The talented screenwriter Cheng Qingyi won the gold medal at the International Class A Film Festival at the age of only 28, and was called "the most promising new generation screenwriter" by industry insiders.
At the dinner, he accidentally broke up the "ambiguity" between the new movie star Jian Yan and the female boss. Seeing the man lifting up the woman's hair affectionately, he secretly cursed: Another one who relies on his face to get the upper hand.
Originally he didn't want to get involved, but a phone call was like a bucket of cold water, stirring up Cheng Qingyi's bitterness - in short, is he the "unofficial male lead" of his next drama?
People have to bow their heads under the roof. For money and "artistic pursuit", Cheng Qingyi can only reluctantly accept this "connected household" with impure thoughts.
I thought the audition would be a formality, with actors, investors, directors and screenwriters all in place, but the customers didn't buy it. Carrying the food box, he walked up to Cheng Qingyi with a smile and said in a tone like he was serving a boss:
"Programmer, how about having dinner with me first?"
But Cheng Qingyi didn't know that in the corner where he had long been buried in the dust, he stood under the autumn sun in Yili City ten years ago, with the young man's flying smile, thinking about today and yesterday that were not the same person.
It turns out that someone stood in the winter ten years ago, guarding the flowers that filled the mountains and fields year after year, waiting for the first ray of spring to be reunited in the withering, for many, many years.
But, "I wonder how such a gentle and calm tea tree could bloom such tragic flowers"**,
And how many winter days did this flower-like person have to endure before the frozen soil melted?
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**Part of the excerpt is from Zhang Ailing's "The Voice of Falling Flowers"
[Gentle, sensitive and fragile but working hard to blossom screenwriter&. Vicious tongue bking but panicked and secretly in love with the actor Drag Brother]
A story about the redeemer but the redeemed.
Intention: Love to the deepest level is self-love
