Son, Mom Will Back You

Chapter 7

The little assistant looked at Gu Nian's eyes with deep meaning. If a heart reader is inserted in him, there is a high probability that the slogan "Heh, another woman who is pleased" will drift past.

Gu Nian was wronged. She can't speak yet.

She could only reluctantly glance at her "hostage" "Everyday Goose Raising" that she had fallen into Luo Xiu's hands. While calculating in her heart how to save it, she said in tears: "The role is the first, the most Later this weekend, our team will make up the lines and scenes, and the crew will see you then."

Luo Xiu nodded lightly: "Okay."

"Then I will go now, Mr. Luo Xiu good night."

"..." Luo Xiu stopped his eyebrows, then raised his eyes, "Okay."

Gu Nian picked up her bag and left. When she passed by the assistant, she hesitated. She endured it or couldn't help it. She leaned over and said softly, "I know there is a very good night snack shop in town."

Assistant: "Huh?"

Gu Nian blamed him and looked at him: "My goose... Luo Xiu has lost a lot of weight, don't you think?"

"Have it?"

The little assistant looked up blankly, facing the side face of his boss across the short girl.

The man leaned back in a chair, his shirt hung on his shoulders, slender arms and interlocking fingers. He was turning his face sideways lazily and looking at the night outside the French window.

Hidden behind the lens, the emotions in the corners of the eyes have long become cold and cold.

The little assistant turned back with shame, "Ah, this, I will remind Brother Luo to pay attention to three meals."

Gu Nian sighed distressedly: "Although it looks like a clothes rack, it looks great in any clothes, but it will definitely not work if it is too thin. It is not good for your health..."

Gu Nian's voice lowered, the more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable it became.

No, tomorrow, as a diehard fan, you must ask the assistant on the social software, where are the health care products she sent him, why the baby goose will look so thin at close range.

Hey, I really want to invite the goose to eat supper every day, and make him a little fatter...

With the resentment of the old mother, Gu Nian left Luo Xiu's room.

After she left, the little assistant went to Luo Xiu's chair, dumbfounded: "Brother Luo, what's the situation with this screenwriter?"

Luo Xiu turned his eyes back.

The little assistant bowed her waist and lowered her voice: "I said goodnight to you so coldly and warmly. She didn't want to rule you out, right?"

Luo Xiu's eyelashes drooped, and the smile in his eyes was like broken glass folded into a cold light: "If it is, she shouldn't need to spend so much time."

The little assistant asked blankly: "Huh? What week did she spend?"

Luo Xiu hadn't answered yet, and his phone shook slightly on the round coffee table. The screen lights up and the information comes from a string of numbers without notes.

The little assistant glanced habitually: "Whose text message? Is there anything to do with the crew?"

Luo Xiu paused for a moment, then picked up the phone and said casually, "Gu Nian."

"what?"

"The screenwriter."

"Oh, yes, her name is Gu Nian."

"..."

There are two messages, one before and after:

[There is an assistant before leaving, so it’s not convenient to say, don’t worry, I won’t tell anyone about tonight! ]

[Don't be afraid, concentrate on filming! I believe you will get hot! ]

Luo Xiu let go of the phone and leaned in the chair for two seconds. The assistant suddenly heard the man chuckle.

The little assistant bowed his head blankly, wanting to read the content of the text message-something that could really amuse his boss, he really hadn't seen it.

It's a pity that the screen is already dark, and the assistant can't see clearly: "What did she post?"

"Probably so," Luo Xiu turned his eyes away and fell into the night view outside the window, "show off, or threaten."

The little assistant was surprised: "Huh? What to show off?"

"Take my handle."

"?!" The little assistant became nervous, "Did she ask you to do anything? Do we want to inform sister Anna?"

"No. Don't make a fuss."

Luo Xiu remembered something, he took off his glasses, took the lens cleaning cloth and slowly wiped the slender silver frame temples.

The little assistant breathed a sigh of relief, and then complained: "You still said she wasn't, isn't it."

"What is it."

"I want to rule you out," the assistant frowned, "I think she not only wants to rule you out, but also cares about the user experience."

"?"

"Before she left, she told me that Brother Luo, you were too thin, and asked me to give you a meal. Isn't that just because you are not in good shape."

"..."

The slender and beautiful fingers holding the lens cleaning cloth stopped.

Quiet for a few seconds, and let out a faint smile.

"She said?"

The little assistant nodded sharply: "Yes, she still recommends me a night snack shop."

"it is good."

The little assistant was confused, "What's so good?"

Luo Xiu raised his eyes lazily, and for a second, the fake gentleness under his eyes had not dissipated, and suddenly he pulled out a cold sharp sharp sense from it.

But only in that moment.

The silver glasses were lightly buttoned back by him, so a gentle smile replaced the eyes that were heavily stained with micro-hooks. Luo Xiu leaned back in the chair and turned to look out the window with a thin look.

"Quite fun."

"?"

The little assistant was even more confused.

Luo Xiu didn't explain to him: "It's okay to go back and rest. I'm going to the bathroom."

The little assistant returned to his senses and pointed to the man's half-wet and half-dry broken hair: "Did you just wash it?"

"..."

Luo Xiu's eyes became cold when Zhuo Yixuan flung back on the wall, and he raised his eyes faintly without speaking.

The little assistant got it wrong: "Oh, because I have been in the same room with that little screenwriter for too long, right?"

After this reminder, Luo Xiu remembered something and looked at his wrist. Different from the strong perfume on Zhuo Yixuan's body, he remembered the faint fragrance left by the closer shampoo.

Is it because he left too fast, so he didn't disgust him?

The little assistant was still muttering in his ear: "Brother Luo, it wasn't me who said that your severe cleanliness is really curable. Once you enter a public place, you don’t even slobber, which is too easy to offend people... Although I It is estimated that the cure will not be possible."

"It may not be."

"what?"

Luo Xiu looked away from his wrist and got up. The little assistant who was looking back happened to see the soft leather notebook next to Luo Xiu: "Hey—be careful!"

Did not have time.

Luo Xiu stumbled on the book, fell from the coffee table, and fell to the ground with a snap.

Luo Xiu crouched down and picked up the notebook. He was planning to put it directly on the table, but just after getting it in the air, a card in the notebook fell out.

Luo Xiu stretched out his hand to pick it up and swept away at will.

He stopped.

[Happy Children's Day, Baby Goose! Happy every day!

Mom will always love you! ]

Probably for the occasion, colorful love fireworks were carefully painted on the greeting cards.

Luo Xiu:...

The assistant next to him also saw it, and he chuckles and laughs: "Brother Luo, you die-hard fan is so amazing. Except for Qingming Festival, she will send you a bunch of health care products whenever it is a holiday."

Luo Xiu stood up: "There is also this time?"

Assistant: "Yes, the two big boxes are in the company. They didn't send them here because they knew you didn't need them, because they were too heavy. Anyway, for two years, this is really an old mother's meticulous care. "

Luo Xiu didn't say a word, opened the soft cover, and prepared to insert the card back.

Put the card back in half, and the bold black letters on the top of the book have already caught his eye——

"Blind Branch Goose Daily"

Down, there is a simple sketch of his q version with two wings on the back.

Side note: Baby Goose is an angel. Mom will always love and protect you. muah.

Luo Xiu:............

He really wanted to see his wild old mother now.

The little assistant laughed at the end of his breath, and while falling down, asked with difficulty, "Brother Luo, hahahaha, this, isn't this really what your aunt did on purpose?"

"will not."

"Maybe, otherwise you call to ask her if she—"

"She is dead."

The little assistant's laughter stopped abruptly.

After a second or two, he raised his head stiffly, and faced Luo Xiu's calm profile, which casually put down the notebook.

When he said that, the man's expression and tone did not change a bit, he was gentle as usual. The little assistant felt cold: "The one who called you last time?"

Luo Xiu smiled unchanged: "It's my brother's mother."

Assistant: "..."

It is no wonder that since he has been with Luo Xiu for two years, he has never seen this person return home during the Chinese New Year, let alone any relatives or friends around this person, even the home phone is the only one.

This means that even in the so-called "home", I have lived alone, for more than 20 years...

Brain is enough.

The little assistant dared not speak at all.

Luo Xiu took the phone and walked into the bathroom.

Placed on the water-proof shelf, slender fingers unbuttoned the shirt, revealing a little bit of a well-structured chest.

By the third one, the cool white muscle lines in the shirt were looming, and the mobile phone on the shelf shook slightly again.

Luo Xiu looked faint, and looked down.

It's still the unremarked number.

[Good night, Mr. Luo Xiu. ]

The finger stopped.

Just like he was shocked when he heard the girl say that not long ago. It was the first time he heard the gentle good night from the bottom of his heart.

[I said goodnight to you so cold and warm, she didn’t want to rule you out, right]

Gu Nian...

Luo Xiu threw the shirt that he had taken off into the laundry basket. After a two-second pause, he picked up the phone and clicked on the comment option.

•

After returning home for two consecutive days, Gu Nian buried his head in the script in the room, barely seeing the sun outside.

This level of inspiration and agile thoughts once made Jiang Xiaoqing and Qin Yuanyuan ashamed. They can't help too much, they can only take care of three meals for Gu Nian, and talk about setting and enlightenment at night.

At noon on the third day, Jiang Xiaoqing and Qin Yuanyuan came back from outside.

Putting down the box lunch on the table, the two looked at each other, but Jiang Xiaoqing said, "Gu Nian, do you look at your phone?"

Gu Nian, who was typing on the keyboard, didn't look up: "No, what's wrong."

"..."

After Gu Nian wrote a few more lines, she realized that there was no echo in the room. She turned her head and saw the embarrassed expressions of Jiang Xiaoqing and Qin Yuanyuan.

"Something went wrong?" Gu Nian stopped and squeezed her aching knuckles. She turned her head and looked around and found that she hadn't known where the phone was thrown by her.

Jiang Xiaoqing sighed, pulled a stool and sat down: "The director team said that we don't need to write this role."

"——?"

Gu Nian froze for a few seconds before turning back.

Jiang Xiaoqing shrank her neck and said in a low voice: "It seems that the screenwriter of "You Demon" has also come to the crew. The director team said that she took the initiative to add a new role, so we can't be used anymore."

Gu Nian: "Zhuo Yixuan?"

Jiang Xiaoqing was very angry: "Yes, Zhuo Yixuan, she didn't come because the shooting conditions were not good before, but she didn't know why she came again the day before yesterday.

Gu Nian rubbed her numb wrist expressionlessly: "Are you sure the director team wants her to write?"

"Associate Director Lin sent us the news," Jiang Xiaoqing dissatisfied, "I don't know what the director team thinks. The script is clearly written by you, and of course you are most familiar with it."

Qin Yuanyuan hesitated, then interjected: "Zhuo Yixuan is now quite famous in the screenwriting industry, and the director team will definitely be happy to come."

Jiang Xiaoqing: "What is her fame? Does she have works!"

Qin Yuanyuan: ""Five Me" is enough."

Speaking of this, Jiang Xiaoqing even exploded: "Ah, ah, as a blind fan for two years, I said that for the ten thousandth time, Zhuo Yixuan is definitely not [Blind Branch]! Blind Branch is impossible to bear the **** beautiful screenwriter this This kind of name has swaggered the market!"

Qin Yuanyuan stopped talking.

Gu Nian closed the tablet, got up, her voice was lazy: "It doesn't matter if she is."

"?" Jiang Xiaoqing turned her head back.

"Most fans think she is, and she has enough hype gimmicks herself, that's enough."

"can……"

Jiang Xiaoqing was full of anger and wanted to refute, but after opening her mouth she couldn't say anything.

She knew it was true. In the age of traffic, the height of capital standing in each industry looks down, and the world has long been not the age of "wine fragrance is not afraid of deep alleys". What's more, ‘deep alley’ itself has gradually become a marketing direction, and those who are really deep in the alley who refuse to cater to the times and do not want to ‘follow the flow’, can only be buried forever in the torrent of the traffic age.

Jiang Xiaoqing became more and more angry, beating the table irritably: "Ah, ah, is Blind Branch in an old forest in the deep mountains? Why did you watch this woman pretend to be her name and swagger through the city, but she didn’t come out and beat the head of this beautiful screenwriter? what!"

Qin Yuanyuan was helpless to appease: "If Zhuo Yixuan is not a blind branch, then maybe there is something unspeakable hidden in the blind branch."

Jiang Xiaoqing: "She is not! Absolutely not!!"

Qin Yuanyuan: "Okay, no, no."

Jiang Xiaoqing wanted to say something more, the figure floated past in front of her, she was taken aback, and then turned her head: "Gu Nian where are you going?"

"Director group."

"Why are you going to the director team?"

Gu Nian rubbed her numb neck, sluggishly, and her voice came back lightly: "Ask the director about the principles of life."

"??"

The courtyard door opened.

The dry heat and the cicadas screamed. The vast sky was blue and white and cloudless, and the sky in the mountains seemed to be cleaner than that in the city.

But the sun is just as poisonous, and the air is roasted to give a fragrance of vegetation mixed with earth.

Standing outside the simple courtyard, Gu Nian stretched lazily. Facing the dazzling sun, she shifted her gaze, brushed across the distant mountains, and finally landed on the tops of the green trees protruding into the wall from outside the courtyard.

Gu Nianling sighed, her voice was so soft that the wind was gone.

"It's really an old forest deep in the mountains."

•

"You, it's you who refuse to write, and you are the one who is rushing to write if someone writes. Tell me, why do you like to sing against us so much?"

In front of the familiar window, beside the familiar table, the familiar assistant director Lin held his familiar old tea mug.

Gu Nian was devastated by the script for two days, and was exposed all the way. At this time, it is still sluggish than last time: "Similarly, if we write it as you, it is you who bothered to write half of it and let us invalidate it. There is no such thing in the monkey show. Yeah."

"Just your tongue is clever," Deputy Director Lin was angry and funny, and raised his eyelids. "This time you are determined, do you have to fight with the director?"

Gu Nian raised her hand, nodded and pulled her lower eyelid.

Deputy Director Lin: "What are you doing, making faces with me?"

Gu Nian slouched: "No, let you see my dark circles. In order to add this role, I dreamed of moving bricks, and the dark circles were about to fall on my knees-after you changed you, can you go back without saying a word? "

Assistant Director Lin wanted to bear it, but still couldn't hold back his laugh.

Gu Nian's screenwriting team was chosen by him, and he has also seen Gu Nian's script. He is too young, and his line skills are still poor, but the structure of the story and the flesh and blood of the characters are well done.

The more realistic aspect is that although the little girl always looks like she can't wake up, she has a good natural foundation, a beautiful and cozy appearance, a weird and lazy personality and a bit of cleverness, and she is not as sharp as a stunned head. It's not so sophisticated, and it's not so smooth that it loses its personality-it's hard to dislike it.

On the whole, he is very optimistic about the future of this young man, otherwise he would not condone her so much.

"All right, then I will help you to take the bridge this time." The assistant director stood up, "but it depends on you if you can talk to him."

"Thank you, Director Lin."

"At this point, the filming is almost over. The director should go to the temporary canteen. I will take you over to see if you can meet it."

"it is good."

Said it is a temporary canteen, but it is actually a large piece of connected private house rented next to the filming location. Compared to where Gu Nian lived, there are two floors here.

The cafeteria is on the second floor.

Going up the wooden stairs, Gu Nian deeply felt that every board under his feet was groaning. In his groaning, he told of their disrepair for a long time, only waiting for a destined person to get caught in **** one day, stepping on it and falling to the ground. floor.

Sacrifice yourself for the benefit of future generations.

After being alert to this, Gu Nian immediately took out her mobile phone, ready to send a message to the baby Goose to remind her. However, before the first word was typed, she heard the assistant director walking on it exclaimed in surprise.

Gu Nian looked up.

Assistant Director Lin looked at it and said to herself: "Zuo Yixuan doesn't even bother to come here for dinner."

Gu Nian wasn't interested, she lowered her eyelids and continued to send messages. It's a pity that Assistant Director Lin didn't let her go. He was very provocative, and turned away with a smile: "Hey, that's robbed of your job. Director Geng heard that she was the blind branch who wrote "Five Me". After that, I kept holding her."

"..."

Assistant Director Lin was "graciously invited" to watch, but Gu Nian couldn't refuse, so he had to go up the two steps and look into the door.

At the moment he was about to leave, Gu Nian froze——

The beautiful woman who caught the eyes of half of the cafeteria staff seemed to be waiting for someone and sat in it impatiently.

There is a familiarity from head to toe.

If you change back to the tight red skirt she wore at the hotel that night, it must be more familiar.

After the air was dead.

Deputy Director Lin laughed: "How about, is she really a great beauty? Her family background is quite strong, she has a wide network of contacts, and she has the reputation of [Blind Branch] and fans to **** her, and most people can't afford to offend-you will be able to decide later. , Don’t offend people."

Gu Nian: "..."

Not guilty?

She will go to the whole Rong right now, it may be too late.

Deputy Director Lin: "I'll go in and say hello to her, you come in later, naturally, just pretend it's a chance encounter."

"…Ok."

As Deputy Director Lin entered the door, Gu Nian had already returned to normal from the shock she had just now. She leaned against the wall and swayed her feet with white sneakers, suddenly remembering something.

It doesn't matter if she offends Zhuo Yixuan, the baby goose can't fall into the tiger's mouth!

Thinking of the kind, innocent, innocent and well-behaved baby goose being crushed by the devil's head and doing whatever he wanted, I went straight like an electric.

The information page of the phone was almost sparked by her-

[The person who bullied you that night was the screenwriter Zhuo Yixuan, you must avoid her recently. Don't be afraid of anything, call me! ]

[Also, the cafeteria stairs are particularly dangerous. Try not to come, and be careful when you come.]

After sending the message, Gu Nian breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ding Dong."

"Ding Dong."

There were two beeps before and after, about three or four seconds apart, and the second beep was already close to the steps of Gu Nian's feet.

Gu Nian was startled and looked back.

Standing on the resting platform seven or eight steps lower than her, the neat man put down the phone, his brown eyes gleaming slightly behind the thin lenses.

His expression seemed gentle, yet completely alienated: "Miss Gu."

"!?"

Gu Nian seemed to charge from the 2% limit to full capacity in one second, and he flew down the stairs.

Luo Xiu was startled.

He raised his hand subconsciously, because he felt that the little girl was going to roll off the posture when she rushed over—

Miraculously, she came down really well.

It was just that the momentum was slightly fierce, and Luo Xiu held him under his covers and pressed the person to the wall.

"Hush!"

Luo Xiu's figure suddenly stiffened.

After a second or two, he suppressed the surging emotions in his eyes and held his eyes down.

The girl leaping in front of him was looking back upstairs in panic.

No one came out of the door.

Gu Nian was still nervous and turned back: "That woman is in the canteen now. Keep your voice down, don't let her hear you."

Halfway through, Gu Nian raised her eyebrows worriedly, and lowered her head in thought, "I suspect that she suddenly wanted to take the role of Naga because of you."

"..."

Without hearing the response, Gu Nian raised her eyes, only then was she surprised that she was still holding the person.

"Sorry, sorry." Gu Nian hurriedly backed away, not forgetting to silence her voice.

Luo Xiu raised his hand and wiped his lips with an unfamiliar temperature. He lifted his eyes from behind the thin lenses, with a cool smile: "Because of me."

Gu Nian regained her consciousness and seriously warned her innocent and innocent son who didn't understand the sinister circles in the circle: "She probably wants to use her role as a screenwriter, unspoken rules for you!"

After the warning, Gu Nian did not receive a panicked response from the baby goose, but instead saw the other person looking down at her, with a slight smile left in the corner of his eyes.

There seemed to be a deep meaning in his eyes.

"So she wanted to unspoken rules for me?"

Gu Nian: "...?"

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