[Entertainment circle] The starlight in the pen is not as good as you

"Wild Hope" describes the twists and turns of the fate of several women after the foreign race entered the Central Plains, and shows the various contradictions and changes that occurred after the collision of different civilizations. From a literary perspective, from the choice of words and sentences to the structure of the article, it is very impressive. Amazing charm.

But since it was mainly to prepare Gu Zhanqiao for the audition, Mo Tongtong focused on reorganizing the images of the most important female characters in it.

After three nights of preparation, Mo Tongtong finally finalized the most streamlined version. Before giving it to Gu Zhanqiao, he decided to ask why the other party didn't say anything.

During the routine break after dinner, Mo Tongtong asked while peeling an apple——

"Are you preparing for an audition for a movie directed by Zeng recently?"

Gu Zhanqiao straightened up like a hamster in fright, with unchewed apples bulging in her cheeks, her mouth grew slightly: "How do you know?"

"... Wufangshi said."

Gu Zhanqiao patted the pillow on his chest: "He is not even in the entertainment circle, so why is he so well informed."

"Don't you need my help?"

Gu Zhanqiao froze for a moment: "What help?"

When Gu Zhanqiao asked, his face was full of disbelief, which made Mo Tongtong hesitate: "... Let's analyze the plot of the characters or something?"

Gu Zhanqiao suddenly realized: "Yes, you are a screenwriter!"

Mo Tongtong: "..."

She watched Gu Zhanqiao roll over on the sofa, vacillating: "I was embarrassed to tell you, because, because it might not be possible."

Mo Tongtong: "..."

"Wouldn't it be too embarrassing if I told you excitedly that I didn't succeed in the end."

Such a thinking circuit seems to be in line with Gu Zhanqiao's logic.

Mo Tongtong laughed dumbly, and said: "Okay, then you can think about it yourself, but I will give you something."

She walked back to the room and handed "Ambition" to Gu Zhanqiao together with the notes she wrote yesterday.

"As a reference."

Gu Zhanqiao took the notes and the book in his hand and started to be in a daze.

Brown leather notebook with yellow loose-leaf inside, Gu Zhanqiao flipped through the pages, and saw neat and neat handwriting.

Probably so that Gu Zhanqiao can read on, each page has only a short sentence, and the key parts are marked with different colored pens.

Gu Zhanqiao looked at it and pursed her mouth, her nose was sore and she held back her tears and asked, "How long have you been writing this?"

"It hasn't been long. It's just a book I've read."

Mo Tongtong really thought it was nothing, but when she looked at Gu Zhanqiao's expression, she couldn't help but feel embarrassed, so she stood up from the sofa and cleaned up the fruit plate on the coffee table.

Gu Zhanqiao jumped up suddenly, put his arms around her neck and hugged her.

"Thank you, Tongtong." She said, "But there will be many things that will bother you in the future, and I always feel that thanking you is not enough."

With her furry head resting against her neck, Gu Zhanqiao is like a little animal that has been acting coquettishly, making one's heart soften.

Mo Tongtong couldn't help holding her face.

On the milk-like skin, the jewel-like eyes shone with a dewy light.

Under the soft light, those eyes reflected Mo Tongtong's own figure.

"You don't have to tell me thank you."

Because you have me in your eyes.

She lowered her head and gently kissed Gu Zhanqiao's lips.

After tasting it, I can't help but deepen it.

Gu Zhanqiao's nose fluttered, she smelled the smell belonging to Mo Tongtong, and felt dizzy and in the cotton wool.

After the lips and tongue were intertwined, Gu Zhanqiao said dizzily: "Tongtong, in fact, after that day, I have been thinking, are we..."

"Ding-dong-"

The sudden doorbell interrupted Gu Zhanqiao's words.

The two parted with a heavy breath, and then looked at each other.

Gu Zhanqiao still felt her hands and feet were weak and her whole body was trembling, watching Mo Tongtong open the door with her beating heart, and then blurted out in surprise——

"dad?"

--uncle!

Gu Zhanqiao suddenly forgot everything.

She also ran to the door at a loss, seeing Father Mo looking at them with a stern expression, her gaze moved down from her face, and finally landed on their hands.

When his eyes were focused on his hands, his brows furrowed even tighter, and his face could almost be described as scorched black.

Gu Zhanqiao realized it later, and quickly covered the ring on her hand.

Mo Tongtong did not hide it, and said in a cold tone, "Why are you here?"

"Can't I come?" As expected of father and daughter, the two had almost the same tone. After Mo's father finished speaking, he pursed his mouth, maintained his signature serious expression, and took out... a pair of slippers.

He put on his slippers and walked into the room, asking, "Why, the elder is here, can't you even have dinner?"

"We just finished eating..."

"Have!"

Gu Zhanqiao interrupted Mo Tongtong and raised her hand.

"Uncle, what would you like to eat, I just happened to be very hungry."

Mo Tongtong looked at Gu Zhanqiao who had eaten a bowl full of rice in surprise.

"Tongtong and I are going to prepare, you rest first."

After Gu Zhanqiao finished speaking, he pushed Mo Tongtong into the kitchen and pulled him to the front of the refrigerator.

She grabbed Mo Tongtong's wrist and said excitedly, "I didn't perform well last time, this time must be my chance."

"...I don't think so..."

"Actually, last time I learned from Jiang Yan, I asked what is the most important trick to getting along with others more deeply and better-do you know what she told me?"

Mo Tongtong shook her head slowly.

She doesn't even know how to get along with others, let alone how to get along deeply.

Gu Zhanqiao blushed because of excitement: "It's time, she said, no matter what, if you join us, you won't even have the chance to spend more time together, so why talk about continuing to get along! So if uncle wants to come again, it must be to give us a chance mean!"

Mo Tongtong fell into deep thought.

She began to waver.

She has always been easy to trust others about things she is not good at.

So, is it possible that the reason why father renovates the house upstairs is also to bring more time to spend together?

This wavering stopped the moment Mo's father walked up to the dining table.

Father Mo looked at the ochazuke on the table and said angrily, "Just give me this! Is this something for people to eat!"

Gu Zhanqiao was taken aback by this reaction, unable to speak and had to look at Mo Tongtong.

Mo Tongtong pulled Gu Zhanqiao behind her, picked up the bowl and poured it into the trash can.

"Then go back to your own house and eat."

Father Mo raised his voice: "I want to eat something at my daughter's house, can't I?"

"But that's what your daughter eats at home."

Gu Zhanqiao held Mo Tongtong's hand behind her back.

While she felt that she shouldn't say that, she didn't know what to say. Although she didn't go to the frontal battle, her whole face was twisted into twists.

Now she seems to be holding her head and banging against the wall, hoping to come up with a good way to relieve the atmosphere.

Mo Tongtong and Mo's father glared at each other. When their swords were on the verge of breaking out, someone suddenly said at the door: "Mr. Mutong, let me borrow some cheese..."

Lu Sanbao looked around the room, and after a moment of silence, he bowed and said "excuse me", before turning around and going downstairs.

Gu Zhanqiao opened her mouth and stopped him: "Wait, do you want cheese? I'll get it for you."

She ran to the kitchen to get the cheese, handed it to Lu Sanbao, and asked casually, "What are you going to eat tonight?"

"……Braised beef noodles."

Gu Zhanqiao thought later that she must have had a brain cramp at that time.

She clearly knew that the braised beef noodles in Lu Sanbao's mouth referred to instant noodles, but she still turned around with a stiff smile on her face and said to Father Mo, "Would you like braised beef noodles? Uncle."

Father Mo nodded, and actually took on a kind look: "Then please trouble Miss Gu, Tongtong and I will chat upstairs for a while."

Gu Zhanqiao was finally able to leave the solemn atmosphere and followed Lu Sanbao downstairs.

Lu Sanbao didn't ask anything, he has always been the kind of person who seems to have no curiosity.

He just generously donated a bucket of instant noodles for Gu Zhanqiao to make.

Gu Zhanqiao became worried at this moment: "The meal just arrived, this bowl of noodles will not suffer as well."

Lu Sanbao was full of pity: "The instant noodles of this flavor are actually quite delicious, and it would be even better if you add some whipped cream or cheese."

"...from where do you see the dark food."

"Believe it or not."

Gu Zhanqiao smelled the already tangy fragrance, thought for a while and said, "Or should it be served in a bowl or something? At least it looks more beautiful."

"I don't have a bowl here."

Gu Zhanqiao bit her lip, thought about it, and decided to run upstairs to get the bowl.

The door was ajar, she pushed it open, and heard a steady voice.

"...You think too much. It's not that kind of person. It's because of her that I like her."

Gu Zhanqiao walked into the room with a cough, and said in the sudden silence: "I'll go to the kitchen to get something."

She took the bowl, thought about it, opened the refrigerator again, and listened attentively as if she was looking for ingredients.

She vaguely heard Mo Tongtong say: "Then what do you mean now?"

Mo's father's voice was deeper than Mo Tongtong's, Gu Zhanqiao couldn't hear clearly, so he had to close the refrigerator door and tiptoe out again.

She went back to Lu Sanbao's room, put the instant noodles into a bowl, and sprinkled some carrots and coriander on top as decoration.

Lu Sanbao had already started eating, Gu Zhanqiao looked at the thick layer of cheese powder in his bowl, and said with a disgusted expression: "Is it really delicious?"

Lu Sanbao waved his hands and said nothing.

Gu Zhanqiao thought and thought, and struggled to add cheese to the bowl.

"If I get scolded, you will be miserable."

With a guilty conscience, she said harsh words, and brought up the instant noodles.

Just hearing the words, the bowl of instant noodles in front of her has the charm that makes the full stomach Gu Zhanqiao drool.

But it was instant noodles anyway, Gu Zhanqiao almost began to imagine what would happen if Mo's father poured this bowl of noodles on his head.

... You have to be ready to dodge immediately at all times.

Gu Zhan twisted his neck and did some warm-up exercises, opened his mouth and loosened his facial muscles, and put on a friendly smile.

Stretching your head and retracting your head, you are a true warrior who dares to face the bloody future.

Gu Zhanqiao took a breath for herself, and then opened the door.

"Uncle, it's time to eat noodles."

She put the noodles in front of Father Mo with a smile on her face, and passed the chopsticks with both hands.

"Time is in a hurry and it's rough, but if you're hungry, you'd better eat a little."

As always, this old-fashioned and stern middle-aged man looked at Gu Zhanqiao and then at his face with a solemn and serious expression.

As if facing some kind of trial, Gu Zhanqiao swallowed, ready to face any sarcasm.

The scene in front of her seemed to be in slow motion. She watched as Father Mo took the chopsticks and picked the coriander on the surface.

He said, "Miss Gu, do you like coriander?"