Son, Mom Will Back You

Chapter 50:

Hilltop terrace.

Zhuo Yixuan stood in front of the stone wall and tightened the black cashmere shawl wrapped around her shoulders. She looked behind her with a sad expression, and then turned to the coast hidden in the night.

"I said I don't want to participate in this kind of show anymore. Who wants to mix up with a bunch of little-known bottom screenwriters to compete for a ridiculous title, isn't this lowering my position?"

"Hi, my eldest lady, when this is the time, don't be self-willed anymore." The agent said helplessly on the phone, "You know how much time and energy we spent on contacting people and how much we hire The Shui Army reluctantly pulled the public opinion back to a neutral position? If you don't come up with something that can prove yourself, and once you bring your reputation back, you will be so half-black and not red!"

Zhuo Yixuan couldn't refute, and after silence, she just snorted unconvincedly: "How to prove that through this first issue, we have to start recording a broken show that hasn't moved on the Internet?"

"Please don't worry about it. Behind the "Golden Edition" is BH Media. This is the most favored dark horse company in the industry this year. There will be no problems with this program. As long as you show great success, you can borrow this program. Find your place in the screenwriting world."

"..."

Zhuo Yixuan was skeptical of what the agent said, but her impatient emotion was finally calmed down.

Zhuo Yixuan glanced behind her and lowered her voice when she saw no one was paying attention, and asked, "Do you have any preparations for the script in the show?...Of course I can write it myself, but it's not foolproof enough."

Agent: "Although this program group is secretive and refuses to disclose the process, don’t you worry that I created a new folder for you on your computer? There are a bunch of material scripts in it, At that time, no matter how they make problems, you will always find a suitable one, right?"

The corners of Zhuo Yixuan's mouth curled up, but quickly flattened out: "Yes, you are quite prepared."

"This is a turnaround, how can we feel relieved to send you without getting ready."

"..."

After another reminder, the call finally ended under Zhuo Yixuan's impatience.

At night, the sea breeze was even cooler, even if only a few strands penetrated through the newly erected fence, Zhuo Yixuan couldn't help but tighten her shawl.

"What the **** show group, I chose such a place..." Zhuo Yixuan grumbled dissatisfiedly, and walked towards the long table.

The long table is covered with white tablecloths, on both sides are retro candle holders, and in the center is a row of glazed vases filled with red roses.

On both sides of the white tablecloth, there are four chairs in each row. The flower-shaped napkins bloom on the polished and clean dinner plate.

The staff of the program team checked by the side: "Why is there no one here?"

"The cast and screenwriters are missing one each. I just received the news that I seem to be lost on the island."

"You can get lost even in a place that's the size of this bullet, so you're crazy?"

"Wait a little longer."

"Oh, that's the only way."

Zhuo Yixuan arrogantly hooked her chin and walked behind the two staff members who were talking, and gently curled her lips when she heard the words.

Lost and late? Which era is the reason.

The actor is fine, let alone there is a screenwriter, a bunch of low-level screenwriters who don't know where to find, there are even bigger names than her.

Zhuo Yixuan stopped at the long table. When she was considering where she was going to sit, she heard one of the staff members who had just passed by suddenly raised her head.

"Ah, finally coming."

"?"

Zhuo Yixuan glanced at her casually, her eyes fell to the terrace entrance, and then she saw two figures coming up from the stone steps in tandem.

Broken hair, everyday silver mirrors, black T-shirt, lean waist and slender legs wrapped in khaki trousers.

The silhouette of the young man leading the little girl behind him with a half-low eye and patiently waiting for her to come up was enough to make anyone who hadn't seen him on the terrace stunned for a few seconds.

Zhuo Yixuan's figure was shocked.

When she instinctively suspected that this was her own illusion in her mind, she heard the staff behind her also return to their senses and talk softly.

"Actor? So good-looking?"

"should be."

"New debut? Otherwise, how could it be buried for so long, I don't know what his name is."

"The one registered on the data sheet is called Luo Xiu, and I don't know him either."

"However, it is estimated that it will be popular when the first episode is broadcast."

"Yes."

Zhuo Yixuan was able to recover.

The joy in her eyes didn't last for a second, she suddenly froze on her face when she saw the girl behind the person clearly.

Gu! Read!

Why is this lingering thought again!

Before the stone steps.

As soon as Gu Nian stepped on the terrace in the first step, she felt a very strong sense of presence fall on her. She instinctively raised her head and met Zhuo Yixuan's cold eyes.

Gu Nian was expressionless, her eyes widened.

"!"

Zhuo Yixuan's fingers clenched tightly: that little screenwriter actually ignored her again!

Before Zhuo Yixuan's attack, the staff of the program team spoke with the prepared speakers: "The eight guests have arrived and can sit down at the table. The four screenwriter teachers, please sit down to my left. The four actor teachers, please sit to my right."

Gu Nian was about to be dismantled when she first came up. She was very disappointed: She also planned to experience the motherly psychology of helping the baby goose peeling shrimp, shellfish or picking vegetables, so as to correct her mother's fan line, which is so inclined today.

I don’t know if Luo Xiu could see through this small depression. Just after Gu Nian lowered his head for two seconds, he heard a chuckle from the top of his head: "I want to sit opposite you, okay?"

"!"

Gu Nian's eyes lit up, and he looked up, "Of course!"

"Then you choose first?"

"Okay, shall we just sit down?"

Looking at the slender figure by the long table, Gu Nian was stunned.

The other person happened to be looking here too, and after meeting Gu Nian's gaze, the girl slowly nodded towards the two, showing a kind smile.

Gu Nian regained his vigilance: "Why is Zong Shiyi here?"

Luo Xiu had a meal, lowered his eyes and asked gently, "You don't like her?"

"Personally, I like her a lot, but didn't she specifically refuse to play with your opponent in "You Demon" before," Gu Niancan wrinkled her face with rich expression, "I have a bit of revenge."

Luo Xiu smiled lightly.

Gu Nian heard this, turned back a little bit of hatred for iron and steel, and whispered, "She treated you that way, how can you still laugh. Don't you hold grudges?"

Luo Xiu said frankly: "There is no hatred to remember."

Gu Nian turned back and sighed, "It's not good for you to be so kind in the circle, you will be eaten by others."

"..."

Luo Xiu smiled deeper, but he hid under his pressure.

Gu Nian could only hear his soft voice: "It's okay, isn't you there?"

Gu Nian thought about it for a while, nodded firmly, "Okay, I will!"

Luo Xiu: "Shall we go there together?"

"Ok!"

The first formal dinner arranged by the program group was very rich. It’s a pity that there are three women and one man in the screenwriter group. Except for Gu Nian, they don’t seem to have any appetites. The two men and two women in the actor group. The three people except Luo Xiu are all flow actors with more or less named names in the circle, probably to control the heat. The amount of cat food.

Luo Xiu didn't eat much either. Gu Nian knew that he was suffering from stomach problems. In order to avoid increasing the burden of stomach function, he always ate small amounts at night.

Gu Nian stared sadly at the dinner plate that the baby goose hadn't touched much.

If he cancels the contract with the customer, the assistant and agent should also take it back. Wouldn't it be that no one will give him evening tea to nourish his stomach?

She had learned a few soup recipes to nourish her stomach at home and online, but the materials on the island are limited and the kitchen may not be open...

Gu Nianzheng was sad, the familiar loud horn sounded

"Since the eight guests have finished their meal, before the free exchange session later, the program team will first announce the rules and procedures of the program to everyone."

The point after waiting all night finally came.

Several people at the table became nervous at the same time, and looked at the head of the director group who came to the head of the table.

Coincidentally, it was the expressionless little person in charge who came to read the rules during the day and said that he was hiding arsenic in his posterior molars.

Gu Nian:...She has an ominous premonition.

The little person in charge came up with a tablet. He stopped at the head of the table, did not respond to the gazes that fell, lowered his head to face the tablet, and began to read without any waves.

"The "Gold Medal Screenwriter" has a total of 8 resident guests, of which 4 screenwriting teachers participated in the competition, and 4 actors and teachers were assigned to perform. The specific process is as follows.

"First, before the start of the recording of each program, the director team will determine the core theme of the current period, and the creation of the four screenwriting teachers must be based on this theme."

"Secondly, after the recording starts, the program team will randomly distribute 8 different script keywords to 8 guests, and the guests do not know each other; after the distribution is completed, a mini game will be played in each phase to complete the screenwriting and actors. Pair-to-one competition."

"Thirdly, four groups will be formed after the current pairing is completed. Each group of screenwriters must use the core words of the current period as the theme, and compulsorily add script keywords carried by two members of the group as elements to complete the original script."

"Fourth, the script creation is limited to three days, and the rehearsal is limited to three days. The final performance time must be controlled within half an hour. Each set of scripts must be starred by the actor and teacher in the group, and the remaining actors can be provided by the program team."

"Fifth, the creation and rehearsal are over, the group will perform live on stage in the order of drawing lots, and the judges and professional film critics will give a comprehensive score."

"the above."

The little person in charge finished reading with a blank face, and looked up slowly, "Are there any uncertainties or questions about teachers?"

"..."

The four actors on the sidelines sympathetically turned to the four screenwriters on the opposite side.

The young screenwriters selected for the first two written interviews were probably shocked by this rule. Gu Nian was affected by the daylight. Looking at this face, there were no questions to ask, so in the end only Zhuo Yixuan spoke.

"So that is, one common subject, two random keywords, improvising and completing a complete script within three days, and within half an hour?"

The person in charge of the speech nodded: "Thanks for the summary."

Zhuo Yixuan frowned and asked, "Such rules are like propositional composition, won't they kill the subjective initiative of creation too much?"

Person in charge: "Script."

Zhuo Yixuan: "What?"

The person in charge repeated blankly: "It's a propositional script, not a propositional composition."

Zhuo Yixuan: "..."

The person in charge looked at the others: "Do teachers have any other questions?"

"..."

After Zhuo Yixuan took the initiative to "take her own humiliation", the other two young screenwriters who had recovered from it apparently no longer wanted to ask questions.

The person in charge turned his head back again: "Then read out three rules. First, the four screenwriter teachers must ensure that the scripts in the show are personal original works that have not been published in any form on any platform, and there is no infringement."

After finishing this article, there were a few faint gazes outside the field, intentionally or unintentionally falling on Zhuo Yixuan.

Zhuo Yixuan's body became stiff, her face was stretched and she said nothing.

The person in charge was unmoved and continued to read: "Secondly, to ensure that the previous article is more implemented, the creation and rehearsal for a total of 6 days are all carried out on the island. During this period, all network signals will be blocked to avoid any irregular'off-site help' behavior."

After reading this article, the guests on both sides of the long table showed varying degrees of shock. Even Gu Nian, who had been drooping his eyes, raised his eyes.

Zhuo Yixuan frowned and wanted to speak again, but thinking of the gaze cast on her secretly before, she could only endure it.

"Finally, in order to be foolproof, all screenwriters' computers and mobile phones and other work supplies must be handed over to the program team for safekeeping. They will be returned before the stage.

"How can this work?"

Zhuo Yixuan finally couldn't help it.

She almost slapped the table, leaning forward and looking ugly: "Why are you taking my personal belongings?"

The person in charge raised his head blankly: "This is also for the sake of fairness. Is there any problem with Teacher Zhuo?"

Zhuo Yixuan: "I'm used to computer creation. I can't use ordinary paper and pen. It will delay my inspiration!"

Person in charge: "Teachers please rest assured that tomorrow we will provide computers, card-free mobile phones, paper and pens and other work supplies you need to ensure that the creative inspiration of each teacher is not affected."

Zhuo Yixuan: "Yes..."

Person in charge: "Do you have any other questions, Teacher Zhuo?"

Zhuo Yixuan gritted her teeth secretly.

She knows that if no one else mentions it, further questioning will only make herself suspicious.

"I have a question."

"..."

There was a silence in the field.

The person in charge's eyes flickered, and he turned to look at the end of the long table: "Mr. Gu?"

The girl who had been sitting there all night raised her head, her shoulder-length mid-length hair was soft and light by the sea breeze, but it was a pity that there was no expression on that beautiful face, and her voice was lazy.

Gu Nian lowered her arm, "Is the range of motion on the island also restricted?"

"There is no network signal on the whole island, so several teachers in any area on the island can do activities."

"Ok."

"Do the teachers have any other questions?"

"..."

Under Zhuo Yixuan's unwillingness and could only hold back her gaze, the person in charge frankly announced the end of the rules and entered the free exchange time.

After confirming that there are no other events scheduled tonight, all three screenwriters except Gu Nian "run".

Gu Nian went to the bathroom and came back. Seeing that only four of the actors were left on the terrace, she walked over in a daze.

Luo Xiu leaned in the chair and didn't move, but turned his head when he heard footsteps.

Gu Nian stopped blankly and pointed to the three empty chairs diagonally across from him: "Where are they...people?"

"Probably going back to tuition."

"Tutorial?"

"Well, the program team will take control of computers, mobile phones and other items tomorrow morning."

Gu Nian suddenly leaned against the long table: "Then they are going back to review the characters and plot material in the computer."

Seeing that she didn't mean to leave, Luo Xiu cast his eyes down with a smile: "Aren't you going? They left racing against time."

Gu Nian pushed the hair that was blown to her ears by the sea breeze away, curled her eyes and smiled, "No, I'm a talented player."

Luo Xiu nodded seriously.

Gu Nian smiled: "Do you really believe it?"

"Ok."

"You are too good to lie, haha."

"But even if you don't say it yourself, I think so."

"...?"

Gu Nian was startled, and lowered her black pupils to look at him, with a bit of uncertainty deep in her confirmation: "Why?"

Luo Xiu said nothing.

Gu Nian hesitated: "Do you know that I am..."

"Gu screenwriter?"

The sudden voice interrupted the delicate atmosphere between the two.

Gu Nian had to look back helplessly. Standing obliquely behind Luo Xiu's chair is another male guest from the cast. He has curly linen hair and is dressed in hip-hop style wide underwear. He smiles and reveals two small tiger teeth, which is full of youth.

Gu Nian knows him, Yu Song, who made his debut at the age of 20, was an instant hit. This year he was only 23. But the coffee in the circle is half a line higher than Zong Shiyi, and he is already the top young actor in the first line .

The "Golden Edition" program group was able to invite him to be a resident guest so quietly, which fully proved the terrible background of this program.

The other party took the initiative to come over to say hello. Gu Nian couldn't ignore it. She could only straighten up from the table and nod to the other party: "Hello."

Yu Song stretched out his hand, his smile made the little tiger teeth at the corner of his mouth more obvious: "I am Yu Song."

Gu Nian hesitated, but still raised the hand hanging beside him, toward the hand of the man who reached towards him: "Yu Xian"

It's still close, and Hu was cut off.

Gu Nian's eyes flickered, Luo Xiu got up from the chair, she took Yu Song's hand one step ahead, and turned her back to block her sight.

"Hello," the person with his back to her said softly, "I am Luo Xiu."

A very low hissing came into her ears, and Gu Nian stared blankly at Luo Xiu's unmoving back. As she was about to walk around, she vaguely heard something like "really stingy".

Gu Nian: "............?"

Gu Nianzheng was puzzled, Luo Xiu stepped aside to let go of the space in front of her, Yu Song grinned a little inexplicably, but immediately turned back to a brilliant smile after meeting her gaze.

Gu Nian hesitated, but still looked at Luo Xiu: "Do you know each other?"

Yu Songlu smiled, Luo Xiu's expression was faint, and the two spoke at the same time

Yu Song: "I know."

Luo Xiu: "I don't know."

Silent for a few seconds.

Yu Song turned his head wounded: "?"

Under Gu Nian's gaze, Luo Xiu changed his words indifferently: "It's not a acquaintance, it's just a fate when BH Media signed the program contract."

Gu Nian nodded suddenly

She was wondering that although Baby Goose is very handsome, but after all, the actual 180 lines, logically would not have any intersection with Yu Song's first-line traffic.

It turned out that I met when we went to BH Media to sign a contract.

Gu Nian had rounded up the logic for Luo Xiu, and didn't notice that Yu Song was rubbing his hand that was reddened with a slight warning just now, while staring at Luo Xiu with tearful accusation.

Luo Xiu just didn't see it.

When Gu Nian recovered, Yu Song had consciously returned to normal and asked her with a smile: "Will the screenwriter Gu go back and prepare tomorrow's script?"

Gu Nian raised her face and said honestly: "I don't know a key word, and there is nothing to prepare."

Yu Song: "The other three screenwriters have already gone back to prepare?"

Gu Nian: "They are professional streamers."

Yu Song: "Then who is the screenwriter Gu?" Gu Nianmu said with a face: "Heavenly horses flow in the sky."

Yu Song: "...poof."

Yu Song's laughter quickly attracted the attention of the other two ladies at the end of the long table. They seemed to say something, and got up back and forth and came over here.

Gu Nian Yu Guangyan saw, with a headache, he wanted to drill down the long table.

Unfortunately not.

Of the two actresses who came here, one of them is naturally Gu Nian Zong Shiyi who has a bit of a grudge, the other is more special

Wen Chu, the youngest actress in the domestic first-line film and television awards, 26 this year, child star debut, acting skills comparable to some old drama bones, but usually very low-key, not marketing or hype, excellent reputation.

This should be her first time participating in a variety show.

Gu Nian once again sighed in his heart for the terrifying depth of the background and connections of BH Media behind the "Golden Edition" program group.

Then she took the initiative to say hello to them: "Miss Wen, Miss Zong."

Regardless of Wen Chu's status as a queen, Gu Nian was still breastfeeding when his three- to five-year-old child star debuted.

Zong Shiyi immediately responded with a gentle greeting, but Wen Chu just nodded coldly.

Gu Nian was not surprised.

Unlike the 23-year-old Yu Song who was always jokingly "Always 18", Wen Chu was only 26, but in the eyes of some younger performers of the same age, his majesty is comparable to that of 62.

It's not because of her old face. It's just that she has always been cold and talkative. After the play, she always has a strong aura, as cold as a female general who will come at any time to take your dog's head with a long knife.

Therefore, in Wen Chu's unusually low-key fan base, the biggest account is the girls who shout "Sister A" and "Sister marry me" all day long.

Gu Nian believes that there is absolutely no young man who can afford to be rude in front of her imperial sister.

"Wow, sister is so cool, can you sign me sister?"

"...?"

Gu Nian looked at the young man who was grinning brightly at Wen Chu with little tiger teeth, and silently pulled back his previous words.

She was wrong.

There is never a shortage of true warriors in the world.

?

Gu Nian doesn't like most social occasions. Trying to figure out how to meet with you and me will make her feel tired. Perhaps because of Luo Xiu's presence tonight, she can still enjoy it.

But this pleasure did not last past 9 o'clock.

The sea breeze is getting colder, and the "sister" in the ear is still screaming. Gu Nian yawned secretly and was mobilizing the brain cells that hadn't fallen asleep to think about how to find a reason to leave. She heard the chair next to her pull away on the terrace floor.

"Sorry, it's late, I am going back to rest."

Gu Nian immediately raised her eyes.

Before she looked up for help, she had heard the voice with a gentle smile and asked, "Ms. Gu wants to go back with me?"

"..."

After being close for a long time, Gu Nian was stunned by the phrase "Miss Gu".

Although he knew that Luo Xiu was trying to avoid suspicion, Gu Nian still felt an inexplicable loss. Before she had time to think about the emotions, she hurriedly got up: "Okay, I just happened to be a little sleepy."

Saying goodbye to the other three, Gu Nian and Luo Xiu went out of the terrace on the top of the mountain one after the other, and walked along the stone steps towards the wooden house on the beach under the low mountain.

The night was silent, Gu Nian was out of God, and went back to their residence without speaking.

When he stepped on the wooden corridor ladder, Gu Nian suddenly returned to his senses and looked behind him.

After a step or two, the man gazed at her back gently. Gu Nian's eyes drew a wave of ripples on the lake, and they spread out more and more.

She was a little flustered inexplicably, and hid her smile: "Luo Xiu, why are you silent all the way?"

"Seeing you are tired," Luo Xiu smiled lightly, "I don't want to disturb you."

"Well, it's actually okay." Gu Nian retreated and walked back. When she lowered her head, she saw her shadow being followed by Luo Xiu and followed suit.

She was stunned again.

When he came back to his senses, Gu Nian had already turned the corner outside the corridor and stood outside the door of his room.

She hesitated to open the door: "Then, see you tomorrow?"

Luo Xiu smiled lightly and asked, "Is there nothing you want to tell me?"

Gu Nian stopped.

Of course there is.

but……

Luo Xiu sighed silently with the embarrassment of seeing through the girl.

He lowered his eyes and took a step forward, only to meet the girl in front of him leaning on the door and turning and raising his head: "Tomorrow's game"

The courage he had finally plucked up disappeared at too close a distance.

Gu Nian froze.

Without waiting for any reaction from her muddy brain, it was deeply burned in her sight. The man gently raised his arm to support the wall next to the house door, and he leaned slightly. As if it was about her height, his thin figure suppressed the light of the land under the eaves, and the light surging waves in the distant mountains.

At the nearest place where Gu Nian was startled, he stopped.

Luo Xiu looked at her deeply, then lowered his eyes, with a smile: "It might break the rules a bit, but I still can't restrain selfishness."

"Private...heart?"

"Ok."

"?"

"Tomorrow's matchmaking..."

Luo Xiu finally raised his eyes. Under the inverted light, his brown eyes became like ink, not bottoming out.

He leaned to her ear, like an intimate whisper, a little secret shared by teammates

"Do you want me, Gu Nian?"

"...!"

Gu Nian stopped suddenly.