Thinking of the Zisu Ye people who supported him, Su Ziwei felt like he was soaked in honey. Even if thousands of people reviled him, there were people who supported and loved him. This feeling was really addictive and would make him die for it.

try harder.

Although Gao Yang is tall, he eats slowly and in a relatively gentle manner, which is in sharp contrast to Su Zi across the table who is not sweeping up the hot pot with a gust of wind.

"If my novel is fortunate enough to be adapted into a TV series, I really hope to invite you to act." Gao Yang said with anticipation.

Su Ziwei laughed: "If you are lucky enough, please give me a male number three!"

"That's no problem, I can give you the first man!" Gao Yang said and patted his chest.

After Su Ziwei swallowed a mouthful of beef, he took a big sip of the drink. Seeing Gao Yang chatting with him and busy typing on the computer, he suddenly asked: "Gao Yang, may I ask you a question?"

"Huh?" Gao Yang turned his face sideways, "We are so strong, you can ask whatever you want."

Su Ziwei thought for a while and asked: "When you write novels, have you ever written about themes like... time travel?"

Gao Yang nodded and said: "Of course, this is a common theme."

"Then..." Su Ziwei thought about how to use the words, "What types of time travel are there?"

Gao Yang stopped what he was doing and said with a smile: "Why are you interested in this? There are so many time-travel themes, ordinary time-travel, unlimited flow, quick time-travel..."

Su Ziwei usually reads more scripts and less novels for filming. When reading novels, he always reads the original works for the scripts. Although he is more or less familiar with the genre Gao Yang mentioned, he is not very detailed.

learn.

"So, what exactly does quick wear refer to?"

"Quick time travel." Gao Yang thought for a while, "It means that the protagonist leaves the era where he originally lived for some reason, travels through time and space, brings a task or system to another era, and starts a series of activities in this time and space. After the end

Go to another world for the next activity. Such an article is a quick travel.”

Hey, wait, why does this explanation sound so familiar?

Traveling through time and space with a mission? Isn’t this him wearing a script?

Su Ziwei asked in a low voice: "Then, is it possible for the protagonist to return to the real world from another world halfway through time travel, and then go back again?"

"Maybe, it depends on how the author wrote it... What's wrong, you traveled through time?" Gao Yang teased him with a smile.

Su Ziwei pressed his eyebrows and fell silent.

Gao Yang was stunned and said half-jokingly: "What's wrong? Have you really traveled through time?"

Su Ziwei was careful, word by word, and said in a deep voice: "If I say yes, would you believe it?"

Gao Yang's eyes widened in an instant, and he tilted his body slightly towards Su Ziwei, looking at him in surprise: "Where are you wearing? Aren't you here? Did you come out in the middle?"

Gao Yang deserves to be a writer of novels. Instead of mocking Su Ziwei for being brain-destroyed, he actually asked him where he had gone.

Su Zi did not blink his eyes and whispered: "In the script."

"What?"

"The script is the play I'm filming now."

Su Ziwei said, telling Gao Yang everything about the masked man he met from the time when he was a Taoist priest in Maoshan, and how the masked man gave him an inexplicable task, and he slipped into the script as soon as he was filming.

After Gao Yang heard this story that was absolutely ridiculous to others, he leaned heavily on the sofa in the booth. It was as if something was stuck in his throat, and he gasped for a long time.

, then looked at Su Ziwei again and said in disbelief: "Ziwei, you can't tell any third person about this!"

Su Ziwei was stunned: "Why?"

Gao Yang said mysteriously: "If you want to be sent to a mental hospital, just go ahead and ask for it."

Su Ziwei choked up and quickly waved his hand: "I definitely won't tell you. I'm telling you because you are a writer of novels and have a big brain, so I thought you might be able to accept it."

It took Gao Yang a long time to recover. He came out of the booth and sat down next to Su Ziwei with great interest. He immediately transformed into a gossip reporter who needed to be interviewed and asked: "Then the last time you came out of the script

, was it the day before yesterday?”

"Well, after I came out, I went in again for filming the next day. But after I went in, the system told me something like 'reconnection successful', and then the script was decades different from when I came out."

Gao Yang touched his chin and speculated: "Then it was proved that there was an error in the system to push you out. But the question is, who is studying this system?"

"What do you mean?" Su Ziwei asked curiously.

"Oh, it's nothing." Gao Yang thought, "I suspect that the last time you came out and this time are all a matter of chance, and the time you come back is also a matter of chance. You came out twice because you were in danger of falling, right?"

"Well," Su Zi did not answer, "the first time I fell from the ladder, and the second time I fell into the water."

Gao Yang hesitated: "I understand. This time you go in and take a look. This time you haven't gone back for so long. Where did the time points in the script jump after you went in? I don't think it was necessarily decades last time. This time

It’s also decades. The time in the script is probably a matter of probability and system... In short, tell me when you come out next time. This will be of great help to me in writing."

"Okay, no problem." Su Ziwei sighed sincerely, "I finally have someone to complain to. I feel so happy. You don't even know that it's so painful not to be able to share this kind of thing with others.

I thought I was schizophrenic."

Although Su Ziwei told his friend Gao Yang about his time in the script and about the mysterious man wearing a mask, Gao Yang also expressed his belief. But the only thing he didn't tell was the crucial person who never appeared in the original script.

——Han Yi.

Before Su Ziwei figured out the origin of Han Yi, he didn't want anyone to know about it. Is Han Yi just a bug, or... did someone do it on purpose?

After the dinner date, Gao Yang sent him back to Shannomo Cinema.

"Next time you go in, you must pay attention to safety." Gao Yang told him, "Although I don't know what's going on, it is written in many fast-traveling books that if the protagonist dies after passing through, he will really die.

You’ll never come back. I’ll wait for you to come back safely next time.”

"Thank you, Brother Gao Yang." Su Ziwei said with a slight smile.

Watching Gao Yang's car leave the cinema, the rain gradually lightened up.

Su Zi had no intention of walking back to the dormitory by himself.

There was a shortcut path back to the dormitory in the studio, and Su Zi had no intention of taking a shortcut back. Although it was only the afternoon, the weather was bad and the visibility was also very poor. Originally, this was a beautiful small forest, but at this time,

Su Ziwei looked at it, but it looked a bit eerie.

Not far away, a white figure suddenly jumped into the depths of the woods.
Chapter completed!