if relics could talk

Qin Yi's mood at the moment is indescribable.

Ever since he met Tao Le, Tao Le has always been happy and happy. Even if she is attacked by people on the Internet, she can quickly adjust herself. Adjust yourself to the past.

But this time is completely different.

Tao Le completely collapsed from self-confidence to self-esteem.

She really discovered the problem, and she really felt the difficulty.

The key is that you may not be able to think of good ideas and writing methods even if you are struggling.

And this time it's not a question of whether to work hard or not, but a clear feeling that my hard work has not had much effect, and the effect of writing is still problematic.

Only problematic scripts will make actors feel awkward during rehearsals.

This is also thanks to Di Han and the others who think hard and are not the kind of monk who hits the clock for a day, so when they find a problem, they have no choice to deal with it, and they are still trying their best to find a way to solve it.

But the problem of the whole script is obviously not something that an actor of a certain role can solve through his own performance.

This is what Tao Le is most depressed about right now.

If a problem is found, it can be solved immediately. Everyone brainstorms, no matter whose idea it is, as long as it is good, it can be used.

The biggest problem now is that there is no good solution.

Tao Le's emotions have completely collapsed now, and he can't even think about the problem calmly, let alone think of a solution.

She cried so much that she began to choke, unable to stop at all, it had become a conditioned reflex.

Her eyes were also swollen from crying, Qin Yi kept kissing her eyes and stroking her back with his hands to comfort her.

When Tao Le finally calmed down, Qin Yi was willing to let go of her, carried her back to the passenger seat, fastened her seat belt, and then drove home.

After returning home, Tao Le soaked in the bathtub for a long time, until Qin Yi finally went to knock on the door worriedly, and she said in a nasal voice, "I'll be right out."

Qin Yi didn't have to break her alone environment, but continued to soak like this, worrying that she would be hypoxic.

After Tao Le wrapped herself in Qin Yi's big bathrobe, Qin Yi handed her a cup of freshly warmed milk.

"Take a good rest after drinking. Let's talk about tomorrow if we have anything to do."

But Tao Le couldn't sleep at all. She was wearing a facial mask, her eyes were still red, and the white mask paper made her even more red and cute.

"But I can't sleep."

When Tao Le spoke again, his voice was hoarse.

"Shall I tell you a story?"

Qin Yi really has no experience in coaxing girls.

From childhood to adulthood, Xiaobai was the only person he had contact with the most and needed his pampering.

However, Xiaobai is still a troublemaker, and Qin Yi is only willing to be honest every time after cleaning up.

So the experience of coaxing people is indeed very blank.

Tao Le shook his head: "What stories can you tell? It's definitely not as good as my dad's. He also knows how to quote scriptures. It's very interesting."

"Then I need to find time to learn more stories from Uncle Tao, otherwise I won't be able to lull people to sleep in the future."

Tao Le forced a smile with the corners of his mouth pulled.

"You don't have to smile so forcedly for me," Qin Yi went over and gently pinched her chin, not caring if the essence on the mask rubbed off, "You don't have to hide any of your emotions, whether you are happy or not, I will accompany you you together."

"You remind me of my dad like that."

"It's the second time I've competed with Uncle Tao tonight, and it's obvious that I still lost."

"My mother also experienced these things when she was a ballet dancer, and my father accompanied her. At that time, my mother didn't dare to mention these things to my grandpa, so I could only vent to my father."

"Uncle Tao must have given her a great sense of security."

"That's why I was tricked by my father."

"Is your mother happy after all these years?"

"I didn't ask, but it seems quite happy."

Tao Le sniffed, wrapped herself in the quilt on the bed in the air-conditioned room, and continued: "My mother is an experienced person. She knows that it is not easy to do something, and she has already reminded me vaguely, but that At that time, I didn’t know the heights of the heavens and the earth, and I still thought that I must be fine.”

It's not that the time has not come.

The problem that I was sure I would not encounter so long ago came to me at the most critical time.

Although Tao Le has been following Qin Yi's words and trying to change the topic as much as possible, but what should be thought is still lingering in his mind.

Now is a very inappropriate time to discover such a serious problem.

If we found out in the past that the battle hadn't been so big, and so many people hadn't been pulled into the water, now there are so many Party A paying attention to and investing in their projects in various ways, and Di Han and the others also made this stage play As a graduation project.

If it gets stuck, everyone's hard work will be in vain.

Tao Le couldn't bear such a big responsibility.

She couldn't help but started to cry again, and the tears were intertwined with the mask.

How can I be so strong, I still want to cry when I encounter problems that cannot be solved.

Qin Yi hugged her through the cup: "Actually, there is nothing embarrassing to admit failure. After all, we are still young. Of course, it is the most ideal state to succeed in one fell swoop, but if it fails, it is normal. I took such an opportunity abroad. What a big prize, didn't you get rejected when you came back?"

"You are a matter of experience, and I am a matter of ability. Can this be the same?"

"It's my ability. The traditional culture that I don't understand is a hard problem, but you are a problem of experience. You just haven't been exposed to stage play scripts before. Frankly speaking, the time we set for ourselves is really too tight. A The creation cycle of a TV drama script is often one to two years, or even several years, and that is still a mature screenwriting team, so don’t put too much pressure on yourself.”

"But the problem now is that the script must be finished before Di Han and the others graduate, and they have to reserve time for rehearsal..."

"It's no problem for your script to be handed in as their graduation drama, and their teachers are more likely to give them grades from the performance, not because there is a slight gap between the script and the real stage script. affect their grades.”

"But..." Tao Le sniffed again, "Assuming you're right, what about Li Yiming? What about Captain Zhao?"

"These are things that can be adjusted through communication, and it's not like you can't write them out..."

"I just can't write it," Tao Le calmly interrupted Qin Yi, "I've lost my mind, Qin Yi, am I very selfish and useless? I really can't write it... ..."

It turned out that it was not as difficult as I imagined to admit my inadequacy and incompetence.