Unconventional screenwriter

Time came to the afternoon, and in the corner of the crew, a tall girl in white casual clothes bent over, looking at the phone and smirking.

Yuri is trying to pretend to be calm and scan the online evaluation of their TV series, but the joyful stupidity makes the little assistant who has been trying to block outsiders' sight for her look black.

You are idol, Yuri xi!

A fairy: To be honest, I didn't want to watch it at first, but who would let the remote control be in my mother's hands.But watched...I suddenly think it's pretty good-looking!!!

Red hammer player: Sister upstairs, me too.Although there is a bit of dog blood, Agassi and Agima appear on the stage, and there is no handsome Oppa or beautiful O'Neill, but I really think the plot is so exciting!

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Subjects of General Quan: I know the truth, but what about my family?I watched the whole episode without blinking my eyes, but Wuli Yuri hasn't even appeared a shadow.

Seeing the comments made by his fans, Yoori covered his mouth with a smile of joy, but his shoulders kept shaking.

I can see that she is quite uncomfortable.

Suppressed a little uncomfortable.

Of course, it's not all good reviews, there are some bad reviews.

The thorny baby fish: This plot is too bloody, is it a trick of a wealthy bastard, can you have a new trick?

The subjects of General Quan: Even if it's bloody, it looks good!

Taeyeon's golden slippers: Just look good, don't care about it.

Sika’s pillow: Good for you!

Yoona's wife: Good sone!

Beautiful girl passing by: I watched it with my granddaughter last night. It was really pretty, and there is content to chat with sisters again.

Sunny loyal man:???

Waiting for Yoo Li to brush up the comments with gusto, she reluctantly took back the phone, and then tried to keep her heart down and watch the script.

It's just that she was a little restless after reading the comments. She is very much looking forward to the broadcast effect of the episode she appeared on.

Youli did not sleep well last night. She was excited all night, especially when she saw the ratings of her participation in the drama, the joy became even stronger, and she was even severely suppressed by Sunny. It was quiet.

Sunny who finally slept in: Did my old lady not sleep?

The ratings of this premiere are really not bad, at least better than her first drama "Unstoppable Marriage".

Of course, the image of the role is much better and more important.

In "Unstoppable Marriage", the images of her and Xiuying are exactly two young nymphomaniac girls.

And this drama also seems to have become the dark history of their interpretation career. Every time fans discuss this matter online, they want to ask: Are you sure that you are our true love fan and not a black fan?

After waiting for Yoori to finish her today's scene and prepare to return to the dormitory, she didn't see anyone.

She still couldn't help asking her assistant to ask what was going on. Her little assistant asked awkwardly, and then told her, "Writer Kim is not feeling well today. He left after the meeting."

It was just that until the next day, Yoori did not see Cheng Ze, in the position of a friend, she was a little worried about him.But she still didn't have his contact information, so she had to give up.

Because of the need to contact, Yoori returned to the company.

As soon as she entered the door, Yoori saw Zhang Shengyu staring at her with a serious expression. She couldn't help but stunned, but suddenly she felt something wrong.

She seems to have nothing to "chuck", right?

Did she do nothing bad?

"My mother, I know today is the day to go to Dr. Cui. I am on my way now."

"How can I lie to you, or wait for Dr. Cui and me to video with you, haha."

"Inside, I will do a good job of psychological counseling, don't worry about me."

"Then I'll hang up first." Putting down the phone, Cheng Ze picked up a black peaked cap and put it on and went out.

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The sun shines into the house through the huge French windows. The room is large but the furnishings are very simple.

In the middle of the room is a beige coffee table and two fabric sofas of the same color.

Cheng Ze sat on one of them. The sofa was very soft. The moment the soft material sat down, the body couldn't help but relax, and then the mood also relaxed.

Far away from the door is a large mahogany bookcase. The bookcase is full of books, not only psychology, but also many works of philosophy and classical literature.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows is a small yard. The lawn in the yard is very neatly trimmed. There is also a flowerbed in the yard. The flowerbed is planted with flowers that bloom in the season, which is gorgeous and delicate.

At this time, a middle-aged man in a brown shirt walked in. The man was wearing a pair of gold glasses. He looked very good and had a very refined and easygoing temperament.

The middle-aged man gently placed a cup of hot milk on the coffee table near Chengze. He looked at the big boy in front of him, who was wearing black casual clothes and struggling with energy, but his expression could not be covered. Mild smile.

"This is hot milk. You like sweet, so I added more honey."

"Thank you." Cheng Ze picked it up but didn't drink it but held it in his hand. The temperature from the white mug was a bit hot, but it warmed his somewhat chilly body.

Dr. Cui sat down on the sofa opposite Cheng Ze. He didn't start the conversation right away. Instead, he sank into the sofa, groaned comfortably in his mouth, and stretched out.

"Ah, it’s not a loss that the sofa I bought back for a big price is really soft. I don’t want to work every time I lie on it, but the reason I want to buy this sofa is to better serve my patients. I can only get up and work."

Seeing that the gentle and gentle middle-aged uncle in front of him was somewhat naive, Cheng Ze laughed.

After a while, Dr. Cui sat up straight. He looked at Cheng Ze, patted his sofa, and asked with a smile, "Do you think my sofa is soft?"

"soft."

"Comfortable?"

"Comfortable."

The topic was very homely and ordinary, but Cheng Ze responded politely.

But this is actually a question raised by Dr. Cui about whether Cheng Ze takes his heart.

Dr. Cui shook his head: "My sofa is very comfortable for me, but you don't find it comfortable for you, otherwise you wouldn't be sitting tightly leaning forward."

Cheng Ze didn't care much about his lie being exposed by Dr. Cui, he just quietly turned the cup in his hand.

"You look a little tired." Dr. Cui looked at Cheng Ze and didn't answer and didn't plan to ask anything more.

"Nei, there are a lot of things at work recently, so I look a little tired." Cheng Ze didn't look up, his tiredness was still eroding his body.

Following the example of Cheng Ze, Dr. Cui leaned forward and narrowed the distance between the two. His voice was soft but with a magical power. It was a kind of natural intimacy, so kind that people couldn’t help it. Put down your guard and talk.

"I'm not just talking about your physical exhaustion, I'm talking about your psychological exhaustion."

It seemed that it worked. Cheng Ze slowly let go of his guard. Even if this person is a psychiatrist who has given him many times of psychological counseling, he still has some guards unconsciously.

After being silent for a while, he slowly raised his head, with a weak tone in his tone.

"is a bit."

"Can you tell us why you feel mentally exhausted?"

Dr. Cui's voice is gentle and powerful, with a natural sense of intimacy. When talking to people, he always feels like a good friend.

"The show is aired, and I am a little nervous."

"What are you nervous about?"

"Ratings."

Dr. Cui smiled: "Chengze, you still worry about ratings, so stop making trouble, this is not something you would worry about."

This child is very special, and what he thinks and fears can never be such a thing.

Cheng Ze smiled, took a sip of hot milk, and whispered softly: "I really can't fool Dr. Cui."

After waiting for Cheng Ze to finish speaking, Dr. Cui corrected him: "I have said so many times, don't call me Dr. Cui, but call me Agassi."

Nodded, Cheng Ze responded: "Agassi."

Doctor Cui smiled and nodded. Instead of asking, he turned on the smart device on the side and played soft and soothing music.

Both of them were silent, and the melodious singing echoed in the room.

After a while, Cheng Ze took a few sips of milk again, and he stared at the mug in his hand with complicated eyes.

"I'm a little scared."