novelraw Chapter 33
Chapter 33
He Ercheng still followed the previous plan, sneaked out when Hor Meng fell asleep, and left home with the manuscript and a few cookbooks.
When I came to Teacher Hong Meilan's house, I rang the doorbell, and through the screen, the clear and gentle face inside saw the face of the person who came, and said, "Come in."
When I was an intern junior at KBS, I was fortunate enough to be noticed by Hong Meilan, one of the Hong sisters. At that time, He Ercheng felt blessed by God, stepped on shit luck, and was still scolded by the PD for being bloody At the critical moment, Teacher Hong Meilan rescued her.
At that time, a screenwriter "The Lord's Sun" written by teacher Hong Meilan was on the air. The assistant at the time had some disputes with her boyfriend, so she left without filing an application. At that time, Hong Meilan was just passing by and found out in the chat. She is a newcomer writer who came to intern, because the previous writer had some problems, and because of face, she put all the responsibility on her, and she is just a job as a handyman to buy coffee, and has not involved anything about it. Writing works, but I can't tell the truth directly to PD, so I can only let him scold.
Hong Meilan was also out of sympathy, and she wanted to find an open-minded person to be her assistant right now. It was better to find such a student who would definitely endure hardships and wanted to learn more.
So, He Ercheng caught up with such a warm-hearted screenwriter who was kind for a while, and stayed with her for just over two weeks, basically even living there, and she was always the first to see it after writing. script man.
When Hong Meilan learned that He Ercheng was writing novels online, she seemed to have picked up a treasure, and even helped her to see what areas needed improvement. The only regret was that she serialized all novels, and so far she has not written any novels. Produce a work that satisfies her.
After the completion of "The Lord's Sun", she continued to serialize online fans, and even won the approval of many netizens. In private, He Ercheng also wrote some short manuscripts, but they were all rejected because they were too immature. Come back, it's not how bad the writing is, but the overall plot, in Hong Meilan's view, it's too naive. Girls like her age write about love and love, but she just writes something without emotion and supernatural. A story or a mystery novel, a story that has nothing to do with one's own field, the plot is generally not smooth, and requires deep thinking.
"Long time no see." For Hong Meilan, it was really a long time no see, but she finally reappeared, and even complained, "Are you so busy, the previous manuscript was sent by courier, you really I'm not afraid of losing it."
"Teacher, my younger brother has just debuted. I have to let him learn to be independent in many things. As for me, I also need to be prepared." He Ercheng felt a little embarrassed instead. He didn't come to greet him for a long time. The gift of self-cultivation is a pile of manuscripts created by myself, and this time it is still thick.
"Sit down." Hong Meilan asked with the thick manuscript in her hand, "Be prepared for the electronic version, it's the first time I see you give me such a thick stack." Look at the title "Love with You" written on it. "Time", she somewhat knew it in her heart.
Closer to home, she is still more concerned about the recent situation: "I heard that you were sick, are you feeling better now? The day before yesterday, I ran into Hormon during the filming, your little brother, I chatted a little, and I was quite worried about you , I see that you have lost a lot of weight today, so it must be very hard, as for your boyfriend... At this time, your boyfriend should take on the responsibility."
"Boyfriend?" He Ercheng waved his hands shyly, "No, no, teacher, I don't have a boyfriend yet."
Hong Meilan looked at the thick stack on the table: "If it wasn't for love, you would still be able to write such a thick book."
"Ah~~" It turned out that the teacher made the judgment based on this, and He Ercheng explained euphemistically, "It's not like this. I have written this for a long time, but I have repeatedly revised it and haven't published it. I want to show it to the teacher. It can be regarded as a refined person, as a confession gift, I hope it will be successful."
"Well, I'm very thoughtful. Let me show you and see which kid has this ability." Hong Meilan has long advised her to write some romance genres that can be published. The amount of reading and attention has reached that level, and the current prospects are still Considerable, depends on what kind of story she can write.
"I've been talking about falling in love for a long time, so I can write anything and have rich emotions. What is that sentence?" Hong Meilan couldn't think of that word for a while.
He Ercheng narrowed his eyes and smiled: "People are refreshed on happy occasions."
"Yes, yes, when you become a real published author, you can transform into a screenwriter like me. I will not be stingy if I can teach you. At that time, your brother is afraid that there will be no scripts to shoot? Let me tell you, write one by one. It's a good thing that the fat and water don't flow into other people's fields. After decades have passed, the Hong sisters are all in the past, and the He sisters and brothers will be ushered in." Hong Meilan said interestingly.
"Where, teacher, you really know how to joke."
Sitting down again, He Ercheng was really shy enough to dig into the cracks in the ground. She even helped her think about things that she had never thought about in the next few decades. This is a task that she will not be able to complete until many years later. Maybe it’s just empty space, what I’m most afraid of is that there is so much hope, so little hope, and finally fails, can’t you find out that the hard work you have done is the real hard work?Or just because of the wrong direction.
However, He Ercheng still believes that there is still some hope and expectation. This is the goal of life. With the support of wonderful dreams, life will not be so monotonous.
The newly written manuscript is temporarily placed with Teacher Hong Meilan. After reading it, the teacher will give an answer. If there are many questions, then her confession will only be left in the old-fashioned way of arranging the restaurant.
Who doesn't want to do something meaningful, at least He Ercheng believes that love should have a beautiful sense of ritual, only when you are touched will you know her heart, and you will know that she is very serious and hardworking all the time like him.
When saying goodbye to the teacher, Quan Zhilong called, and was peeped by the teacher with gossiping eyes: "Pick it up, pick it up..."
She seems to have misunderstood.
He Ercheng answered the phone carefully, and said in a very polite and honorific way: "Hello."
Hong Meilan was still standing at the door.
"You speak so strangely, is it because Amon is by your side, so you..."
"No."
"Well, it's fine if you don't say anything. I may be a little busy next time, so I won't be able to come and see you. You have to remember to eat well." The phone was full of concerned words.
There were only two people alone at the door, and the people around could hear clearly what was said on the phone.
Hong Meilan looked curious, but she heard her voice as if her mother was satisfied with the smile of her daughter finding someone.
"Where are you going?" He Ercheng asked directly in a hurry. If it was before, she wouldn't care at all.
But Hong Meilan's peeping made her lose this level of rationality. She wanted to explain, but she didn't know how to explain while answering the phone. She pressed the answer button as soon as she left the door, and she hadn't politely said anything else to the teacher.