Hehe, sorry about that, got too into typing and forgot to update

  Back at his residence, Yang Cheng sat on the sofa in the living room, aimlessly staring at the TV in front of him. However, his mind was preoccupied with a jumble of thoughts, among which the most tempting one was whether he should write several more movie scripts or not.

  If we're talking about creativity in movies, the ideas in Yang Chen's mind absolutely surpass anyone else in this world, and he knows better than anyone what kind of movie will be a hit and what won't.

  For some very popular movie series, he is definitely not involved, such as "The Lord of the Rings", "Spider-Man", "Harry Potter" and so on. These movies are all adaptations and require copyright, so only large companies or well-known directors can do it, Yang Cheng is not possible at all.

  However, scripts like "Elephant" can be plagiarized, and he can even modify the script based on the opinions of the market and professionals after some movies are released in the future, making up for the deficiencies in this aspect and making the whole movie more perfect.

  "Troubled with the script?" Heidi Krum sat down beside Yang Cheng with a smile.

  Yang Cheng nodded, "I'm having a headache, should I write one first or write several more?"

  "Do you have a lot of creativity?" Audrey's face was written all over with shock.

  She is more polite than anyone else. Yang Cheng just decided to write a script today, but now that he mentions it, it seems like he's full of ideas.

  "There are quite a few!" Yang Cheng saw her expression and explained with a bitter smile, "I've liked watching movies since I was young, and occasionally I'd just think nonsense, so there actually are quite a few ideas, and I won't lose to..."

  The creativity of the sixth sense is evident from Brook's speech and expression, which has the wisdom of Jews and the rigor of Germans. If he didn't think highly of Yang Cheng, he wouldn't have agreed to let him write the script, nor would he have chatted with him for so long.

  The only explanation is that this creation is so good that even Brook loves it.

  Heidi didn't know that this was a script worth $30,000, although it had some suspiciously good parts, but at least the script and the plot itself were absolutely attractive. And Brook, who had been in Hollywood for many years, could naturally see through it.

  "If that's the case, I suggest you'd better solve the current pressing matter first. After having one or two famous works as a foundation, the value of your script will be greatly different when you write it out later!" Advised Tidy with a smile.

  Yang Cheng couldn't help but laugh after hearing that, "Haha, indeed a woman's accounting skills are not bad!"

  Heidi burst out laughing with irrepressible joy when Yang Cheng praised her.

  Yang Cheng looked at the beautiful woman in front of him, her smile was like a spring breeze entering the room, making people feel refreshed and delighted, and he couldn't help but be enchanted by her.

  Heidi Krum also stared at Yang Cheng, she was also like everyone else, getting more and more unable to see through Yang Cheng's true self. How many unknown talents and secrets were still hidden in his heart?

  The two of them stared at each other for over ten seconds, until Heiti couldn't bear Yang Cheng's piercing gaze any longer. Her face turned red as she stood up and said, "I'm going to take a bath," before running away hastily.

  Yang Chengyi's heart skipped a beat when he heard this sentence, and he couldn't help but think of the sexy lingerie in the bathroom. Looking at Heidi's back, an image of her wearing that sexy little beauty's lingerie suddenly appeared in his mind.

  "He's infatuated with me, no big deal, it's just a bikini!" Yang Chengbo smiled self-deprecatingly. If it were just a bikini, Heidi wore even less on stage, but she didn't seem as infatuated as Yang Cheng.

  Before long, the sound of gurgling water came from the bathroom. Yang Cheng couldn't help but look in the direction of the bathroom. The carved glass door blocked his line of sight, but it didn't stop him from fantasizing in his mind, and it could even be said that he was indulging in lustful thoughts.

  If she opens the door and lets herself in to give him a back massage at this time, oh god, I must be out of luck.

  Rushed in, then...

  "No way! *** , I'm done!" Yang Cheng stood up from the couch, took a deep breath, and calmed himself down. He felt that he couldn't fall any further, or else he would really worry about losing control and becoming a criminal.

  "Write a script, yes, write a script, now!"

  He said and did it, Yang Cheng immediately took paper and pen and wrote on the low table in the living room.

  But all he could write were those few words, and then he would tear them up and start again, because his mind was filled with images of Audrey Krumsch washing herself, especially the memory of that hotel night when she almost fell over, made him burn with desire.

  Ran to the refrigerator and drank two bottles of ice-cold mineral water, Yang Cheng finally slowly suppressed the fire in his heart, fully concentrated his mind, and threw himself into writing the movie script.

  In his past life, he had been reading original works for many years, and his writing skills were not bad. Coupled with his English proficiency, which was not low, at least he could cope with this type of script without any problem. So he wrote very quickly, one story after another, one plot after another.

  The scenes of the movie he had watched many times in his past life appeared one by one in Yang Cheng's mind, and then came out from the pen in his hand onto the paper, filling up a whole page in just a short while.

  "Wow, so fast, how much did you write?" Heidi Krumm didn't know when the little beauty appeared beside Yang Cheng.

  A whiff of the sweet scent of shampoo and body wash wafted up, rekindling the flames that Yang Cheng had barely managed to suppress. Especially when he turned his head to find Hai Gao Kulum leaning down to look at the script he was writing, he almost lost control and went wild.

  Originally, Heidi lived alone here, so her evening attire was very casual, and her nightgown was a loose suspender vest. At this time, she leaned forward, the front of the vest fell down, and the spring scenery inside was instantly exposed to Yang Cheng's gaze.

  "They all say I'm fat!"

  For some reason, Yang Cheng's mind suddenly flashed back to what Heidi had said to him at the time. Now he couldn't help but secretly admire in his heart: Some places are indeed white and tender and plump, making people irresistible to touch.

  However, Heidi Klum seemed to be unaware of her own exposure, and her attention was focused on Yang Cheng's script. But soon, Yang Cheng picked up the script in his hand and ran into his room like a fly, leaving Heidi staring blankly.

  "I'll go back to my room and show it to you when I've finished writing!"

  Heidi found it strange that Yang Cheng would suddenly ask this way?

  But soon she realized something, looked at her own chest, and then thought of her previous leaning action. Didn't she expose all her beautiful spring light to Yang Cheng?

  She suddenly felt both shy and happy, a numbness spreading rapidly throughout her body, until she almost couldn't stand on her feet, and hastily retreated back to her own room.

  Lying in bed, my mind is filled with Yang Cheng's image, especially his impressive performance earlier, which made him a talented and versatile idol in the eyes of many women. Plus, his confident words, elegant speech, and occasional witty humor that can make people laugh.

  All of this left a deep impression on Heidi's heart, and with the various contacts between the two, every time she saw Yang Cheng, she always had an uncontrollable sense of satisfaction and happiness.

  That's what it feels like to be in love!

  Logically speaking, the relationship between the two should have been very close, but for some reason, there always seemed to be something separating them, leaving them in a state of familiarity and strangeness that was both stimulating and unsettling. This feeling always left Heidi deeply entranced without realizing it.

  Lying in bed, listening to his own heavy breathing, Hagrid was half-lying on his side, facing the door, and his mind couldn't help but wonder what would happen if he opened the door and came in at this moment.

  That feeling of shyness and anticipation surged up in her heart again, causing her entire body to almost faint.

  Just then, there was a sudden noise of opening the door across from her, followed by the sound of her own doorknob being turned. She was startled and quickly sat up in bed, grabbing the small quilt with the beautiful writing on it to cover herself completely. In her heart, she was shouting loudly, "He's here! He really came! What should I do? How should I react?"

  Yang Cheng returned to his room, but he couldn't sleep, tossing and turning. He couldn't even write a single word, let alone a script. His mind was still reeling from the sudden glimpse of beauty earlier, yet he was secretly worried about his own self-control.

  "If I had a bit more willpower, I would have looked for a while longer. Where could such a wonderful encounter be?" Yang Cheng scolded himself in his heart.

  He was never a calm and collected Liu Xiahui, he is absolutely the type of sentimental man who gets flustered when things go wrong. If Heidi Klum were an unfamiliar woman he met at a bar, he would unhesitatingly push her down and walk away after patting her on the back, each going their separate ways.

  But he became more and more familiar with Krum, and now they have become business partners.

  Does a rabbit bite the grass beside its nest?

  Why? Because it's troublesome!

  All men are the same, wanting to take advantage without getting into trouble. The highest state is to be able to walk through a field of flowers without leaving any traces, but that's a realm only achievable by high-level rascals like Chen Baolu. Look at Yang Cheng, how can he possibly achieve this?

  When dealing with familiar friends like Xiang Hai Ge Ru Mu, he is hesitant to speak up because he fears that others may not mean what they say, and he might misinterpret their intentions, which would ultimately lead to being unable to even maintain friendships.

  But soon, Yang Cheng thought of a brilliant idea - to probe!

  "If she had feelings for me too, she wouldn't have closed the door!"

  If you think this guy's brain has been kicked by a donkey, please don't laugh. All men are prone to making such foolish mistakes in Yang Cheng's situation, and that's called being blinded by one's own circumstances!

  Yang Cheng deliberately waited for a while, until he confirmed that there was no sound, then he quietly pretended to go to the toilet, opened the door and came out, and took two more steps to come to the door of the opposite room, gently and extremely carefully turning the doorknob.

  A faint sound, very light and subtle, but it made all the beautiful dreams in Yang Cheng's heart collapse completely!

  The originally passionate face, the heart that was almost burning with enthusiasm, was completely extinguished by cold water at this moment.

  Yang Cheng didn't even go to the bathroom, he directly returned to his room, turned around and closed the door, then locked it as well. He muttered to himself, "You can lock, I can lock too!"

  Behind the door, Hagrid heard that sound and his heart was also in a mess. He immediately thought of himself habitually locking the door when entering the house because he was used to sleeping naked, so he understood that he must have ruined Yang Cheng's plan to steal a kiss.

  For some reason, at this moment she suddenly felt a little silly and ran to the iron door, so she immediately jumped down from the bed, came to the door, listened carefully, and thought Yang Cheng was outside the door, so she gently turned the handle inside.

  With a click, the door lock opened, and she tiptoed back to bed, tightly wrapped in her quilt, waiting for that naughty boy in her heart to come in.

  But she waited for a long time, and there was no movement at all. She felt strange suddenly. Walking over and leaning against the door to listen for a while, there was no movement. So she also wanted to pretend to go to the bathroom, covering her ears like a thief. When she opened the door and came out, she found that outside the door was empty, and there wasn't even a shadow of a person in the living room.

  A wave of disappointment and self-blame suddenly filled his whole body, and Thaddeus knew that Yang Cheng must have misunderstood him, which was why he didn't dare to continue with his plan.

  As a 24-year-old model who claims to be at the forefront of fashion, she has not experienced men before, but has heard many things about it, so she encourages herself in her heart to bravely pursue what she loves.

  Besides, it's already this era, why must men always take the lead in singing?

  She stood at the door for a long time, finally gathering her courage. She came to Yang Cheng's door, raised her hand wanting to knock, but soon lost her courage and put it back down.

  In the end, she chose a test method that was just as bad as Yang Chengyi's. As soon as she turned the handle on the door, she heard a "click" sound, and her whole body felt like it had entered an ice cave, thoroughly dashing all her expectations and hopes.

  She also wanted to stretch out her hand and knock on the door, but pride made her hesitate. In the end, she chose to retreat, returned to her own room, closed the door, but did not lock it.

  The moonlight shines in through the open window, and on the bed lies a sleeping figure waiting!

  The next day, they both got up early, neither of them mentioning what had happened the night before, nor did anyone explain the misunderstanding, as if they had tacitly chosen to pretend that nothing had happened.

  Yang Cheng ate Heiti's breakfast cereal, and the two of them went to the company's rented office together. Yang Cheng was far inferior to Heiti in terms of decoration and arrangement, so he didn't mention any opinions and just came over with a perfunctory attitude to take a look.

  By almost noon, Yang and Cheng ate outside and then returned home to start their closed-door scriptwriting project.

  For the next five days, Yang Cheng stayed at home and didn't go out. He was like a stay-at-home dad, greeting Heidi when she went to and from work, while he wrote his script at home.

  It wasn't until then that he realized how convenient computers were, but since Heidi's family hadn't installed one yet, she could only write by hand.

  Yang Cheng also made a phone call to Brookheimer, inquiring about the creative idea of another script. Since no one had heard of it being greenlit, Yang Cheng boldly plagiarized his favorite film from his past life, which was a showcase of Jim Hanks' acting skills and almost like his swan song.

  Yang Cheng wrote the script according to his own memory of the scene. Hank

  The design of this shape is coming.

  Yang Chen also wrote down the creative ideas and concepts based on what he saw in his past life of the TV show, which were handed over to Heidi Klum and Brooke Hymer for them to study the feasibility.

  Yang Cheng had watched very few idol shows in his past life, apart from American Idol, he had only heard of Super Girl but not watched it. Instead, he had watched more domestic talent shows, but they were all when his classmates were watching and he was just observing from the side, so he could only take the slightly good parts and get rid of the bad ones, which made the creativity and ideas of American Idol and Super Girl become a mess in his mind.

  However, as a result, Yang Cheng's creativity in this aspect has won Brookheimer's praise, not only for the two Di Show programs, but also for the two scripts written by Yang Cheng within 5 days.

  "Can you tell me who's your ideal candidate?" Brookheimer asked in a friendly tone.

  Yang Cheng smiled slightly, "I think the most suitable director for 'The Sixth Sense' should be Fincher, and if I could choose the lead actor, I would choose Edward Norton!"

  These two are directors and actors that Yang Cheng highly appreciates. The former is a master-level director of shocking suspense, while Ai De Guo Nuo Du has a literary flavor to him, but he can grind down the psychological play to be unbeatable. The collaboration between these two will definitely make the movie "Ling Yi Di Liu Gan" even more outstanding.

  Shamalan may be considered an outstanding young director, but in Yang's heart, he is still not as good as David Fincher. As for Bruce Willis, his performance in The Sixth Sense was not recognized from the beginning.

  "Cast Away is a one-man show, if I'm not mistaken, it's Tom Hanks, right?" Brookheimer asked with a chuckle, he could tell from the script and between the lines that Yang Cheng admired the actor Tom Hanks.

  Yang Cheng nodded and smiled, "It's really him!"

  "Only Tom Hanks could pull off a movie like this!" Brookheimer exclaimed.

  Yang Cheng let out a breath of relief, knowing that both scripts had passed.

  "Both scripts are written extremely well, so let's do this: if you trust me, I'll hold onto them for now and be responsible for contacting investors on your behalf. If someone is interested in investing in the film, we can discuss the script price later, how about that?" Brook asked quietly.

  Jerry Bruckheimer's production company is responsible for producing and filming, but for films with budgets of tens or hundreds of millions, they must contact investors. It goes without saying that if they can attract major companies to invest, the script price will not be low, at least over 10 million is certain.

  "Alright, I absolutely trust you!" Yang Cheng said with a smile, anyway the two scripts were just a matter of a few days for him, "But I have one condition!"

  "Right!" Brook chimed in, also getting excited.

  "It has to be you who takes charge of production, I only trust you!" Yang Cheng said almost word by word.

  This punch has completely stunned Brookheimer!

  PS: I recommend a book that shouldn't be considered new, this name Wu Yu made me think of Chun Qiu and Wei Chong, but it's an uncompromising football book, written with great effort, said Wu Yu, it's really not easy, let's all support the competitive sports! Who made us a niche?