Xu Zhao, an actress in the seventh and eighth lines, participated in a cultural variety show that was both educational and entertaining. She thought it was just a matter of following the program gr...
Chapter 163 Writing a Script
But Xu Zhao still couldn't convince herself subconsciously. She hoped for reincarnation, but was worried that the reincarnated person would have no memories.
Even if she met someone who looked like Shen Yu by chance in modern times, that person without her memory would not be Shen Yu to her.
Xu Zhao shook his head and decided not to think about these fantastic things.
If two people are truly destined to be together, God would not have the heart to separate them.
Even if you are lost, there will always be a mysterious force that will help two people whose hearts are connected find their way home.
Now, I should have an idea of the appearance of the two flying guests in my mind.
The male guest was born an idol, so his acting skills probably need to be honed. The roles assigned to such people are bound to be insignificant and they won't be able to take on major responsibilities.
As for Su Pianran, Xu Zhao found out that she became famous at an early age, but her most popular time was not during Xu Zhao's era, but during the era of her father, who is now in his forties or fifties.
Su Pianran’s fame was certainly due to her beauty, but her acting skills were impeccable and she won numerous awards.
But unfortunately, when she was at the peak of her popularity, she chose to retire and get married, and now she basically no longer appears on the screen, so Xu Zhao didn't even know there was such a person.
Now that she appears on the screen again, Xu Zhao is also puzzled.
But there are many stars like her who retired to get married and have children, and then returned to filming. I'm afraid this variety show is her preparation for her comeback.
She had heard too many such routines from her assistants.
On the plane, because the production team did not charter a round-trip flight, she knew that it was not easy for her to make money and she did not want to be extravagant, so she booked an economy class ticket for herself.
She took out her notebook from her backpack. She had originally brought it with her in case she had work to do, but she didn't expect to use it first because she had to write the script for the show.
She had already thought of what to write in her mind at this moment, and her fingertips flew across the keyboard without stopping at all, which made the boy sitting next to her dumbfounded.
"Um... Miss, is this your graduation thesis?"
God knows he is a socially anxious person, but he was bold for once out of curiosity.
He was nearsighted and had taken off his glasses long ago, planning to take a nap. The sound of keyboard tapping continued beside his ears, and he squinted his eyes, but still could not see the contents on the screen clearly. He just thought that from the continuous and uninterrupted typing sound, he must have already figured out the contents.
Xu Zhao also started working, and he was used to saying one thing to one person and another thing to another person.
When I meet a stranger and he starts a conversation, I will reply with a few words as long as it does not involve my privacy.
"no."
"What is that writing?"
“Writing a story.”
"So I'm a writer. It's really hard. I have to work even on the plane."
He subconsciously thought of Xu Zhao as a writer.
He was talking to himself. After expressing his feelings, he took out headphones from his trouser pocket, put them on, pulled down the eye mask on his forehead, closed his eyes and went to sleep.
Today's socializing has exceeded expectations.
Although Xu Zhao did not look up, her peripheral vision clearly saw the actions of the person next to her. Seeing that he fell asleep, she just smiled slightly and continued with her hands.
Because the stories were all based on her own experiences and her thoughts were very high, she basically completed two scripts before getting off the plane. She immediately sent the script of "The Decisive Battle of Mobei" to Qiao Zhijing.
Xu Zhaoke did not forget his words, but she had basically finished writing the script. She sent it to him just to ask him what he thought and whether it was feasible. As for the content, she was afraid she could not give too much advice.
Qiao Zhijing was probably on a plane or in a car at the moment, so she didn't reply to Xu Zhao immediately. However, Xu Zhao was not in a hurry. The plane was already landing and taxiing, and she needed to pack up her things to make sure nothing was lost.