see you when Lin Shen

The three reached a tacit agreement with each other on this matter, and after a while the waiter filled the entire table with dishes.

When Yu Ning came back, the soup in the pot had already boiled, and the rich hot pot aroma wafted towards her face with a bit of spicy taste, and no one mentioned what happened just now.

The matter was quietly revealed, and the atmosphere on the table returned to its original state.

After the hot pot meal was over, Sang Yunzhi settled the bill before Yu Ning paid the bill.

In the long night, there is not much time left for the young couple who are about to part.

It was still a starless and moonless night, all the lights in the room were extinguished and then swallowed by the thick black, and then a small desk lamp by the bed was turned on, and in the area shrouded in soft light, Lin Deer had a pair of beautiful deer eyes Very eye-catching.

Many times, Sang Yunzhi felt that there was an inexplicable magical power hidden in these eyes, which could easily stir up his emotions and desires, and this time was no exception.

She propped up her arms to support her upper body slightly, and moved closer to Lin Lu until her thin, cool lips touched the warm lips, biting the tips of her teeth lightly, but these lingering movements eventually melted away. A sigh rang in her ears.

Sang Yunzhi just sighed softly and knew that Lin Lu was not in the mood tonight.

She reopened the distance between the two, opened her eyes, and saw Lin Lu's frowning brows.

"Sang Yunzhi, I won't be able to see you when I wake up next time tonight." Lin Lu lay on his side, resting his pillow on his folded arms and staring at the person in front of him, "You haven't left yet, I've already seen you." I'm starting to miss you."

Under the light, the pink lips glowed with moisture, opening and closing.

Sang Yunzhi couldn't resist stretching out his hand, caressing the tip of her slightly raised eyebrows, "Xiaolu, actually I am too."

But in the face of established facts, there is nothing to do.

Love is not the only item in their lives, and separation is essential if they want to achieve better each other.

While it won't be too long, it won't be short either.

It was so easy and natural at the beginning, but when it came to the eve of parting, I couldn't be so free and easy.

The door of the bedroom was closed tightly, Mao Mao was deprived of the right to enter the bedroom for the first time, Sang Yunzhi did not sleep at his own home tonight, and chose to follow Lin Lu upstairs.

Washing, going to bed, for the first time, they didn't intend to be intimate tonight, maybe it was because someone happened to be on their menstrual period, maybe it was because the strong parting atmosphere made people feel heavy, and they couldn't feel that kind of thought.

Lin Lu buried half of his face in his arms and asked many questions.

For example, is the roast duck in Beijing really as delicious as it is rumored to be?

For example, when will the next time they see each other.

Lin Lu thought, she would definitely sleep until noon tomorrow, she would not get up early, let alone send Sang Yunzhi to the airport.

Lest one can't help but cry again.

That's what he said, but the next morning there was a very slight sound of getting up from the other side of the bed.

Sang Yunzhi was very careful not to wake people up.

But she didn't know that Lin Lu had already woken up.

Although the eyes were closed tightly, the slight trembling of a pair of long eyelashes already revealed the sadness in his heart.

Until the sound of the anti-theft door gently closing sounded, the whole house fell into a deathly silence.

It was still early, just after seven o'clock.

Maomao squatted at the entrance, flicking her tail, staring stupidly at the closed anti-theft door, without realizing that this was a long separation.

Sang Yunzhi's flight was at 09:30 in the morning. After she left, Lin Lu tossed and turned, forcing himself to continue to sleep thoughts floating in his mind, but he became more and more awake.

The mobile phone alarm clock was set yesterday, and it rang on time at 09:30.

Almost at the moment when the alarm clock rang, Lin Lu stepped on the carpet barefoot and came to the window.

It was still cloudy, with dark clouds that threatened to rain at any moment, and it was obviously impossible to see the plane from here.

But she still stood here, alone, for a long time.

Lin Lu remembered that under the soft warm light last night, Sang Yunzhi patiently answered every question he had.

Sang Yunzhi said, "When you come to see me next time, let's eat Peking duck together, so that we can know whether it is so delicious or not.

And see you next time, when you want to see me. "

The ambiguous promise makes people feel very close at the same time, but also very far away.

Lin Lu wanted to ask at that time: Then I want to see you all the time, what should I do?

How to do it?

Their long-distance relationship has officially begun.

Arriving from Yuncheng to Daqing Airport in Beijing, Sang Yunzhi received a call from the crew as soon as he landed. The pick-up personnel were already waiting at the airport exit, and the collapsed hotel had already been booked.

Although the formal contract here has not been signed yet, the two parties have already reached an agreement on the concept first, and all the treatment given are based on the highest standard.

During his stay in Beijing, Sang Yunzhi had a standard number for his daily expenses, and he could report anything within this number. Comparing with the standard of an artist, this was Boss Cheng's greatest sincerity.

However, the reason why Sang Yunzhi agreed to come here from Yuncheng was obviously not based on these external conditions.

She just wanted to present her film and television books to the public as close to perfection as possible, that's all.

But she is not the only one in the screenwriting team of the crew.

Participating in it does not mean that you have the absolute right to speak.

It is true that Sang Yunzhi is an excellent author, but the story is presented differently on paper than on the screen. She has not systematically learned how to write a screenplay, so after joining the team, it is natural that some are not professional. The proposal was rejected by others.

As for Lin Lu, a week after she officially signed the contract with the crew, she completed the resignation procedures and followed Director Zhou to the new hospital to report.

It is also a new environment and a new attempt. Lin Lu and Sang Yunzhi encountered the same problems. In Huanong, where there are so many talents, a junior like her with little experience can play a very limited role. There are many jobs assigned, but Life is complicated.

Busy from morning to night every day, those joyful expectations about the future have just emerged, and they are wiped out in the endless medical bills.

The invisible pressure shrouded them, and no one said a bitter word.

And in such a frustrating day, the most anticipated thing every day is the phone call when I go back at night.

After night falls, the evening wind blows the curtain by the window and shakes it gently. Lin Lu will tell Sang Yunzhi about the strange patients he encounters in the hospital every day, and Sang Yun will tell Lin Lu which artiste in the film crew has appeared again during filming. Embarrassed or playing a big game.

This evening, too.

Lin Lu finished washing early, got into the quilt and hugged the phone.

She whimpered and whispered to the person on the other end of the phone about the dream of today's lunch break. It was a big roast duck.

Although the actual situation was that the food at noon in the cafeteria was too unpalatable and she didn't have enough to eat, that's why she had such a dream, but it wasn't just like that.

The phone was quiet, Sang Yunzhi sighed after hearing the dream: "Xiaolu..."

At that time, she was sitting at the desk studying the details of the script that had already been decided. When Lin Lu said this, her mind was lost in an instant.

"So is the Peking Duck delicious?" Lin Lu turned over while holding the phone and changed his posture, becoming the whole person lying on his back on the bed, his voice muffled.

Maomao was squatting by the bay window looking at the night view of the community, when he heard the movement from behind, he looked back and turned back.

One person and one cat have been together for a long time, and it stands to reason that it is good to live like this, but later, Lin Lu is no longer used to such a lonely life mode when there is one more person in his life.

Sang Yunzhi had been gone for a month, but she was still not used to it.

Occasionally when I wake up in a daze, I still stretch out my arms to touch the side, but it's empty without accident.

These, Lin Lu's old alone, were all Lin Lu's boredom and didn't tell Sang Yunzhi in his heart, so the person on the other end of the phone didn't know.

"I haven't eaten it, and I don't know if it's good or not."

"Wait for you to come, let's go together again, okay?"

Not knowing how many times she answered this question, Sang Yunzhi's voice was soft and soft. She lowered her eyes to stare at the marker pen in her hand, and suddenly felt a little sad at this moment.

Lin Lu was also very sad, and a voice of grievance came: "But I'm too busy, I can't go to the capital, and I can't eat roast duck."

"Sang Yunzhi, Huanong Hospital is very good, there are many excellent and powerful people in it. At the beginning, I thought that I could learn a lot here when I came here, and I was prepared to endure hardships, but after the actual experience, Only to find out that wasn’t the case.”

"Everything here talks about qualifications and academic qualifications, and there are also a lot of worldly sophistication hidden under the surface."

And she is just an undergraduate who graduated from an ordinary key medical university, and she was able to enter Huanong because she was honored by a nobleman.

Director Zhou said that she is talented, smart, and willing to work hard. She is a good seedling, but a good seedling has little hope of seeing the future.

"I'm a little tired." Lin Lu said.

Her voice was low, full of grievance and frustration, as if she had been hit hard by work and couldn't straighten up, taking every step forward with effort.

The deer drooped its ears, confused and helpless.

Depression can infect other people, Sang Yunzhi sat on the other end of the phone, holding the pen tightly.

She didn't speak, but reached out and opened the laptop to enter the browser.

At this time, a calm voice escaped from his lips: "Do all of your doctors have professional titles that need to be tested?"

As if to remind those who are stuck in a dead end, during the seven or eight seconds when Lin Lu was thinking, Sang Yunzhi had already searched for the answer on the web.

On the other end of the phone, Lin Lu's voice suddenly realized: "That's right, I have enough years of work, and I can take the exam for the title of attending physician. Why did I forget this?"

People often go to the hospital to register, and the names of doctors appearing in the department are always followed by suffixes such as "chief doctor, deputy chief doctor, attending doctor". Outsiders only know that such suffixes symbolize qualifications and experience, and difficult and miscellaneous diseases are often selected well. Doctors register, but they don't know that these are not awarded by the hospital, but the professional titles obtained from the experience and accumulation accumulated on the long road of medical practice.

And this year, Lin Lu just happened to be able to pass the examination of attending physician and rank among the ranks of intermediate professional titles.

Being confused and at a loss on the road of life is often not because of too much work and hard work, but because you can't find the direction to move forward, and you can't see the hope of the way forward.

If there is a goal, such a dilemma can easily be dismantled.

"Then go for the exam. Such an exam will definitely not be a problem for us little deer." Sang Yunzhi said softly, and his clear and laughing voice was like the mountain wind blowing from the other side of the snow mountain, passing through the cold winter of the four seasons, bringing The coming of spring brings everything back to life again.

His eyes also settled on the small black text on the screen, which was the approximate time of the doctor's intermediate professional title examination.

"It's nothing difficult." She reaffirmed and cheered up the person on the other end of the phone.

Nearly two months of exam preparation time is completely sufficient.

After such a phone call, the fog covering Lin Lu's eyes completely dissipated, and she began to know what she was going to do, and she was full of energy, and even her voice regained its former agility and liveliness.

The little sun was covered by dark clouds for a while, but now it started to shine again.

The phone was not hung up, it was placed on the table quietly like that, the two of them were doing the things at hand without disturbing each other.Occasionally, Lin Lu could hear the rustling of pages from Sang Yunzhi's side.

She no longer feels tired.

The call lasted until late at night, and the two hung up the phone after saying goodnight to each other.

However, Sang Yunzhi did not really go to bed after saying good night as she said in her own words. It was already 11:30 in the middle of the night. She blinked her sore eyes and replaced the marker pen in her hand with a red one. With a water-based pen with a core, I wrote comments next to the marked plots on a page.

The next day was bright, and after having breakfast at the hotel, she stopped the car by the side of the road and went to the initial filming location of the crew. Some simple scenes would be completed in the studio at the beginning, and it was not time to shoot the exterior scenes.

When Sang Yunzhi arrived, no one was there yet.

She showed the pass issued by the crew and went unimpeded. In addition to seeing the staff who were preparing for the filming, there were also the assistant director and two other screenwriting teachers from the screenwriting team. As for the artists, there were only a few supporting roles here and there.

Most notably, the producer Cheng Rui was also there.

"I didn't hear that Mr. Sang, you would come this morning. Why did you come here so early and didn't sleep for a while?" Sang Yunzhi walked into the shed, and Cheng Rui noticed at the first time that she was holding a cup that the assistant had just bought. coffee, with a gentle expression, "Have you had breakfast? There is coffee and milk tea that the assistant just bought over there."

"No, thank you, I'm not used to drinking." Weiliang's voice showed a sense of distance without any trace.

For this person, Sang Yunzhi is no longer as unfamiliar as she was at the beginning. After getting along for such a month, she can be considered to have a good understanding of this producer and behind-the-scenes investment boss.

So she didn't come here so early today to drink coffee.

"Mr. Sang, isn't Mr. Cheng still angry about what happened before, and Boss Cheng favored me?" Heng Kun, one of the screenwriters, said suddenly, with a half-smile on his face.

His opening was full of guiding meaning.

Sang Yunzhi is a newcomer to the crew, and he is also the author of the original work, so as soon as he joined the crew, he put forward a lot of suggestions for the original adapted script, hoping to make major changes, so as to match the main plot and character design of the original work to the greatest extent.

These suggestions are not right for people, but most of the plots of the initial adaptation of the script were approved by Heng Kun. Heng Kun has become famous in the circle early, and his qualifications are very deep. How could a big man wanting face allow such a fledgling novice screenwriter to point fingers at his work?

So from the day Sang Yunzhi joined the team, the friction between the two of them has never been interrupted, which made it difficult for the director, and Cheng Rui came forward to mediate in the end.

But when it comes to mediation, Cheng Rui tends to favor Heng Kun most of the time.

One is because the works that Heng Kun has worked on in the past few years have achieved good results, and the other is that Sang Yunzhi is a screenwriter, and he is really not even an entry-level person. Besides, she paid a lot of money to invite Heng Kun to come here.

It was like this once, and it was also like this twice. People in the group basically knew that the temporary "Teacher Sang" was just one of the methods used by the employer to promote the works in the future, and had no actual right to speak.

Even Sang Yunzhi himself gradually realized that what Cheng Rui said to him so beautifully on the first day of the Lunar New Year and even on the day of signing the contract was nothing more than mediocrity.

Businessmen value profits, what kind of feelings do they talk about, the phrase "I am a fan of the original book" only makes people feel very ironic when I think about it now.

Heng Kun intentionally pushed Sang Yunzhi to the forefront again in front of the management representative.

Just when Cheng Rui suppressed her smile and looked towards Sang Yunzhi following Heng Kun's words, she followed suit.

Sang Yunzhi's tone was calm, without even frowning: "I don't have such a good memory as Mr. Heng Kun. I can remember these trivial things so clearly."

The implication is that it is ironic.

Throughout the ages, anyone who can get a little bit close to writing and ink has a bit of nobility and pride. Sang Yunzhi thinks that this kind of nobility is also in her bones, but it is not as annoying as Heng Kun.

Too lazy to look at people, Sang Yunzhi twitched the corners of his mouth, and passed the thick script that he had been holding in his hand to Cheng Rui: "It took me a week to revise this, and I think the plot is unreasonable." I have annotations and suggestions for revisions everywhere..."

Before he finished speaking, Heng Kun hummed lightly and smiled a little.

There was contempt and disdain in this hum.

Sang Yunzhi paused, looked at Heng Kun with parted eyes, and then scanned the expressions on the faces of the other people present.

This made it very clear. Everyone, including the other screenwriter, was unanimously embarrassed, and seemed to think that what she said meant nothing.

Looking at Cheng Rui in front of her again, similarly, she didn't reach out to pick up the script she handed out. Instead, she wrinkled her nose and said slowly, "Mr. Sang, in fact, didn't we discuss about the script some time ago?"

"It was you who made the decision, not us." Sang Yunzhi interrupted her word for word, her voice was calm without ups and downs, but she was still polite and gentle, "I have changed the script, if you want to do it yourself, anyway, I At that time, I promised Boss Cheng that you would join the group just to help you improve your work to the greatest extent... Now I have done what I should do, which is also written in the contract."

"When I should come before, I will still come."

"As for the others, several other teachers in the screenwriting group have discussed it. Anyway, my position in the group is just a publicity stunt."

Speaking of this, Sang Yunzhi's mouth finally curled into a self-deprecating smile, and there was no emotion in her deep eyes.

When I first received a call from Cheng Rui, I thought I was lucky enough to meet such a Bole who was willing to spend money and effort to restore the original work to the screen. When I told Chi Shu about this, Hao Sheng was envious.

In the end, they are actually too naive and do not understand capital.

If Sang Yunzhi was given another chance, she would not sign this contract.

She became famous as soon as she graduated, but she has never been deeply involved in this society. She didn't know that people's hearts are so complicated and changeable. The experience in Beijing taught her a lesson.

It's not a bad thing, at least you will be more careful when encountering such things in the future.old independence

After finishing speaking, Sang Yunzhi gently placed the script in his hand on the table not far away, turned around and left the studio, not paying any attention to the way the group of people behind him looked at him.

Walking down the long street with nothing to do, Sang Yunzhi stood at the gate of the studio and looked up at the blue sky, suddenly feeling as if he had unloaded a heavy burden.

Surrounded by extras dressed in all kinds of strange clothes, everyone is running for their dreams or livelihood.

The past month, big and small, actually troubled her for a long time.

In the end, under the advice of my friends, I took this compromise method, which is not too ugly while being worthy of my original intention.

There are contract constraints, although she can't play any substantive role in the whole crew, she still needs to go with the crew, otherwise she will have to pay compensation for breaking the contract.

These clauses were clearly stated in the contract earlier. Sang Yunzhi didn't understand why such a clause was added on purpose before, but now I know that when the later works are launched, the show party will definitely take the fact that the original author participated in the screenwriting throughout the whole process to the fans of the original work. In front of the hype.

Undoubtedly, the fan base of this book is still very large, and it is worth using.

But being unable to leave the group for a long time does not mean that one or two days cannot be spared to return to Yuncheng.

Lin Lu's aggrieved voice on the phone last night rang again in Sang Yunzhi's ears, and soon, he had a place to go in his heart.

She stopped the car and reported the name of the roast duck restaurant.

Along the way, the phone kept ringing, and Cheng Rui made several calls but were put on mute. Sang Yunzhi turned to chat with the driver: "Master, I'm here on a business trip, and I heard that the roast duck in Beijing is the most famous. Do you know which duck is the most authentic?"

There are many roast duck restaurants in Beijing, but which one is the most authentic and delicious, you have to ask the native driver.

"Looking for something to eat, if you ask me, you are asking the right person!" The master cheerfully turned left and right, and took the person to a time-honored shop to put him down.

It was early in the morning, just after 08:30, and the roast duck restaurant had just opened, and there were no people queuing up.

Sang Yunzhi paid the fare and went up to have a look. Before he could speak, he was reminded by the clerk: "The duck has just been roasted in the oven. If you want to buy it, you have to wait for about half an hour. If you can wait, you can go to the store and sit down. "

"Okay, thank you." Sang Yunzhi's eyes were slightly bent, staring at the busy roast duck chefs inside, and asked aloud, "But...excuse me, can your roast duck be vacuum packed?"

"I want to take it on the plane."

The author says:

Lumbago was not updated yesterday, and today this chapter has [-] words.

感谢在2022-09-0918:00:00~2022-09-1618:00:00期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 Genki Zhengtai Tingting Sauce;

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: 4 in the world; 2 for Guyan and A sauce; 4 for Yu and 1jin;

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