Chapter 5 Coincidence or Fate?

As a screenwriter, Wen Qing had already written the script and gave it to Director Zhang to review. However, no one knows how it will turn out in the end. There are just too many variables. Even though the crew still had a few days to start work, Wen Qing did not dare to relax.

Sitting in the library in the city center with the original book and computer.

This book was something she had spent a lot of effort to buy, and it was signed by Li Yin. She cherished it very much, even if she turned it over countless times, there was still no damage.

Maybe it was because it was a working day, so there were not many people in the library.

Wen Qing chose a place to sit by the window.

Halfway through the book, my vision went dark. Wen Qing looked up and found the girl wearing a black mask sitting opposite him. She put down her schoolbag and took out her book.

It was exactly the same as the one on her desk.

Wen Qing raised his eyebrows and then looked at the girl in front of him. He saw her taking off her mask and silently greeting him with a smile. Those eyes are exceptionally beautiful.

It's Tangtang.

Wen Qing was slightly startled and smiled back.

She received the news last night that Tang Tang would still play the third female role, the female police officer. Although it was a pity that she missed the second female lead, she was still looking forward to Tang Tang's performance. I saw her in the library today and gave her another surprise.

Nowadays, many actors are too busy to act in TV series and read the script directly. After all, it still lacks some of the charm of the original work.

Tang Tang's eyes lit up when he saw Wen Qing also had this book on his desk.

Sure enough, most of the screenwriters she liked worked so hard.

He pulled out a piece of paper, scribbled a few words on it, and handed it over.

Wen Qing took it hesitantly, lowered his eyes, looked at the words above, and slightly curved the corners of his mouth. It turns out that there are still people who know her and like her.

Now she finally understood why the girl looked at her like that during the audition that day.

Wen Qing saw that she took off her mask without hesitation, looked around, and wrote down on the paper:

"Can you take off your mask? Although there aren't many people here, it's better to be careful."

Tang Tang took the note with a smile in his eyes, looked at the words on it, and the smile at the corner of his mouth became even more obvious.

"It's okay, no one knows me yet"

The girl's face showed no sign of distress about not getting over it yet, and Wen Qing was dazzled by the smile on her face. Pick up the pen and write:

Day and night, I gather my feathers and bind my wings, leaping thousands of miles in one leap

Wen Qing smiled and handed it to the girl in front of him.

I saw her carefully smoothing out the note and putting it back into the bag like a treasure. Wen Qing suddenly felt that being liked by others was really a blessing.

After that, the two of them devoted themselves to the book in a tacit understanding. After two hours, Tang Tang left first because he had other plans.

When I closed the book, it was already evening.

When a ray of sunset shone on the table, Wen Qing was a little surprised. Autumn in Yuncheng is often cloudy and gloomy. For many days in a row, it will eventually affect the mood. How can this sudden ray of sunshine not make people happy?

I packed my things decisively, left the library, and enjoyed the rare sunshine.

Wen Qing was walking with her bag on her back, and when she looked up, she saw Yuncheng Park not far away. Thinking of the feeling he had when passing by in the car that day, Wen Qing walked there without any hesitation.

Yuncheng Park is different from other parks. The trees inside are all old, which has a unique charm and attracts many people to visit.

Strangely enough, Wen Qing has been in Yuncheng for almost six years. I have been studying for four years and graduated two years ago, but I have never been here.

Walking into the park, Wen Qing lamented that he came too late. Looking at the particularly old tree in front of him, Wen Qing couldn't help but walk under it and feel the veins of its trunk.

I found a bench and sat down, took out my favorite book and spread it on my lap, reading and tasting, and the years were quiet.

Wen Qing quickly immersed himself in this state until he felt a gaze fixed on him.

He raised his head slightly, and the page of the book between his fingers was blown away by the wind.

The moment he met that person's eyes, Wen Qing felt that his world had no sound or color. There was only the sound of his own heartbeat in his ears, and he could only see the person in front of him.

Lu Yi, whom she loved deeply, stood there and looked at herself.