The other screenwriters in Group A wrote the episode outline almost the same. Everyone wanted to hold another meeting together, and then summarize the information prepared by the documentary project in the early stage and handed over to Su Yumian.

The meeting was scheduled to be ten o'clock, and Su Yumian was about to go out at eight o'clock. Including the time to put on makeup, this was really painful for her, a patient with late-stage lazy cancer.

When Su Yumian arrived at the company, it was already 9:55. She didn't have time to have breakfast and rushed directly to the conference room.

At ten o'clock, Tang Lin sat down next to the projection on time and prepared for a meeting.

Su Yumian's stomach purred in a low voice, and Jiang Wenyu sat next to her and threw a knife at her. She smiled and said, "I'm hungry."

As if in response to her words, the next moment, the door of the conference room was pushed open.

Today, Yijie was wearing a white shirt. The first button was unbuttoned, and the collarbone was faintly visible. There was no decoration on the beads on the wrists all over his body, and it was clean and refreshing.

However, the two big bags of breakfast in his hand were out of place.

At this time, how could Yidao be in the company?

He walked in under the shocked gaze of the group a member, put the breakfast on the table, and said, "For you."

Tang Lin didn't know what this great god meant, so he wiped the sweat from his forehead and said timidly: "Teacher Yi, we have all eaten it."

Su Yumian sat upright, staring at Baozi's eyes glowing.

Yi Zao seemed to sweep towards her inadvertently and said calmly: "Someone didn't eat."

Tang Lin glared at Su Yumian, and the meaning in his eyes was: How can you eat the breakfast the leader bought for you?

Su Yumian lowered her head when she received the signal from Tang Lin. She made a lot of mistakes recently and didn't dare to make rash things.

Jiang Wenyu pushed her glasses and suddenly said, "It's such a coincidence that I didn't eat it."

Everyone looked at the fried dough sticks that were only half left in front of her.

Jiang Wenyu calmly threw the piece of fried dough stick into the garbage basket, then took a bun from Yilan and handed it to Su Yumian: "Try it, I'll eat it again."

Influenced by Jiang Wenyu, the members of Group A finally let go of their courage and divided up the buns, pies and soy milk brought by YiLiao.

Su Yumian chewed the first bite of the bun, paused, and lowered her eyelashes.

The buns are full of memory.

This is the bun in the breakfast shop at the school entrance when she was in school at No. 1 Middle School in City B. The characteristics are obvious, and there is a hint of sweet taste in the meat filling, which is a bit similar to the buns in her hometown.

Su Yumian likes to sleep in. It is difficult to get up early and often enter the classroom with the ringtone. For a while, Yi Lao kept helping her bring breakfast and bought all the flavors of buns in the bun shop.

Su Yumian raised her head, Yi Liao was chatting with Tang Lin, but she didn't notice her at all. She felt that maybe she was worried, so she lowered her head and ate the buns again.

Yi Liao then turned his eyes and looked at her quietly.

Tang Lin followed Yi Liao's gaze and seemed to understand something. Since this art consultant took office, this is the first time Tang Lin has seen Yi Liao show such a gentle expression.

He also followed Yi Lao's Weibo. He thought of the whole page of "Drawing a Boat and Sleeping on the Rain" that often appeared on Yi Lao's Weibo. He looked at the woman who was sitting in the corner and eating buns quietly, and he was even more sure of his guess.

Tang Lin cleared his throat and decided to "betray" his apprentice: "Teacher Yi, this child Su Yumian spoke unruly a few days ago, which troubled you."

"Yeah." Yi Liao withdrew his gaze and said calmly, "It's quite troubled."

Tang Lin grinned and said, "She has been single for a long time and is not very good at speaking."

This sentence is very illogical.

The length of being single has nothing to do with speaking skills, but the sensitive information point lies in the word "single".

Yidao was very helpful, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up. He looked at Tang Lin seriously and said, "Teacher Tang, what kind of book do your group prefer to take?"

"We all like the topics that are easy to be popular!"

Yi Liao narrowed his eyes and said in a good mood: "I will let Mr. Zhou pay attention."

Su Yumian had no idea that she had been "sold". She was wondering why Yi Lan was smiling when she left like a peerless and arrogant person.

As the meeting ended, the "Perfect Sutra" sent a text message to Su Yumian: You still owe me a meal.

Immediately afterwards, he sent another one: I'm free today.

Su Yumian had a black line and replied: Then do you want to have lunch or supper?

Three minutes later, Yidao sent two words: Eat them all.

Su Yumian:???

Su Yumian: Will the company reimburse it?

Yidao: Of course.

Yidao: No.

...

Su Yumian: What does Brother Liao want to eat?

Yidao: You decide.

After the meeting, Su Yumian went directly to the company's parking lot, and Yi Liao was already waiting for her in the car.

Through the car window, Su Yumian could see Yi Lan's silhouette. In seven years, all his edges and corners were polished, and his face lines were sharper. Compared to the clear boy once, he now has more mature male charm in his every move.

Su Yumian was a little stunning. It was not until Yi Liao saw her that she turned her eyes away and opened the door and got into the car.

In front of the car door, Su Yumian saw a person standing by the roadside, and his face looked familiar... It seemed that he was a very famous beautiful screenwriter from the next door.

The other party was also looking here, with interesting eyes.

Su Yumian subconsciously felt numb and her neck shrank.

Yijie asked: "What's wrong?"

"It's okay, can we go and eat Japanese food?"

“Which company?”

"The one next to No. 1 Middle School is here. I wanted to try it when I was in school, but unfortunately I haven't had the chance and I'm a little greedy."

Yi Liao glanced at her: "I deserve it."

"Why are you mad at me again?"

"Who made you transfer to school suddenly?"

Su Yumian touched her nose and said with a smirk: "Oh, my parents' job changes, so I'll go back to my hometown, I can't do anything about it."

Is this true? Yidao is a little unbelievable.

After she transferred to school, Yijie looked for teachers and classmates, and everyone told him that she left City B because of changes in her family’s work.

At that time, Lin Mingming said: "She should hate this school very much, right? She hates everyone here, except me." Then she smiled as if she remembered something, "I'm joking. For the specific reason, you go and ask her yourself, if you can contact her."

It is indeed as Lin Mingming said that Su Yumian’s phone number is no longer needed, and the QQ is not available. At that time, WeChat was not popular, and she was like she evaporated from the world.

It's very strange, it feels more obvious.

During these seven years, this doubt has not been forgotten by him over time, but it will pop up in his mind from time to time.

During the summer vacation of a certain year in college, Yi Liao made a special trip to S City and walked all the bustling streets back and forth many times, but he did not encounter the figure that he had been thinking about for a long time.

Unexpectedly, he actually met her in his uncle's company.

That day, when the office door was pushed open and Su Yumian's face was exposed intact, it seemed like a "bang" in his mind. The dark clouds that had been accumulated for a long time suddenly exploded, and light sprinkled in without reservation.

Therefore, he has been in a good mood these days and almost always refuses people who come to ask for words. Some people in the industry even guess that he has no money, so he will write to others so seriously because he is out of the ordinary.

Those ununcleaned knots became less anxious. As long as Su Yumian was still under his nose, it would be no big deal to get the answer later.

Thinking of this, Yi Liao had a smile in his eyes.

The Japanese restaurant chosen by Su Yumian is not large in size and has exquisite decoration. There are no people on weekdays at noons. It is very quiet and suitable for people like Yidao who don’t like to make trouble.

Su Yumian was wearing her hair today, with her long and soft hair hanging on her shoulders, and her hair ends were slightly curled. She looked like a small animal under the warm yellow light. She was a little restrained when she was eating, and she didn't look at her eyes, as if she was afraid of him.

Yi Liao said softly: "Have you seen it at No. 1 Middle School after you return to City B?"

Su Yumian half raised her eyes, then suddenly lowered her eyes, and said, "Not yet."

"Do you want to go together?" Yi Jie used chopsticks to click the discs and said carelessly, "Next month, our class will be reunited."

Su Yumian was stunned for a moment, and realized that Yi Liao was talking about the class where the two of them were in No. 1 Middle School.

"I won't go," she quickly refused, "I stayed in that class for a short time and many people didn't know each other."

"Lin Mingming is going too."

"I... really don't have time to prepare for the documentary project, and there are still a few songs to write lyrics. I'm so busy that I don't have time to sleep." Su Yumian said with a bitter face and grievance, "I've had dark circles recently."

The straight steel man Yidao looked at it carefully and asked, "Where is it?"

"The concealer is covered." She said seriously.

"Oh." Yi Liao thought, "Then I will help you apply for an extension of your working hours."

Su Yumian:?

Why did she forget that the person in front of her has a very strong say in the project.

Su Yumian took a bite of sushi in a depressed mood, and quickly fabricated other reasons in her mind, not knowing that a white rice grain was stained with the corner of her mouth, like a mole growing on the corner of her mouth.
To be continued...