My wife is on the show, I can't hide it anymore

The next day, Zheng Yan woke up alone in his room, remembering what happened last night, with regret still on his face.

Last night, when he was about to make out with Qian Xichun, Qian Xichun's father called and wanted to ask Zheng Yan to write a movie about the military.

The old man's request, Zheng Yan, naturally would not refuse, and he readily agreed.

But when he finished answering the phone, he found that Qian Xichun had fled back to his room, leaving him no chance.

"Brother Yan, don't worry about the TV series, you don't have to push yourself too hard."

While eating breakfast, Zheng Yan was thinking about which script to use, and he was absent-minded throughout the meal.

Qian Xichun thought that Zheng Yan was having a headache because of Qian Jianjun's request, so he hurriedly comforted him.

To be honest, Qian Xichun felt very resentful towards Qian Jianjun for letting Zheng Yan write the script.

Zheng Yan didn't know anything about military subjects. If the quality of the script he wrote was not particularly good, some people would definitely take the opportunity to attack Zheng Yan and have a bad influence on Zheng Yan.

Zheng Yan came out of the memory, and smiled when he heard the words, jokingly said:
"My father-in-law's request, how can I not be in a hurry.

If he is not satisfied with me, then my wife may be gone! "

"What nonsense are you talking about? I won't listen to him. If he is not satisfied, he will be satisfied. No one cares about him.

And this time you took such a big risk to help him write the script, and he only gave you 300 million yuan, which is too stingy. "

Qian Xichun angrily replied to Zheng Yan, his words were full of dissatisfaction with Qian Jianjun.

Zheng Yan felt happy, now he finally understands what it means for a girl to be extroverted.

As a military figure, Qian Jianjun must have strict requirements in terms of budget.

Being able to give him a price of 300 million is already very good.

Moreover, to be able to establish a relationship with the country, I am afraid that many people will try their best to squeeze upwards without money. Qian Jianjun is obviously taking care of him.

Unexpectedly, in Qian Xichun's eyes, this turned into Qian Jianjun embarrassing him.

If Qian Jianjun knew what Qian Xichun was thinking, he might be so angry that he might fly a helicopter to beat Qian Xichun up.

Zheng Yan made a few more jokes with Qian Xichun, and fell into the difficulty of choosing again.

There are many good TV dramas with military themes, such as "Bright Sword", "I am a Special Forces", "My Commander, My Regiment" and so on.

However, considering that the purpose of Qian Jianjun filming this TV series is to recruit soldiers.

Zheng Yan finally chose "Soldier Assault" as the script for this time.

This TV series caused a frenzy of ratings back then, and countless passionate men began to actively join the army after watching it.

The phrase "don't abandon, don't give up" has become the motto of many people.

Such a script will definitely satisfy Qian Jianjun.

After finalizing the script, Zheng Yan didn't waste any time.

As soon as I got home, I locked myself in the study and began to recall seriously.

When Qian Xichun saw that Zheng Yan cared so much about her father's request, she was both distressed and moved. Dang even decided to contract all the housework so that Zheng Yan would not have to worry about the future.

But when Zheng Yan ate the food made by Qian Xichun again, he euphemistically expressed his idea of ​​liking cooking and didn't need Qian Xichun to do it.

Qian Xichun didn't expect that he cooked the dishes strictly according to the instructions, and didn't misplace the seasoning, so why it was so unpalatable.

In the end, she could only sullenly give up the idea of ​​being a beautiful cook, and obediently went to wash the dishes.

Two days later, Qian Xichun was mopping the floor at home wearing an apron, when the doorbell suddenly rang.

The person standing outside the door surprised her even more.

"Dad, why are you here?

Director Chen, why did you come with my dad? "

These two people are Qian Jianjun and Chen Wenbin.

Chen Wenbin is a middle-aged man about 50 years old with a dignified face. He is currently one of the top TV drama directors in Xia Kingdom. He is best at shooting military-themed TV dramas.

At the same time, Chen Wenbin and Qian Jianjun were also comrades-in-arms in the past, and their relationship was very good.

"Today Zheng Yan asked us to read the script, didn't he tell you?"

Qian Jianjun took Chen Wenbin to sit down in the living room and asked suspiciously.

"Brother Yan only started writing the script two days ago, how could he finish the script so quickly, you can't make a mistake, right?"

Qian Xichun was holding a mop, his face full of disbelief.

It's only been two days, and it's impossible for the donkeys in the production team to move so fast.

"They're all wives, yet they're so startled, how decent!"

Qian Jianjun taught Qian Xichun a lesson before continuing:
"You're wrong. In fact, Zheng Yan asked us to discuss the script yesterday. It's just that I have something to postpone until today."

"Impossible, I saw Zheng Yan writing in his study until one or two in the morning last night?"

Qian Xichun's eyes were still a little confused, and she thought that Zheng Yan would have to write for at least ten days and half a month.

How come the script was written in just one day? It's too unscientific.

And since Zheng Yan finished writing the script yesterday, why did Zheng Yan ask her to cheer him up with a kiss?

"You are Zheng Yan's wife, you don't even know, how could we know.

When Zheng Yan came out, everything would be explained.

By the way, where is Zheng Yan? "

Looking at Qian Xichun's confused look, Qian Jianjun felt that his blood pressure had risen a bit, so he replied angrily.

"He worked late last night and is still sleeping. I'm going to wake him up now."

Qian Xichun put down the mop, and hurried into Zheng Yan's bedroom, ready to ask about the situation.

"Old Qian, it's not true that you're an errand, right? In fact, Zheng Yan didn't call you the night before yesterday?"

Chen Wenbin, who had been silent just now, looked at Qian Jianjun suspiciously.

He was very suspicious of the authenticity of this matter from the very beginning.

Although Zheng Yan's title of Kuai Gunner is already known to everyone in the world.

But that's writing songs, not scripts.

He had never heard of a screenwriter who could create a good work in one day.

Qian Jianjun found out today that Qian Xichun didn't know anything about this matter, so he couldn't help wondering if he was old and had hallucinations.

But he took out his mobile phone and saw the call records on the mobile phone, which indeed showed that Zheng Yan called him the night before yesterday.

For a moment, both of them were confused, wondering whether they should believe that Zheng Yan really wrote the script.

"Dad, Director Chen, you guys are here so early.

I'm going to get you the script right now. "

At this time, Zheng Yan walked out of the bedroom in a daze with his chicken nest head on his head.

After saying hello to the two people in the living room, he took the script out of the study and handed it to Chen Wenbin.

Qian Jianjun and Chen Wenbin looked at each other, unexpectedly Zheng Yan had already written the script, and hurriedly started watching it.

Zheng Yan, on the other hand, lay lazily on the sofa to wake up.

I played the game too late last night, and I really can't bear it when I'm old.