Chapter 211： Send a good person card at will

It reminded Shen Jingyi to guard against Tanmo.

I just don't know where Tan Mo's hostility towards him came from.

There are not many opportunities for the two to get along.

Shen Jingyi's thoughts turned for a while. Could it be that Professor Tang took Tanmo to the laboratory when she was approaching the end of last semester, and she raised some concerns about Tanmo entering the laboratory.

What she said that time was heard by Tan Mo, so Tan Mo Ji hated her?

That Tanmo was too careful, because a few words would hold him a grudge.

"I don't have any idea of ​​sabotage, you are a screenwriter, what sabotage do I do to you?" Shen Jingyi whispered.

Did Tan Mo guess her intention?

impossible!

How could Tanmo guess it!

She is so stupid!

Tan Mo didn't answer Shen Jingyi's words, and asked with a smile, "What is the senior sister here for?"

"I want to ask you, did you bring your computer?" Shen Jingyi smiled softly and considerately as if nothing unpleasant had happened before, "I heard that you came to play with your elder brother. I thought about coming over. If you play, you probably didn't bring a computer."

"I didn't bring it." Tan Mo nodded.

"This..." Shen Jingyi frowned slightly, "Talking about Mo, you also know how tight the time is now. Director Liu trusted you and gave this task to you. But you didn't bring a computer, can you write it tomorrow? Don't come here. Tomorrow, you suddenly said that you didn't write anything."

"Senior Sister Shen, what are you thinking about?" Tanmo looked at Shen Jingyi like a fool. "Although I didn't bring a computer, I brought a tablet. It can be used as a computer, without any delay in writing."

"Moreover, if I didn't even bring a tablet, my elder brother had brought a computer, and Director Liu must have brought it. My elder brother is now an assistant director, and I still have a little understanding of their daily work. Because I need to save some information. , So I have the habit of bringing a computer with me.” Tanmo said unhurriedly, “Besides, even if Director Liu and my eldest brother didn’t bring it, Yuan screenwriter must have brought it.”

As a screenwriter, how could she not bring it?

"The matter is urgent now. If I speak up, even the meta screenwriter will lend me the computer." As for whether it is voluntary, it doesn't matter.

"So, Senior Sister Shen doesn't have to worry." Tan Mo said with a smile.

Shen Jingyi smiled faintly: "It seems that I have been thinking too much. You are so considerate, but I am nosy."

Talking about Mo tilted her head, Shen Jingyi's tea was in her bones, not the same as Qin Murong.

Qin Murong didn't bother to pretend when no one else was around.

But Shen Jingyi was still full of tea even when there was no one else there, only the two of them.

So far, only Yuan Keqing and Xu Mingjing can match each other.

"No, Senior Sister Shen also specially reminded me of this. Senior Sister Shen is really a good person." Tan Mo handed out a good person card without any money.

Now Shen Jingyi is a little confused about the conversation.

Say that she is hostile to herself, but at this moment she sent her a nice person card without a trace of pretense.

Shen Jingyi thought for a while, then smiled: "Then I won't disturb you, you can write quickly, but you should also take a break."

Tan Mo obediently agreed and watched Shen Jingyi leave. He immediately closed the door and locked it again.

Shen Jingyi stopped not far away, and heard the sound of closing the door and locking the door behind her.

She just thought about it as she walked to the room.

*

When Tan Mo read the original script written by Yuan Qishan in the morning, he probably knew what the script was.

I searched for the format of the script, combined with the TV dramas I watched over the years, and the memories of the previous life that have accumulated thousands of years.

At that time, the master would also give her opera books.

After all, at that time, they had too much time and had to find something to pass the time to do.

Take a look at this, and read that.

Although there are some differences between ancient and modern books, there are also places that can be integrated.

Although she has never written by herself, she has a wealth of theoretical knowledge in her mind, and she has accumulated thousands of cultural treasures.

I'm afraid that the top screenwriters nowadays haven't talked about Mo Duo in any book I have read.

Tan Mo remembered, while writing.

Those histories are recorded in history books, and some are not recorded in history books, but she knows it.

It's even different from what is recorded in history books, but Tan Mo knows that what he knows is true.

Although she can't write these in the first episode, she has decided to write according to what she knows.

Tan Mo wrote an episode all night.

By the time she finished writing, it was almost 4 o'clock in the morning.

It's just because the night is long and the day is short, and there is still no light outside.

Tan Mo yawned, saved the document, and hurried to sleep for a while.

At 7:30 in the morning, Tan Mo was woken up by the alarm set by his mobile phone.

In total, I slept for three and a half hours.

It is estimated that it will only be about an hour or so in total to truly enter the state of deep sleep.

It's like being awakened just after falling asleep.

This is the most uncomfortable state.

Tan Mo's head is dizzy now, as if there is a mass of paste inside.

Shaking his head, the thick paste inside still lingered.

Tan Mo seemed to have returned to the state he had on the day he was drunk, even worse.

The reaction that day was half a beat.

She can take three or four beats slower now.

Can't even think of things.

She sat on the bed, her eyes stunned for a while.

He turned his head and looked out the window.

It's still pitch black.

Tan Mo got out of bed now.

Flicking his slippers, went to the bathroom blankly, washed up again blankly, and took out a small bottle from the wash bag.

Without seeing clearly what was taken out, I opened the lid and glanced briefly, seeing that it was the texture of the cream, so I applied the entire face.

As for the lotion, she can't remember applying it anymore.

Tanmo's current state is that the first thing I picked up, regardless of whether it was water or cream, I applied it directly, and I didn't plan to use anything else.

After finishing the painting, I changed my clothes for going out again.

After such a busy schedule, anyhow I feel a little more sober.

From a slow reaction of three or four beats to a half beat of a slow reaction.

Before going out, Tan Mo habitually went to the bathroom to wash his hands.

This is her habit every time before going out.

When I wiped my hands, I saw that the small bottle she had taken out to paint her face hadn't been put back, so she picked it up and put it back in the washing bag.

When I picked it up, I realized that what she had just taken out was a bottle of eye cream.

Tan Mo: "..."

Did she just apply eye cream all over her face?

What a luxury.

But forget it, don't care about these details.

Tan Mo put the small bottle of eye cream back into the wash bag and went out with the bag on his back.

While waiting for the elevator, Tan Mo received a call to talk about chess.

"Mo Mo, are you up?" Tan Quanqi asked.

"I'm up, now I'm going to the restaurant for breakfast." Tan Mo said, covering his mouth and yawning a little.