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Chapter 83 Blue House Qiongyu (Monthly Pass Plus Changes)
He looked at Chen Yi'an in front of him, and said indifferently, "Then why are you here?"

After he finished speaking, he passed Chen Yi'an who was embarrassed.

The Zhou family's private jets were all parked at the back hill of the old house. Zhou Jingwei drove all the way past, and the black Land Rover was stopped by the railing at the entrance of the back hill.

The bodyguard came over and looked at Zhou Jingwei's gentle and indifferent face. He was terrified and said bravely, "Master, the old man said that you can't come in here today."

"I'll give you three seconds to raise the railing up for me."

His voice was straight, his emotions were concealed, and his calmness was strange.

The bodyguard lowered his head, "Master, we also obey orders, so don't make things difficult."

"three."

"two."

"one."

The wheels rolled back and the engine hummed.

Zhou Jingwei clasped his cold jade-like fingers on the steering wheel steadily, with a dignified and loose posture.

He stopped 200 meters away.

Probably due to the impact of the torrential rain in Xuancheng, dense rain began to float in the sky.

Before the bodyguard could react, Zhou Jingwei lowered his eyebrows, stepped on the accelerator without hesitation, and rushed over.

There was a loud bang, and the bodyguard's face turned pale with fright.

When he reacted, only the railings that were torn apart by the impact of gravity fell from midair piece by piece, and there were even sparks at the fractured places.

In fact, Zhou Bingquan was already prepared to be unable to stop Zhou Jingwei. He stood on the empty mountain with a cane, and behind him were hundreds of helicopters of all kinds.

His eyes fell on the front cover of the Land Rover, which had been turned up and scrapped, and he frowned.

Zhou Jingwei had already got out of the car and walked quickly towards a small helicopter.

"I have placed all the pilots in Zhou's old house. Zhou Jingwei, even if you get on the plane, no one will take the risk of offending me to drive you."

Zhou Bing said solemnly, looking at Zhou Jingwei's back with disapproval on his face: "Look at what you look like now! Have you lost your head because of a woman? Where is Xuancheng now? What is your identity? How do you Dare to go!"

"Dad," Zhou Jingwei turned his face to look at him, his eyes behind the gold-rimmed glasses were as cold as a cold night: "I will protect my woman myself, and I will drive this helicopter by myself."

There was a thin layer of water in the cave, Cheng Weiyue scooped out the water, the old lady hugged the cat behind her, watching her busy, her eyes moved slightly.

She looked at it for a long time, and asked Cheng Weiyue: "You little girl, why do you come to such a place with a group of old men?"

"I'm studying film and television editing and directing. I want to come here to take some photos and documentaries of cultural relics, which can be regarded as gaining experience for future work." Cheng Weiyue said here, and glanced at her palm.

I had already fallen on the road, and now I was soaked in sewage, and my whole palm was burning with pain.

The sewage eroded the flesh of the palm along the broken skin, and the pain was sharp.

Cheng Weiyue put her hand on her trousers and wiped it slightly, leaving a reddish mark.

"Film and TV director? After this job, you want to enter the showbiz, right? That's not a good place." The old lady said.

In fact, after spending time together, Cheng Weiyue discovered that this old man is not the kind who has never seen the world, her speech and behavior are very elegant and decent.

Cheng Weiyue hesitated for a moment before saying: "Grandma, do you have a story?"

The old lady found a clean place to sit down, and nostalgia and memories flashed across her old and freckled face.

She said, "Do you know "Blue Mansion Qiongyu"?"

"I know, that TV series is very famous and has won many awards. It is a compulsory TV series for our editing and directing class." Cheng Weiyue talked a little bit more when talking about her field of expertise.

She squatted in front of the old woman, her eyes shining brightly: "The director of this TV show, Chu Manxiao, is a figure like Big Dipper in the circle of directors. There is still a picture of her hanging in the library of our school."

Listening to Cheng Weiyue's words, the old lady's expression became more and more serious.

She was silent for a long time, and suddenly asked: "What do you think of the writing of "Blue Mansion Qiongyu"?"

"Very good! It is one of the few scripts I have read that is almost flawless."

Cheng Weiyue said seriously: "If possible, I hope I can write a script like "Blue Mansion Qiongyu" in the future."

"Girl," the old lady smiled, "what's your name?"

"Cheng Weiyue, the distance of the journey, the tiny moon, the moon of the bright moon."

The sound of wind and rain outside was like beans being poured from a bamboo tube, crackling, so that Cheng Weiyue thought she had heard it wrong.

Because she heard the old lady say: ""Blue Mansion Qiong Yu" was written by me."

"what."

Cheng Weiyue couldn't believe it: "Didn't Chu Manxiao write this?"

"Many years ago, Chu Manxiao and I were both students of Beijing University, and we lived in the same dormitory. We have always had a good relationship and talked about everything. When we graduated, we joined the same company and worked hard for our dreams together. I want to become the top director and meet at the top. I never thought that she would plagiarize my script."

"When I found out about this, she had already taken my script to the senior management of the company and obtained the permission to start it."

"She begged me not to tell it, she said she would give me all the money she earned, but I don't care about the money at all, "Blue House Qiongyu" is my brainchild, I want it no matter what Put my name on it."

When the old lady said this, her tone became sarcasm: "Her true face was revealed at this time. Seeing that she was going to be soft, she used her family power to get me completely removed from the showbiz. The Chu family is too powerful. In that place in Jingcheng, it is easy for the rich and powerful to shut up an ant."

The old lady's eyes became more dizzy and sad. She seemed to be struggling, and the emotions in her eyes changed several times. After that, she suddenly shook her hands, took out a small notebook from the close-fitting jacket, and stuffed it into the Cheng Weiyue's hand.

Cheng Weiyue's heart tightened, she didn't know why, although it was just the old lady's one-sided words, but she didn't have the slightest suspicion, even she couldn't explain the trust.

"Grandma, what is this book?"

"It's the original manuscript of "The Blue Mansion Qiongyu." The old lady gave a wry smile and said, "If you don't dislike it, you can keep it for yourself. I'm getting old, and I'm afraid I won't be able to hand over this thing after I die. For others, if you keep it, it will be regarded as fulfilling my last wish."

This book is obviously a few years old, but it can be seen that the person concerned cherishes it, and it is very precious.

On the last page of the book, it says October 20, 10xx, Zhong Qing.

It turned out that the old lady in front of her was named Zhong Qing.

(End of this chapter)