After the white moonlight cuts the black

The novel and screenplay for "Dear Man at the Window" were completed over the summer.

This is the second time they have tried the synchronous writing method. Yan Hui's novel progressed more than 20 chapters faster than Meng Huaiming's. He wrote that the protagonist Ye Ziqing lost his best friend and was alone and drunk on the street on a rainy night. The first lines are finalized.

This is a drama that is destined to be popular, in every sense, it will be popular, and it will be popular.

The urban emotional drama "Honey Pot", which was used to test the water, received an unexpectedly good response. The director chatted with Meng Huaiming privately and asked him where to dig out such a treasure, as if he was born for the market.

Did he really come from writing fairy tales?

The director sent a red envelope to ask, how did he know the market trend so well, even without our support, he would still be able to attract a large number of fans in a few years.

"Honey Pot" is Yan Hui's transformational work. Without Meng Huaiming behind the scenes, maybe he would write fairy tales for a lifetime.

It was Meng Huaiming who saw Yanhui's potential.

He was sitting in the second row when the movie "Little Lulurong and His Forest Township" adapted from fairy tales was screened, and the first row was the director, screenwriter, artist, dubbing and original author.

Yan Hui was sitting on the right hand side, and Meng Huaiming could see his profile when he shifted his gaze a little.

If this wasn't an animated movie with no real actors, Meng Huaiming would have regarded him as some star who had just debuted.

The beauty of Yanhui is an intermediate value in an absolute sense, and there are not many people who can achieve the definition of beauty on this value.

It is not dazzling or sharp, and it is a beauty with a high degree of comfort.

The two ends of the face value are often strong, beautiful and feminine, which should not be too much. After removing makeup, the middle value is often the most difficult to grasp.

He has a fair complexion, and the contours of his side face are delicate and smooth. The silver-framed mirror image placed between the bridge of his nose is a bridge that connects the thorough spiritual window with the outside world. His lips are plump and soft, and the corners of his mouth are very vivid.

Meng Huaiming has seen so many starlets, even without deliberate training, he still has the ability to "see acquaintances". Relying on his first sense, he can deduce how far they can go on the road of interpretation, and whether they are worth the first-hand packaging.

Based on Yan Hui's profile, Meng Huaiming concluded that if this person had a team to tailor his development direction, he would definitely be portrayed as the big brother next door in a girl's fantasy. It is best to wear a white shirt, ride a bicycle, and speak in a gentle tone. , like a considerate and careful male number two.

He gives people a comfortable feeling, not only his face, but also Shen Ning's temperament.

This is the result of tempering the day after tomorrow.

There are differences in aesthetics, but the commonality will not change. Excessive harshness and mediocrity are not all ideals, and comfort in the popular sense is an ordinary requirement.

This person's appearance is based on Meng Huaiming's aesthetics.

After the movie ended, Meng Huaiming heard the director say to the young man beside him: "You wrote this book. I don't want to sleep while watching the movie. After watching the movie, I just want to go home and sleep with my wife and children until dawn."

It's actually a colleague?Meng Huaiming didn't remember such a face in the industry.

Judging by his age, he might be a fresh graduate.

In fact, Yan Hui has graduated for two years and is younger than the same class. He skipped a grade in high school and his grades were able to enter a first-class university in the country. I filled in an ordinary local normal college, found an ordinary clerical job after graduation, and helped my sister's bookstore during the holidays.

Yan Hui's education is his weakness, and now it is popular to outsource young writers with high education and good looks. Fortunately, his good looks are online, and he entered the industry as a fairy tale author, so the normal school is a selling point.

He hasn't posted any photos on the Internet, but when he met readers at the offline signing, rumors about his good looks spread online, which even he himself thought was exaggerated.

Netizens joked that it's a good thing that Ash didn't go to school, otherwise they would have to find ways to go back to school to re-study.

Good looks are always favored.

In fact, Yan Hui had many suitors in high school, but he didn't agree to any of them. He discovered his sexual orientation very early, but kept it a secret.

Yan Hui didn't major in teacher education. His mother secretly changed his wish and ended up studying finance because he thought it would make him a lot of money, but it didn't really work that way.

After his fairy tale book was published, Yan Hui's mother was still happy for a while, and she told everyone that it was a wise choice for them to let Yan Hui study in a teacher's school, otherwise how could they write a book for children.

That was the year their family relationship was more relaxed.

When her mother was complacent, Yan Hui once again "disappointed": "What about my sister? Why didn't you let her study? She really wanted to go to a normal school, and she was much smarter than me."

Yan Hui's mother was surprised: "Women still have to learn to take care of their children?"

This leads to endless and meaningless disputes.

On the other hand, Meng Huaiming, who is ranked top 1 in the university, has studied drama abroad for a year.

But he clearly knew the gap between him and Yan Hui.

Yan Hui's talent is not only focused on appearance, but also on writing. When it is full, it is about to overflow, but it is firmly locked by a cover.

And this cover is called "channel".

Platform channels can tap potential stocks, but it should not be an attempt to turn a grain of sand into gold, and then turn gold into the sun.

"That will definitely come to pass." When talking about this topic, Yan Hui was biting his pen and struggling with the arrangement of a plot.

Seeing him biting the pen again, Meng Huaiming casually opened a pack of chocolate bars, and Yan Hui spat out the pen, sat up and waited for the feed.

Meng Huaiming dangled the chocolate bar in front of him, and Yan Hui's eyes moved accordingly, with a cat-like demeanor. Meng Huaiming was in a good mood, and asked him what was the reason.

"Sand and gold, it depends on the situation. Of course, gold is precious, and the sand that hatches turtle eggs is more useful than gold, but it's just a grain of sand, and a piece of gold won't make much difference. If it becomes the sun, it will be different.”

"The sun is meant to shine on the world. It is not easy for anyone to make the sun out of sand or gold."

"That's too dangerous." Yan Hui took advantage of his inattention and bit the food from his hand, "Raise the sun up, but it's hard to protect itself, it's gold and it melts, maybe you can get away with it, it's sand It will be exposed, not only harming those who are looking forward to the sun, but also harming themselves."

"But no one wants to be sand. What is the way out of sand? Just to hatch eggs for turtles?"

"What do you mean there is no way out? Sand can't live. What is the way out?"

"That was not what I meant."

"It's not completely impossible." Yan Hui thought for a while: "There is another way, don't change, stick to the idea..."

"What do you mean?" Meng Huaiming wiped away the debris from the corner of his mouth.

The cat who succeeded in stealing food said cunningly: "Become a pearl."

Yan Hui by the door put on a down jacket that didn't fit well.

The headlights were turned on in the living room, and the bedroom behind him was pitch black. In the black and white complementary environment, Yan Hui was like a hidden pearl.

But the pearl was not the one she had hoped for.

He crossed his arms and saw that the two stopped fighting and looked at him, so he read without any sincerity: "Don't fight."

This sentence was like a needle, piercing the atmosphere of the arena with a puff.

How the current situation looks like a low-cost idol drama.

Yan Hui's lines were too "timely".

Zhao Hao shoved Meng Huaiming, and stood up straight with the help of the table, his murderous intent was still there, and he yelled at Yan Hui: "Get out!"

Meng Huaiming also stood up holding his stomach, wanting to pull Yan Hui away, but Yan Hui took a step back, half of his face sinking into the darkness of the bedroom.

He actually listened to Zhao Hao's words, but before closing the door, he said to Meng Huaiming: "Please straighten out the cause and effect, what did you see?"

"Wait." Meng Huaiming held down Zhao Hao who was already driving him out, and between fists and elbows, he still had time to shout: "What's wrong with you?"

"Meng Huaiming, look clearly."

Yan Hui stopped closing the door and walked in front of him.

When he pronounced Meng Huaiming's name clearly, Zhao Hao gave them a strange look, and loosened his grip a little.

"I'm fine. The drama you imagined in your mind has not been staged. Can't you see what I'm doing?"

When he said this, he raised his jaw slightly, and the white neck exposed to the air was dotted with red marks, extending under the black down jacket.

He probably didn't wear anything underneath, this large down jacket covered his knees, and below that were two bare legs.

"Please be sober." Yan Hui let him scrutinize, and when he felt that he had seen enough, he turned around silently and walked straight into the house.

Meng Huaiming suddenly rushed forward fiercely, grabbed his clothes and dragged him out.

Yan Hui was startled suddenly, and was staggered by him.

After tossing around in the middle of the night, his foot was already unstable, and he became dizzy when he fell. Immediately afterwards, his stomach hurt sharply, and Meng Huaiming lifted him up.

Zhao Hao's expression became playful, he didn't make any more moves, just smiled sullenly.

"Remember to come back, brat."

He chose to sit on the sidelines, but he was confident that he would win.

Meng Huaiming kicked open the half-open door, his masseter muscles tensed, and his brows were full of hostility.

Jiang Hua and Xiao Hu were waiting downstairs, and there were many brothers standing in the underground garage, but none of them came in handy. Meng Huaiming single-handedly carried him down.

"Cool Brother Meng!" Xiao Hu whistled, and just about to go up to him, Jiang Hua blocked his arm, and Xiao Hu took a closer look, Meng Huaiming's face could no longer be described as ugly.

Xiao Hu was silent, and after exchanging glances with Jiang Hua, he ran in the direction of the garage in desperation.

Jiang Hua volunteered to be their driver, while Meng Huaiming put Yan Hui in the back seat.

The car door slammed shut.

Yan Hui simply lay down in the back seat after being flattened, Jiang Hua didn't say a word to him, and turned on the car radio. There were not many stations that could be listened to, and the anchor broadcast the news in a regular manner.

It's past midnight, yesterday's news, today's old news.

Meng Huaiming walked into a nearby bar.

The Young Master Chen that Xiao Hu was talking about happened to be dancing in this bar, and when he saw Meng Huaiming coming in with a vicious look, he greeted him briskly.

Drinks came uninvited, Chen Shaochao waved his hands to the beautiful woman who wanted to strike up a conversation, pushed the girl in his arms out, and poured wine for Meng Huaiming himself, "What's wrong, things didn't go well"

Meng Huaiming raised his head to drink, he knew that he was emotionally unstable, and when facing Yan Hui, he would definitely act impulsively.

Ripped him, washed him, handcuffed him.

But this is not correct, and it is not suitable to be named in the name of love. These restricted-rated pictures cannot be written into scripts, cannot be screened after review, and are inconsistent with his three views on action.

But they just popped up for no reason like this. When Meng Huaiming thought of Yan Hui covering his body with other men's clothes, when he thought of his twisted standing posture and vain footsteps, he couldn't help but want to use violence.

He tried his best to avoid confrontation and prevent the relationship from going to extremes, but reason and emotion could not reach a consensus.

The wine glass was knocked heavily on the table, and Young Master Chen heard the sound of the bottom of the glass breaking.

"It's that big star Su who slept with someone." Young Master Chen naturally thought of classmate Su whom Meng Huaiming chased so hard.

Meng Huaiming shook his head, and Young Master Chen bluffed, "Then why are you angry?"

"I do not know."

After the breakup, the individual is free and has nothing to do with each other. This is his principle of Meng Huaiming.

Even if it is not correct, it is a willingness to fight and a willingness to suffer.

It seems that he is now the most nosy and regretful scumbag in the script.

"Look at you, you've been like this since you were a child, love and love, making yourself look like a lover, I don't think it's worth it, just rely on..."

Chen Shao's chatter was interrupted by the ringtone, and Meng Huaiming picked up the vibrating cell phone.

It was Assistant Jiang who was in charge of sending out the samples.

"Hey, Brother Meng, something happened on the way, we are going to the nearest hospital now."

Jiang Hua glanced at the gasped man in the rearview mirror.

"He doesn't seem quite right."

A person's name leaked out from Yan Hui's fine sobs.

"He's calling for someone."

"Who"

"Yan Ran."

Meng Huaiming frowned: "What did he say?"

"...He asked Yan Ran to kill him."