The director asks me to change the script every day

Tao Wan must take down Cheng He Tower within ten days.

This is the deadline that Chen Er told her.

Fortunately, now that she has quit her job and the hospital is fine, Tao Wan has enough time and energy to deal with Cheng Helou.

The legendary ghost director who is uncertain.

Only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you win a hundred battles. Tao Wan spent a whole day browsing all the information about Cheng Helou on the Internet.This person makes few films, even less on talk shows.On the contrary, there are quite a lot of news about journalists every now and then, and the place where she is discussed most intensively is Zhihu, the gathering place of Wenqing.

At two o'clock in the night, it seems that there is no more information to be found. Tao Wan rubbed her sore temples, fell on the big bed in the rental house, and seriously thought about life.

His mind is full of Cheng Helou's face in the only interview, half-length hair is messy, and he doesn't like to communicate with people.

His facial features can't be called amazing, but those eyes are really beautiful, even an impatient look can make people's heart tremble.

Full of talent, unruly.Tao Wan had to admit that she was a little lucky that her prey was such an attractive person.

Twenty-four hours ago, Chen Er and her chatted about Cheng Helou for the first time, and what they said was straightforward and shocking.

First sentence: "She's gay."

The second sentence: "She is a scum who only goes to bed and does not fall in love."

"Ten days later, her new film will choose a co-writer. You have no work or experience, so think of other ways. I can give you her schedule."

Tao Wan swiped open the phone, and opened the picture saved in the photo album again.

In black and white, the words are rather ugly: on the night of June [-]th, Labor.

How to make yourself the focus of Cheng Helou among thousands of flowers in a deafening environment where demons dance wildly?Tao Wan checked the balance in the card - oh, the least amount of money is still needed.

So, Labor's bartender picked up tonight's first guest when he opened the door.

The girl in a white T-shirt and jeans, with long black hair and looks like clear water, was holding a large stack of books in her hand. The bartender looked at it. The titles of the books were messed up, and he couldn't understand them.

The girl looked like she had just woken up, and raised her head to greet him: "Hi."

This speech made her look a lot better. The bartender asked her, "What do you want?"

"I'm waiting for you to open the door."

"The library is on another street, just turn left from the coffee shop."

The girl laughed: "I came to your shop to drink."

The bartender opened the door, and before she could speak, the girl went straight in, found the most conspicuous place in the hall, and spread out the large stack of books, occupying the entire round table.

Even with the brightest lights on in the store at the moment, it still looks a bit dimly lit for such a scene.

The bartender saw that the girl took out a pen and paper from her bag, and even wanted to open the dark window in the store that was only ventilated during the day for her.

The girl put on a posture, turned her head and asked him loudly: "Is this enough to attract attention?"

Several other colleagues looked over one after another. The bartender didn't know what expression to put on, so he could only tell the truth: "Enough."

The girl snapped her fingers: "Great, a dozen beers."

When the wine was on the table, the girl filled the beer glass, took a sip of the wine and glanced at the book, looking very comfortable.

After eight o'clock, guests came in one after another.Without exception, everyone will be shocked at the first moment by the girl buried in the sea of ​​books.Tao Wan was calm and composed, and when the place heated up, the sound of music hit her eardrums vigorously, and she could still read the densely packed English on the book through the flickering lights.

She didn't know when Cheng Helou would come, and she didn't know what kind of dress she would have, whether she would not recognize her.

So she wants to occupy the best angle of view with such a crazy posture. When someone enters the bar, she will look at her first, so that she can find out the appearance of that person in this moment of staring at each other.

Then, it's best to make a great first impression on her.

But soon, halfway through the night, there was already a pile of empty bottles on Tao Wan's table.When I stood up, I felt a little dizzy. I don't know if it was the effect of alcohol or because she sat for too long.

Holding the table and waiting for the dizziness to pass, the music in the bar suddenly changed. Tao Wan turned her head and found that a tall and tall DJ had been replaced on the stage that she hadn't paid much attention to.

The flipped-back baseball cap, the messy hair that is half-length but not short, and the strange mask with the big bloody mouth covering most of the face, but it still overlaps with the image in Tao Wan's head.

Tao Wan turned around completely and stared at the people on the stage.

The girl in tattered short sleeves raised a hand, slender and white, shining brightly under the confused light.

The sound of music and cheers exploded at the same time. The girl didn't look at the dance floor and didn't speak. The rhythm was under her hands, hitting the heart and deafening.

Tao Wan was short of breath, and her sober mind was messed up by the frenzied atmosphere.What echoed in my head turned out to be an extremely funny sentence——

"If I were a DJ, would you still love me, would you still love me, would you still love me..."

The nerves that had been stretched all night "clicked" and broke. Tao Wan lowered her head, still leaning on the table, and laughed silently.

While Cheng Helou was still on stage, Tao Wan pulled a bartender and asked, "Who is she?"

"Guest." The bartender quickly answered, "I don't have her contact information."

"Do you have other outlets in your store?"

"back door."

"where?"

The bartender pointed in a direction, in the blind spot before Tao Wan.

Tao Wan let out a long breath, quickly tidied up the books on the table, held them in his arms, and followed the movements on the stage.

Sure enough, Cheng Helou didn't play for too long, and soon she got off the stage, took a few sips of drinks, and walked towards the back door.

Tao Wan was faster than her, and felt like a rabbit fleeing for her life when she shuttled through the crowd.

The timing was very good, Cheng Helou had just left the door, and Tao Wan followed closely behind, without controlling his strength at all, and bumped into him as he was running.

"Boom", his forehead hit her back, and the books in his arms spilled all over the floor.

In the brightly lit alley, the water stains on the ground were obvious, and the snow-white paper was instantly covered.Tao Wan didn't apologize, nor did she lower her head to pick up the book, she raised her arms and framed Cheng Helou's waist without hesitation.

The body tensed instantly, and Tao Wan felt her strength, and felt that even though she was a girl, she would definitely be able to break her arm.

"Cheng Helou," she said cautiously, her voice was too low and trembling, "I've got you."

There was a long silence, the uproar was behind them, but the alley was eerily quiet.

Cheng Helou didn't break free from her embrace, she slowly turned around in her arms, staring at her from an extremely close distance.

Tao Wan suddenly shuddered.

Not to blame for the bloody mask, not to blame for the grotesque background at the moment, but to blame Cheng Helou's eyebrows and eyes, like a knife quenched in fire, a piece of flesh and blood.

"What do you want to do?" She finally spoke, her voice hoarse.

Tao Wan looked directly at her, her throat slipped, and she uttered two words: "Pengci."

Without waiting for Cheng Helou to ask again, Tao Wansong let go of one hand and pointed to the book on the ground: ""Empty Talk", "Seven-day Covenant", "Blue Butterfly Valley", "Race Contract", "Xinhua Dictionary 1998 Revised Edition"... all Wet, you have to pay me."

Cheng Helou distanced the distance between the two, took out his mobile phone: "Leave me an address."

"These are the books you like, they are at home, take me to get them." Tao Wan still clutched the hem of Cheng Helou's clothes with one hand, biting his lower lip and shaking his hand, "I also know you like it." The girl in the white T-shirt and jeans, I just hurt my forehead and I want you to pay for it."

The corners of Cheng Helou's eyes rose, showing a smile: "How do I pay for this?"

"It's good to kiss."

After Tao Wan finished speaking, she held her breath.