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The Xianxia drama that Xu Mingrui wanted to film was called “The Immortal Demon”.

The name looked very grand, like an orthodox cultivation drama.

However, this was a romance drama from the female protagonist’s perspective. The story was probably: In order to keep the female subordinate with whom he had an ambiguous relationship alive, the male protagonist wanted the female protagonist’s heart and soul, but the female protagonist was unwilling. After painstaking efforts and a lifetime of cultivation, he uses an artifact to be reborn and go back to the past. In the end, he did not hesitate to become a demon. The male protagonist chased his wife to the end of the world.

The plot wasn’t very novel.

Xu Mingrui’s writing skills were also worrying.

Moreover, the ending he gave was a happy one.

It was somewhat inconsistent with Song Qingyou’s expectations.

In order to get the new drama to start shooting as soon as possible, Song Qingyou didn’t even go to the acting training class. She studied the script at home for most of the day, and the more she read, the more speechless she became.

She had no choice but to revise the script from beginning to end.

Song Qingyou had also been a screenwriter in another world. The entertainment industry in that world was particularly developed. Whether it was actors, singers, or screenwriters, the requirements were very high.

In order to complete the mission, she had gone through hellish training.

Therefore, there was no reason why she couldn’t even handle a Xianxia romance drama.

Jiang Zhihan listened to the sound of typing in the room and was curious about what Song Qingyou was doing.

He jumped onto the computer desk and tried to see what was on the screen.

But just as the cat stretched its head over, Song Qingyou pushed it away.

“Zhizhi, are you hungry?”

Song Qingyou carried him away.

“The cat food I bought yesterday just happened to arrive. I’ll pour you some.”

Jiang Zhihan was placed in front of a bowl of cat food with water beside it.

He looked at the granules in the bowl and felt disgusted.

He wasn’t a real cat, so he definitely wouldn’t eat this!

Jiang Zhihan raised his head, wanting Song Qingyou to take back the cat food.

Who knew that in the blink of an eye, the other party would return to the computer.

Jiang Zhihan was speechless.

He thought for a moment, then lay back on the sofa.

For the first two hours, Jiang Zhihan didn’t think much of it. He even took a nap.

Two hours later, Song Qingyou was still typing away in front of her computer.

Two hours later, Song Qingyou’s movements hadn’t changed!

After midnight, Jiang Zhihan yawned. He couldn’t take it anymore.

He jumped up from under the computer desk and stood in front of Song Qingyou, his paws slapping the keyboard.

“Meow-”

‘Stop typing!¹

Song Qingyou wanted to push her cat away.

Who knew that the cat would not let go of the keyboard.

“Zhizhi, be good. I’ll play with you tomorrow.”

“Meow ~”

‘Wfto asked you to play with me?

‘Don’t you know that work requires a balance between work and rest?

Song Qingyou thought he was hungry again and turned to look at the cat bowl.

“Zhizhi? Why didn’t you eat your food? Aren’t you hungry?”

Jiang Zhihan turned his head to reject her.

“You don’t like cat food?” Song Qingyou nodded. “Then I’ll make you some cat food first.”

When she came back earlier, she specially went to buy chicken breast.

Cat rice was simple to make and did not take too much time.

Seeing that Song Qingyou was about to go to the kitchen, Jiang Zhihan grabbed her sleeve with his nails and pulled her towards the bedroom.

Song Qingyou suddenly realized. “So you want me to go to sleep?”

Of course, Jiang Zhihan didn’t nod in response.

Song Qingyou looked at the computer. “There’s only the last part left, so we’ll finish it tomorrow.”

As she spoke, she picked up the cat. “The cat bed hasn’t been delivered yet. Zhizhi is going to sleep with me again tonight!”

Jiang Zhihan was stunned for a moment before he started struggling again.

Song Qingyou had no choice but to put a pillow on the bedside table like last night and let her cat sleep on it.

Song Qingyou lay down and pretended to sigh. “You’re not even willing to sleep with me. Does Zhizhi despise me?”

Before she even finished speaking…

Click!

Jiang Zhihan mercilessly turned off the lights.

In the darkness, Song Qingyou’s laughter was particularly clear.

“Zhizhi is so smart. He even knows how to turn off the lights.”

The cat she raised was indeed good in every way!

Jiang Zhihan was speechless.

He closed his eyes and pretended not to hear her.

At night, the girl and the cat slept soundly.

Chen Lan, who was bombarded by all kinds of calls and messages, was not so comfortable.

It was said that fame brought trouble. Man vs. Wild 3’s edited version had already been released on all major platforms. As the most popular contestant of them all, Song Qingyou was still very popular, so her every move was particularly eye-catching.

While Song Qingyou was frantically editing the script, the paparazzi sent out several photos, including: Xu Mingrui getting out of her car, the two sitting in a coffee shop together, and the two shaking hands.

Not long after, the topic #Song Qingyou’s relationship# appeared on the trending searches.

Following that, there were also entertainment news like #Song Qingyou kept a male student# and #Song Qingyou secretly met a young boy#.

It was fine if their relationship was exposed. At most, they would lose fans.

However, if she was really keeping a little boy as a toy, that would be a big problem.

The reporters heard the news and couldn’t contact Song Qingyou, so they frantically contacted Chen Lan.

Chen Lan was woken up in the middle of the night. She called Song Qingyou, but no one picked up. She was in a terrible mood.

“So, this is the reason why Sister Lan is sitting at my door so early in the morning?”

Song Qingyou was about to go out for a morning run when she suddenly saw a person at the door and almost had a stress reaction.

Chen Lan’s face was paralyzed. “This is a serious matter, okay? Do you know what people are saying about you now? They said that you’re keeping a little boy.”

“I wish I had the money to.”

“Come on!” Chen Lan rolled her eyes and walked into the room. “These paparazzi are really amazing. Why didn’t I notice that you were photographed yesterday?”

Song Qingyou poured her a glass of water. “Well, there were two of them. One pretended to be a passerby, and the other was sitting in the cafe.”

Didn’t this mean that Song Qingyou had already discovered the paparazzi?

Jiang Zhihan looked up in surprise. He had been paying attention to his surroundings yesterday, but he didn’t notice anything.

So Song Qingyou had anti-detection skills?

Chen Lan almost smashed the cup in her hand. “Why didn’t you say so earlier? If I had known that you knew everything, 1 wouldn’t have worried. Also, why did you let them film when you knew?”

“Free marketing.” Song Qingyou raised an eyebrow.

Chen Lan understood immediately and said helplessly, “You should at least discuss it with me… However, this kind of rumor can’t keep spreading. Hurry up and get Xu Mingrui to make a statement with you.”

Song Qingyou had the same intention.

The revised script was also sent to Xu Mingrui.

Xu Mingrui: [Script received! I’ll use the newly registered official account of the production team to make a statement.]

Xu Mingrui: [Right, who changed the script? If the changes are significant, the screenwriter role can be credited to only him. ]

Song Qingyou looked at the message and wanted to reply that she had changed the script herself.

However, after thinking about it carefully, she had no intention of re-employing herself as a screenwriter.

If the screenwriter role had her name, there might be all kinds of trouble.

It would be better to use a pen name.

Song Qingyou looked down and met her cat’s gaze.

The cat’s eyes seemed to glow under the morning sun, like a river of stars.

“The boat is full of clear dreams and the stars are shining”.

Song Qingyou had a flash of inspiration and replied:

[ The screenwriter’s name is Qing Meng.]

[ It’s up to you to sign your name..]