Chapter 10 Chapter 10 For example, do you remember her?
How could he have met him? Song Zhihan would rather be caught by Julie and scolded for two hours than have a face-to-face encounter with Lin Jie. The level of terror was no less than that of the protagonist in Final Destination who knew the ending in advance and waited for death to come.
There was no way to hide, so she turned around resignedly and tried to fool around with a silly smile: "Haha, Mr. Lin, you didn't go home."
Lin Jie didn't answer but asked, "You know you're not very efficient at home, so you took the initiative to come to the company? I didn't realize you were so self-disciplined."
This must be the case now. Song Zhihan gritted his teeth and simply admitted it: "Yes! I'm just thinking that time is tight and the task is heavy..."
Yes, she was living in a good place at home and was suffering here. She swore that the worst decision she made today was to come up and get the charger.
Lin Jie seemed to be able to hear the sound of her teeth grinding. Looking at her expression of forbearance, he slightly curled the corners of his lips and walked away: "The main switch outside is not open. Come to the conference room and write it."
Song Zhihan followed him with the spare computer in her arms, full of resentment, praying that there were other idiots as "self-disciplined" as her.
Unfortunately, things didn't go as planned. She and Lin Jie were the only two people in the huge conference room. There were a lot of things placed around Lin Jie's desk. Song Zhihan stood on tiptoe to look. Most of them were from the modeling team. Oh, right, they had a meeting here before the power outage.
Did he stay in the office after the power outage? What brand of computer has such a long battery life? If she had one, would she not need to come up to get the charger? Song Zhihan wondered wildly.
Lin Jie sat down and pointed to the seat opposite him with his chin: "Sit down."
Song Zhihan took a deep breath, plugged in the socket, and opened the manuscript. It was just working in the same room with Lin Jie. It was no big deal. She could handle it.
There was a crackling sound for a while. Song Zhihan seemed to be very involved, but after writing three hundred words, she deleted them all.
It's not right, no matter how I write it, it's not right. In the original novel, Luo Qing doesn't have many scenes, mainly after she is resurrected by the male protagonist. She has almost no independent scenes. Rather than being the male protagonist's white moonlight, it's more appropriate to describe her as the male protagonist's fuel. Her function is to shape the male protagonist's personality traits and emotional development to the greatest extent possible. In this case, she is passively placed in a supporting position, and everything must revolve around the male protagonist. The original novel is written this way, and the adaptation should also follow this direction.
But Song Zhihan felt very uncomfortable. She had read the original novel and could feel Luo Qing's shining points from the details. Obviously, she also had her own shining points. If she was just a tool, what was the point of increasing her role?
When thinking, Song Zhihan couldn't help biting her hands. She knew it was a bad habit, but she couldn't change it.
Lin Jie noticed it, raised his chin slightly from the computer, and asked her in a deep voice: "Song Zhihan, did you know that there are more bacteria on human hands than the number of words in the original Lingdong novel?"
It was rare that Mr. Lin had the leisure to remind her. Song Zhihan made a gesture of begging for mercy, removed his hand from his mouth, and continued to stare blankly at the screen. This was how it was when he was stuck on a writer's block. He could stare at the blank screen for ages, forgetting about things like deadlines and deadlines.
Lin Jie noticed that she was not in the right state of mind, his gaze paused for a few seconds, and he slid the phone in front of her from the opposite side.
Song Zhihan looked up as if waking from a dream and heard Lin Jie say, "Order your drink."
Do you want to buy her some coffee? Song Zhihan smiled, said thank you, Mr. Lin, like a lackey, then lowered his head and began to carefully select.
Finally, she ordered a cup of full-sugar iced snow mountain rose. When people are working, they need some desserts to stimulate dopamine, especially now.
While she was ordering milk tea, Lin Jie came over from across the table, pulled out the chair next to her and sat down. He glanced at the computer and asked, "Is writing smoothly?"
I'm really sleepy. Someone handed me a pillow. Song Zhihan was still hesitating whether to ask, but now that Lin Jie took the initiative to bring it up, it saved her the trouble, so she just said it directly.
"Boss Lin, have you read the original novel of Lingdong?"
Lin Jie nodded: "I've already read it before the project was launched. This is the basic requirement for our project. You haven't read it, right?"
Song Zhihan shook his head like a rattle: "Of course I have seen it. Then let me ask you, what kind of person do you think Luo Qing is."
This question stumped Lin Jie. He searched his mind for everything about Luo Qing and then came to his own conclusion.
"Luo Qing appears cold but is warm-hearted. He holds a high reputation within the sect. He was the one who helped the hero when he was struggling, and he was also the one who pushed him to become stronger in the later stages."
"You're all right, but have you noticed that Luo Qing seems to be centered around the male protagonist, the male protagonist being the world? I know this is normal in male-oriented novels, but now that we're developing anime and peripheral products, we definitely have to consider more things. Luo Qing is now listed as the sole female protagonist, and her role will increase accordingly. But both Sister Julie and Sister Xiaochi believe that Luo Qing's increased role should still revolve around the male protagonist as in the original text... But I think we can spend more time focusing on her as an independent individual, giving her a fuller plot and making her vivid and distinct."
After saying all that was in her mind in one breath, Song Zhihan looked at Lin Jie nervously. She didn't know what Lin Jie was thinking. Men and women have naturally different ways of thinking, just like male-oriented novels and female-oriented novels, which are completely two different products.
Lin Jie listened carefully to all this and began to silently ponder Song Zhihan's words. Unlike "Lingdong" and "Qianli Canglantu," the story's emotional arc took up a significant portion of the plot, requiring them to devote the same energy to developing the heroine as they did to the male lead. A well-crafted female character not only elevates the original work but also, to a certain extent, attracts a wider audience. If the heroine's characterization were merely superficial, giving her a gorgeous model but a hollow core, it would definitely not work.
"You can expand Luo Qing's character background while still adhering to the logic of the original text." Lin Jie accepted Song Zhihan's suggestion.
Did he accept her proposal? Song Zhihan was delighted: "Thank you, Mr. Lin!"
At the same time, a sense of responsibility as a mother arose spontaneously. Luo Qing was the first person she was responsible for, and she must take it seriously and not let Luo Qing down.
Lin Jie's smile infected him, and he felt inexplicably proud of it. After a fleeting smile, he reminded her, "After you finish writing, remember to show the manuscript to Julie and Xiaochi."
Song Zhihan nodded, knowing that Lin Jie was doing it for her own good.
She lowered her eyes and saw Lin Jie's hands casually clasped on the table, the purple veins clearly visible on the back of his white hand. Song Zhihan suddenly felt a little guilty for the prank she had done out of revenge.
In any case, it seemed inappropriate to make such a joke, and she planned to apologize to Lin Jie.
While pondering, Song Zhihan called him: "Boss Lin."
Lin Jie lowered his head and scrolled on his phone. Without looking up, he casually replied, "Yeah."
The words were stuck in her throat. Song Zhihan wanted to bite her hand again. She folded her hands, suppressed the urge, and mustered up the strength to speak again: "I want..."
"The milk tea is here, I'll go get it."
His words were interrupted, and Song Zhihan watched Lin Jie get up and go to the door.
All her courage collapsed, and Song Zhihan slumped in the chair like a broken body, wanting to scream like crazy! How could this be possible? She had mustered up so much courage!
Lin Jie came back soon, holding a cup in a cartoon packaging bag that was completely inconsistent with his image. He opened it naturally and handed one of the cups to Song Zhihan.
Song Zhihan reached out to take it and complimented him, "Thank you, Mr. Lin, for the treat."
Touching the cold bottle, Song Zhihan couldn't move it. She looked up at Lin Jie suspiciously.
What do you mean by ordering but not giving her a drink?
Lin Jie held her hand tightly, staring at her and asking, "What did you want to say just now?"
Ah, he heard it. Song Zhihan had always thought that Lin Jie's mind was on his phone. But now, looking into Lin Jie's eyes, seeing his calm but slightly playful look, she was inexplicably speechless, unable to say anything, not even an apology.
A hand was holding each side of a cup, their fingertips almost touching. Song Zhihan lowered his head in embarrassment, his words carrying a hint of grievance: "Do I have to tell you before I can drink?"
In that case, she won't drink.
Lin Jie heard her sudden drop in mood and sighed softly in his heart. He placed the milk tea on the table in front of her and said, "No, drink it."
He probably knew what Song Zhihan wanted to say.
For example, the duplicate names in the manuscript, and for example, whether you still remember her.
From the first time he saw her in this company, Lin Jie never thought about recognizing her. He thought he could remain calm to the end.
But today, seeing the joy in Song Zhihan's eyes after her idea was confirmed, and hearing the question she was about to ask, he still let his impulse push him forward. But Lin Jie soon realized that he had made a mistake. He shouldn't have upset this balance because of a momentary impulse, so he changed the subject.
As for the old incident that was brought up again, it was just a struggle and he lost control again. Fortunately, Song Zhihan curbed it all in time.
This is good. They keep silent about the past and maintain this relationship. It's good.
Lin Jie stopped thinking about it and turned to work. They had to complete the modeling of the protagonist of the first season by the end of this month at the latest. The workload was much greater than he had imagined.
Song Zhihan drank milk tea in big gulps. The cool and refreshing taste made her swollen brain temporarily clear up a lot. She held her chin up, sitting in front of the computer, but her eyes frequently lingered on Lin Jie from the side.
What did Lin Jie mean just now? Why was he suddenly so obsessed with her unspoken words? What was he curious about? Didn't he even... recognize her?
Song Zhihan peeked at Lin Jie through the crack, her mind wandering. She thought and thought, but couldn't figure it out. Since she couldn't figure it out, she simply stopped thinking about it. She thought about Song Yazhi, Lin Mo, and Zhong Xiuwen...
"Song Zhihan, are you staring blankly in front of me during working hours?"
Her thoughts were interrupted and she looked up blankly, seeing Lin Jie frowning. It was obvious that he was dissatisfied.
Song Zhihan instantly withdrew all his thoughts and lay in front of the computer like an ostrich, pretending to be obedient: "No, I was just thinking about the plot."
That annoying Lin Jie, you really can't do him any good. Why is he showing off his power?
After hearing this explanation, Lin Jie withdrew his gaze and took a sip of the coffee at hand. The bitterness of the beans went from his mouth to his heart.
He felt a little regretful for having tricked Song Zhihan in. Her unblinking gaze was a torture to him.
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