revived

"Sit down first." Gu Yueyan moved a chair from the study to the drawing board, pressed Ren Hao's shoulders and let him sit down slowly: "Raise your arms, don't move, I will give you medicine." Even if Ren Hao just rescued Over her, Gu Yueyan still had that serious appearance, and he was still neither hot nor cold, neither salty nor mild towards him.

"I'll do it myself." Ren Hao struggled nervously, seeing Gu Yueyan frowned and remained silent, Fang hesitantly stretched out his hand obediently, letting the cotton swab soaked in medicine to rub on his elbow.

Gu Yueyan's movements were very unfamiliar, after she wrapped it in gauze and tape, Ren Hao repeatedly thanked her.

Putting away the potion, Gu Yueyan turned to look at him: "Have you eaten yet?"

Ren Hao subconsciously shook his head, paused suddenly, and nodded quickly: "Eat, eat, you don't have to work, I'll go home now." In this life, even though the trouble of scars has been eliminated, even though many women have been in contact with, but The tension in my heart still couldn't be dispelled.

Ren Hao is very conflicted now.

She wanted to get along with Gu Yueyan more, but she was afraid.

"It's so late, let's call home first." Gu Yueyan smoothed the hair from her sideburns behind her ears, turned around and walked towards the kitchen, "I'll cook, and I'll leave after eating."

Ren Hao opened his mouth, but he still couldn't refuse. He walked slowly to the living room with monotonous and old-fashioned decoration, and sat there waiting for her.

Scrambled eggs with tomatoes, cucumbers with pike, and tofu in oil are all easy home-cooked dishes.

"I'm not very good at cooking, so I'll just eat." Unlike her at school, Gu Yueyan, who was wearing an apron, suddenly had a bit of a homely woman's sweet temperament, "See if it suits your appetite."

After Ren Hao thanked him, he couldn't wait to take a piece with his chopsticks and put it in his mouth. He blinked and looked at Gu Yueyan: "Thank you, it's really delicious."

Ordinary dishes, ordinary taste, but after eating it, Ren Hao felt a warm feeling of happiness, very comfortable.

"Break your fingers and count, there are only a few things I can do." Gu Yueyan herself took a cup of coffee with five spoons of sugar and sat on the chair opposite Ren Hao, looking at him who was devouring it with complicated eyes, and went up The eyelids drooped suddenly, and a trace of gratitude flashed across the pupils, "Thank you for what happened just now, thank you."

Ren Hao was taken aback, put down his chopsticks and waved his hands: "No, no, I should, I should."

Gu Yueyan didn't bother with this topic anymore, drank a few sips of coffee with a high sugar content, and immediately fell on Ren Hao's arm that couldn't help rubbing his waist, meditating and frowning: "You just don't listen to me asking you to go to the hospital for an examination, alas, I Go change your clothes first, and after you have eaten, I will give you a massage."

"You give me a massage?" Ren Hao stared blankly for a moment, then quickly withdrew his right hand that was rubbing his waist, and put it in front of him: "Don't, you must be exhausted after hanging on the second floor for so long just now , I'm really fine, thank you for the dinner, I have to go home."

Chapter 87 Massage, Sister, Exam

Give me a massage?

Isn't this a joke?

Ren Hao got up to leave.

Gu Yueyan, who stepped into the bedroom, suddenly turned around, looked at him for a while, and said two words faintly from his lips: "Sit down and wait for me." There was something irresistible in those words.

Seeing the door closing slowly, Ren Hao scratched his head depressedly.

Although the hip was twisted a bit and it was painful, but he really didn't want Gu Yueyan to massage it.

It's not that Ren Hao is hypocritical, he always feels that it's too embarrassing to say that.

Just when Ren Hao was feeling anxious, Gu Yueyan, who was wearing a small brown cotton shirt, pushed the door and came out, rolled up his cuffs, and made room sideways: "Come in."

Ren Hao smiled bitterly: "It's still not necessary."

Gu Yueyan shook his head: "It's okay if you don't let me rub it, let's go, let's go to the hospital for an examination." Seeing him smacking his lips and saying nothing, Gu Yueyan hugged his shoulders and pointed his forearm with his index finger: "Have a good time, come with me quickly House, lie down on the bed and don’t move.”

"This...that..."

Seeing that there was nothing to do, Ren Hao sighed slightly, and obediently entered the bedroom.

Following Gu Yueyan's command, Ren Hao hesitantly laid down on the white single bed, hugging the pillow with both hands, and resting his chin on it.

Two seconds later, Gu Yueyan pressed his palm on his waist through the clothes, exerted a little force, raised his eyes to pay attention to Ren Hao's face, saw that he didn't have any pain expression, and then added some strength, which was not very professional continue to massage.

"Did you twist your waist when you landed?"

"Well, maybe it's because you don't care about it. I guess it will be fine tomorrow."

Gu Yueyan talked to him, "If you have a problem, you have to go to the hospital, don't take it seriously, you are young now, and your body is hard, but when you are old, you have to recover the debts you owed when you were young, um, How are you, feeling better?"

"It's much better, thank you." Ren Hao's attention was all on the palm of his waist, whether it was comfortable or not, he didn't care at all.Ren Hao turned his face to the side: "Mr. Gu, I see that you rub your neck a lot during recess. Is your cervical spine bad?"

Gu Yueyan smiled wryly and nodded: "I loved reading when I was in school, and I had to keep my head down for almost half of the day. Alas, after so many years, my cervical spine has fallen out of order, and I always feel like it's twisted. Maybe I can move around. You can get over it, maybe it won't be better in half a month."

Ren Hao looked worried: "Then you should pay more attention."

"Well, it's an old problem. I rub it by myself when I'm fine." Perhaps because her hands were tired, Gu Yueyan crossed her hands together and moved around. Looking at Ren Hao who was staring at her tightly, she frowned and thought for a while , suddenly said: "Did you take what you said last time seriously?"

Ren Hao didn't respond: "What are you talking about?"

Gu Yueyan hesitated for a while, then Fang said seriously: "Didn't you say that you want to recognize me as your sister?"

Huh?

There is a door!

"Oh..." Ren Hao suddenly said: "It's serious, I have always wanted to have a sister, this, you see..." In fact, I have always wanted to have a girlfriend.

Gu Yueyan nodded noncommittally, looked at him, and then murmured: "It's not impossible for me to be your sister, but I have one condition, um, maybe a test is more appropriate."

"Uh, you said..."

"After a while, there will be a test, which is also the first test after you enter school. If you can get good results, then I will consider it."

Ren Hao's face was a bit dumbfounded: "Then, how many points do I need to pass the test?"

Gu Yueyan regained some strength, massaged him like a little wife, and said: "I don't care about other subjects, you are the representative of the Chinese class, as long as you pass the Chinese score, well, if you have to set a standard, Just 99 points."

"Huh? 99 points?"

If you can get 99 points in the college entrance examination, it should be regarded as a good score, but Ren Hao knows that the test papers for their freshmen in high school this year, the full score is not [-]!

It's one hundred!

The full score is one hundred!

"Isn't this too difficult?" Ren Hao looked at her with a sad face: "For a score of 99, no mistakes are allowed in the selection, filling in the blanks, and questions and answers, and the composition must be nearly full?"

He has worked as a publishing editor, but he has almost forgotten those basic things.Not to mention that these days, Ren Hao is so focused on making the script of "DEATH-NOTE" that he didn't learn any Chinese at all.

"If you don't get a high score, my dad won't agree."

your dad?

What does it have to do with your father when you are my sister?

Gu Yueyan's words made Ren Hao a little puzzled, but after thinking about it, he understood what she meant.In Ren Hao's view, recognizing her sister is a very casual thing, to put it bluntly, it's just a title, but it may be due to Gu Yueyan's traditional concepts, her understanding is completely different from Ren Hao's.

Ren Hao guessed that the "brother" that Gu Yueyan understood would at least take her home and introduce her to her parents.

"I...let me try." Ren Hao gritted his teeth and agreed, "But if you don't get the score you asked for, then..."

Ren Hao was looking for a way out.

Gu Yueyan's palm stopped moving: "Your foundation is very good. If you listen carefully in class, you won't fail to score. Well, I have been observing you for several days, and I found that your mind doesn't seem to be on study. Mind wandering, not even my class."

There are small rectangular windows on the front and back doors of the classroom, and it is obviously easy to detect a situation.

"I didn't..." Ren Hao wanted to turn over and explain, but his body was held down by Gu Yueyan. He could only turn his head sideways and say, "I didn't lose my mind, especially your class, I listened well."

"Well, it's true, you listened very attentively to my class." Gu Yueyan gave a rare smile, and that smile was a bit dumb, and suddenly, Gu Yueyan stared closely at his eyes: "But you seem to be focusing on the wrong place, Other students are focusing on their own books, but what about you, where is your attention?"

Ren Hao blushed, and quickly turned his head away.

"I've always been very strange, and I've always wanted to ask you." Gu Yueyan looked at the back of his head lightly: "Is there something wrong with my hairstyle? Or something wrong with my clothes? Why do you spend 10 minutes in a class of 38 minutes?" looking at me?"

"Huh? I didn't look at you? Oh, yes, I have a habit of having to look at the teacher to concentrate when listening to lectures, otherwise I will often lose my mind, ha ha, ha ha..."

"Really?" Gu Yueyan looked at him.

"Yes, yes." Ren Hao stood up and said to Gu Yue, who was half-hips sitting on the edge of the bed, "Thank you, Mr. Gu, it's too late, I have to go home, um, I will take care of the exam." Do your best."

Ren Hao fled away.

Chapter 88 Questions About Scripts

The next day.

Friday, 43:[-] p.m.

Ren Hao took out the key and was about to open the door and enter the house. Suddenly he found that the door was unlocked, pushed the door and stepped in, and saw his mother Zhuo Yuqin sitting on the small bed in the outer room with her chin in her hands, muttering in her mouth. talking about something.

"Mom, why did you get off work so early?" Ren Hao threw his schoolbag on the washing machine and walked over quickly.

He guessed that his mother was still troubled by the dispute between him and his father's colleagues that day, Ren Hao sighed inwardly, feeling a little guilty.

Zhuo Yuqin raised her eyelids slightly: "Qi Rong called me and said that someone might come to measure the meter of the house in a while, so I hurriedly asked for leave and came back." After a pause, Zhuo Yuqin sighed: "After the measurement this time , and soon to move, hey, where do you think we are going? South or west? "

"I don't care, you and my dad book it."

"North and east are definitely not acceptable. Housing prices there are expensive. Well, I'll call your uncle tonight and discuss it."

Ren Hao has changed my uncle's history. If the company is still there, he will definitely be able to help with the relocation.

In fact, Ren Hao originally planned to pay for the house on his own so that the family could live a good life, but thinking about it now, he was indeed a little too naive.

The production of animation is a long-term process. Naturally, it is impossible for him to get all his manuscript fees at once. In that case, Ren Hao can't do much to move and buy a house.

bell bell bell...

"I'll answer the phone."

Ren Hao went into the back room and connected the phone with a wireless extension: "Hello, who is it?"

"Excuse me, is Mr. Ren Haoren at home?"

Ren Hao's expression was slightly shocked, and he turned around and sat flat on the bed: "I am Miss Shang, right?"

If it's not very important, Shang Qing usually tells Ren Hao in ICQ, since a call comes, it means...

The two exchanged pleasantries for a while, and Shang Qingfang talked about the business, "Mr. Ren, um, that's right, the main members of the production team have basically been finalized, but now there are some differences of opinion on the script, and the supervisor, Mr. Taniguchi Wutong, is very dissatisfied." I agree with your thirteen-episode script, and he hopes to make it according to your original 37-episode script, do you think?"

In this regard, it is not that Ren Hao cannot compromise, but based on various considerations, the former is obviously more beneficial to him now for the thirteenth episode and the thirty-seventh episode.If he could fight for it, Ren Hao didn't want to give up.

"What's wrong with it?"

"Well, Mr. Taniguchi is by my side now, so if he says something, I will translate it for you. Do you think it's okay?"

"Okay, please speak." Ren Hao covered the microphone and cleared his throat.

Then, there was a burst of dense Japanese on the other end of the phone, but Ren Hao didn't understand a word.

After a while, Shang Qing organized her words and said slowly: "Mr. Taniguchi said that your original script was very complete. If you just divide it into three parts, it will definitely have a bad impact on the whole work. It can almost be For sure, the ratings and other aspects will drop significantly, he hopes you will think about it, it is best to make it according to 37 episodes."

Ren Hao patted his forehead and said: "Please tell him that if it is divided into three parts, the production time will only be slightly delayed. After all of them are played, there will still be 37 episodes. There is no essential change. Well, if there is no It is definitely impossible, but, to put it in an unlucky word, if the ratings of "DEATH-NOTE" do not meet the expected investment effect, the production of [-] episodes is enough to avoid unnecessary losses, isn't it?"

In fact, Ren Hao didn't know that it was ridiculous to discuss the issue of avoiding losses with the supervisor.The question that every supervisor considers is how to make the animation perfect, not something outside the circle. It doesn’t make any sense for them to lose or lose. After all, supervisors are not investors.

Although he couldn't understand what Taniguchi Wutong said, Ren Hao could still hear the resoluteness in his tone.

The two exchanged for about 10 minutes, but they couldn't reach a consensus.

In desperation, Ren Hao let out a deep breath: "In this case, um, let's follow Mr. Taniguchi's opinion. I will finish the script in the near future. It is the script of episode 37."

To put it bluntly, Ren Hao is just a nobody, while Kukou Wutong is a well-known supervisor. Ren Hao doesn't know if Sunrise will adopt his script if he insists on producing [-] episodes.

Ren Hao didn't dare to bet on this bet.

He needed the money, badly.

Taniguchi Wutong's denial disrupted all of Ren Hao's original plans, and even changed many parts of the script. Ren Hao smiled bitterly, feeling a little depressed.

Holding the phone in his hand, he could only hear Shang Qing conveying his meaning to Taniguchi, "I'm sorry, Mr. Taniguchi, Mr. Ren still insists on producing thirteen episodes, and he said that he will discuss it with Mr. Kawaguchi later."

Ren Hao was taken aback, and sat up on the bed in a daze: "Miss Shang, what do you mean? I remember that I agreed to the script of episode 37 just now, what do you do?" Shang Qing said that sentence very slowly, Coupled with the simple language, Ren Hao understood everything.

He didn't expect Shang Qing to make up her own mind, and didn't convey her meaning well!

"Wait a minute, I'll explain to you later." Shang Qing's voice was very low.

About 3 minutes later, Shang Qing's voice sounded again, "Mr. Ren, I'm really sorry, I think you really wanted to follow the thirteen episodes, so you said those things privately, I'm sorry..."

Ren Hao didn't speak, he was waiting for Shang Qing's explanation.

"Well, let me tell you this, on the eve of production, if the supervisor questions the script and wants the script designer to change it according to his wishes, then the script designer can agree to the change, but if the producer questions the script, then the script designer is not It can be changed, it must be changed.”

After savoring Shang Qing's words, Ren Hao suddenly understood: "In other words, the producer has more power than the supervisor?"

"You can't say that, hehe, um, but at least in the preliminary planning stage, it is like this." Seeing that Ren Hao didn't show signs of getting angry, Shang Qing breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Mr. Hekou has thought a lot, you When talking about reducing losses, he naturally took it into consideration, so Mr. Kawaguchi very much agrees with your thirteen-episode script, as long as Mr. Kawaguchi nods, then the thirteen-episode script will not be changed again."

"Is Mr. Kawaguchi there?"

"Sorry, the producer should go to solicit investment now. If you want to discuss with him, I will contact you later."

"No, no, I just want to ask, has the investment come down?" Ren Hao is still very anxious about this, "When will the production start?"