Hong Kong Entertainment: The top class starts with great writers

Song Huanxi finished it in one go. After writing this paragraph, Fang felt his wrist was sore. Just as he put down the pen and rubbed his wrist, there was an applause from the side: "Good writing! It's getting more and more exciting!"

"Even I can't help but want to talk about a sweet love."

Song Huanxi was startled, looked up and saw Cai Tong again, and asked in surprise, "When did you come here?"

Cai Tong was also surprised: "I've been here for a long time, uh, just when you wrote that Ah Qiang went to set up a stall at the entrance of the Kowloon Theater—"

Song Huanxi: "..."

It seems that she was too devoted to writing, and she didn't find anyone around her for so long!
That's all for Mr. Cai Tong, if it's someone else, wouldn't he be exposed?

She secretly reminded herself that she must be vigilant when writing novels in the future.

Seeing that Song Huanxi's frightened expression softened, Cai Tong couldn't wait to ask: "I know Maxim's pastry shop, the cakes they make are indeed above the standard, that—"

"Is the dim sum stall in front of the Kowloon Theater really delicious? From what you wrote, it's very tempting!"

Song Huanxi was a little embarrassed, and laughed twice: "This dim sum stall actually belongs to my second sister—"

"Hey, I'm in the book, a little advertisement."

Cai Tong raised his eyebrows, not disappointed, but rather pleasantly surprised—it turns out that the dim sum stall in the book really exists!

He rubbed his hands together and asked expectantly: "The skill of Lingmei—"

Song Huanxi smiled, and replied proudly: "There are many food stalls in front of the Kowloon Theater, and we are the first to close the stalls!"

Cai Tong's eyes lit up, "Alright! I'll take care of Lingmei's business this weekend!"

As he spoke, he licked his lips and thought with some regret, unfortunately, today is only Wednesday, and there are still three full days until the weekend.

Knowing the food but not being able to taste it right away, life is sad, nothing more than this!

In the afternoon, Song Huanxi didn't have much time to write, so a classmate ran back from time to time and asked her how to act a certain plot. Thanks to Zhu Shengxiao and Zhou Qi, everyone knows that she is willing to help others!
After going back and forth, Song Huanxi knew all about the plot.

It is another tragic ending that Pei Brothers Films is good at. Daiyu passed away sadly. Baoyu opened the car curtain and found that the bride had changed, and left madly!

Song Huanxi shook his head secretly, why do movies always end in tragedy? Isn't everyone going to the theater just to have fun?

She doesn't like this kind of tragic ending very much!

Song Future's great screenwriter secretly swears in her heart that in the future, as long as she writes a script, it will never end in tragedy!

Another day, fleeting.

Because Song Huanxi has nothing to do in the training class, she can show up at the Wonton shop on time every day at midnight.

Neither Mr. Lu nor Mr. Guo came today, she was a little disappointed.

Picking up the Ming Pao, Song Huanxi routinely asks the old customers which serial novel to read first today——

Ah Shuibo was the first to speak: "Just read that night school story, what is the one about Ah Zhen and Ah Qiang!"

Nan Bo next to him immediately laughed at him: "You are so old, you can't even remember the title of the book, what A Zhen and A Qiang, it's clearly A Gui and A Long!"

Immediately, someone stood up and retorted: "Nonsense! It's Ah Hua and Ah Hua! I remember it very clearly! I was still wondering why the names of these beautiful boys and girls are the same!"

Song Huanxi: "..."

Tired.

With a light cough, she interrupted the old customers' dispute, and corrected: "It's A-Jiao and A-Qiang!"

Ah Shuibo immediately looked proud, "How about it, let me say it's Ah Jiao and Ah Qiang!"

Song Huanxi: "..."

Fortunately, she has a good memory, otherwise she would have been fooled!

She was also happy in her heart, she didn't expect her book to be so popular!

Song Huanxi immediately turned the newspaper to the second page of the supplement——

Hey, where is her book? !

Should it be—

Be eliminated!
For a moment, panic hit her heart, making her a little flustered. A pair of bright eyes swept back and forth on the second page of the supplement, not missing every corner——

No, no, still no!

Just when her heart was sinking into the bottomless abyss, A Shuibo beside her suddenly said, "A Huan, look at the one on the back, is it the A Zhen and A Qiang you want to read?"

Song Huanxi was startled, and after realizing it, she turned the newspaper over with a swipe. The next second, she couldn't help holding her breath——

Supplement front page headlines!

Even the title of the book is two sizes bigger!

The black font is super bold!

So eye-catching!

Below is the Condor Heroes, and on the left is the Amorous Swordsman Wuqingjian!

For a moment, Song Huanxi felt like he was dreaming.

She has been reading newspapers for so long, of course she knows that the more popular a serial is, the more prominent it will be placed!

So, has her novel surpassed The Legend of Condor Heroes and the Passionate Swordsman's Ruthless Sword, and has become the most popular novel among readers? !
Song Huanxi almost wept with joy. For a long time, she had repeatedly fought and failed to contribute to Rongchang, which made her shake her writing ability several times——

There is nothing more gratifying than the affirmation from readers!

If she was at home at this time, she would definitely hold this newspaper and spin around crazily!

Even in the crowded Wonton shop at this time, she couldn't help standing on her tiptoes again and again, as if she was a ballet dancer and was about to fly to the clouds with a single leap.

After a while, she calmed down a little from her excitement, and started today's newspaper reading:
"The melodious bass voice echoes in the night: Jiaojiaoer is beautiful, kind and intelligent, and the moon cakes need to eat lotus seed paste and egg yolk—"

Silent.

After a while, Ah Shuibo woke up as if in a dream, "It's gone?"

Song Huanxi: "...today's serialization is gone."

Ah Shuibo slapped the table angrily: "It really is the No. [-] brush!"

The old customers responded a lot and agreed that a newcomer has been added to the black list of writers - just under the displeasure of the brushless pot, ranking second!

There is no way, no matter how hateful serialization is, it is not as good as digging a hole and not burying it!

Song Huanxi: "..."

Ah, in my heart——

Still a little happy.

After helping to close the door, Song Huanxi set foot on the way home. Unsurprisingly, after turning an intersection, two tails were attached to his back.

However, today's tail is not quiet.

She now knows that among the two tails, the handsome one is called A Ba, and the chatty one is called A Dao.

The name is very interesting, and I don't know if there is another person named Scar.

Ah Dao is always the one who speaks first: "Brother Ah Qi, I heard that the girls in the Jinxiao Ballroom are all on point. How are you? Is there any one that is particularly beautiful?"

Ah Ba yawned: "The pretty ones, but none, a bunch of squinting ones."

Ah Dao looked disbelieving: "No way, are the guests blind?"

Ah Scar was obviously impatient, and changed the subject, and directly revealed the short story: "Have you memorized today's serialization?"

Ah Dao stammered immediately: "Not yet—"

Immediately afterwards he shouted confidently: "It's all because of Hong Chen's smile! You have to make so many English sentences, it's hard to pronounce and hard to remember!"

Hong Chen smiled Song: "..."

I'm sorry, brother A knife.

It will be more awkward later, (▽｀).