A cold dream is not a dream come true

"Director! What's going on with this ending?" I shouted loudly while holding the script.

"Xiao Meng, both the author and screenwriter think this ending is good, so don't make any more trouble!" The director held the script and pointed at me and shouted.

"I protest!" I shouted, "If you want me to act, the ending of Meng Chuhan must be changed!"

"Why?" the author asked, frowning.

I looked at the legendary author Jun, and saw that she had neat short hair, was wearing a black suit, crossed her legs, and looked at me with the eyes of killing a pig.

I pouted and said, "Sister Sheng, Meng Chuhan had such a hard life when he was a child, and he had to leave his hometown by himself in his later years. How miserable Meng Chuhan is as a heroine!"

"Oh? Then what do you think Meng Chuhan's ending should be like?" the author asked, leaning forward.

"Cough, cough!" I closed my eyes and started raving nonsense: "It should be like this: Meng Chuhan came to Qingliangju, heard the conversation of the people in the courtyard, walked in and found that it was Su Luobing and Su Luoyu, and then Su Luobing He and Meng Chuhan led Su Wanxia to live in Houcheng, Su Luobing led the army to fight, became the king of Dongsheng, and lived a happy life again!"

The author gave a "puchi" laugh.I looked at the author who was trembling with laughter, and threw the script away angrily and sat on the ground.

At this moment, a cold voice sounded outside the door: "I can't accept your ending."

My heart thumped, and then a woman walked in from the outside.

(Finish!)