him realize in the end was the beads on Yi Lan's wrist.

Inheriting the habit of the old man of the Yi family, Yi Liao loved to wear beads at a young age, which is well-known in the circle. In recent years, Yi Liao has preferred larger beads, but the "Yi Liao" in the surveillance monitor wore small beads.

Manager Zhang was suspicious and deliberately found the video of the first day of development, confirming that Yi Lan was wearing a big bead that day.

Did it be that on the day of the incident, Yi Lao suddenly wanted to change it to a small bead string? This coincidence was a bit stiff.

After thinking for a long time, Manager Zhang stood by the office window and called his friend at the police station: "Do you want to check the interpersonal relationships of our guests? See what enemies he has." Manager Zhang looked at the freeze-framed picture on the computer screen, "I suspect someone pretends to be him."

***

Su Yumian's lyrics were finalized, and he went to the company to hand over the lyrics.

The director is very satisfied with the lyrics of her version, but whether to adopt it or not will be decided until the solicitation event is over.

On the other hand, the calligraphy documentary project team has also made new progress. The films have been completed and have entered the review stage.

Jiang Wenyu and Tang Lin have already been working on the creation of the next script. At noon, Su Yumian made an appointment with them to hear them tell the story of the new script.

Their meal place is very close to the company and the restaurant is not big, but it is very lively when it comes to meal time. When Su Yumian first joined Chuangyi, she often solved lunch here. The hot airflow in the store formed a distinct temperature difference with the outdoors, and a layer of fog formed on the large glass window. The three of them ordered a few side dishes and sat together. After a few glasses of wine from Teacher Tang, the conversation slowly opened up and asked Jiang Wenyu: "Teacher Jiang, when are you planning to get married?"

Jiang Wenyu said without changing her face: "Next year."

Su Yumian almost squirted out a drink, unbelievable: "Teacher Jiang, do you... do you have a boyfriend?"

Jiang Wenyu's cold eyes scanned her through the lenses.

Tang Lin teased Su Yumian: "You don't know this, Teacher Jiang has a stable boyfriend who has been talking to for seven or eight years."

"Wow." Su Yumian said bluntly, "I'm sorry, Teacher Jiang, I really didn't see it..."

Jiang Wenyu habitually pushed her glasses and said gloomyly: "Su Yumian, do you want to die?"

Su Yumian quickly clasped his hands and begged for mercy.

In the lively atmosphere, Su Yumian vaguely remembered that when she first came to this company, she was so scared of Jiang Wenyu with a poker face. At that time, she would never have thought that she would dare to joke with Teacher Jiang now.

Tang Lin, who had drunk wine, was a gossip. After asking Jiang Wenyu, he started asking Su Yumian again. It seemed that their married male colleagues instantly turned into matchmakers: "Look at your circle of friends that you are single, how about you chat with Yi Chat?" He picked up a peanut and stuffed it into his mouth, and it was almost a plate of melon seeds. "Where has it been progressing? Do we need help from us?"

"How do you know it's Yidao?"
To be continued...
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