"You wrote the play?" Sun Zhihao looked at Xiao Yao in surprise and said, "I know it''s changed according to the plot of your MV, but I didn''t expect it was written by you. Your writing skills are so good? "


    "No, I just have some ideas. It''s like designing some small paragraphs in the plot and some funny things. The writer is Feng Jingfeng. " Xiao Yao waved his hand.


    "As the main frame, you made up the story of that MV by yourself." Ye Jiaying interrupted.


    "No, I''ve been a screenwriter, too. In fact, as long as you have a certain level of writing skills, the script has a format. Anyway, it''s just such a way of writing. Creativity, plot design and burden are rare. " Sun Zhihao said with a smile, "the main framework is yours, so this script is basically yours. Jiaying is just looking for a ghostwriter for you. "


    "I knew that brother Bayi was also very good at literature." Sun Tingting took out the rice paper Xiao Yao wrote in small regular script "birds and fish" from her pocket, handed it to sun Zhihao and said, "Dad, this is a poem that brother Bayi just read to me. He just used this to persuade me to go to America. He said the poem was written by Tagore, but it is not in the published works. You read a lot of books. Look, is this Tagore''s poem? "


    "Oh? Let me see. " Sun Zhihao took the rice paper and opened it with great interest. One side of Hu xuena is also curious to get up to his shoulder to see together.


    "Oh, that''s a good word!" Sun Zhihao first praised Xiao Yao''s beautiful script. When Xiao Siqi and Ye Jiaying looked at the paper in their hands curiously, sun Zhihao read it directly: "birds and fish, the furthest distance in the world, is not far from each other..."


    After Sun Zhihao finished reading, all the four elders present were shocked. Even Xiao Siqi, who has the lowest interest in literature, was shocked by the poem . For a moment, there was a strange silence in Xiao''s living room.


    "Dad Finally, sun Tingting broke the silence. After all, she had heard Xiao Yao read it once and recited it several times in her heart when Xiao Yao wrote. She could recite it. "Is this Tagore''s poem?"


    "Tagore? Is this Tagore''s poem? " Sun Zhihao was stunned.


    "Dad, I''m asking you. Why are you asking me again?" Sun Tingting cried helplessly.


    "I have read all Tagore''s poems. I don''t have this one, or even one similar to this one. I can''t see that this poem has anything to do with Tagore." Sun Zhihao finally responded, looked at Xiao Yao and said, "you said this poem was written by Tagore. Where did you know that?"


    "I also forgot," Xiao Yao said helplessly. "I remember Tagore''s poetry collection, isn''t it called" birds collection "


    "Birds? What year did it come out? I don''t know. I have read all of his poetry collections from his first collection of stories in 1900 to his last collection of birthdays in the year of his death. It is clear that none of his poetry collections is called the collection of birds. " Sun Zhihao''s strange way.


    "No? It can''t be true? "A collection of birds" is the most famous one of Tagore''s previous lives Xiao Yao was also shocked. "Wait, 1900 to 1941. Damn it, isn''t it? The difference between the two worlds makes no difference to Tagore''s most famous poetry collection? " Xiao Yao suddenly thought that although Tagore was born in the 19th century, all his works were published in the 20th century, that is, when the two worlds began to appear at different times. If you remember correctly, Tagore''s "birds" was published in 1916.


    "Have you ever heard the story of birds and fish?" Xiao Yao is still determined.


    "Tell me." Sun Zhihao looks at Xiao Yaodao.


    Xiao Yao tells the story of "birds and fish" which is related to this poem.


    "Maybe I''m ignorant. It''s the first time I''ve heard this story, and that''s where your poem comes from." Sun Zhihao shook his head and said, "but I''m sure that there is no such poem in Tagore''s poems, at least in those published poems. I''m curious where you know this poem from."


    "My father is such a profound person who doesn''t know that there must be no such poem or story in the world." Sun Tingting interrupted.


    "Did I hear that in my dream?" Xiao Yao can only whisper to himself. You can''t say it''s from a previous life, can you?


    "Ha, I heard it in my dream. That''s yours, too. I said that you wrote this poem, and you don''t admit it. " Sun Tingting said excitedly.


    "Bayi, you are really demon. You can dream such a poem and such a story in a dream." Sun Zhihao shook his head and sighed. Even if it is really a dream, then this poem is Xiao Yao''s.


    "I didn''t want to take Tagore''s works as my own. Have I been plagiarized from my predecessors?" Xiao Yao thought silently in his heart.


    "When is the script written by Bayi going to be made? I''m very interested. " Sun Zhihao handed back the rice paper with "birds and fish" in his hand to sun Tingting, who had been staring at her all the time. Suddenly, he changed the topic and told Ye Jiaying."Ah? Our initial plan is that this summer, we and "winter sunshine" plan to let Bayi play Feng Feng in it, that is, the basketball player among the three male protagonists, and want to make do with the time of Bayi summer vacation. But we haven''t had time to talk to Bayi. " Ye Jiaying answered sun Zhihao, then looked at Xiao Yao and said, "it''s just that you are here on August 1, so I''ll tell you now that you are still the role in the MV, and uncle sun is willing to be the director. What about? Are you interested in acting? As long as you are willing, we try our best to schedule the startup time after your college entrance examination. Anyway, you write the script. You don''t need to spend too much time and energy to prepare the role and write the character biography. "


    "Mom, and uncle sun, I''m sorry, I don''t plan to make TV series this summer vacation. I have other plans." Xiao Yao shook his head and refused.


    "Other plans? What''s the plan? Is it settled now? Can you tell me about it Ye Jiaying looks at Xiao Yaodao in surprise. Xiao Yaoke never mentioned that he had plans during the summer vacation.


    "It''s not a specific plan, it''s mainly an idea." Xiao Yao said, "I learned a lot from several directors when shooting MV some time ago, and also participated in post production, so I''m going to try to be a director in summer vacation and shoot something myself."


    "To be a director?" Even the other three were surprised. Sun Zhihao could not help saying, "being a director is not as simple as writing songs and acting... No, these are not simple. I mean, being a director is much more difficult than writing songs, singing and acting. You just want to be a director after a few MVs. What do you want to shoot? You can''t basically complete movies and TV series now, and no investor dares to give you this young person who has no experience or works to shoot. Do you want to shoot MV? Choose another song from your own? "


    "No, I''m not going to make a movie or TV series, or a MV. I''m going to make a short film. Of course, it''s just an idea, and the script is still in the process of being conceived. However, I don''t need investors to contribute. It''s just a short film for a few minutes, or more than ten minutes at most. In terms of funds, I''m going to pay for it myself. My own savings should be enough. " Xiao Yaodao.


    "Quite an idea!" Sun Zhihao gave a thumbs up, looked at Ye Jiaying and said, "no matter whether Bayi will play this TV play or not, I will take over the director of this play. Guest star in the role of the heroine''s father, I have to think about it. I''ll give you an answer after the Spring Festival holiday. "


    "OK, no problem." Ye Jiaying immediately said happily.


    Everything that needed to be discussed came to an end, and the two families began to talk about ordinary things. After sitting for a while, the three of the Xiao family said goodbye. After all, today is the second day of the lunar new year. Whether it''s Xiao Yao''s grandmother''s home or sun Tingting''s grandmother''s home, they are going to visit each other.


    "Bayi, are you sure you want dor to stay in America for two years?" On the way from the sun''s home to Ye Jiaying''s parents'' home, Xiao Siqi still can''t help asking Xiao Yao.


    "How can you not worry at all? I''ll get in touch with my friends in New York when I get home. When dor arrives in New York, I''ll let them look after him secretly. " Xiao Yao said.


    "I mean, don''t you want to let dor stay in China and go to college? There are also very good conservatories in China. " Xiao Siqi said, "I listen to your uncle sun''s meaning. It seems that dor didn''t make up her mind before. She finally made up her mind after listening to you. Are you not afraid of what will happen to your relationship in the past two years? "


    "How can you not be afraid? But what can I do? Can I ask her not to go? " Xiao Yao said irritably, "that''s chambers. Which conservatory in China can match it? This kind of opportunity missed, but will regret for a lifetime. Don''t ask her not to go. I don''t even want her to fail the interview! "


    "This may not mean no, but I think it''s really low." Ye Jiaying said, "duo''er grew up with us. Don''t look at your acting, writing songs and singing on August 1. Now you have to write scripts and poems to do everything. But when it comes to keeping a long-term focus on one thing, you can''t compare with dor''s persistence in violin. It''s difficult for chambers to get an interview. The elimination rate of the interview is really not high. With dor''s skill and enthusiasm for violin, the hope of failing the interview is really small. "


    "Mom, are you comforting me?" Xiao Yao sighed and said, "now we can only hope that our relationship can stand the test of at least two years. Why do you think I spent an hour writing that poem on a piece of paper in such small regular script? Because dor said that she would take it out when she missed me in America. "


    "OK, then parents can only wish you can safely spend the past two years of long-distance love." Ye Jiaying said, "by the way, that poem is really what you dream of. Isn''t that ridiculous?"


    "I said Tagore wrote it. You don''t believe it." Xiao Yao helpless way, speaking of this, Xiao Yao also depressed.


    "That''s even more ridiculous," said Ye Jiaying. "Don''t mention your uncle sun. I''ve read all Tagore''s poems, and there''s no such poem at all."


    "No matter who you love." Xiao Yao''s depressed way."I want to hit people now!" Xiao Yao yelled impatiently, and then said to Xiao Siqi, "Dad, let''s go to Haozi''s house tomorrow? I want to vent. I have to find him. "


    "..." Xiao Siqi and Ye Jiaying looked at each other speechless and thought, "what evil has Zhou Zhihao done to this unfortunate child?"


    Seeing that his parents didn''t object, Xiao Yao directly took out his mobile phone and dialed Zhou Zhihao''s phone: "Haozi, I''ll come to pay New Year''s greetings to your parents tomorrow. You can arrange a place for us to have a fight tomorrow. By the way, do you have a teammate named Dagang? I met him once. Would you like to ask him if he would like to take revenge? Would you like to join us tomorrow? "