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Anmin and Zhiyuan sat in front of the noodle stall in the third canteen of University A, speechless for a while.

"Well, can I have something expensive?" An Min was the first to break the silence.

Zhiyuan glanced around and said, "The expensive shop is closed at this time, and besides, this sliced ​​noodle is delicious, and it won't be easy to find it after graduation."

"Well, but the current situation must be controlled, right?" An Min also glanced around cautiously, struggled to stand up, and said, "Students! How are you!"

The dozen or so girls scattered around them were startled and embarrassed, a few boldly responded "Hello" to An Min, and most of them put away their phones in shame.

Anmin glanced at Zhiyuan, who was giggling across the way, and continued: "Well, if you take a photo, you can keep it for yourself. Is it okay not to post it on social media? Especially Weibo, you must not post it! Circle of friends It’s best not to post it, what if someone screenshots it and sends it to Weibo, right? Can everyone agree to my request?”

The girls nodded in agreement, An Min softened his heart, and added: "Thank you everyone, I invite you to drink milk tea. The one at the door can order a cup for each person!"

Before An Min sat down, he saw Zhiyuan changing his mouth shape silently, as if he was talking about something, so he leaned over and asked, "Huh? What's the matter?"

Zhiyuan sighed and said in a normal voice, "Do you have a meal card?"

"No, can't mobile payment work?" Anmin didn't expect this obstacle.

Zhiyuan looked at the show with a happy face: "I don't accept it."

Nothing can bother An Min, he said: "Then what, you scan for me first, and forward you on WeChat."

Zhiyuan hummed, got up and went to the milk tea stall to swipe his card.The girls were chatting about something in a low voice, but he rolled his eyes at 270 degrees, and the scene immediately became quiet.

Zhiyuan bought the bill in a cold manner, and came back with two cups of pearl milk tea. He pushed one of the cups with a straw in front of An Min with no expression on his face, and then he slowly tore off the plastic packaging of the other straw.

An Min smiled and said "Thank you", and sent him a 200 yuan red envelope - "Thank you, Brother Yuan, for the treat".

Zhiyuan's Frosty face collapsed in a second, crescent eyes appeared from a smile, and he took a sip of milk tea: "Ahem!"

"Two bowls of big knife cuts! Two bowls of big knife cuts are ready!" The shout of the stall master echoed in the cafeteria.

"Slow down! Hurry up!" An Min told Zhiyuan to get up and go to Duanmian.The stall master looked him up and down: "Take it away, classmate!"

The knife-shaved noodles are one finger wide and narrow, covered with half-centimeter-thick tofu cubes and minced meat, and the marinated soup is bright red, dotted with green shallots, which is Zhiyuan's favorite.The two people who didn't eat breakfast ate sliced ​​noodles in full swing.

An Min took the time to say, "I want to make a proposal based on the theme of father and son, is that possible?"

Zhiyuan took a sip of milk tea, thought for a while, and said, "Yes, do you need my cooperation?"

Anmin became serious: "Yes, the interaction between father and son needs to be enriched. According to the usual practice, you count as the original work, and Ling Yun will sign a copyright contract with you. If the plan is approved, you need to cooperate with professional screenwriters to provide detailed materials; Ling Yun can't make it, and this story will be very marketable in the production."

Zhiyuan immediately shook his head: "I don't want to, just forget it if you can't take pictures, don't give it to others."

An Min was taken aback, then understood again, and nodded: "Okay, that's all for me. There is one more important point..."

"What? Just say something."

"I need to communicate with your father, Mr. Lin."

Zhiyuan did not expect such a need, and asked, "Is it necessary?"

"In particular, first of all, he is the person involved, so we must always let him know about it; secondly, we need his perspective material, so I hope you can help introduce it when the time comes."

Zhiyuan bit the pearl in silence, Anmin didn't speak, and for a while, the whirring of flames from the stove not far away and the rhythmic sound of chopping vegetables could be heard clearly.

Zhiyuan finally said, "Why did I dig this hole for myself?"

In a flash, the day of the blind selection of Lingyun's film planning project arrived. Chris, An Min and managers from various departments gathered together to select 12 anonymous proposals.Apart from going to the bathroom, several people were in the conference room all day, and Rita brought the lunch.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Anmin came out to get dinner, and found that almost no one was off work. He clapped his hands twice and said, "Report, now we are choosing two out of five, and the results will come out in the middle of the night, everyone, go home and wait, and make sure to send them out as soon as possible." group."

"Mr. An, come on!"

An Min followed the voice and found it was Lulu.He smiled and said "Everyone work hard" and then got into the conference room, and the employees outside went home one after another

At 01:45, the review team finally discussed the results based on various factors, and finally selected two plans: one is the original version of the theme of father and son, and the other is an adaptation of a light-hearted novel about youth love. Chris personally sent the news to the company's WeChat group, and there were quite a few people who were still awake at the moment to wait for the result.

After a whole day of intensive mental work, several people came to a Japanese-style tavern near the office building and sat down in the box. Only Chris was sitting upright and ordering food.

An Min half-lyed on the tatami and took out his cell phone, and set it to ring mode.There were 14 missed calls and 37 WeChat messages.He flicked his fingers carelessly across the screen and clicked on WeChat.

17 AM

Zhiyuan: I moved here, have dinner together?

19 AM

Zhiyuan: I'm busy, forget it.

Anmin raised the corners of his mouth, and replied: I chose a one-day plan, congratulations on the housewarming!

Zhiyuan: Chosen?

AM: Woke you up?

Zhiyuan: Go to the bathroom, finished choosing?

AM: Well, get ready to sign a contract with Ling Yun!

Zhiyuan: At home?Do you still want to see Mr. Lin?

AM: No, supper with colleagues, see you.

Zhiyuan: Oh, then I have time for an interview.

AM: Well, go to sleep!

"Ann, who are you talking to? Look at the corners of the mouth that can't be restrained, the cheekbones that can't be pressed, and the dimples that can't be hidden!" Manager Li from the planning department teased An Min.

An Min put away his mobile phone, struggled to move to the table, propped his arms, and explained: "Sister Li! No! And the prototype of our story, I chose to report to someone."

Manager Li sighed: "Is it really true? Life is always more exciting than comedy. What kind of luck do you think you are? How did you meet him? Forget it, he will tell you about his growth experience!"

An Min drank a cup of tea and pursed his lips: "Really? Maybe people who love to laugh can't have bad luck?"

Colleagues were amused by him, and at the same time sighed that there was a lot to do this time.

Chris suddenly said: "Is it the boy who was photographed with you at IKEA?"

The atmosphere was quiet for a moment, and there was no emotion on An Min's face: "Well, it's him, and he officially became my neighbor today. Hey, how did you guess it was his?"

"Any guess." Chris lowered his head and smiled, and then said in a semi-official tone, "The planning department is in charge of the official plan, and Manager Li reports to Mr. An. Anmin will follow up on the communication with the prototype, and the public relations department will fully cooperate. .The past two weeks and the future have been hard work!"

"It's not hard, it's not hard." "It should be." "The boss works harder."

Zhiyuan passed his thesis defense successfully, and there was only one thing left for University A—to attend the graduation ceremony.The environment of the new home and new bed is comfortable. He enjoys the leisure state before stepping into the society, and sleeps until the sun is bright.The first thing I do when I wake up is to touch my phone to check WeChat messages.

07 AM

Mr. Lin: I will go to the graduation ceremony.

09 AM

AM: Fried cakes are on your doorknob.

Zhiyuan sat up with a "swish", ran to the door of the house, and carefully opened the door. Sure enough, a bag of fried cakes exuding sweet aroma and heat was swaying on the handle.He took it off and looked towards the opposite side. The door of room 1602 was closed, but he still gave a big smile without hesitation, in case that person was watching from behind the peephole!

An Min sneezed on the treadmill, and wiped the sweat off his face with a white towel on his shoulders.After running for a while, the doorbell rang.

Standing outside the door, Zhiyuan's hair was not dry, and his whole body was white: "Morning!"

An Min with a towel on his head let him in and said, "Is it still early?" Then he sniffed hard.

Zhiyuan asked: "What do you hear?"

Anmin smiled connotatively: "You use baby body wash? It smells like milk!"

"No! Don't spread rumors!" Zhiyuan ignored him and asked, "Running early in the morning, have you had breakfast?"

"No, I was full in the middle of the night and couldn't eat in the morning. I felt better after running for a while." Anmin said as he took out a bottle of probiotic drink from the refrigerator, "Here, kid, this is suitable for you."

Zhiyuan rolled his eyes, but took it up: "Get lost! Why don't you buy fried cakes if you can't eat it?"

An Min gulped down half a bottle of water, and replied, "Well, I bought it just for you, to celebrate your move!"

Zhiyuan: "..."

The water bottle in An Min's hand poked on the dining table: "Let's play by myself, I'll take a shower first, and then I'll visit the rich man's house!" As he spoke, he walked towards the master bedroom.

Zhiyuan shouted behind him: "Want to visit without presents?!"

"You ate all the presents!"

Anmin rushed quickly, put on his clothes and came out, but Zhiyuan was nowhere to be seen. After searching around, he saw the "kid" holding half a bottle of probiotic drink on the balcony of the living room - slowly swinging on the hanging chair, closing his eyes and resting his mind.An Min smiled faintly, turned around and took off a baseball cap from the coat rack, and put it on Zhiyuan's face to block the hot sun.

Zhiyuan didn't move, and talked under the hat: "Do you still want to see Mr. Lin?"

Anmin said without hesitation, "Of course!"

"We met and talked to him, and if the movie can't be made, have you thought about how to explain to him?" Zhiyuan continued to shake.

Anmin dragged a powder-blue round plastic bench and sat beside the hanging basket chair, looked up at Zhiyuan, with a determined expression on his face: "It will definitely happen. Chris told me last night, even if our investors did not If you reject it with a sharp eye, you don’t have to worry about the source of funds.”

Confidence is okay, overconfidence is a disease.Thinking about it, Zhiyuan put his hat on his head and asked, "Chris? Who? Where did he get his confidence?"

"Boss Ling Yun, a legendary lucky man in the venture capital industry. He asked a friend in private, a senior film distribution practitioner. After hearing the outline of the story, he said that it would be okay to make a good film."

"His friends are reliable?"

"Sony Pictures."

Zhiyuan: "..."

An Min stretched out his hand and pushed gently, and the hanging basket that was about to stop swayed again.He said softly: "So now the whole company is focusing on this project, and Xiao Gu's half-year schedule has been vacated, and the legal team is drafting your contract. When can you arrange for me to meet the protagonist of the story?"

Hearing this, Zhiyuan stabilized the hanging basket chair, and looked at An Min intently: "Isn't the protagonist?"

"No, although it can be said that there are two male protagonists, but in terms of roles, I must say that your father is a middle-aged entrepreneur with a story."

Zhiyuan rolled his eyes slightly, and suddenly thought of something: "Gu Weijun is playing me?"

"Correct."

"...so you guys actually chose this one because the role suited him?"

An Min said one thing at a time: "There are reasons for this."

"..." Zhiyuan stopped talking, started shaking again, unscrewed the drink in his hand and took a big sip, then avoided Anmin who was sitting on the small bench with his long legs bent, and looked out of the balcony.