This female idol is by no means my favorite student

Chapter 22 22. Good Night and Sweet Dreams

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"Are you busy?"

Yu Cang glanced at the phone and put it away.

Putting away the old black umbrella on the side of the corridor, he pushed open the door of his residence.

Although the rain had subsided a lot when we got back, the clothes were still partially wet between getting on and off the car, and it was extremely uncomfortable to stick to the body.

Taking off his wet and alcohol-smelling clothes, he quickly got into the bathroom and took a hot shower.

Only then did I feel refreshed and more comfortable.

Back on the bed, he set up the table and turned on the computer, and he clicked into a hidden document.

Stored in different categories are his various notes.

It includes not only film and television analysis, character interpretation, acting experience, but also some scripts that he wrote here and there in the past three years.

It can be said that the things in it can be regarded as the foundation of his life.

Song Lesheng's script invitation tonight made him a little moved.

Thriller scripts are a field he has never set foot in.

Although he is not interested in pure ghost horror movies, he is quite interested in suspense movies.

The former is more a test of the director's shot scheduling and design, and the screenwriter has little room to play, while the latter reflects a screenwriter's story skills, such as the setting of suspense and the self-consistent logic of the story.

After opening a new document, he didn't hit the keyboard for a long time, but thought about the core elements of this new story.

In the quiet and deep rainy night, the drops of water outside the window seemed to never stop.

After a long time, he typed out a word [circulation], following this concept, he typed out two other words in turn - [Ouroboros] and [Deep Sea].

After these words came out, he had a vague story setting in his mind.

Although there is still a long way to go before perfection, and the final result may be far from this, but in any case, this is a good start.

Immediately afterwards, he recorded some scattered thoughts and inspirations, which is his usual procedure in his own creation.

After a while, Yu Cang took out his phone and checked the time. At this time, more than an hour had passed since he created this document.

"Forget about Lu Yuan'er!" Yu Cang slapped his head.

When he just walked in, Lu Yuan'er didn't reply him immediately, so when he got out of the shower, he forgot the discussion between the two of them and started his own creation directly.

It wasn't until he checked the time just now that he saw the message Lu Yuan'er sent him an hour ago in the notification bar.

[It's ingots, not water chestnuts]: Thank you, Master Xiaoyu~ Be cute.jpg
[It's ingots, not water chestnuts]: Don't you like this name?
[It’s ingots, not water chestnuts]: Alright, then I won’t call it that in the future, sorry (>people<;)
There was an interval of about ten minutes between the three messages, probably because Lu Yuan'er misunderstood his sudden silence.

[Fish into the sea]: Just now I was busy with the script, don't think about it.

Almost as soon as he sent the message, he saw a line [the other party is typing] displayed on the chat window.

Should have been waiting for his reply.

[It's ingots, not water chestnuts]: Oh, that's good, I thought you were angry
The corner of Yu Cang's mouth raised slightly, this Lu Yuan'er was clever and black-bellied at one moment, and clumsy at another. He shook his head.

[Fish into the sea]: I'm not as naive as you.Are you still writing biographies?Don't worry, we have enough time, go to bed earlier.

[It’s ingots, not water chestnuts]: It doesn’t matter if you’re just naive and stay up late for a while. In the past, when the group schedule was busy, you couldn’t sleep for three or four hours a day. Now it’s much better.
[It's ingots, not water chestnuts]: What about you, Master Xiaoyu?I have to go to work and class tomorrow, don't I need to go to bed earlier?
[Fish into the sea]: I finally got some inspiration, so I want to write more tonight.

[It's ingots, not water chestnuts]: Then let's stay up all night cultivating immortals together!

[Fish into the sea]: Let's encourage each other, Fellow Daoist Lu.

Yu Cang replied to her with a smile, and put his mind on the new script again, typing on the keyboard while thinking.

Although Song Lesheng is not in a hurry, he is not a procrastinator, and wants to write a first draft earlier for him to have a look at.

When his thoughts froze, Yu Cang would stop and have a chat with Lu Yuan'er, as a change of mind.

Time passed quietly, and the night was dark.

【Rainbow】In the dormitory.

The lights on the ceiling had already been turned off, and Di Tongtong, who was facing the bed, breathed evenly and slept soundly.

Lu Yuan'er pulled the bed curtain, hid in her bed and tapped the keyboard softly.

Maybe it was because of the company on the other end of the phone, or maybe it was because Nihuang was too charming, even though it was late at night, she didn't feel sleepy.

After typing the last word with satisfaction, she looked at the time, and it was already past one o'clock in the morning.

The rest she intends to save until tomorrow night to continue.

Looking at the phone, Yu Cang hadn't replied to her for 15 minutes.

Putting away the laptop, she gently got into the quilt to avoid waking up her roommate.

Under the quilt, the dim light from the phone screen illuminated her palm-sized face.

She opened the [Answer] app, and clicked on the private message window with Yu Cang.

Enter, delete, enter again, delete again.

In the end nothing was sent.

At this time, Yu Cang probably finished his work and sent a message to ask her to rest earlier.

She hesitated for a while, took a deep breath, and pressed [Voice Input].

"Good night, Yu Cang."

Her voice was soft and slightly trembling in the quiet night.

After sending it, she was stunned, then quickly stuffed the phone under the pillow, pulled up the quilt and covered her head completely.

Lu Yuan'er, what inexplicable behavior did you do just now!

She felt that she must have made a mistake just now.

On the opposite bed, Di Tongtong, who was already asleep, opened his eyes at some point.

Through the bed curtain, she couldn't see Lu Yuan'er's movements, but those four words fell into her ears verbatim.

Di Tongtong has no sleepiness at all now.

Lu Yuan'er, how can you sleep, sister, I really can't sleep!
the other side.

Listening to the girl's voice on the mobile phone, Yu Cang didn't show any expression on his face, but his movements stopped.

If I remember correctly, this was the first time she called him Yu Cang directly.

Weird feeling.

Looking at the computer screen, he suddenly lost the motivation to continue writing and was a little upset.

Click [Save] to exit, and he turns off the computer.

After a long silence, he sent her a sentence, [Good night, sweet dreams].

Turning off the bedside lamp, the room was plunged into darkness.

After silently chanting [the first rule of getting along with female idols: don't be too intimate], he closed his eyes.

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