Following Qin Yan, Yang Xiaoyu's nervousness was written on her face.

She never sat on the same dining table except her family and her teachers.

It was also Yang’s father and mother who came forward to deal with the relatives’ wedding and drinking.

Now she wants to convince the screenwriter sitting opposite her to change the script.

If it were before, she would have never thought about it.

"What do you call it?"

"My surname is Yao. You can call me Sister Yao or screenwriter Yao. Don't be so nervous, just chat casually." Yaoling held her eyes and introduced herself.

"At least you laugh, don't scare my lovely student." Qin Yan said dissatisfied with Yao Ling's way of speaking.

Yaoling didn't hear Qin Yan's words at all.

He said straight to the point: "I heard you have other ideas about the ending of the script. Can you tell me if you have some ideas?"

Yang Xiaoyu tried to say it simply once, but because she wanted to say too much, she didn't know where to start for a while.

So she picked up her phone, called out the previous write from the cloud document and handed it to Yaoling.

"I've written it down, because the time has been rushing, so look at the ones ahead."

"All have been written? The script you just got yesterday is very fast." Yaoling took the phone, and she was not polite, and she looked it straight away.

Qin Yan sat next to her bored and looked at the recipe.

"Xiaoyu, what do you want to eat?"

"I can do anything."

Yang Xiaoyu held her hands together and placed them on the table, watching Yaoling nervously waiting for her evaluation of the script, and had no intention of eating.

"Then let's just have three servings of pan-fried duck breasts."

Qin Yan casually clicked on the electronic board next to the table a few times.

Time passes little by little.

The fried duck breasts ordered by Qin Yan have arrived, and Yao Ling has finished reading the ending written by Yang Xiaoyu.

"How to say it, it's quite interesting to watch the novel extras of the original work, but..."

“But what?”

"If you change the ending according to your story, all the previous scripts will have to be changed, and there will be a problem of losing the main character."

"But if you act according to the original script, will it be too miserable? There will always be some suspense to make the audience look forward to it." Yang Xiaoyu mustered up the courage to express her opinion.

These are also the writing skills the teacher told her in writing class.

Yaoling took off her glasses and rubbed her nose, "I'm thinking about this question too. Can you briefly say what the final outcome of the villain and his lover?"

"When the villain was about to kill the heroine, his lover came out to stop him, but the hero took the opportunity to kill him."

"But in fact, the villain was not dead, and his soul was secretly hidden by his lover. In the end, when the lover asked the protagonist to help her reincarnate, he secretly brought the soul of the villain to reincarnate together."

"This ending is pretty good, but it needs to be carefully considered in details." Yao Ling nodded and began to enter her number on her phone.

"I personally like this ending very much. I need to go back and discuss it with others. I will leave you a phone number on your phone and I will notify you if there is any news."

"Well, I'm very happy that Screenwriter Yao can stand on my side."

Yang Xiaoyu smiled and took the cell phone that Yao Ling had returned to her.

Seeing Yaoling in a dilemma, Yang Xiaoyu also realized that she was not the only one who had the final say in a movie.

Let's do this first, at least it's a good start.

In the end, Yang Xiaoyu just had a meal with the screenwriter and was sent back to school by Qin Yan.

It's just 8 o'clock.

Getting off Qin Yan's car, Yang Xiaoyu could no longer remember what the fried duck breasts she ate in the restaurant.

Accompanied by the bright moonlight in the night sky, I walked on the way to the girls' dormitory.

Her mind was full of the endings she wrote and the systematic tasks she had written.

Because she promised Qin Yan to participate in the filming of the movie, there was a prerequisite for changing the script, the system has not prompted her to complete the task.

In a blink of an eye, she had already walked downstairs to the girls' dormitory, and Yang Xiaoyu was about to go upstairs.

Her cell phone rings.

"Hey, it's my Yao screenwriter. I called the original author and the investor to ask about your suggestions. There is no problem, but you just need to write down the complete ending. Then we will shoot an extra piece of Easter eggs and put it to the end of the movie."

"No problem, I won't give it to you tomorrow before twelve o'clock."

Knowing that his ending had passed, Yang Xiaoyu happily felt that her heart was about to explode.

"Don't be so anxious, think about it carefully, it will be time the night after tomorrow."

"Speaking of this, thanks to Qin Yan sending your usual photos to directors and investors, saying that you are very suitable for the role of villain lovers, they will listen to your suggestions."

"Well, I will thank Teacher Qin well, and today I would like to thank you for treating me to dinner."

Just now, I was nervous and forgot to thank Qin Yan until I parted. Yang Xiaoyu felt a little guilty.

Yaoling on the phone smiled for the first time when she heard her words.

"I should thank you, but I don't have to take the food to heart. That restaurant is originally an investor, so we don't need to pay for it."

"ah?"

"Don't worry, go to bed well at night, and try to write down the ending tomorrow. See you on the set next time."

After saying this, Yaoling hung up the phone.

Until Yang Xiaoyu walked into the dormitory building, she still felt like she was dreaming.

Until the phone prompted her to pull her back.

"Agree to participate in the filming of the movie Xian Jue Lian, and get 600 points of fate."

"The fate reaches 1,000 points, and you will get one small wish."

Seeing the information on the phone, Yang Xiaoyu quickly accelerated and ran upstairs.

She hid in the corner of the corridor without going back to the dormitory.

"I hope Qiao Yang can also participate in the filming of the movie."

After expressing his wish, Yang Xiaoyu looked at her cell phone.

Until the phone pops up.

"The wish has been fulfilled, and the fate has been cleared."

Yang Xiaoyu then breathed a sigh of relief and took out the platinum ring from the neckline and gave it to her.

Looking at the moonlight, she begged that everything would go well next.

...

In the bar.

Entering the learning space, Qiao Yang sat on the stage, holding a pen in his hand and began to put on the blank page, and was writing a brand new score based on the original score.

This is the first time he has revised someone else's music scores, it is a challenge and a learning process.

"High Mountains and Flowing Water" cannot meet the needs of bar guests, so he needs to make changes like the previous article "Dongfeng Po".

There is only one opportunity, because he is on the stage now. Once he leaves the study space, he faces guests who are about to leave the bar.

Since people who come to the bar to watch the show, they cannot listen to the soothing and peaceful music under the stimulation of alcohol.

Then let this song get crazy.

As the notes appeared in the pen, Qiao Yang's eyes gradually changed.

It is difficult to make a song perfect, but it is not that difficult to make a song go to extreme wildness.

There is no one else in the study space except Qiao Yang.

At the moment when the writing stops, a wild and unruly song "High Mountains and Flowing Water" suddenly rings in the space.

The song was repeated over and over again, and Qiao Yang almost didn't stop his fingers.

quit!

His fingers were still plucking on the guzheng, and Qiao Yang had silently chanted and left the study space.

Compared with the quiet study space, the sound in the bar is much noisy.

But when the song Qiao Yang was playing, people became quiet collectively.

In order to make it more convenient to display, Qiao Yang brought himself into the distance between himself and Guzheng in the space.

Qiao Yang's location was shifted, but no one in the bar noticed it.

The endless sound waves swept towards them like a strong wind.
To be continued...