Song Tan's Notes

Lu Chuan slept very soundly.

The soft cotton bedding seemed to have been washed many times, and now it seemed to wrap him in a cocoon. The house was quiet, with no sound of cars passing by, no quarrels among neighbors, no crying babies...

There was only the sound of rain outside the window, mixed with the sound of wind, falling into the dead leaves.

He had a rare and sweet sleep.

The room was pitch black. Lu Chuan vaguely remembered that Song Tan helped him draw the curtains when he lay down. At this moment, he turned on the desk lamp and took out his mobile phone, only then did he realize that -

It's already nine o'clock in the evening.

After thinking about it, he sent a message to Song Tan -

【Woke up. 】

After a while, there was a light knock on the door, and then the door handle was turned. Song Tan's happy eyes showed: "Did you sleep well?"

Lu Chuan rubbed his temples, supported himself on the bed and sat up. His disheveled hair and handsome features revealed another kind of cuteness: "It's a bit too good. I probably won't be able to sleep tonight."

However, this is a good time to organize my ideas for the new book. I can take a short nap in the early morning and try not to sleep too long during the day. Then I will be able to adjust my schedule by tomorrow night.

But exercise should be suspended during the adjustment of work and rest...

  Just as this thought came to my mind, Song Tan had already sat down beside the bed, then hugged my neck and kissed me on the cheek:

"You look so cute when you just woke up!"

Lu Chuan:......

He was caught off guard and had no mental preparation. His cheeks, ears, and neck suddenly turned pink.

The next moment, he closed his eyes and tilted his head slightly: "I haven't rinsed my mouth yet, only kisses on the face are allowed."

The scar on his temple extended out, and then Song Tan hugged his head and kissed him gently: "I know!"

……

When Lu Chuan finished washing up and came out of the bathroom, he saw Song Tan pointing at the milk and scallion pancakes on the table:

"Seventh cousin left this for you. He said he was afraid you would be hungry when you woke up in the middle of the night, so he just ate something to fill his stomach and then had a proper breakfast."

"However, a little bit of broken tea leaves was added to the milk, which was cooked by Qiao Qiao. The milk was brought by Chen Chi. The two of them painted a very satisfactory painting, and they specially thanked you."

Lu Chuan was stunned for a moment, then he became happy: "As long as they like it."

"Yes, I like it..." Song Tan held his chin up and looked at him sipping milk tea. "I bought a set of oil pastels for more than 100 yuan, and paired it with a big bottle of makeup remover that cost 500 yuan. Only then can I wash off all the paint on my hands..."

Lu Chuan laughed: "Since I met you, you have never worn makeup on your face - is that makeup remover still within its shelf life?"

Of course that's not there.

I bought it at a special price when I was working, and it was a large bucket of 800ml. I originally thought there would be no problem using it.

But in fact, it expired in July last year. Now I use it for my two children's painting, so I don't feel sorry for it at all.

Seeing that she didn't say anything, Lu Chuan took out his phone and handed it to her: "Then choose another set. Cosmetics are something you don't use, but what if you want to try them someday? It's always good to have them in stock."

  This sentence makes a lot of sense!

Song Tan was refreshed and quickly took the phone: "Then I'll buy more. Doctor Guo said that we can have more hand creams, hydrosols and the like this year. It just so happens that I can buy a few different ones for her to learn from, and see if the formula needs to be adjusted."

She didn't know much about these things. When she bought them, she searched for other people's promotions, then looked at the sales volume, and finally placed orders for several of them.

  Submit the order, switch the address, and click on the payment button in one go. Now I have time to ask another question:

"Isn't there not much romance in the book you adapted? When the director came to our house last time, why was there the second male lead and the one who was infatuated and vomiting blood?"

"Could it be possible that the inspirational journey to cultivate immortality will turn into a bloody love triangle lasting thousands or tens of thousands of years?" Lu Chuan almost didn't swallow his milk tea.

  But he quickly adjusted himself and explained:

"The target audience of a simple inspirational male protagonist is too narrow. They asked me to refer to the plot line before."

"The main plot remains unchanged, but the side plots bring out the emotional lines that were implicitly written in the books, with the main theme being love and separation, which is hard to obtain."

He thought about the plot: "Because the male lead's emotional scenes are always lost, the other part of the emotional scenes will be focused on the male and female supporting roles - to use the words in their circle: the male lead belongs to the female lead, but the male supporting role belongs to everyone."

"I have read the script and participated in the investment. At present, the overall plot is very smooth."

Song Tan finally felt relieved. Otherwise, if a bloody love triangle got involved in her river beach, she would be heartbroken looking back.

but--

"You? Investing? Aren't you afraid of losing all your money?"

When outsiders invest in the film and television industry, there are ten thousand tricks that will be horrible. Although Song Tan has never been involved, she has heard of them.

Lu Chuan seemed calm: "The investment amount is not large, I can afford the failure - my cash flow has been considerable over the years."

"Also, I have cooperation with the novel website, and the investment is also related to them, so it should be safe."

Song Tan thought about these words silently and found that he was sure of the best and worst results, so he couldn't help laughing again:

"I thought you were an innocent older man, but I was wrong!"

Lu Chuan:......

He put down the spoon and said seriously: "I have never been in love, and I have never had a crush on anyone. Isn't this pure enough?"

"Money is something outside of our body."

Song Tan's eyebrows curved, and he said reluctantly: "Then even if you are pure enough..."

The two looked at each other and suddenly started laughing again.

Then he asked curiously, "Is the director here to shoot so early?"

Song Tan shook his head: "He saw the flowers and trees on the mountain when Qiao Qiao was live streaming, and came over with a huge storyboard, saying things like wind blowing peach blossoms, petals falling in profusion, white clothes stained with blood, and parting and hatred..."

"Wow! If I really continue to shoot like that, with all the equipment and people, there won't be many petals left on the flowers on the mountain."

Having said that, seeing how relaxed she was now, Lu Chuan knew that the director was bound to fail, so he smiled and shook his head:

"It's good that you don't agree, because there are many movie and TV shooting locations like flower trees in other places."

Although they are definitely not as beautiful as those on Songtan Mountain, they are cheaper.

"This director's camera aesthetics are quite brilliant, and the delicate emotions are very moving. There are also three assistant directors, who are very good at shooting fighting scenes and grand narratives... They are also a well-known team in the film and television company."

"When the crew comes to film, if they need help, the villagers might be able to earn some extra money."

If this book had not been rated S, I'm afraid we wouldn't have been able to hire such a team.

Thinking of this, Lu Chuan felt fortunate again - fortunately it was such a team, so the finished product in the future would not be bad.

Otherwise, if it was a clichéd movie, he... would probably not be able to hold his head up here.

(End of this chapter)