Hu Qunzi nodded slightly: "I like to listen to these words. I have several theoretical books on film creation and research, which may be of great benefit to your creation. If you have time, come to my office to get it."

When I was in the Basics of Film and Television Literature, I only learned a little bit of fur. Now I can finally learn and study systematically. Nishino rubbed his hands hard: "I can find it without any effort when I find it. Thank you, editor-in-chief."

Seeing Nishino happy like a child, Hu Qunzi couldn't help laughing: "Look at you, you're happier than marrying a wife."

Nishino smiled foolishly: "How can marry a wife and this be compared? Where is my wife--"

Hua Xiong came up and said to Nishino in a careless manner: "Isn't your wife the editor-in-chief?"

The group of people glared at Hua Xiong: "I'm here to wander around again, why don't I clean the toilet?"

It was obviously a break, and although Hua Xiong was a little afraid of the editor-in-chief, with Nishino next to him, he knew that Hu Qunzi said this on purpose.

So he stood there and held his hands, looking disdainful: "Comrade Leader, it's lunch break now, and there is no talk about work."

"Oh, then you don't want to go to Tianjin anymore? I changed my mind temporarily and let Howard-" the group boy didn't seem to be joking.

"No. I'll go to the toilet now." Hua Xiong was a little panicked and immediately walked away with tactfulness...

After get off work, Nishino immediately sat at the desk, opened the book, read it very seriously, and circled it while reading it. An hour later, he found that he had forgotten all the things he had just read, and only a few of them could remember, and he was very confused.

He couldn't figure out: Is his memory too poor or his theory too profound... He put down his book and pen, went to Hu Qunzi's computer room, turned on the computer, and searched for the answers.

He raised his head, held his chin with his hands, looked at the ceiling with his eyes, and a picture appeared in his mind—

In "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", Zhang Sanfeng taught Zhang Wuji's Tai Chi Kung Fu and taught him it again. Zhang Sanfeng asked Zhang Wuji how much he remembered?

Zhang Wuji said he remembered half of it, so Zhang Sanfeng taught it again and asked Zhang Wuji how much he remembered? Zhang Wuji said he didn't remember everything. Zhang Sanfeng nodded happily because Zhang Wuji learned Tai Chi.

Perhaps it is the same as studying Tai Chi, because you don’t know how to do it, so you have to learn it. After you learn it, you have to forget it. What you have learned is what you have learned and it is what really belongs to you.

He was not Zhang Wuji, nor did he want to learn Tai Chi, he just wanted to write a script. He was stunned for a while, picked up his pen and opened the book again. Maybe he would still forget after reading it, forgetting while reading, and repeating the process of forgetting and anti-forgottening. This is the rule of learning. Before he knew it, it was two o'clock in the morning.

The moonlight began to slowly disappear, the stars began to slip away slowly, Nishino's eyes were bloodshot, and his stomach was rumbled in an inappropriate manner.

"I'm a little hungry, what should I eat to replenish my energy!" He put down his pen, went to the kitchen to boil some boiling water, and soaked instant noodles. He was holding the TV in the living room when he noticed that the sound was still on and the sound was minimized. Hu Qunzi fell asleep while lying on the sofa, holding the remote control in his hand.

The quilt was not covered, and Hu Qunzi said in his sleep: "Dad, you kept saying that I couldn't do it. I'm out now, and now I'm taking care of myself. It's been seven years, and you haven't paid attention to me..."

Dad, Hu Qunzi's father, Nishino only heard Qunzi mention it once, and she didn't know what her father is doing. Nishino made an exception and went to Hu Qunzi's room, carried out a quilt and covered her. Maybe she was too tired, and she grabbed one end of the quilt and slept again.

I really wanted to wake Hu Qunzi up and talk to me, but she slept so well that Nishino couldn't bear it. She returned to the room alone and stood in front of the window, just like yesterday, the day before yesterday, the day before yesterday. He was thinking about something - how to draw the script of "Flowers Fall and Flowers Blooming Yang Family Generals", how to start, and how to layout it?

I remember Mr. Yang said that in the past 1,000 years from the Tang Dynasty to the Qing Dynasty, there were more than 400 famous Yang family members, a huge group of heroes with continuity. But who are they? What are their deeds? Mr. Yang himself cannot explain them clearly.

Find useful information in literature, compare data, remove false information, retain the truth, artistic processing, and recreate, how to turn them into flesh-and-blooded words? Who should appear, who should retreat; who should use what weapons, who should use what tricks; who is defeated, who will win... they all have to be planned one by one, and they cannot be slacked off at all.

In a trance, the battle scenes of swords and swords, wars flying, and blood flowing clearly appeared in front of Nishino. The generals with golden swords and iron horses and soldiers holding weapons galloped on the battlefield, fighting toward the enemy without hesitation. Their vivid faces were all within reach, and then they were blurred until they disappeared...

Heroes also have emotions, and it is impossible for all men to be all-round? Should I add some emotional dramas to the novel? These must be communicated with the editor-in-chief.

Too many confusions made Nishino at a loss and his brain was drowsy. It was time to rest. Nishino returned to bed. The plot of Yang Zaixing, the most powerful general of the Southern Song Dynasty, fighting against Xiao Shanghe, could not be copied from "Talking about Yue Quan Biography", otherwise there would be plagiarism. As he thought about it, Nishino couldn't hold on anymore. He closed his eyes and soon fell asleep...

Saturday is here, and I can finally take a day off. The editor-in-chief did not take Nishino to the party because he went out with his classmates.

Nishino remembered that she was too busy during this period and almost forgot the name Xiaoxiao. It was time to go to the bookstore to see her.

Nishino, who felt guilty, entered a jewelry store. The bracelet he had liked a long time ago was still there. He was very excited: "Waiter, can I take a look at this bracelet?"

The waitress smiled and said, "I'm sorry, I was ordered by a gentleman yesterday and he was about to pick up the goods."

When Nishino heard this, he was very anxious and didn't think so much. He walked over and said politely to the gentleman: "Hello, sir, have you ordered this bracelet?"

The man turned around, looked at Nishino with contempt, and nodded.

"Sorry, brother." Nishino explained, "It's like this... A few days ago... my girlfriend and I passed by this jewelry store. She saw this bracelet and she liked it very much."

"But I have a girlfriend too!" The man smiled slightly, turned around and handed it to the cashier, paying the remaining amount.

"Brother, it is very important to me. Can I add some money? Can you sell it to me? Please, sir." Nishino mustered up the courage and said, if he didn't say anything, he would have no chance.

The man took back the card and glanced at Nishino with contempt, "Mystery, you like what I like too, I'll do it for you-"

"Thank you--" Nishino was very excited.

"1080, give the money--" The man was very rude.

"Oh, OK." Nishino searched his body for a long time before finding 1,000 yuan. "Sorry, that's all."

"Forget it, you're a rich man." The man took the money and left the store arrogantly, and drove a Mercedes-Benz to another jewelry store.

Nishino carefully put away his bracelet, took out the only 80 yuan left in his pocket, and cursed at the direction where the man was away: "Isn't it just Mercedes-Benz? When I become rich, I must buy an extended version of the Phantom!"

A large bouquet of red roses was bought in the flower shop, and Nishino was penniless, so he had to walk to Su Yu's bookstore. It happened that Xiaoxiao was also helping with the business. Through the glass, she saw Nishino sweating from afar and hurried out.

Nishino smiled and said, "I'm sorry, I..."

"What are you sorry for me? You didn't come to see me, I almost forgot you."

Nishino was embarrassed, scratched the back of his head and took his hand back, and handed the flower to Xiaoxiao with both hands: "I gave it to you, the red rose you like."

"Oh, how is it possible? It's actually a real rose, not a broccoli, nor rapeseed." Su Yu and Lu Xin in the bookstore were surprised.

A minute later, Xiaoxiao took the rose, leaned close to her nose and smelled it, and a trace of joy began to rise to her heart.

"What's wrong? Don't you like it?" Nishino asked.

"Well, I don't like it at all. Why didn't you come to the bookstore to read me for half a month? They all said that my boyfriend is a hypocritical hypocrite." Xiaoxiao complained a little.

"I have something to give you." Nishino took out the paper crane.

Xiaoxiao took the paper crane: "What is this?"

"There are words inside, I wrote them, please take a look."

"Not to remove." Xiaoxiao pinned the paper crane on the rose, "I know what you wrote, but this paper crane is still beautiful. You..."

Something as exquisite slid out of the paper crane and fell into the roses!

"Wow, it's a bracelet--" Xiaoxiao could hardly believe her eyes. She mentioned the bracelet with Lu Xin yesterday.

Nishino picked it up and put the bracelet on her wrist: "Do you like it? And can I hold you?"

"Yes." Xiaoxiao nodded.

Nishino hugged her in his arms, hugging her tightly, completely forgot about the existence of Su Yu and Lu Xin.

Xiaoxiao's heart beat so fast: "Xinye, do you miss me in the past half month?"

"I don't want it, I don't want it at all."

"Why?"

"Not why. Nothing can be said is not thought, and no love can be said is not love."

Su Yu and Lu Xin shouted deliberately at the counter: "Xiaoxiao, the guest is here-"

Xiaoxiao broke free from Nishino's arms like a frightened deer: "Start work--"

After a while, Xiaoxiao realized that he had been fooled. The bookstore was quiet and there were no customers except the four of them.
Chapter completed!