Let it go, rainbow fart

Compared with the predicament when he first joined the job five years ago, Qiao Shuran's career is much better now.

He has been promoted from a screenwriter assistant to a full-fledged screenwriter, but there are so many masters in this line of work, there are still very few opportunities for him to write scripts independently, and he basically works as an assistant screenwriter or co-writes with others.

This time the company arranged for him to be Liang Jian's accompanying screenwriter, and he will join the group next month with the artists.

Liang Jian is a young student who has been in the limelight recently. The company intends to train him to be the first brother in the future, and pours a lot of resources on him.This drama is also the same, with a proper big investment and big production, whoever plays it will be popular.

This future brother, you can act, but you can't be a man.It is rumored that he likes to add scenes to steal scenes, but all the actors who have worked with him complained.

After working in this industry for several years, Qiao Shuran understood that these gossips were mixed. It wasn't until the company arranged for him to be Liang Jian's accompanying screenwriter that he realized that the rumors were not groundless.

Generally, screenwriters will not follow the group, but the screenwriters with the group are different. They need to follow the artist into the group, so as to meet the artist's requirements for script adaptation at any time, such as adding plays and changing plays.

Liang Jian brought the screenwriter along with the group, and the intention was obvious.

Qiao Shuran is not very willing to help the evildoers, but can you refuse the mission given to you by the company?

The ancients said that misfortune and good fortune depend on each other, and when misfortune comes, fortune depends on it.I never thought that Qiao Shuran would be hit by a huge blessing——

His idol, Ning Han, is also in this crew.

Ever since Qiao Shuran heard the news, his heart rate, blood pressure, and adrenaline levels all continued to soar.

On the morning of the launch, there was a script seminar, which was the first time Qiao Shuran had seen Ning Han in person in recent years.

It is not unreasonable to say that celebrities "look better in real life than on camera".This is fundamentally the greatest truth that has been passed down from ancient times to the human world! !

From the moment Ning Han walked into this room, Qiao Shuran's gaze never moved away from him, and was firmly stuck to it.Even after Ning Han took his seat, he still couldn't restrain himself, and kept looking at him.

Qiao Shuran felt a bit like a wretched guy who peeked at women on the subway, but there was no way, who doesn't like beautiful things?

As a diehard fan, when he saw his own destiny, he was very restrained in not crying or shouting.Greedy eyes and hungry thoughts, these are beyond his control!

Ning Han and Qiao Shuran were sitting on both sides of a large round table. One was an actor of the play, with perfect facial features and a sculpted figure;

These two men seemed to be strangers to each other, but in fact, the latter wanted to put the former to sleep.

The discussion on the script has been going on, but Qiao Shuran's rationality has not been on the line. He is afraid that he will jump across the table, rush to Ning Han, pull him over, and give him a slap in the face.

He asked sincerely in his heart, isn't a person like Ning Han the public property of mankind all over the world?Ning Han's face should be insured!No, no, it should be kept in a museum for the world to see!

Fuck... Fuck!

Face to face, across a table, calm down.

Qiao Shuran's throat was burning with smoke, and he kept pinching his thigh under the table to keep himself sane due to the tingling pain.

When it was Ning Han's turn to speak, as soon as the voice came out, Qiao Shuran softened half of his body. Like a forbidden Taoist, he couldn't help turning his gaze from behind the lens to Ning Han.

Look, look at this man's finely carved facial features.Look, look at this man's handsome face.

Qiao Shuran just watched obsessively, the flesh on his thigh was bruised by him, and he didn't notice that Ning Han had finished speaking.

Perhaps sensing someone's fiery eyes on him, Ning Han subconsciously glanced at Qiao Shuran.

The eyes of the two met instantly, and Qiao Shuran's pupils shrank violently, as if a volcano erupted violently in his eyes, and his whole body trembled unexpectedly.

Grass!The idol stared at me? !

From Ning Han's point of view, the other party seemed to be very concerned about his look, like a frightened deer trying to flee in a hurry.

He thought: Am I so scary?Why does this person look at me like a debt collector?

So he smiled politely at Qiao Shuran, which was regarded as a kind of communication with strangers.

As everyone knows, in Qiao Shuran's eyes, this plastic fake smile is a sweet smile, the world is full of spring, and thousands of pear trees are blooming.

Come on, I need a tranquilizer!I need an ambulance!

After the whole seminar, what others said was like a buzzing sound, and Qiao Shuran didn't hear a word.Except Ning Han's sentence: "Hello everyone, I am Ning Han, and I play the role of Ling Xiao in the play. Please take care of me."

Listen, charming voice!Look, decent self-restraint!And that sexy little Adam's apple that moves when talking!Whether physically or mentally, Qiao Shuran was throbbing to the extreme.

Along with the veins on his hands, his heartbeat also popped up. Qiao Shuran's soul left his body, turning into a wolf with red eyes under the moonlit night, howling up to the sky.

He forced himself to close his eyes, and kept reciting the mantra in his heart silently, so as to dispel his gradually rising lust.

However, some murmurs gradually appeared in the hanging spell: "Hey, hey, hey... Hey, hey..."

It seemed that someone was calling him, Qiao Shuran came back to his senses, and slowly opened his eyes to see that it was the young lady sitting next to him who was calling him.

The little sister handed him a tissue with a look of horror, and kindly reminded: "Little brother, you, you have a nosebleed..."

Qiao Shuran: "..."

Qiao Shuran: "...I've gotten a little angry recently..."

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