On the plane, Guan Yu looked out the window with a look of obsession.

He never imagined that one day he would be able to fly tens of thousands of feet high in the sky.

Looking at the pitch black outside the window, the second master still retained a trace of doubt deep in his heart.

However, I recalled the moment when the plane just took off, and there was a strange feeling under my butt, and also the change of the scenery outside the window at that time, the wonderful sight of the vehicles on the land getting smaller and smaller.

With these memories in mind, the second master was able to dispel his doubts.

"You seem to like looking at the scenery outside the window." He Feihong, who was sitting not far away, stood up and walked to Guan Yu's side. He followed the second master's gaze and asked with some doubts.

"It's all dark, what's so good about it?" He Feihong said with a look of disgust.

"Really? I find it interesting. At least in my mind, they are not black." Guan Yu softly retorted to He Feihong.

He Feihong rolled his eyes at Guan Yu secretly, then picked up a bottle of red wine from the table and poured himself a full glass.

But after pouring the wine, she thought about it again, and then poured a glass for Guan Yu.

He Feihong handed the wine to Guan Yu and said, "Here, let's have a taste."

"Sorry, I'm at work and can't drink." Guan Yu took the wine glass handed over by He Feihong and put it on the dining table next to him.

"It's been this long, what else are you doing?" Obviously He Feihong didn't like Guan Yu's move.

"I am a bodyguard, so I am protecting you, Mr. He." The second master replied seriously.

He Feihong, who was still angry just now, burst into laughter when he heard these words.

"Well, since you want to protect me, I will drink this glass of wine for you." After saying that, He Feihong stretched his hand to the wine glass in front of Guan Yu.

Unexpectedly, Guan Yu covered the wine glass with his hand and stopped He Feihong from taking away the wine.

"Mr. He, actually... I don't want you to drink too much." The second master turned to look at He Fei and said seriously.

"Why!"

"No reason, maybe I think it's not good for you to drink too much." After the second master finished speaking, he still held the wine glass firmly in his hand, without any intention of giving in.

"You! Okay, then I'll drink from the bottle." He Feihong, who was deflated after eating twice in a row, raised his chin and snorted coldly, then walked back to his seat carrying the bottle.

After the second master saw it, he just sighed slightly and then said nothing.

But the second master's dullness made He Feihong lose interest for some reason, as if she was angry and couldn't let go.

After putting the wine bottle back to its place, He Feihong came to the second master again.

"Are you angry with me?" He Feihong stared at Guan Yu's face, observing the changes in the expression on Guan Erye's face.

"Why am I angry with you? I just feel that I have no right to interfere with your freedom." Erye replied very calmly.

"You...you are just angry. You are blaming me for tricking you into getting on the plane and tricking you into my house, right?" He Feihong was even more dissatisfied with Guan Yu's lukewarm attitude.

"Are you lying to me?" Of course the second master didn't know that it was because of his silent way that angered He Feihong. The other party was just looking for an excuse to vent his anger.

"I...I didn't lie to you!" He Feihong looked at Guan Yu's frown and quickly explained.

"In this case, there is no need for me to be angry. Don't worry, I will definitely do what I promised you. But I hope that after doing this, you will promise me..." The second brother listened.

After He Feihong said that he had not lied to him, he turned his head back to the window.

Hearing Guan Yu's words, He Feihong remembered the second master's request to her.

"I don't understand, why do you want to be a screenwriter? Have you ever been a screenwriter?" He Feihong still thinks the second master's request is ridiculous.

Unexpectedly, Guan Yu, who remained dull, turned around when he heard He Feihong's words.

"I've never done that, but I think that when you make a movie like this that's about history, you have to be responsible..." Er Ye explained in a low voice.

"Responsible? Responsible for what? I didn't ask you to be responsible for the box office, what do you have to be responsible for?" He Feihong didn't understand what the second master meant, and gestured in the air in an exaggerated way.

"Responsible to the audience, responsible to myself, and to me... responsible to historical figures." The second master still looked calm, but just now, there was still a trace of trepidation in his eyes.

There were waves, but this strangeness was fleeting and He Feihong did not notice it.

"Be responsible for the audience? Be responsible for yourself? Then just play him well, shouldn't it? Why bother rewriting the plot?" After He Feihong finished speaking, he picked up the wine glass, took a sip, and continued.

Said: "You know, just because of your request, the entire team stopped what they were doing, the director almost fell out with me, and several actors also had opinions."

"But, haven't you found any mistakes in the script?" The second master had an expression of disbelief on his face.

"Error, what's the error? Are there lines that don't match the era?"

"It's not about the lines. What I want to say is, why do you want to make Liu Bei a sinister villain, but you want to make Cao Cao look like he is destined to die?" When the second master said this, his tone was already obvious.

impulse.

"Isn't Liu Bei a sinister villain?"

"Do you think that a person who can teach his son before he dies, "Don't do good deeds even if they are small, and don't do evil deeds even if they are small" will be a sinister villain? Do you think Zhuge Kongming can be grateful for his kindness?

, Could someone who dedicated himself to death be a sinister villain?" When Guan Yu said these two sentences, his voice actually trembled slightly.

"But... but now the audience likes to watch it. They like to watch this kind of contrast and this kind of conspiracy theory." He Feihong also felt that something was wrong after listening to Guan Yu's words, but he still explained according to his own understanding.

"No, you don't understand the audience. Your so-called conspiracy theories and contrasts are actually because you are unwilling to carve it carefully. In fact, this is the same as cooking. You are unwilling to cook a dish carefully, or you are incapable of doing it.

When cooking a dish, you just find an eye-catching way to make it, and call it a new concept, but in fact this is just fooling people." The second master scoffed at He Feihong's statement and said mercilessly.

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He Feihong was completely stunned. Since she started working in the industry, she has seen countless screenwriters turn from enthusiastic screenwriters at the beginning to stale ones at the end.
Chapter completed!