I have such a big shell! ?

Although Xuan Tiance had a cheeky face, he said that sentence again, and then added a shameless sentence: "Have you saved it?"

Gui Lu didn't know how to answer him, he felt ashamed for a while, and happy for a while, and finally he just pretended that he was studying hard and had no time to chat with others.

After all, Xuan Tiance was quite kind and didn't force him anymore.It's just that he put down the phone, and after a while, he couldn't help laughing - he was still angry in his heart, and a little unexplainable uneasiness, but in the end...it all turned into...sweetness.

Thinking of what Gui Lu said hadn't been saved yet...he couldn't help but want to laugh, how could it be so...sweet, did he save everything he said before?

Xuan Tiance couldn't help but wanted to ask for proof, but he still wanted to take Guilu's face into consideration... He must be embarrassed at the moment, mainly because Xuan Tiance was afraid that he would go too far, Gui Wu wanted to cry for him again.

At this time, he thought, why can he cry so easily?

Why does he only think it's artificial and hypocritical when others cry? Why does he feel distressed and want to laugh when Guilu is crying...

Although this is indeed a bit too much, he can't help laughing every time...how can he be so cute?

People can't wait to hold it in the palm of their hand, keep it from the wind and rain, want to treat him better, and then treat him better, and then wish to give him everything.

It's just...addictive.

But Xuan Tiance still tried his best to restrain himself in the end, he picked up his pen, thinking about Gui Lu's talent, which is like a gift from God, when he played Luo Shuangming, he discovered...

Gui Lu seems to be able to talk to the characters, obviously he created the characters, but Gui Lu understands the characters in his own writing better than him, and he presents Luo Shuangming perfectly in front of his eyes...

Sometimes he can't help but think, is this a talent?This kind of talent is too frightening. Not only can Gui Lu quickly get into the role, but every word and every expression of him in the play is so real...it doesn't make you feel deliberate at all, let alone that kind of acting. , just...you don't feel that he is acting, you just feel...as if he is Luo Shuangming.

He has not received any professional training, has not received any training on acting skills, and has not even read a book, but he can play against veteran actors who have been in the theater for more than ten years. Not only does he not have the slightest disadvantage, he can even Bringing others into his play.

When the assistant director told him about Gui Lu, he said, "That kid is simply a monster."

Xuan Tiance said: "He is not a monster, he is a gift, a gift, a surprise."

He really thinks so, Guiyu rarely talks to others in the crew, when there is no play, he either stays alone in the hotel, or sits in the corner of the set, watching others act.

Xuan Tiance ran into him once, and then he started talking to him from time to time, he didn't want this child to really go down a lonely road that no one understood.

He can accompany him, Xuan Tiance thought, and only he deserves it.

He can make Guiyu's path smoother and more stable, and he doesn't have to worry that he will be overtaken soon, because he has already stood at the top.

He even looks forward to... What kind of brilliance will such a Guilu, after being polished by him... He has some expectations, when they perform on the same stage, the feeling of meeting their opponents.

Perhaps, Guiyu is really the fountain of his inspiration. When he picks up the pen and thinks of Guiyu, the inspiration flows out continuously like a newly dug spring. totally different characters...

If Luo Shuangming is white, then this character is black.

If Luo Shuangming is a daisy blooming in the ruins, then this character is a small and harmless poppy in the greenhouse.

When Xuan Tiance stopped writing, he found that it was almost dawn. He rubbed his shoulders, threw the manuscript paper into the scanner to scan, then sat up and made himself a cup of coffee. After replying to the content sent to him by the assistant director, Knocked on the table to think about the next arrangement...

At this time, there is still the last big scene left by Demon Fire. Those companies that mainly rely on special effects, wait for the cooperation company to send him the content of the special effects, and he can start editing...

If it is fast, it will take three or four days, and if it is slow, it will only take a week.

It was faster than he thought. He thought it would be the end of September, but now it seems that there is still a period of time...

Xuan Tiance thought about whether he should take Guiyu to the film festival to see the world during this spare time... It just so happens that there is an unreleased film in hand, forget it, let's take the whole crew along.

Xuan Tiance made a decision.

……

When Gui Wu picked up the pen and started writing the script again, his heart was much calmer. He seemed to see that "ordinary person" who was exceptionally different in the eyes of others.He's a 'celebrity', that's what people around him say about him.

"You're going to want to hear about Mr. Strange," the longtime landlady would tell a newcomer. "He's famous now . . . and I'm told he's on TV."

"TV? Why didn't I see it?" The new resident looked at the landlady blankly.

"As soon as I said it, you might know that Mr. Weird has been telling everyone that he has the blood of the monster race, so his son turned into a dog."

"Ha!" The new resident immediately understood: "That's the one, his wife gave him a cuckold, the one he still doesn't believe!" He was enthusiastic: "What about the child? Does he still have it?"

"I'm raising him, as if I were my own son." The landlady said in a strange way: "Just a few days ago, Lao Li from the next door was very enthusiastic and asked his son to come over and give him something to eat, and he even lost his temper. !"

"Really, why!?" The new resident didn't understand, clicked his tongue twice, and asked again: "What's it called?"

The landlady stretched out a little finger and ticked it: "...Wangcai, come, come here." Then she put down her hand: "That's what it's called."

New resident: "..." Then he burst into earth-shattering laughter: "Isn't this like calling a dog!"

……

Gui Lu put down his pen, and he found that writing a drama is quite different from writing a sketch. He hasn't learned how to write a script yet, maybe he can find a few books to read?

While he was thinking, Xuan Tiance approached him again, saying that his next play was already under consideration, this time he was no longer a supporting role, but the real protagonist, and the whole play revolved around him.

Guiyu: "..."

No, wait!so fast?Didn't you say that you want him to choose the next play?

The liver is fine: Aren't you still brooding over Luo Shuangming's death? This time we won't be a good person, let's be a bad person. 【cool】

It's Guilu, not Guimao: ...

It's Guiyu, not Guimao: Do ​​you still remember what you promised me back then?

The liver is fine: remember.

The liver is very good: You are now, and I will take care of all future movies, and I will also make a soundtrack for you! 【proud】

It's Guilu, not Guimao: ...not this.

The liver is fine: ...?

The liver is very good: We chat too much, I can't read it, what else?Did you save the screenshot?

It's Guilu, not Guimao: ...

It's Guiyu, not Guimao: That's not the point!

The liver is fine: [Sit down obediently]

The liver is fine: okay, you say

It's Guilu, not Guimao: ...

Act cute and break the law!Break the law!After Gui Lu had finished roaring inwardly, he pressed the screen hard: "Tell me, the next play made me think, I really think about it..."

The liver is fine: ...

The liver is fine: [holds fists]

The liver is very good: I didn't expect that one day I would lose in the competition for the liver.

It's Guilu, not Guimao: ...

The liver is fine: how are you thinking, let me be healthy.

It's Guilu, not Guimao: I just thought about it...it's too difficult.

He didn't want to complain at first, but he couldn't help it in front of Xuan Tiance. Creation is really not easy.

It's Guiyu, not Guimao: Why are you so fast!After thinking about it for almost a week, I wrote less than a few hundred words!

The liver is very good: I have an exclusive secret book [Proud]

The liver is very good: Bring me Kangkang, maybe our roles will be reversed in the future, I will be an actor, and you will be the director.

It's Guiyu, not Guimao: What's the secret?

It's Guiyu, not Guimao: 【Photo】

He took a photo of the draft paper and sent it over. He regretted it only after the photo was taken. He didn't find another piece of paper to make a new one. It was full of traces of alteration, which was horrible.

The liver is fine: ...

Gui Wu closed his eyes, look, it must be very spicy, otherwise he wouldn't have made a speechless ellipsis.

The liver is fine: Master, when did you start working as a director!I want to play your part!

It's Guilu, not Guimao: ...

The liver is very good: Although there are only a few hundred words, it reveals an extremely pungent irony, which constitutes a kind of realistic absurdity, and reflects the abnormal opposition between the human race and the demon race. It will please the judges very much. Award-winning high-quality work.

It's Guilu, not turtle hair: Don't brag, don't brag, you're going to heaven.

The liver is very good: I originally wanted to say that no matter how well you write, you have to praise a few words... But it really surprised me a little bit, with a little content, really.

It's Guilu, not Guimao: ... Is this sentence true?

Liver is good: you can continue to write, take time to finish slowly in your spare time, and look forward to your work.

It's Guiyu, not turtle hair:! ! !

It's Guilu, not turtle hair: [Dancing] [Scattering Flowers] [Spinning]

The liver is fine: ...

The liver is fine: [Music] [Tango] [Camera]

It's Guiyu, not Guimao: ...?

It's Guiyu, not Guimao: What do you mean?

The liver is very good: Aren't you spinning and dancing alone in the flower pond, I will join you, take pictures of you, turn on the music, and tango together.

It's Guilu, not Guimao: ...

It's Guilu, not Guimao: ...It's so cold

The liver is fine: Hahahahahaha

The liver is fine: Then let me tell you another bad joke.

It's Guiyu, not Guimao: ...?

It's Guiyu, not Guimao: What kind of cold joke?

The liver is fine: Next week, Yaohuo will finish editing. I have prepared air tickets for everyone in the crew. On September 21, I will go to the Polar Ice Sculpture Exhibition to participate in the film festival.

It's Guiyu, not turtle hair:! ! !

This is your bad joke! ?

The liver is fine: I still have to walk the red carpet at that time, but this is not important, the important thing is... I want to take you to see the ice sculptures, do you want to go?

This Guilu would not hesitate, he immediately typed out two words to reply: I think! ! !

The liver is very good: There are many statues of celebrities in the ice sculpture, each of which has an allusion, there are monsters and human races, and each of them is Luo Shuangming who once lived, and has made outstanding contributions to the unification of the four worlds now... I What I want to say is that the sentence I said at that time that Luo Shuangming is not dead is not a pale consolation.