What can change in a month
It was enough for the crew to read through the script.
It is enough to recite "Eight hundred standard-bearers rushed to the north slope" and "Four is forty is ten".
Under Yuzhou's leadership, Xiang Wan became friends with the elderly in the community and became a legend in the community's chess and Go circles.
It was also enough for Yu Zhou to start asking her to Wan Wan.
But a month is too short, so short that there is no thunderstorm in the weather forecast.
Yu Zhou opened the door holding a watermelon. The heat was about to make her stink, but Xiang Wan, who was well-dressed and well-fed, did not despise her. She took the watermelon without changing her expression. Her shoulders sank with the weight of the watermelon, but she held it without changing her expression and walked towards the kitchen.
"But should we put it in the refrigerator? You once said that if the watermelon is not cold, it is dead." Xiang Wan said softly, opening the refrigerator door with ease.
Very conscious, Yu Zhou was very satisfied.
“I have good news,” she said as she took off her shoes.
"Speaking."
"When I came back today, the testing station at the east gate had been removed. I asked the aunt in the community and she said that except for the west gate, all others had been removed. Now the epidemic is stable and there is no need to scan the code. The station at the west gate will be kept to prevent the recurrence of the epidemic."
"Wow." Xiang Wan closed the refrigerator door. She learned this reaction from Xiang Yuzhou and she was not very skilled in it.
"How careless." Yu Zhou curled his lips.
"You should say - I can go out now!" She smiled and went to the bedroom to get her clothes and prepare to take a shower.
Slippers clattered back and forth, from far to near, and Yu Zhou added: "I consulted a lawyer this month and asked someone to inquire, and they all said there is no other legal way to register your household registration. I think, when I can go out, I will take you to the police station to ask about the situation."
"Okay." Xiang Wan said loudly.
The sound of dripping water came through the wooden door. Xiang Wan closed the kitchen door and lay on the balcony to look at the sky.
She is about to go out, and she wonders what the world outside is like.
After being in a daze for a while, she saw that Yu Zhou's phone on the sofa was still vibrating. She already had a basic understanding of this object, so when Yu Zhou came out, drying his hair, she reminded her, "Someone is looking for you."
Yu Zhou bent down to pick up his phone and opened it. It was a message from Peng Qianzhi in the WeChat group chat of the "Shrine Crew": "The studio will open tomorrow at 12 o'clock. The author please come over."
Below is a shared address.
"Building A, 15th floor, Morning Light Recording Studio."
Yu Zhou thought for a moment and replied, "Should I go? Alone?"
Where are the post-production teachers and screenwriting teachers
A voice message: "We are busy with post-production and the screenwriter is on a business trip, so you can come. Tomorrow is the preview, and the audience's first impression of the voice is very important, so you can check it. After all, the author is more familiar with the original characters and the expectations of the fans."
Yu Zhou was a little embarrassed: "I don't have many fans of books."
“… Then we should also respect the original work.”
It can be seen that Peng Qianzhi has rarely directed IP-adapted radio dramas that have no book fans.
Yu Zhou sighed and typed: "Okay, see you tomorrow."
"See you tomorrow."
Nervous and a little bit excited.
Yu Zhou glanced at Xiang Wan who was watching TV, and touched his face. He should have taken an umbrella with him when he went out today. When he looked in the mirror, he seemed to have become a shade darker.