Nepotism

Hey?

Ning Xuan turned around.

"I'm leaving, I want to live with you until then."

Qi Lan sent a big smile with a somewhat domineering attitude, but Ning Xuan nodded vigorously, as if accepting Qi Lan's invitation just now.

Ning Xuan went in to pack her things, Qi Lan stood with her back at the door and breathed a sigh of relief.

She was really afraid that Ning Xuan would refuse, but luckily this kind of thing didn't happen, everything seemed to be off to a good start, if only she had more time.

The screenwriter Da Da and the female No. [-] lived in the same room again.

Everyone is used to it.

On the contrary, Yu Tang was a little envious. She also wanted to talk about life and ideals with the two of them under the quilt, but the first half went smoothly. The three girls nestled on the bed together and chatted very happily. At the stage of being co-sleeped, Yu Tang was dragged off the bed by the two of them and thrown out directly.

Yu Tang was so angry that he slammed on the door outside, until the staff next to him were alarmed, and then he left unhappily.

Time always flies, and a week is fleeting.

"Fang Heng is finished."

At the moment when the last scene was filmed, Director Song walked up to Qi Lan first, and whoever brought out a bouquet of flowers from somewhere, handed it to Qi Lan.

All the crew members were applauding for Qi Lan, which moved her very much.

After the important roles were finished, the crew would get together for a meal as usual. Director Song also made an appearance at the wrap-up banquet, but soon he left the time for everyone and left first.

After everyone laughed and made a lot of noise, the banquet ended.

Only Yu Tang and Ning Xuan stayed to accompany Qi Lan for a walk by the small river next to the film and television base.

Cheng Song, as Qi Lan's assistant, would naturally not be absent from such activities, but Cheng Song, a little green among thousands of flowers, is very self-aware, and he will stay at the end with knowledge and interest, not disturbing the conversation of the ladies.

City B has been raining for several days, and even the small river that is not too wide has surged and surged due to the rain.

For Qi Lan, this period of time was a different experience, like someone who has strayed into the Peach Blossom Spring, saw new things and gained valuable experience.

It's just that next, Qi Lan will return to the road she has been walking on.

Ning Xuan's interest is not high, Qi Lan has already packed her luggage, after tonight, she will leave the crew early tomorrow morning.

On the contrary, Yu Tang looked the same as usual. She had experienced this kind of thing a lot, so she was naturally very open.

"I don't know when the next meeting will be."

Sure enough, it was Yu Tang's style, as soon as he opened his mouth, he wanted to pierce the hearts of the two of them.

Qi Lan simply didn't want to talk to her.

Yu Tang refused to let her go so easily, "What are your plans for the future?"

Before Qi Lan could answer, Yu Tang said to himself, "If you want me to say that you should change careers as an actor with me, although your acting skills were pretty bad at first, but Director Song also said that tonight. You still have potential to be tapped, of course, this is not the most important thing, the important thing is that in this way we still have the opportunity to continue to cooperate, right?"

Yu Tang pointed at Ning Xuan and said, "Screenwriter."

Then he pointed to himself, "Actor."

Her index finger finally pointed to Qi Lan, "It's up to you now."

The moonlight is as gentle as water.

The studio, which had been noisy all day, finally quieted down.

Even if the distance is far away and no one is around, Cheng Song can still hear the conversations of several people.

Everyone is waiting for Qi Lan's answer.

"Me?" Qi Lan cast her gaze into the night sky, "I'm a singer, so of course I'll continue on my original path."

Disappointment flashed across Yu Tang's face for a moment. She had known Qi Lan's background before, and Qi Lan's so-called old road was undoubtedly a road that was not clear.

"The film crew paid you a lot of money, right? You won't ask for more..." Yu Tang said.

Qi Lan smiled at the other party, blinked her eyes, "Not all of them, I still have to live."

Well, as soon as Yu Tang heard this, he knew that life was probably only a small part, and he was afraid that as long as he survived starvation, Yu Tang would continue to use the money he earned from filming to fill that bottomless pit.

It's not like Qi Lan has never done such a thing as releasing records at his own expense.

Yu Tang opened his mouth, wanting to say something more.

In her life, there are only four words: judging the situation and the situation. Qi Lan's thoughts and actions are a bit stubborn in Tang's eyes. She has already stepped into the threshold of an actor with one foot, why not step in with the other foot?

But Qi Lan is very stubborn in her bones. Looking at her eyes, you can tell that she doesn't have too much nostalgia for the life of an actor. On the contrary, when she talks about music and she is a singer, her eyes are shining like stars.

Yu Tang was not reconciled, she pushed Ning Xuan in front of Qi Lan.

"You also say a few words to persuade her." Yu Tang said to Ning Xuan.

Ning Xuan fixedly stared at Qi Lan for a long while, and finally raised her head slightly and said, "Just do what you want."

Qi Lan smiled.

Yu Tang was a little annoyed: "I didn't ask you to say this."

Cheng Song, who was standing not far away, heard the conversations of several people clearly. He looked at Qi Lan's figure from a distance, with a dignified look on his face.

The time of Qi Lan's last night in the crew slowly passed.

The four chatted by the river, took a walk, and then returned to the hotel.

Qi Lan's things were almost packed, and the suitcase and the guitar were quietly placed in the corner. She and Ning Xuan were lying on the bed with their clothes on, and there was no sound in the room.

Qi Lan knew that Ning Xuan hadn't slept either, after all these days they lived together, Qi Lan was still very familiar with Ning Xuan's breathing frequency after falling asleep, but even if she knew that Ning Xuan was awake, Qi Lan didn't know what to say, She's just someone who's not very good at saying goodbye.

The two had nothing to say all night.

The next morning.

Qi Lan sat up from the bed, and Ning Xuan also got up following her movements.

Cheng Song called, and the two of them tacitly understood that one carried the luggage and the other carried the guitar, and went out.

Cheng Song, who was waiting downstairs, saw the two people coming out, so he reached out to take the things from the two and put them into the trunk.

Then he got into the car alone.

Qi Lan is not good at saying goodbye, and Ning Xuan is no different.

"I'm leaving." In the end, Qi Lan spoke first.

Ning Xuan nodded, stepped forward and gently hugged Qi Lan, "Goodbye, Qi Lan."

Qi Lan didn't want this sadness to last too long, she blinked and said to Ning Xuan: "Maybe we will meet again soon."

Ning Xuan smiled, but didn't speak.

Before Qi Lan got into the car, she restrained her expression and apologized to Ning Xuan again.

This sentence of apology really surprised Ning Xuan: "What?"

Qi Lan replied: "I'm sorry, I may have screwed up your role."

Ning Xuan shook her head, "You did a good job."

Qi Lan asked with a smile: "Really?"

Ning Xuan nodded, "Of course."

"That's good."

Qi Lan turned and got into the car, she rolled down the window and waved to Ning Xuan.

Ning Xuan stood here until the car drove out of her sight.

Qi Lan left, and Ning Xuan finally didn't have to go to the ninth floor, but returned to her original twelfth floor.

Maybe it's because of being together for a long time these days, Ning Xuan suddenly felt a little lonely, the room was deserted, and there was no one figure humming a nice melody going back and forth, it was a little scary quiet.

Ning Xuan took out her mobile phone, and there was a small self-made folder in her player, which contained all the genuine songs of Qi Lan that could be found on the Internet.Occasionally, when she feels irritated about revising the manuscript, Ning Xuan will turn over this folder and play it on a loop. Qi Lan's clean and clear voice can often calm her ups and downs.

"Persistence may not achieve anything, but not doing it is tantamount to giving up."

"I want to be a singer."

"What do you think it's called."

"I'm still going the same old way."

Gradually, Ning Xuan couldn't hear what Qi Lan was singing in the earphones, and didn't know which song was played on a loop. She only heard what Qi Lan had said to her.

What a stubborn person, a typical example of not looking back if you don't hit the south wall.

But Ning Xuan just likes Qi Lan's attitude inexplicably, and she feels that she can draw a little strength from it.

Qi Lan wanted to be a singer, while Ning Xuan wanted to be a screenwriter.

original screenplay.

It's not the first time these four words have appeared in Ning Xuan's mind, but they have been denied by herself before, not because she can't write them, but because the road is too difficult. She is a new screenwriter with little reputation, even if An original script was produced, because without the guarantee of the market, investors need to take a lot of risks, and it is difficult to attract investment.

But in contrast, Qi Lan has to release her own songs for all the money, so it doesn't matter how many times she gets rejected, twice if she doesn't work once, and three times if she doesn't work twice...

Just like what Qi Lan said, as long as someone is willing to do it, one day the market will change and the world will change. Even if they can't keep up, at least they can rely on their persistence and hard work to make a difference. People after that paved the way.

This is Ning Xuan's realization.

She sat up suddenly from the bed, just in time to hear Qi Lan's voice coming from the earphone.

"If you love, go crazy..."

Yes, if you love it, go crazy about it.

Ning Xuan took out her laptop, the screen lit up, and she found a folder in the sub-disk.

That folder didn't have a name, but simply wrote a string of numbers, which was a date, and more than two years had passed.

The half-finished work has been lying quietly here for many years, and Ning Xuan herself is filled with emotion when she finds it out now.

She took a deep breath and opened the document, and the familiar story reappeared in front of Ning Xuan. She carefully read her previous works from beginning to end, and then put her hands on the keyboard.

Ning Xuan is full of thoughts and is ready to devote herself to her work.

"Come on, Ning Xuan."

After Ning Xuan cheered herself up, she was about to turn off the music player in her mobile phone. When she saw the singer's name lit up on the screen, she smiled and touched the word carefully.

"Come on, Qi Lan."