In the dream, Chu Feng once again entered Yang Xiaomi's office.
Yang Xiaomi looked up at him and said,"You're here. The story you wrote yesterday was very good. Do you want to continue writing today?”
"Yes! The sooner he composed it, the sooner he would start filming.”
Chu Feng nodded and walked over.
Yang Xiaomi stood up and gave up her office chair. When she passed by Chu Feng, a faint fragrance wafted over. He couldn't help but sniff and take a light breath.
Yang Xiaomi felt his movements and glared at him."The fifth month's salary is gone."
The corner of Chu Feng's mouth twitched. This was just a subconscious reaction. How could it be considered teasing?
However, he did not argue. It was just a deduction of his salary. He did not care about that.
He sat down slowly, turned on his computer, and started typing.
He forgot about the time when he started writing.
In this dream, Chu Feng could work 24 hours a day without eating or sleeping.
However, Yang Xiaomi could not. In this dream, all her feelings were real. She would be tired, hungry, sick, and had to eat and sleep.
If she did not wake up, she would never know that she was dreaming.
Lunch and dinner were brought to him by Yang Xiaomi.
At eleven o'clock at night, Yang Xiaomi went back to sleep.
The next morning, Yang Xiaomi came to the office again and found Chu Feng still writing. She couldn't help but ask in surprise,""Chu Feng, you didn't write all night, did you?”
"Yes, I've already written about one-third of it. I'll be done in two days and two nights.”
As Chu Feng spoke, his fingers continued to rapidly type on the keyboard.
"Take a rest. There's no need to rush. We have plenty of time.”Yang Xiaomi advised.
"No need, I'm not tired." Chu Feng shook his head and continued typing on the keyboard.
Seeing how stubborn this guy was, Yang Xiaomi could only shake her head helplessly. She turned around and left the office. Not long after, she came back with a bag of buns.
"Even if you don't rest, you should eat some breakfast.”
Yang Xiaomi said.
"I'm not hungry." Chu Feng said without turning his head.
Yang Xiaomi frowned. She picked up a bun and placed it by Chu Feng's mouth. She said domineeringly,""Open your mouth."
Chu Feng was stunned for a moment and his typing hand paused. He looked up at Yang Xiaomi and obediently took a bite. As he ate and typed, he mumbled,""Sister Mi, if your employees and fans see this, we'll be on the headlines. Wouldn't I be famous?”
"Hurry up and eat your food.”
Yang Xiaomi stuffed half a bun into Chu Feng's mouth and turned around to close the office door.
If this was the real world, she would definitely not have done such a thing. She would have already arranged a workshop for Chu Feng and let him compose there.
However, this was a dream created by Chu Feng and Yang Xiaomi. It was different from reality.
Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, two days had passed.
That night, Yang Xiaomi didn't return home. Chu Feng had already been writing for 65 hours. She was afraid that something would happen to him and advised him to rest, but he wouldn't listen. She could only stay here.
If anything were to happen, it would be the first thing to do.
She sat on the sofa in the office and looked at her phone for a while. Unknowingly, she fell asleep on the sofa.
When Chu Feng finished writing, he looked at the time and saw that it was already seven in the morning.
He turned around and saw Yang Xiaomi sleeping soundly on the sofa. He took off his coat and covered her with it.
Although his movements were gentle enough, it still woke Yang Xiaomi up.
"How long have I been asleep?"
Yang Xiaomi rubbed her forehead and sat on the sofa.
"You slept all night,"
Chu Feng smiled and said," Sister Mi, you're really generous. Aren't you afraid that I'll take advantage of you while you're asleep?”
Yang Xiaomi glanced at him and said lightly,"What else can you do besides taking advantage of me verbally?”
She had basically figured out Chu Feng's character after spending two months together.
Chu Feng rubbed his nose and laughed dryly.
Although he was in a dream, he could do whatever he wanted.
But he didn't want to do that.
To him, the dream was the only place where he could move freely. He did not want to destroy this place beyond recognition.
Yang Xiaomi stood up, handed her coat over, thanked her, and walked to her office chair.
Chu Feng took the jacket. There was still a faint fragrance on it.
"You finished writing everything?"
Yang Xiaomi looked at the computer screen and saw the words " Finale ". She couldn't help but widen her eyes.
Writing a complete script for a TV series in three days was simply unbelievable.
"Yeah,"
Chu Feng put on his coat and nodded." After 71 hours of hard work, I've finished writing the entire script. There are a total of 52 episodes and 1,040,000 words.
Take a look first. If it's possible, you can find an actor to start filming. Hehe, according to our previous agreement, the male lead has to be me.”
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