Ten days later, Wen Suning and Mu Yunsheng finished the first season of "Darkness" in the evening.

From the third episode onwards, the plot has been running in a jaw-dropping direction, cause and effect are intertwined in the changing timeline, and Wen Suning needs to record more and more things in the notebook.

Sometimes he even forgets that he is studying, and just wants to see the final outcome quickly.

Why didn't he find TV dramas so good in the first half of his life?

Seeing that he likes it, Mu Yunsheng felt relieved. He is not very sure about Wen Suning's preferences. Now it seems that they are not too different from his own. After that, he can continue to recommend the movies he likes to Wen Su.lemon.

Because he had to study with Mu Yunsheng every night for a while, Wen Suning's daily update volume dropped to 7000, and he worked hard to basically finish writing during the day.

It is easy for readers to go from being frugal to extravagant, and it is difficult to go from extravagant to frugal. They wailed in pain for a few days. Wen Suning's income was also affected by the decrease in the number of updates. However, he has more words now, and the subscription of new readers is enoughmake up.

Moreover, his financial pressure is not too great for the time being, so there is no need to push himself too close, and there is no rush to return the money to Mu Yunsheng.Finish within a month.

Wen Suning tapped on the keyboard with both hands, trying to reduce all unnecessary fishing time as much as possible, so as to complete the task of at least 5,000 words in the morning.The detailed outline made in advance is pulled on the side of the page to prevent the writing from getting stuck in the middle.

Boom boom boom.

There was a knock on the door three times in a row, which could be called restrained.

Wen Suning stood up as expected, he closed the page of the coding software, and went to open the door.

A teenager with a familiar face was standing outside. He was carrying a heavy dark green mountaineering bag and a trolley case in his hand. He climbed all the way to the fourth floor. His forehead and neck were covered with sweat, and the collar of his shirt was soaked..

Compared with the last time we met, he has grown up too much, he is already half a head taller than Wen Suning, thin fluff appeared on the top of his lips, and his voice dropped several degrees after the voice changer. Seeing Wen Suning,There was joy in his eyes.

"elder brother."

"Well, come in."

Wen Suning turned sideways to let Wen Yanyue in. He naturally hung his hands by his side, and did not help his half-brother with the luggage.

Wen Yanyue didn't care, he took off the heavy bag and put it against the wall, took a few breaths, and asked, "Is there any water?"

Wen Suning took a paper cup and poured water for him, Wen Yanyue gulped it down, feeling much better.

Wen Suning looked at this younger brother. Last month, he called himself and said that he would find a way for the money for the summer camp. He also said that if he could come to Z city to participate smoothly, he would come and see him.

A week ago, Wen Yanyue excitedly shared with him the good news of being selected. The school gave him a subsidy. After all, if he can perform well in the summer camp and get the chance to apply to a prestigious school, the school will be honored.

Wen Yanyue said that he wanted to come to see him two days in advance, Wen Suning thought about it for a while, and agreed.

This younger brother has a bit of conscience, not bad enough to be like his adoptive parents.

Wen Yanyue walked in the rented house, and took a brief look around: "This house is just right for living alone. It's so clean. By the way, brother, how is your recovery?"

"It's almost fine." Wen Suning replied, "The thoracoscopic wound is relatively small, but the lungs are not recovering well."

"What's the specific situation?" Wen Yanyue couldn't help asking.

Wen Suning simply told him: "The teratoma is about 12cm in length."

"Ah? It's so big!" Wen Yanyue was startled, "Wh, when did this grow out?"

"It should have been there since I was born, and I grew up slowly over time." Wen Suning said lightly, "A few years ago, I often felt tightness in my chest, uncomfortable, and coughing all the time, my parents saidIt’s pharyngitis, just let me take some medicine.”

When Wen Yanyue heard Wen Suning mention it, he was silent for a moment, yes, he still had a vague impression.

My brother once mentioned at the dining table that he was not feeling well and was always coughing. His parents disliked him for being too pretentious. There are many people with chronic pharyngitis. Just take some medicine to suppress it.

Since then, my brother has never mentioned it again.

If he was the one who said he was not feeling well, his parents would have taken him nervously to the hospital for a detailed examination, right?

Wen Yanyue has always known that his parents are eccentric since he was a child, but he can't do anything but do his best to act as a lubricant between them.

"After you quarreled with your mother and blocked her that day, she was actually quite uncomfortable."

Wen Yanyue speculated on the words, and said: "Before I came, my mother asked me if I wanted to find you. She must still care about you. She may have said those words in a hurry. After all, Dad has been ill for so long. EveryoneThe mood is somewhat broken."

Wen Suning smiled: "You don't need to help me persuade me, I won't forgive them."

"Why?" Wen Yanyue became a little anxious, "That's mom and dad, so... just..."

Wen Yanyue gritted his teeth, and said it anyway: "Even if you are not your biological parents, they have raised you for more than twenty years."

"Yue Yue, do you know where I come from?"

"The neighbor gave it away. The third uncle's neighbor's family gave birth to a child and couldn't afford it, so they gave it to their parents."

Wen Suning: "Since my biological parents are third uncle's neighbors, why haven't they seen me all these years? They obviously live not far away, right?"

"This..." Wen Yan was stunned.

"And in our hometown, who would give away his own boy?"

Wen Yanyue was completely silent.

He suddenly realized a problem that he had never thought about.

Facing Wen Yanyue's unbelievable gaze, Wen Suning sighed, and said: "Did you know that my parents were diagnosed with infertility by the hospital before, and they wanted a child, so there happened to be a neighbor who was willing to give it up for adoption."

Wen Yanyue's face was full of disbelief.

Impossible, absolutely impossible.

How could my parents be like that?He despises and despises the most, and even scolded people who deserve to go to jail for buying and selling the same crime on the Internet?

Wen Suning patted his shoulder lightly, and said lightly: "Don't think about it if you don't want to, have you eaten in the morning?"

"No...no." Wen Yanyue's eyes were a little red, and he could only react instinctively due to the huge impact, and muttered, "I sat on the sleeper for 16 hours, and my last meal was last night.noodle."

Wen Suning: "I'll get you some food, sit down first."

Wen Suning opened the refrigerator, and there was the whole wheat bread he bought a few days ago. He took out the frying pan and turned on the induction cooker, made a simple sandwich, put it on the plate, and touched a bottle of Coke.

This is the last time Mu Yunsheng came to stuff it in his refrigerator.

Bringing the meal to Wen Yanyue, Wen Suning found that he was wiping tears silently.

Tsk, isn't what I said a bit too direct?

"You can live with me before the summer camp starts, so you don't need to find a hotel, and save some money."

Wen Yanyue could fully understand why Wen Suning wanted to break up with his parents at this time, but he still couldn't accept what his parents had done, and a voice kept screaming in his mind.

no!Absolutely not, my brother must have made a mistake.

He was also a child at that time, how could he know how he came to the house?

Mom and Dad have always liked me more, maybe it's my brother who has resentment and deliberately said this to slander Mom and Dad?

But……

Once the seeds of doubt are planted, they are not so easy to be removed.

Wen Yanyue could only force himself to put all the messy thoughts behind him, the sandwich in front of him exuded the aroma of food, he was so hungry.

Watching Wen Yanyue eat with great gulp, Wen Suning spread the yoga mat on the floor.

Might have to go to the supermarket to buy a mattress and bedding.

It is impossible for Wen Suning to let Wen Yanyue sleep in the same room as herself. Now his mental state has finally eased up, and the symptoms of neurasthenia are gradually disappearing.Is all previous work for naught?

"Is your living room okay? I'll make you a floor bed. This sofa is too soft, and your back may be uncomfortable when you sleep on it."

"Yes." Wen Yanyue nodded hastily.

Seeing this, Wen Suning didn't say any more, and when Wen Yanyue finished eating and filled his stomach, he took the boy downstairs to the nearest shopping mall.

Wen Suning had a good sense of this younger brother, so he took the initiative to ask, "Do you want to buy some clothes?"

As if his eyes were not enough to see, Wen Yanyue looked around the luxurious and spacious shopping mall furnishings, and when Wen Suning asked, he waved his hand: "No, I have clothes to wear."

I don't know if my brother has found a job again, and he must have spent a lot of money on the operation, so let him not spend it.

Wen Yanyue really had no shortage of clothes to wear. Wen Suning previously transferred tens of thousands of yuan to her family every month, part of which was used for the medical expenses of her adoptive father, and part of which was used for the living expenses of their whole family.

That's 28,000 yuan per month. In their small town, it's half a year's salary for many people.

Because of this, the adoptive parents lived a very prosperous life. As the biological son of their precious egg, they naturally couldn't feel wronged.

The more Wen Yan refused, Wen Suning didn't insist anymore. Speaking of it, this was also his temptation.

The disposition of this cheap little brother is indeed quite good, and he can be temporarily removed from the list.

Wen Suning took Wen Yanyue to stroll from the first floor to the seventh floor, and then went to the supermarket on the first floor to buy discounted bedding and some snacks that teenagers love to eat.

Both the mattress and the four-piece suit were carried by Wen Yanyue, piled up like a hill and completely covered his sight, Wen Yanyue could only struggle to get his head out from the side, paying attention to his feet.

And Wen Suning was holding a snack bag in one hand and a pillow in the other arm. The two walked across the road and returned home with some difficulty.

To be precise, only Wen Yanyue had a hard time, while Wen Suning was very relaxed.

"Okay." Wen Suning stood up to help the cheap brother lay the floor, and said, "I have to work in the bedroom during the day, can you do it so that you don't disturb me?"

"No problem, I'll just stay in the living room." Wen Yanyue readily agreed.

"You can go out and have fun if you have nothing to do. It's not easy to come to a big city. Learn more."

"good."

After making sure to entertain Wen Yanyue, Wen Suning returned to the bedroom.

He closed the door and let out a long breath.

After all, I was not indifferent or cruel to that extent.

Sitting in front of the computer, Wen Suning sorted out her thoughts, adjusted to a working state, and continued to code.

At the same time, Magra Muscle Energy Training Base.

Mu Yunsheng held the "Schwarzenegger Fitness Book" which was thicker than a one-yuan coin, and recited the contents carefully.

He had promised Wen Suning that he would help him exercise before, it didn't matter if Wen Suning remembered it or not, Mu Yunsheng did anyway.

Wen Suning's body is weak and too thin, simply asking him to eat more will not make him feel good, so he can only take some fitness measures to make his body need more energy, thereby increasing his intake.

Mu Yunsheng has been exercising for several years. As a coach, there is no problem with actual combat operations and teaching and training, but the theoretical knowledge needs to be supplemented a little bit.

He spent nearly 10,000 yuan to enroll in a tutoring class. After the study is over, he can take the exam and get his coaching certificate.

Under normal circumstances, this kind of training class requires closed learning and training, but Mu Yunsheng has to play movies with Wen Suning at night.

So he specially found the person in charge of the training class, opened a small back door, and let himself just come to class every day.

When the phone vibrated, Mu Yunsheng immediately looked over and found that the message was not from Wen Suning.

He was a little disappointed.

It was the screenwriter who had previously found on the Internet platform and provided him with the first draft of the script.

After being declined by Wen Suning, Mu Yunsheng began his arduous journey of finding a screenwriter.

As Pingnan's apprentice, he also has some connections, but he can easily find those famous screenwriting teachers.

But he is a famous screenwriter teacher, and he can get tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of manuscript fees for just writing an episode of the book. It is really wasteful to ask a character of this level to write the script for his new company's micro-movie.

Mu Yunsheng simply began to search from the Internet platform. He expressed his requirements and budget on Little Sweet Potato, Old Ford, and some recruitment platforms. That night, WeChat was exploded.

Holding the standard of finding a stable employee, he began to review the manuscripts provided by job applicants, and the results became more and more annoying.

Obviously, there are many people who have never been in touch with script writing before, just to find a profitable side job. Before coming here, they checked the information and wrote a copy in a hurry.up.

There are still many people who pay attention to big scenes and exquisite writing, but they can't even grasp the basic storyline. The plot is trivial and extremely boring.

There are also many who claim to be editors and directors. The content of the writing is really good, but they have never considered the budget, technical equipment and other issues.A gigantic bristly-haired beast with a human head in its mouth flew to the bottom of the moon and all ghosts cried." Just doing special effects can burn Mu Yunsheng's original capital of 40 million.

With a hopeful mood, I asked the other party to provide some scripts with a modern background. As a result, the fantasy elements were missing, and the story became dry again, lacking dramatic conflicts.

Mu Yunsheng can understand, otherwise, why are all the popular novels on the Internet currently have a fantasy background with a touch of fantasy and sci-fi?Because purely modern stories inherently lack points that can create conflicts, they are not easy to write at all.

Mu Yunsheng knows that a good script has always been a major problem in the film and television circles of various countries. There are too many films with beautiful pictures, cool special effects, and powerful actors, but the plots are too much to complain about.

Even Hollywood is the same. The scripts that can be put on the screen every year are selected from all over the world. The quality is good, but this is so, there will still be a lot of bad scripts that make many audiences complain about the stupid plots.piece.

well……

Mu Yunsheng carefully read the document sent by the job applicant. It can be seen that he really wrote it with great care, but the conflict is too weak.

The ups and downs of the plot are full of all kinds of incomprehensible coincidences, as if all events happened by chance, and the final impact formed the ending.

He politely rejected the other party and gave some rejection fees.

Putting down the phone, Mu Yunsheng fell into deep thought.

Could it be that he, the director and chairman, wants to do it himself?

Or... find some authors who write online novels to work on scripts?

Eh?The idea seems to work!

He can find an author with good grades in novels to write scripts. Since the other party can write good novels, it shouldn't be a problem to switch to writing scripts!

Of course, the author you're looking for can't be too famous, otherwise, if they write well and make money, why should they write scripts for you? The money you give may not necessarily be higher than their subscription fees.

With the salary he can give, have found out the results, but generally speaking, the author should be fine.

Mu Yunsheng immediately re-edited the post.

[Internet writers are recruited to create scripts, the salary is generous, and the results of the website are brought.]

After sending the post, Mu Yunsheng thought about it and clicked on the Qicheng app.

He clicked on Maple Syrup Spruce's author column and clicked on the reward page.

When the tipping points of the author's column exceed a certain value, you can leave a message to the author, just like a private message.

[Does Yunshan have any plans to write a script?]

Mu Yunsheng put down the phone.

He didn't hold out any hope at all, he just asked casually.

After all, writing a script takes a lot of time. Originally, Maple Spruce said that they had to be busy with other things recently to reduce the number of updates, so they definitely would not agree to him.

In fact, if Maple Syrup Spruce agrees, he will really cry to death, which means that the other party will spend less time coding, and the updates he can see will shrink even more.

Mu Yunsheng picked up the book again and began to recite the knowledge points in it.

In City Z in the midsummer, the sky changed as it said it would, the sun was still shining in the morning, but it began to rain lightly in the evening.

Qi Ting walked out of the office. He put one hand in the pocket of his trousers and was about to take out the car keys when he saw a figure standing in the pattering rain.

It is not familiar to say that it is familiar, and it is not strange to say that it is strange.

What is familiar is the face, what is strange is the person.

Xia Jingyun stood in the rain holding an umbrella, and the raindrops kept falling from the side of the umbrella, forming a transparent curtain like falling beads in front of him. He looked at Qi Ting on the steps and smiled.

Qi Ting frowned slightly, but still walked over.

"Mr. Qi."

"Mr. Xia, what's the matter?"

Qi Ting could be regarded as knowing Xia Jingyun, after all, he had seen Yan Chengke stay by Qin Mu's side at Yan Chengke's eighteenth-year-old coming-of-age ceremony last month.

"I want to ask Mr. Qi something, I don't know if it's convenient for Fang to talk about it in another place."

Asking something... Qi Ting had an idea in his mind, he turned his head to look at the coffee shop next to the company, and said, "Let's sit there for now."

Soon, the two sat by the window of the cafe with cups of coffee in front of them.

Qi Ting finally had the opportunity to look at Xia Jingyun up close. have to say, this face really looks alike.

But because of the completely different temperament, people can distinguish it at a glance.

"I have to apologize to Mr. Qi for what happened that day. I didn't know you were on the terrace at the time."

"It's okay, it's all small things."

"I took a flashlight from the storage cabinet to shine on the second floor of your house based on the note I found in the house by accident." Xia Jingyun smiled and didn't dawdle. He directly had a showdown with Qi Ting, "Mr.Who left it?"

note?Qi Ting's eyebrows moved slightly.

Of course he knew that the person who lived in Qin Mu's house before was Wen Suning.

Could it be that Wen Suning deliberately left clues for Xia Jingyun before being driven away?

Isn't he afraid of being discovered by Qin Mu?

Those sly and alert eyes appeared in Qi Ting's mind again.

But...it seems like something he would do.

Xia Jingyun paid attention to Qi Ting's expression, seeing that he didn't show any doubts, he knew he had found the right person.

"Since that night, Mr. Qi has never been to the balcony on the second floor. He probably knows that he will never see anything again, right?"

Xia Jingyun was really keen.

With a faint smile on his face all the time, he remained polite and calm in the face of the obvious reality of his lover's cheating.

Of course Qi Ting can tell Xia Jingyun everything.

But for now, he doesn't really want to offend Qin Mu.

"Qin Mu is indeed a very affectionate person." Qi Ting paused and said in a low voice, "He kept your younger self by his side."

Xia Jingyun was stunned.

The first sentence has been selectively ignored by him, what was his... look like when he was younger?

Could it be that Qin Mu found someone who looked very similar to him?

substitute?!

Xia Jingyun's clever mind immediately thought of the key point, no matter how prepared he was, he still couldn't help distorting his facial features.

So disgustingly affectionate.

He knows that many people like to find someone who is similar to their predecessor when they are in love. In the past, he always attributed it to the unity of aesthetics.nausea.

"I can't say any more." Seeing Xia Jingyun's expression, Qi Ting also knew that he had thought of it.

"That's enough, thank you Mr. Qi." Xia Jingyun stood up, fisted his hands hanging by his sides, and nodded to him, "Then I'll go first, and I will treat Mr. Qi to dinner another day to thank him."

Xia Jingyun hurried out of the coffee shop, his back was submerged in the rain, as if he was running away.

Qi Ting picked up the still hot coffee and took a sip.

Facing the cruel truth, how will Xia Jingyun respond?

Fall out with Qin Mu, or pretend to know nothing, and continue to maintain a false relationship?

Speaking of which, based on Qin Mu's way of flattering the Yan family and the Chuyun Group, the reason why he fell in love with Xia Jingyun was also related to Xia Jingyun's mother being the daughter of the Yan family?

But...it doesn't seem to matter to him anymore.

Qi Ting really hoped that Xia Jingyun could find Wen Suning, after all these days he hadn't even seen the boy's shadow, and the other party disappeared into the vast crowd of City Z like a vapour.