It was nearly December, the sky was overcast, and it looked like it was about to rain at any moment. The bleak wind howled, and the leaves hanging on the withered branches finally could not bear the weight and fell down.
Pei Ke flew to Japan three months ago and will stay there for two years. Su Xun still has one year of study left here, and the two are separated again.
There weren't many classes that year, only one or two a day, so everyone had plenty of time to do their own thing. People around me were busy looking for internships and preparing for graduate school entrance exams, and even roommates rarely got together.
Liu Wei and Zhou Qin chose to take the postgraduate entrance examination and spent their days in various study rooms on campus, while Wen Yanyan did an internship outside, leaving early and returning late.
Su Xun's screenwriting experience over the past two years led her to meet a person in charge of Guangying Media in the city, where she worked as a scriptwriter and officially entered the industry.
When Guangying Media produces film and television dramas, several people are assigned to write the scripts, including scene writers, plot writers, and shot writers. This small group works together, which provides Su Xun with a great opportunity to hone his skills.
During this period, Guangying Media was planning a large-scale palace intrigue TV series. As the scriptwriter, she would rush to the studio to discuss with her group after class, spending little time at school.
In the spacious office, several people sat around a long table, having just finished discussing a section of the script.
"Alright, that's enough for today. You've all worked hard. How about we grab a bite to eat later?" Zhou Lin, the head of the planning team, stood up and suggested to everyone.
"That's a great suggestion. We'd love to welcome Su Xun to our team."
Outside the large French windows, dusk was already falling on the horizon, and the winter sunset was pale, with only a touch of light gold spreading in the distance.
A group of people rushed to a nearby private restaurant and had a meal.
The dinner party officially ended around 8 p.m.
Almost everyone around had left, leaving only Zhou Lin, Su Xun, and another woman at the door.
"It's late at night, let me drive you home." Zhou Lin looked at the two girls in the room. He was the only man left there, and as the person in charge, it was natural for him to show concern for his colleagues.
"No need, my husband will pick me up in a bit, it'll be fine soon," Sister Chen said with a smile, declining the offer.
Su Xun went to the restroom and came out, leaving only a few of them here. However, she had other plans later and didn't want to trouble them.
"Brother Zhou, I don't need it. I have some things to take care of later. It would be too much trouble for you," she said tactfully.
Zhou Lin, only forty years old, is in charge of planning the script for this project. He is kind and very responsible, and everyone respects him. Su Xun was introduced to Guangying Media by Zhou Lin, so he can be considered her benefactor.
Seeing that both of them had made arrangements, Zhou Lin didn't insist. He gave them a few instructions to be careful and then went to the parking lot to get his car.
The wind in the corridor was a bit cold. Sister Chen's husband had just arrived, leaving Su Xun alone.
She straightened her clothes and walked towards the subway station.
This afternoon, Uncle He called her and asked her to pick up her daughter. He Manli is a senior in high school and had an accident at school that required her parents to come. Unfortunately, he was away on a business trip and couldn't come in person, so he asked Su Xun to go to the school to check on her.
The teacher and He Chengzheng had already explained the details over the phone; all that was needed was for the parents to pick the child up, so Su Xun agreed.
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