Chapter 116 Sweetie, go rest.

Lin Yan'an spread the script out on her lap, forced herself to pull herself back to reality, and lowered her eyes to read the script carefully.

Unlike the cursory observation in the conference room just now,

At this moment, he was carefully studying every word and action of the characters in the script.

Teacher Li's words were harsh, and Pei Xubai felt "uncomfortable" in the pornographic film.

The voices still echo in my ears.

Lin Yan'an frowned as he read and pondered, taking notes as he went.

The more this happened, the more pronounced the tearing feeling in my heart became.

This feeling stems from the ambiguity and wavering of the character's core; the struggle between commercial demands and artistic expression has left overly obvious traces on this character.

"Just as I thought..."

Lin Yan'an murmured softly, quickly scribbling something on the script with her pen.

To advance the plot, they forcibly altered the course of events, exaggerating or even rewriting certain historical facts. No wonder Pei Xubai's performance was so strained, and Teacher Li resigned in anger...

Night falls, and time flies by.

Lin Yan'an's thoughts became increasingly clear, and his pen hardly stopped, filling page after page with writing.

A major script overhaul is a foregone conclusion, and pressure from investors is imminent.

The biggest risk is undoubtedly the withdrawal of some investors. Even if they have the ability to make up the difference, the original schedule of the project will definitely be affected, and the subsequent issuance and release schedule will also be subject to unpredictable changes.

Lin Yan'an paused for a moment, then continued to ponder and write down all her concerns and coping strategies.

The sky outside grew even darker, and the neon lights outside the window gradually dimmed.

Only the lamp beside him remained lit in the room.

【Meow! 】

A sudden low growl interrupted Lin Yan'an's thoughts.

He hurriedly looked up, stared blankly at the pitch black outside the window for a moment, then quickly turned his head to look again.

The little dumpling, who had been sleeping under the covers, had somehow ended up at the foot of the big bed.

Its fluffy head drooped down the foot of the bed, and it kept making intermittent growls in its throat. It didn't sound like its usual satisfied snoring, but rather like it was showing its usual disdain.

Lin Yan'an couldn't help but shake his head and chuckle, then raised his hand to put the things on his lap aside.

I stretched, and sleepiness instantly washed over me.

He raised his hand to rub his slightly sore shoulders, then got up and walked over.

[So noisy...]

Lin Yan'an had only taken a few steps when he heard Zhong Suisui's indistinct little voice again, as if she were muttering something in her sleep.

Lin Yan'an paused, then quickly hurried over.

I sat down next to it, and reached out to adjust its position,

"Smack."

Lin Yan'an's hand had just reached out in front of it when its claws slapped at him without hesitation.

Shut up! It's so noisy!

Zhong Suisui's voice suddenly rose, and her tail slapped the cushion hard, but her eyes remained tightly closed.

Lin Yan'an was taken aback upon seeing this.

Looking at Zhong Suisui's tail still wagging wildly in its sleep, and then at its limbs twitching occasionally, I wondered uncertainly, was it... having a nightmare?

Lin Yan'an's outstretched hand hovered in mid-air before he gently placed it on the little belly, softly and tenderly soothing it: "Sui Sui, don't be afraid, Daddy's here."

As if sensing his voice, and as if the dream had quieted down,

Zhong Suisui's raised tail tip paused for a moment, then slowly and softly drooped back onto the bed.

A wisp of extremely faint black mist, barely perceptible to the naked eye, quietly escaped from the tip of the drooping tail and vanished in an instant.

Lin Yan'an, unaware of what was happening before her, gently reached out and picked up the cat.

After placing it in the middle of the bed, she got up and began to tidy herself up.

After he finished getting ready, he stepped out of the bathroom and, sure enough, saw the little guy sprawled out on the cold floor again.

Lin Yan'an sighed helplessly: "You are even more restless than your mother when she sleeps."

Then I picked it up and put it back on the bed, and lay down beside it.

Feeling sleepy, and listening to the soft, even snoring beside me, I closed my eyes.

What he didn't know was that, far away from him,

The girl he longed for also seemed to be plagued by bizarre dreams.

Well, it shouldn't really be considered a nightmare.

Zhong Wan couldn't quite recall the contents of her dream, but the only thing that left a deep impression on her was a rambling, endless voice...

He could wake Zhong Wan from a deep sleep.

But when I woke up, I couldn't remember anything I heard in my dream.

Zhong Wan looked at the dimly lit room and couldn't help but let out a big yawn.

She casually turned over, intending to go back to sleep, when she felt a sudden urge to urinate.

After hesitating for a long time, Zhong Wan opened her eyes and looked out the window.

As dawn broke, still shrouded in a thin, gray-blue veil, she could even clearly see the stars and moon hanging in the sky.

That's the key issue; the more I think about it, the more anxious I get.

Zhong Wan sighed, resignedly grabbed her jacket, and put it on.

The houses are indeed cheap, but there are also many inconveniences.

For example, right now,

She has to open the door and go out just to use the restroom...

Especially since she can still see ghosts,

Zhong Wan stood at the door, holding her phone firmly with the flashlight in one hand and clutching her amulet tightly in the other.

She genuinely wanted to make money, but she also really didn't want to see ghosts at night.

Zhong Wan raised her hand to put on her sunglasses, took a deep breath, and said, "Agui, get ready, lead the way."

【OK. 】

The moment the door opened, Ah Gui, holding a feather duster in one hand and a large broom in the other, strode forward with his two long, matchstick-like legs.

Zhong Wan stood up immediately, her eyes fixed on its large, bulb-like head. Catching a wisp of mist drifting past on her left, she quickly said, "Agui, to the left."

【receive! 】

Upon receiving the instruction, Ah Gui swiftly raised his left hand, holding the feather duster, and swung it out.

Perhaps it sensed something, or perhaps it was startled by its swing.

Zhong Wan stared at the wisp of mist for a moment, then quickly changed direction and continued drifting. Only then did she breathe a sigh of relief.

It's so late at night, going to the toilet is really difficult.

After relieving herself, Zhong Wan quickly ran into the store.

"Thanks, Ghost."

Mission accomplished, Ah Gui returned to the shop and put away his tools.

Hearing its owner's thanks, its tearful expression seemed to relax.

"You're welcome. Protecting my master is Ah Gui's responsibility."

Even the cold voice seemed to carry a hint of warmth.

Upon hearing this, Zhong Wan smiled slightly and patted its big head with satisfaction: "Good boy, go and rest."

【OK. 】

Watching Ah Gui walk to its designated corner and stand there,

The walking stick figure seemed to instantly transform into a lamppost, its tearful expression considerately facing the wall, leaving only a shiny back of its head visible.

Now, if you don't look closely, it really does look like a floor lamp.

Zhong Wan walked upstairs, glancing at her phone as she went.

When she saw Lin Yan'an's transfer, her eyes lit up, and she accepted the money without hesitation.

The politeness of the past is long gone.

We're all family now, no need to be so polite.

Zhong Wan is quite rational and confident now.