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“I’m just casually asking, I received a call from the Snowing crew this morning, saying that the director wants to have a careful talk with you about your next scenes.” It was only after hearing Olive’s words that Elio nodded, looking as if his expression had loosened up a few points.

“I thought it was because you weren’t too emotionally stable in the past two days and your acting skills got affected, so I’m relieved.”

“What are you babbling about? And don’t you see who’s acting?!” Olive said rather smugly looking up at Elio.

“Elio why are you brain dead? If there’s really something wrong with my acting, then why doesn’t the director just come to me? And have to call you separately?” Olive said as she lay on the sofa while raising her eyelids to Elio promptingly.

“I’m just afraid that you’ve offended him privately, so he couldn’t say it directly and called me separately.” Elio put down the cup he was holding and stretched before continuing.

“I’m relieved to hear you say that, then I’ll hurry back to my room to catch up on my sleep, you remember to go to the crew early tomorrow to look for the director to see what he really means.”

“Okay, don’t worry, I’ll remember this matter, you hurry and go rest.” After Olive finished speaking, she laid down on the sofa for a while longer, and immediately afterward went back to her room to wash up and go to bed.

She still got up early the next day to rush inside the theater group, but when she arrived, there was Odell besides herself.

When she saw him, the big piece of Ocan hanging in Olive’s heart just slightly fell to the ground, if the director only found herself alone to drink tea, then she would really think that there was a mistake somewhere.

When Olive arrived, Odell had just parked his car, she turned her head to Arlo and got out of the car after barking a word, jogging two steps to Odell’s front: “Why did you come over today too?”

“Just like you, of course, invited for tea.” Odell casually finished his sentence before striding forward, as if he wasn’t the least bit surprised by Olive’s arrival.

After taking two steps forward, he stopped himself and turned his head to stare at Olive, “Do you have anything else to do at noon today?”

“Yes, what’s wrong with you?” Olive asked him with a nod of confusion.

“What did you promise me before? I don’t suppose you’ve forgotten, you said you’d buy someone a meal.” Odell bristled and grumbled at Olive.

“I’ve been helping you for so long, but you still didn’t ask to buy me a meal, so I had no choice but to shamelessly say it myself! Alas!” After he finished speaking, he let out a long, even more mournful sigh.

This look as if he has given him a great deal of aggression, Olive reached out his hand to pat his shoulder and said: “Okay, you do not talk about me, then choose the day is not as good as the day, today at noon to invite you to dinner how?”

Olive and Odell were talking slowly, just for a short while, their feet couldn’t help but move to the door of the director’s office.

Olive took the lead and reached out her hand to knock on the large iron door.

“Come in.” The director’s low, authoritative voice came from inside the office.

Olive stood in front of the door and Odell looked at it before taking the lead to push open the door and walk in, the large director’s office was empty and no one else was there, only the director was standing in front of his desk, holding a brush in his hand practicing calligraphy.

She came forward to look at the table on the piece of rice paper, on the top of each word are under the pen like God, force through the back of the paper, which if there is no ten or eight years of practice, absolutely can not reach this power.

The director’s hand movements did not stop, a full sheet of rice paper is still a few words left to write finished, Olive and Odell two people did not say anything, sensible walked to the side of the sofa to sit down.

Just after sitting for a short while, the director lifted the brush cupped in his hand and looked at the piece of rice paper with satisfaction, and then placed the brush on top of the ink stone, carefully wiped his hand with a wet towel, and then walked over to sit next to the sofa opposite to Olive’s and theirs.

“I’m really sorry for delaying you guys.”

“That’s okay director.” Odell said lightly with a smile on his face, then spoke rhetorically, “I wonder what kind of scene you’ve asked us to discuss today, director?”

“Yes, I called the two of you here today to discuss something about where we’re going to end this play.”

“I’m afraid it won’t be long before our Snowing is due to be finalized, this is a rare Immortal work in recent years, so I hope that the ending place will be as perfect as possible.” The director blew away the tea leaves floating on the top of his teacup, and after gently sipping a mouthful, he put down the cup and smiled at Olive and the others.

Olive and Odell as the main actors had a lot of scenes that needed to be discussed with the director, this kind of thing wasn’t unheard of before, and it was about to be finalized everyone wanted to achieve perfection, so the three of them were in the office discussing the next episode obliviously.

This final ending must be explosive, and can cause the audience’s resonance, the last is to talk about more than two hours before the ending of the reluctant to set.

“It’s getting late now, I won’t keep you guys any longer, hurry up and go eat.” After the director finished speaking, he stood up and waved his hand at Olive and the others.Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

“Well, it’s getting late, or else, director, why don’t you go eat with us at noon?” Olive raised her hand and looked at her watch, it was already twelve thirty now.

She said this out of politeness and concern for her elders so she turned her head and realized that Odell’s face had collapsed and was looking at herself somewhat breathlessly.

“What kind of dinner am I, a bad old man, having with you young people? You guys hurry up and go, don’t worry about me, I’ll just casually settle it.” A kind smile appeared on the director’s face and he just waved his hand at Olive and the others.

Then he stood up, carrying his cup of tea, he walked over to his desk, and after wiping his hands with a wet towel, he started to pick up the book he was just reading again.

“You guys bring the door to me later, I’ll read a few more pages.”

Looking at the director’s insistence on not going, Olive didn’t say anything more, and after standing up with Odell, they took their leave, and in the end, they even gently brought the office door with them.

“What do you want to eat for lunch?” As soon as they stepped out, Odell asked Olive, his face all pleased and happy.

“I don’t have anything in particular I’d like to eat, it’s better to see what you like to eat, it’s my treat today, so don’t make yourself at home.” Olive said to Odell as she slowly shook her head.