Reborn, my online friend is the real me.

June 22nd, in the school's small conference room.

Su Yu arrived half an hour early. The meeting room was on the first floor of the No. 3 teaching building, with windows facing north, so the lighting wasn't very good.

He arranged the scripts according to the roles and placed them in stacks on the table.

The female lead's script was placed on the far left, with "Liu Yifei" written on it on a sticky note. The male lead's script was placed next to it, with "Luo Jing" written on it.

The second female lead, the second male lead, and the supporting characters were lined up in order. After arranging them, he took two steps back, tilted his head, and looked at them, thinking it looked like a street stall.

The meeting room was small, with a long table that could seat about ten people, covered with a dark blue tablecloth.

He walked to the window, opened it a crack, and the June breeze blew in, carrying the sweet scent of locust blossoms and the sounds of noise from the distant playground.

He leaned against the windowsill, took out his phone and glanced at the time; there were still twenty minutes left.

When Luo Jing pushed open the door, he was holding a cup of soy milk and chewing on a steamed bun. His cheeks were bulging, like a hamster.

He saw Su Yu and mumbled, "Good morning, Director Su."

Su Yu glanced at his watch, then at him: "Twenty-five minutes left, and you call that early?"

Luo Jing swallowed the bun in his mouth, took a deep breath, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down, and a smug smile appeared on his lips: "Director Su, I'm just being professional by arriving early."

Su Yu smiled and pushed a script off the table. The script slid a short distance on the tablecloth and stopped right in front of Luo Jing.

......

Liu Yifei walked in, wearing a white T-shirt, black wide-leg pants, and canvas shoes. Her hair was tied in a low ponytail, and she wasn't wearing any makeup. Her skin was incredibly good, as if she had a built-in soft-focus filter.

A young woman with a ponytail, carrying a backpack, and dressed simply followed behind her; she looked like an assistant.

As soon as Luo Jing saw Liu Yifei, he jumped up from his chair. "Qianqian! You're finally here! Su Yu just said the male lead was based on his own writing. Don't you think he's shameless?"

Liu Yifei glanced at Luo Jing, her lips twitched slightly, but she quickly regained her composure.

Her tone was indifferent, devoid of emotion: "I won't interfere in your affairs."

But her inner monologue was a completely different story. (Luo Jing, you're so quick to expose me. But Su Yu's "writing based on his own image" was hilarious; he's not that handsome! No, no, I have to hold back, I can't laugh. I'm Liu Yifei, the aloof senior sister, I can't join Luo Jing in this.)

Liu Yifei glanced around and chose a seat by the window. Her assistant sat next to her, took out a thermos, script, and pen from her bag, and neatly arranged them on the table, each item in its designated place.

Su Yu noticed that Liu Yifei had a round-faced Berlin bear hanging on her canvas bag.

The red scarf, the round face—it was exactly the same as the one he'd bought in Berlin. He looked at it a few more times, his suspicions growing stronger; too many things were too coincidental.

"Senior sister, where did you buy this bear?"

Liu Yifei was in turmoil after hearing this, but she told herself to stay calm.

She looked up at Su Yu, her gaze calm, her tone indifferent: "Well, how was your trip to France?"

"Oh, it's nothing, it's just that it looks really good. Let me ask about it."

Liu Yifei nodded without saying anything more. She opened the script and began reading the first page.

The reading session lasted for three hours.

After the reading session ended, Su Yu kept Liu Yifei behind.

As Luo Jing left, he patted Su Yu on the shoulder and whispered, "Make the most of it."

Su Yu glared at him, and Luo Jing walked away with a smile. As Wang Boxue left, he winked at Su Yu, but Su Yu pretended not to see it.

.......

Only Su Yu, Liu Yifei, and Liu Yifei's assistant remained in the conference room. The assistant sat in the corner, head down, playing with her Little Tyrant game console, like a silent statue.

"Senior sister, I've finished writing a few songs, let me show them to you."

Su Yu took out a few sheets of A4 paper from his bag, placed them on the table, and gently pushed them towards Liu Yifei with his finger.

Liu Yifei took it and looked at it from top to bottom.

(He really wrote it? So quickly? He didn't mention a single word about Anxi. This guy's been keeping it a secret for a while. I want to see how well it's written.)

The first song is "A Little Happiness".

When she saw the first line of the lyrics, "I hear raindrops falling on the green grass," her finger paused slightly on the edge of the paper.

As you look down, when you see the chorus, her lips move slightly, as if she's singing silently.

(How did he come up with the phrase "It turns out you are the luck I most want to hold onto"? Was it just something he made up? Can you come up with such a sentence out of thin air?)

The second song is titled "Waste".

"It's okay, you don't need to feel ashamed towards me. Anyway, I just enjoy being wasted by you." Liu Yifei recited this lyric very softly.

(The melody of this song is a bit melancholic, quite different from his usual style. Did he have some kind of experience? No, he said his first love was a crush that didn't work out, so the line "my feelings were wasted on you" does fit. A crush, after all, is indeed a waste.)

The third song is "Slowly Falling in Love with You".

"Slowly I like you, slowly we become closer, slowly we talk about ourselves, slowly we walk together." Liu Yifei looked at the lyrics, and the corners of her mouth slowly turned up. The curve was small, but it was very real.

(This song is so sweet, did he think of Anxi when he wrote it?)

The fourth song is titled "Little Dimples".

"Your dimples and long eyelashes are your most beautiful features." Liu Yifei looked up at Su Yu, a hint of amusement in her eyes.

She tilted her head, her ponytail swaying slightly. "Why does this song feel a little different?"

Su Yu scratched his head and then put it down.

He cleared his throat, his voice a little lower than usual: "Senior sister, this song is a duet."

Liu Yifei raised her eyebrows slightly.

(It really was a duet. He's got some nerve; he wants to sing a duet with me?)

She smiled, revealing her gums as if she couldn't help it. She covered her mouth with her hand, the smile escaping from her eyes.

"A duet?" Her tone carried a hint of surprise.

Su Yu nodded, trying to appear nonchalant, though the tips of his ears turned slightly red: "Hmm. These are all background music and theme songs. Let's sing 'Little Dimples' as a duet, what do you think?"

(No, I can't look too surprised. I'm Liu Yifei, I've seen it all.)

Liu Yifei lowered her head and flipped through those pages again. She stopped when she got to "A Little Happiness" and looked at it for a long time.

She looked up, her gaze landing on Su Yu's face, her tone remaining as calm as possible: "Your songwriting speed... is too fast. Only a few days? Four songs?"

Su Yu smiled, leaned back in his chair with a smug look, and the wooden chair creaked slightly.

"Inspiration comes and you can't stop it. Maybe it's because I've written so many screenplays that writing lyrics is easy for me. Anyway, if I have a melody in my head, I write it down and then add lyrics."

Liu Yifei neatly folded the few pages of paper and put them into her bag, patted the bag, and then stood up.

She slung her bag over her shoulder and smiled as she reached out her hand to Su Yu.

Su Yu was stunned for a moment, then quickly stood up and took her hand. Her hand was very soft, with slender fingers; holding it felt like holding a warm ball of cotton.

"Su Yu, it's a pleasure doing business with you."

"It's a pleasure working with you, senior sister."

Liu Yifei smiled, released her hand, turned, and left. Her assistant followed behind, glancing back at Su Yu as they reached the door before closing it.

As Liu Yifei walked out of the meeting room and down the corridor, her steps were lighter than usual.

The assistant followed behind and whispered, "Sissi, you laughed several times just now."

Liu Yifei immediately stopped smiling and put on a stern face: "Really? You must have misread it."

The assistant didn't say anything more, but his lips were pursed, clearly indicating that he was secretly smiling.

Liu Yifei walked straight ahead without looking to the side, but her mind was in turmoil. Su Yu began to have doubts.

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