She adapted the novel into a film and television script, with the original framework and story structure. What she did was to increase the dialogue of some characters and describe the psychology in some books, which is more suitable for film and television.

However, it was not difficult for her. After she gave the first draft of the adapted script to the editor in chief, she got such a result.

Therefore, yuan Mengtian sprinkled all her anger on Qin Sitong.

"If you think your first draft failed because of the wrong data, you can change your personal information and get the same result."

"You -" yuan Mengtian's face flushed.

"Also, you don't really mean anything to me. It's better to change the script." Qin Sitong said that although it has become a fact that the novel has been plagiarized, as the original author, the film can be made successfully.

"Well, don't argue any more. Tang Qin will be responsible for collecting any information Xiao Yuan wants." Fang Yao, the supervisor, said.

Tang Qin's bitter face suddenly collapsed.

Yuan Mengtian put away her anger, raised her chin and said, "of course I will change the script, because this is my novel." then she returned to her seat arrogantly.

Qin Sitong smiled lazily. I really don't know how yuan Mengtian could have such a thick skin.

In the afternoon, Qin Sitong met Yao Yiyuan, wearing high-end custom clothes and exquisite makeup. It looked like a rich and powerful family, which made it difficult for Qin Sitong to connect the man in front of him with the childhood playmate in the small mountain village.

However, when the supervisor introduced her name, she obviously saw the shock in the other party's eyes. During the meeting, she also found that Yao Yiyuan's eyes often glanced at her from time to time.

At the end of the meeting, Qin Sitong didn't expect that Yao Yiyuan found her first.

"You -" the other party looked at her, but he didn't speak.

"You're Yao Yao, Yao Yao from Dafeng Village. I'm Tong Tong, remember?" Qin Sitong took the initiative to say.

Yao Yiyuan flashed a complex light in her eyes, and then said with a happy face, "it's really you. I was just wondering if there would be such a coincidence. I didn't expect you to be a screenwriter here."

"It's just an internship. I didn't expect you to be the heroine of the film." Qin Sitong smiled.

After the two said something about each other, Yao Yiyuan said casually, "Tong Tong, how many people in the village do you remember?"

"Aunt Yao, uncle Yao, Li beard who sells rice noodles, and grandma Zhang who always likes to sit at the entrance of the village to embroider..." Qin Sitong said one by one, and finally said, "by the way, is the family surnamed Zhang still in the village?"

Yao Yiyuan's body was stiff, but she still kept a smile on her face. "I don't know which one you're talking about?"

"There was a boy in that family who was several years older than us. When I came to the village, he was about 14 or 15 years old. He couldn't see his eyes." Qin Sitong said.

"I... I don't know," Yao Yiyuan said, barely maintaining her composure. "I have something else to do. I'll go first and let's have a good time to get together another day." he left in a hurry without waiting for Qin Sixi Tong's answer.