Zhou Yao calmed down and held his head in his hands and thought for a while, then slowly started writing:

An afternoon on a normal working day.

The young screenwriter is having a meal with two older women in a restaurant next to the M station company.

One of the two women was full of spring, but the other was full of worries.

The three of them did not mention any unpleasant things, but simply talked about some trivial matters in life.

At this moment, a waitress carried a teapot and came over to pour tea for several guests on the table.

However, while pouring tea, the waitress's hand was burned by the teapot and shook it, and the tea instantly shook out and spilled on the woman who was already unhappy.

The woman yelled loudly while wiping her clothes with paper.

"Oh, I'm burning to death! Why are you so careless, a little girl?"

While lowering his head to apologize, the little girl took out the paper to help wipe it.

At this moment, the restaurant manager hurried over when he heard the sound. Seeing the situation in front of him, he quickly asked someone to help clean the desktop.

During this period, the unhappy woman kept complaining about all this.

After sorting out the desktop, the manager apologized again and scolded the careless waiter in front of everyone:

"Let you pour tea, see what you have done?"

"The training I did in the restaurant before was useless? Even a tea is not good. I think you don't want to do it anymore! Why don't you apologize to the guests quickly!?"

Just as the woman raised her head and was about to spread all her anger to the girl, she suddenly realized that the girl in front of her looked a little familiar. She actually looked very similar to her daughter.

For a moment, the woman's eyes became wet, and some unbearable past events suddenly surged in her mind.

Seeing the little girl bowing her head to apologize, the angry woman suddenly felt pity and realized that she was wrong.

She picked up a tissue and helped the girl wipe the tears on her face: "I'm sorry, little girl, it's me wrong. A little thing scares you like this... It's okay, okay? Stop crying..."

However, the manager who was unaware of it was still yelling at the side about the girl's all kinds of problems.

Seeing the poor girl so ashamed that she couldn't even lift her head, the woman was furious and knocked away the swearing manager.

Seeing this woman's huge contrast, the other two people at the same table seemed a little surprised.

After the two of them repeatedly asked, the woman remembered her daughter, cried on the spot and told the story about her daughter that no one knew.

over.

Zhou Yao put down his pen and thought that he could only write like this...

"Only in this way can Zhang Dapeng's wife be stimulated, and then the matter about Zhang Dapeng and her daughter is drawn out from her mouth..."

"After all... all I want is the truth about Zhang Dapeng's daughter. This kind of thing can't be written randomly... What if her daughter is really not dead..."

Zhou Yao lay back on the bed and remembered Zhang Xiaoqing's crying again. He stared at the ceiling angrily, looking forward to tomorrow's arrival...

The next morning, in order to prevent emergencies, Zhou Yao chose to bring the notebook to the company, and then he devoted himself to the shooting of the outdoor scene.

As noon approached, Liu Jie's call came indeed, and she had already answered Zhang Dapeng's wife.

The two agreed on the location. As soon as they got off work, Zhou Yao bought some small gifts and went there.

It's still the old place yesterday, that crappy high-end Chinese restaurant.

As soon as Zhou Yao entered the door, he saw Liu Jie sitting not far away with an old-fashioned woman.

"The script works!"

"That person is Zhang Dapeng's wife, right?"

Zhou Yao walked towards them while thinking.

I originally thought the plot would be smooth, but when Zhou Yao's butt just touched the seat, he immediately noticed something was wrong...

At this time, Liu Jie was holding a lit cigarette in her hand, sitting in a daze in a state of depression. There was something wrong with her face, as if she had only put on makeup after crying...

On the other hand, Zhang Dapeng's wife smiled and stretched out her hand to show her friendship.

"It's strange? I remember... the unhappy woman should be Zhang Dapeng's wife!?"

"Why does she look very happy?"

"It's not that something went wrong with the small notebook..."

Thinking of Zhou Yao, he suddenly became nervous and secretly glanced at Liu Jie.

Liu Jie held a cigarette in her mouth and looked out the window with her eyes blank. When she saw Zhou Yao staring at her, she did not show the excitement she used to be. Instead, she glanced at herself coldly and said casually:

"Xiao Zhou, order what you want to eat yourself, I'll treat you..."

At this time, Zhang Dapeng's wife spoke:

"Oh, I finally saw the real person!! You guy, are you the live broadcast screenwriter Zhou?"

Zhou Yao saw her smiling face and nodded blankly.

"Hello, hello, my name is Zheng Rui, I am Zhang Dapeng's wife. Liu Jie said... Are you looking for me for something?"

Zhou Yao opened his mouth and nodded, took out the gifts he had prepared before, and said softly: "I'm really sorry for Uncle Zhang's incident before... I was helpless at that time... I hope you and your daughter don't blame me..."

When talking about the word "daughter", Zhou Yao deliberately increased the tone, and he wanted to see how Zheng Rui's face would react.

To Zhou Yao's surprise, Zheng Rui's face did not show any sadness, but instead replied politely: "It's okay, I apologize as well! My old Zhang is thanks to you. It was so dangerous at that time. If you didn't take action in time, it would be really over if you really killed someone!"

Zhou Yao frowned and thought to himself:

"This... I feel that the plot is completely wrong..."

"When something happened to his husband, she was so polite to me? She looked like she didn't care at all?"

Zhou Yao's eyes turned and continued to pretend to be sad and said, "Hey, what a pity, Uncle Zhang's crime of illegally possessing a gun must have not escaped. I don't know how many years will be sentenced to..."

At this time, Liu Jie, who was standing beside him, interrupted hard and said, "He deserves it! Who told him to mess around with a group of scumbags all day long? It's embarrassing to drink so much wine!"

Zheng Rui glanced at Liu Jie and immediately continued to say, "Ah... That's right, my old Zhang is just that bad temper! Drinking alcohol will make things happen!"

Seeing that the old woman could not ask anything, Zhou Yao was a little anxious. He thought for a few seconds and asked Zheng Rui again: "Auntie, can you please call your daughter? I want to apologize to her personally, otherwise... I feel really uneasy... Because of Uncle Zhang, I haven't closed my eyes for several nights..."

"Ah...my daughter?"

Zheng Rui's expression changed at this time and her smile began to stiffen.

"Xiao Zhou, forget it. She is in another place and is busy with work. Now she is not allowed to take a nap, so don't bother her..."

"... Besides... she called me last time and told me on the phone that she would definitely not blame you, but on the contrary, thank you!"

Zhou Yao listened carefully to these excuses he had expected long ago and kept paying attention to the changes on Zheng Rui's face.
Chapter completed!