Song Yan tidied up the books spread out on the desk, and it was the beginning of a new school year. After returning from the United States, she was almost in a state of rest, so she naturally had time to come to school.Last semester, she could count the days she came to the school with one hand. If the SM company hadn't greeted the school, the school would definitely punish Song Yan.

To this class, Song Yan is nothing more than a name, and the chances of seeing her are not as many as in newspapers, TV, and computers.Therefore, it is rare to appear in the school, and the reaction of the students is considered normal. Some people who seem to be her mifensi will come forward to ask for autographs and group photos, and Song Yan also generously agrees.In particular, before these people leave, they will say, I wish you happiness!This made Song Yan's mood extraordinarily bright!

"Song Yanxi..."

Hearing the sound, he raised his head, and what caught his eyes was a strange male classmate, with a pair of glasses hanging on the bridge of his nose, wearing a plaid shirt, and a pair of washed-white jeans. Right now, just because Song Yan was looking at him, he seemed to be in a panic. His face was turning red at a speed visible to the naked eye.You could even see his chest rising and falling, and his breathing was short of breath.

"Hello." Song Yan smiled first, "What can I do?"

The male classmate took a deep breath because of Song Yan's kind smile. Song Yan glanced at his hand beside him clenched into a fist, as if to cheer herself up.

"Well, I have a script here. I, I, want to ask Song Yanxi to see if you can pass it on to a director for me." The male student said, holding a draft paper with the other hand, and handed it to the director. In front of Song Yan, she looked at Song Yan anxiously.

Song Yan naturally didn't take it immediately, she looked at the manuscript paper, it was really a rough work.It's just printed out on A4 paper, and the cover is still thin A4 paper. I sighed in my heart, but I saw that this boy is only a sophomore. School is the most comfortable place, so he doesn't understand These are also available.

Stopping the action of packing up the books, Song Yan signaled the male classmate to sit down: "What's your name?"

"My name is Li Zairong, I'm Song Yanxi's junior, this year's freshman." Seeing that Song Yan didn't drive him away immediately, Li Zairong thought that he might have hope, and finally forced a smile.

Unexpectedly, it turned out that he was still a freshman, Song Yan looked at Li Zairong carefully, and sure enough, he was still a little green.But he came to her for a purpose, but Song Yan couldn't just help out casually: "Why do you want to come to me? Why don't you just go to those directors?"

"I have submitted manuscripts, but they were all returned by the TV station." Li Zairong was a little uneasy when he said this, he didn't even dare to look at Song Yan directly, and hurriedly added, "But I think my script is good, it can be Make it into a TV show or a movie."

"Everyone won't say that their work is rubbish." Song Yan said the words as harsh as a blade. In an instant, Li Zairong's face was as red as a pig's liver, and his lips were agitated, wanting to refute, but he couldn't help it. I think what Song Yan said makes sense, otherwise why the manuscript keeps being returned?

When he came to Song Yan, he was holding on to his last ray of hope.When he received the admission letter from Seoul National University, he was trying to find out which class Song Yan was in, but when the school really started, he heard people say that it was very rare for Song Yan to come to school. Frustrated, he was about to lose heart.Who knew that Song Yan actually came to the school, no, he ran over immediately.

At this moment, hearing Song Yan's words without hesitation, Li Zairong felt that the last gleam of hope that was elusive in front of him was mercilessly extinguished.She stood up tremblingly, bowed to Song Yan, said sorry to bother Song Yan, then turned and left.

"Wait, tell me about your script."

After walking a few steps, Song Yan called to stop her. Li Zairong turned around in disbelief. The light in his eyes made Song Yan smile: "Let's go to the coffee shop in the school to talk. Bar."

The reason why she called Li Zairong to stop was because he was just a child.If it were someone else who was already in society, Song Yan would not help at all. As a freshman, Song Yan would be happy to help.Went to a coffee shop in the school with Lee Jae Rong, and after waiting for the waiter to serve coffee, Song Yan motioned to Lee Jae Rong to talk about his script.

"Actually, I think it is more suitable to be made into a movie. It is a light comedy, about campus love." Speaking of his own works, Lee Jae-yong seemed to be a different person, radiant and eager to dance. Although it is love, there will be funny parts in it."

Song Yan was drinking her scented tea. That's right, for a child who has never been involved in society, if he is really asked to write a script about revenge, it is probably a powerful and unconstrained style.

"First love?" What really touched Song Yan was Li Zairong's words, which aroused every student's campus memory.Moreover, the topic of first love has been tried in "Introduction to Architecture", and the effect is really amazing, isn't it?

"Yeah!" Li Zairong nodded fiercely, after bumping into walls so many times, finally someone could sit down and listen to him tell this story in detail, he was so excited that he didn't even want to drink the coffee on the table.

"I think everyone's first love is a lingering memory."

"Ah, it's not very pitiful for a person who didn't have a first love in the student days." Song Yan said cheerfully, "But what interests me is that your story happened in the student days, just like the Please Answer series. resonate."

Li Zairong blinked blankly, he still had a lot of words about his script that he had prepared, but after what Song Yan said, it seemed that was the case.Please answer that the series is under the banner of nostalgia, isn't his script the same?It's just playing the banner of the student days.Essentially the same.

"... That's right." Nodding, Li Zairong replied, "I think the feelings of the student days are always the purest."

Hearing what Li Zairong said, Song Yan had some expectations for the script in his hands.In fact, she can probably guess what the script is about, but what is the most indispensable thing?So many students!They are all existences that can pay!

"Give me the script first, can I take a look when I go back?" Song Yan stretched out her hand, and Li Zairong hurriedly handed over the script. Hearing this question, he nodded hastily, and murmured that if there really was no director willing to shoot, he would still Will thank Soo Yeon!

Song Yan asked Li Zairong for his contact information, and told him that once there was a result, no matter whether it was good or bad, she would tell him as soon as possible.Only then did Li Zairong leave in peace, and after waiting for him to leave, Song Yan did not leave immediately, but sat quietly in the coffee shop, flipping through the script.

From time to time, students who entered the coffee shop saw Song Yan and wanted to go up to say hello, but they stopped thinking when they saw her looking down.I have to mention that to a certain extent, the students of Seoul National University are still very discerning.Although the entire script is not much, it is impossible for Song Yan to read it in just a few hours.

When it was time for Jin Boyu to pick her up, Song Yan got into the car and thought about the feasibility of this script.When she was a student, she did not have such a love. To put it another way, in fact, there are only a few people who have such a memorable relationship in the student days, but this will not hinder everyone's good memories of the student days. .

in case……

"What are you thinking? So happy?"

"Interesting stuff, I think I have something to do later." Song Yan smiled, a challenge she had never had before, maybe it would be very meaningful.

"Have you received the script? Or endorsement?" Jin Boyu immediately asked

"No, I plan to make a movie."

"Huh?" Jin Boyu was shocked

==

Quan Zhilong has been in a state of erratic since he made his relationship public. Even how hard he worked, he couldn't stop the smile on his face. He watched Shengli complain to others in a low voice, as if he had never been in love in eight lifetimes!

Moreover, Quan Zhilong has never been soft on Twitter to show his affection.One every day is the basic amount, unless one day is too busy to brush, but the next day, he will definitely work hard to make up for it!This also made the VIPs shout unbearably, it turned out that Quan Zhilong who fell in love was such a person, he was almost tortured to death as a single!

[My dear, I like to eat a scoop of ice cream every day. Take it out of the refrigerator for her in advance, and it will melt a little, so that it will be easy for her to dig it up. Tell her to remember to eat it, so I can rest assured. 】Attach a photo of ice cream with melted edges

[I really... I feel that one day I will be tortured to death, and it will be the murderer Quan Zhilong! 】

[Ice cream, just one bite, and still so attentive, Longlong, why aren't you my boyfriend? 】

[Wife slave wife slave wife slave wife slave...]

[Who will eat the rest?Give it to me, will you? 】

[The rest must be eaten by Zhilong, Yanyan must dislike him for being too thin] by Zhilong is the highest

Brushing the trumpet, Quan Zhilong held the ice cream in his hand and ate it with relish, Song Yan complained about the calories, he is a man anyway, it doesn't matter if he is a little fatter.Besides, what my wife likes to eat, can I not give it to her?Except for the stars in the sky, he couldn't pick them off for her. He was willing to do anything else for her!

In particular, the renovation of that house is about to be completed now, but it is impossible to move in immediately.So, now Quan Zhilong almost lives in Song Yan's apartment, every bit of him, there are traces of him.

The cups are for couples, the pillows are for couples, and the carpet has changed colors, which he likes... Unknowingly, this apartment gradually has the taste of 'home'.

Seeing Song Yan came out of the shower, applying skin care products very normally, Quan Zhilong couldn't sit still, thinking, she should have seen the things she left in the morning, why didn't she respond?It shouldn't be!

"Ah, that..."

"What's wrong?" Song Yan replied casually

"Haha, dear, how are you feeling today?" Quan Zhilong said haha

"It's pretty good. It's interesting to receive a script."

No, what about the script?His letter should be told!Believe it!Is it the first time in your life to write a love letter?Just give such a cold reaction?

"Didn't you see the envelope I left on the dressing table for you?" Sullenly, he lowered his head and ate the ice cream... Nima, swallowed it, it was cold to the bottom of his heart... Frozen to death...

"No, maybe I was bitten by a dragon. When I came back, I saw scraps of paper on the ground, so I swept them away." Song Yan massaged her face, then turned around and asked, "What is it?"

"...It's nothing..." Let's kill him, his love letter~~~~(>_<)~~~~ It's the first time!Romance, romance!Ruined by a golden retriever! !

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