Chapter 1038

Alan first sent AnaI back to his home, and then he went home.

On the way home, he was very happy.

He seldom looks happy or angry, but when driving this time, he can't hide his smile.

When he got home, he wanted to see the script, but he couldn't see it. In the past, it was someone else who sent the script, and he could finish it soon. But today, he didn't know what happened.

Every week, the film company will send him a lot of scripts. He has to choose. It's a long time since Shen Yuan and AnaI's last movie, and he hasn't picked a suitable one.

But this time, after wandering for a long time, he finally saw a more suitable theme, which is the story of African refugees, and the chief of Africa, which is about Africa's original families.

He thought it was quite interesting and looked at it carefully.

This week, he called the writer again to discuss the plot with him.

"Have you ever lived in Africa?" He asked the writer.

"Yes. It is because of living there that we have so many life experiences. I'm very impressed with Africa. " This screenwriter is French, he has traveled to Africa, he is not bad for money.

This screenwriter is called David. He is absolutely rich. There are several castles alone.

Two people met in a high-end club, black tea that Alan liked to drink, listening to what David told him about Africa.

"Sure enough, a good screenwriter can write a good script, and my last screenwriter didn't need money either." Alan sat in his chair and said.

David said with a smile, "I came to Africa to travel. When I saw it, I felt it and wrote it down."

"It's a very moving play, at least to me."

"If you are free, let's go to Africa some other day?" David said, "Wow, Africa, watching the animal migration on the Masai Mara in Kenya, tens of thousands of wildebeests crossing the river, natural selection, survival of the fittest, going to Venezuela to see the waterfall, and to see the chiefs of primitive tribes. Wow, this is life."

During the whole process, David didn't sell his script to Alan. He didn't feel like he wanted to earn both fame and fortune. On the contrary, he felt like he was discussing the beautiful scenery with a friend. Alan's feeling was just wonderful.

That's what a friend should be like.

David is in his thirties. He is also very handsome and looks clean.

In some ways, it's like Alan.

"Another day? What day? " Alan asked. He hasn't traveled for a long time.

When I used to travel, I was alone, so I was lonely.

"I have money and time, anytime."

"Tomorrow, then." Alan said.

When the other party claps the table, "deal."

In recent years, Alan has rarely met such intimate friends. He has hardly made any good friends. Maybe it is true that making friends depends on fate. It was his fate before.

When Alan went back to pack up, he paused, hoping that the child would not mind. He wanted to go out.

As soon as he was about to send her a message, AnaI came to his house.

Alan put away his cell phone and wanted to have a good talk with AnaI.

"Coming? Sit down? " He said to arnay.

This time, Alan is a little too enthusiastic. Arnay doesn't know how he suddenly became so good.

She stared at Alan with big eyes. "Brother Alan, what's the matter?"

Alan's hand touched AnaI's back. "I'm going out to Africa. You stay at home, will you? "

AnaI's eyes widened. "Why don't you go to Africa early, when you have to establish a relationship?"

"The writer didn't come to me earlier."

"Are you still going with others? With whom? " Anet asked unconvinced.

"Playwright, man, don't worry."

Ah Nai's lips have a casual smile floating up, ah LAN takes the initiative to explain "man", which means that he really takes her in mind, otherwise he won't take the initiative to explain to her, and he also regards her as his girlfriend in his heart.

"But when you're gone, I'll miss you very much." AnaI felt a little crying.

Alan's hand stroked her head, very gently, very dotingly stroked, "AnaI is obedient, I can go for a month at most, and I'll be back for a lifetime."

When she heard that she had spent all her life, a-nai couldn't help but feel a ripple in her heart. But he said that she had to go for a month. She couldn't help but say, "a month is too long!"

"Most." He added, "this time I received a script. I want to go to Europe to investigate the situation there. I have something to do, and I'm not going to travel."

"If this play starts shooting in the future, shall I do it?" Anet asked again.

Alan suddenly felt very funny, "are you going to play the chief's wife or the chief's maid? The play is original. There are no yellow or white characters in it

Alan took a close look at the appearance of AnaI, said that AnaI is also a mixed race of several countries, but she looks exquisite, very beautiful, is a very beautiful little person, especially lovely, especially now, she puffed her cheeks, and particularly aggrieved look, it seems, it is infinitely attractive.

Alan couldn't help laughing and pinched her cheek, "what's your major?"

AnaI widened his eyes even more, "don't you know what major I study?"

"I study visual art. If you don't know me, I'll punish you." AnaI said.

"I didn't understand before, but I'm understanding now? I see. AnaI studies visual art. " Alan patted anet on the head again.

AnaI still feels very aggrieved today.

She didn't know why Alan had to go now, although Alan had explained it because she had just met the screenwriter.

But what AnaI means is that when he meets a screenwriter, he doesn't have to make a film. When he makes a film about Xiangxiang, doesn't he have no actual investigation?

What Alan wanted to do was: go out and come back when his feelings are not so deep, so that he won't be able to leave even if he wants to. He knows the pain of lingering Acacia and what the person who is bound by emotion is like. He knows that he must be a person who is bound by emotion in the future, so now, before this moment, Let's go out on his own.

AnaI and Alan are packing up their clothes, and his clothes are neatly put into the box.

AnaI rushed into Alan's arms and said, "brother Alan, I can't bear you."

Then he began to sob.

Alan stroked AnaI's head, "AnaI, don't cry. If you don't go to school, you will follow. Don't you still have to go to school? "

AnaI was in Alan's arms, weeping and weeping, especially wronged.