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Chapter 349: Being turned upside down (second update)
Just when she was immersed in the rotation of various beauties and couldn't extricate herself, a monstrous flood held up her snake body, but it was no match for the alms bowl in the monk's hand. The huge amount of gold weighed on her head. She watched helplessly before Xu Lang died——

When he was grieving, he looked up again and arrived at the ruined temple. Grief and anger arose in his heart, and he cried blood: "...I died on the way and it's hard to look back. I don't want to prolong my life, nor do I want to rejuvenate after illness, but I beg you for a drop of Yangzhi water!"

When I was feeling sad, there were waves of persuasion in my ears: "Sister, Thief Lu is dead. My sister is so beautiful that she is ashamed of her beauty. Why don't you serve Cao Lang with me?"

When she looked up, Cao Lang was clearly Boss Gu Liu!

Just as she was about to say no, the voice came to disturb her again: "Sister, sister——"

Song Huanxi took the trouble and finally opened her eyes, and saw the big face of her second child very close to her. He held up the manuscript she had written yesterday in his hand. When he saw her waking up, he immediately asked:
"Sister, sister, why is Gillian so cute, but Aqiang wants to eat her!"

Song Huanxi: "..."

It's a dream, it must be a dream, this nightmare is endless!
She closed her eyes quickly. Since it was still a dream, let her sleep a little longer!

But the second child refused to let her go and kept asking: "Is Aqiang a ghost or a demon? He actually wants to eat people!"

Song Huanxi opened her eyes suddenly, looked directly into the second child's eyes, and said categorically: "It's a demon!"

The second child suddenly understood and asked curiously: "What kind of monster is that? Is it a wolf monster or a tiger monster? Could it be a dog monster?"

Is it too late to change your tune now?
Song Huanxi: "...I remembered wrongly, it's not a demon, it's a ghost!"

The second child immediately asked her enthusiastically: "What ghost is that?! A wandering spirit or a fierce ghost? A mountain ghost or a water ghost?!"

Song Huanxi finally became impatient when she was asked, and she yelled: "It's a human! It's a human! Okay!"

The second child was obviously startled: "Oh."

But this time, the curiosity in her heart allowed her to overcome her fear of her sister. She couldn't help but ask again: "Then why does he want to eat Gillian?"

Great, the problem is back to square one.

Now, Song Huanxi wanted to go back to yesterday. When she had just finished writing this paragraph, she grabbed her collar and shook it: What was wrong with her to write like this!
Yes, others don’t know that she is Hongchen Yixiao, but she has a silly, sweet sister who works part-time as a reader!

Song Huanxi calmed down a little and had a reasonable explanation: "Because Gillian's face is as red as an apple, that's why Aqiang wanted to take a bite."

Song Huanyun suddenly realized it. She looked down at her little brother who had just woken up, and nodded in agreement: "Wenzi's face is red, it does look like an apple!"

Wenzi, who was still a little sleepy, immediately woke up and covered his face with his small hands: "Wenzi is not an apple! You can't eat it!"

Song Huanxi: "...Don't scare me!"

After finally fooling the second child, Song Huanxi picked up the manuscript and read it again and again. Although she was a little reluctant to modify it, she thought that in addition to the second child, Mr. Baiwei also knew her identity - Song Huanxi gritted her teeth and changed it!
Well, change it to the version she explained to the second child: Aqiang thought to himself, Gillian's face is red and she is as cute as an apple, and he also wants to take a bite!
Speaking of which, the way the second child asked her just now was very similar to the second child asking her mother how she came out of her mother's belly!
She was also curious at the time and eavesdropped.

As a result, I saw with my own eyes that Aunt Xiu picked up the broom and chased the second child so hard that he ran all over the house!

Song Huanxi was very sorry at the time, but now she understands Aunt Xiu's mood at that time:
Shut up, naughty kid!
Of course, Song Huanxi still doesn't know how the doll came out.

I have read several novels that were secretly passed on among female classmates. When the critical moment comes, they are always vague and passed on in one stroke——

What kind of brocade quilt is turned into red waves? When the rain stops and the clouds gather, she has a sleepless night. She also wants to imitate the second child and ask the authors of these novels how to turn brocade quilts into red waves. Is there any requirement for the weight of this quilt?
The quilt is too heavy to turn over, but too light to make waves!The rain has stopped and the wind has stopped. Is this the weather forecast?It rained lightly all night and it cleared up in the morning?
Sleepless night... Tell me what you are doing when you are up late at night!

Did the two of them stare at each other and lose sleep all night?If you call two more, will you be able to get a mahjong table together?

In short, Song Huanxi was full of flaws when reading it. After reading a few books, he was no longer interested.

Song Huanxi felt tired and excited this morning. It was her body that was tired. Every step she took felt like trudging through a swamp.

The brain is excited. Any thought can fly thousands of miles away like a somersault cloud.

She knew that it was probably because she read so many scripts yesterday that she had such complicated dreams!
Song Huanxi washed his face with cold water again. He felt more energetic and felt a little sleepy after eating.

When she got to the bus, she couldn't help it. After saying hello to the driver, she found a seat and fell asleep in the blink of an eye.

This time, she had a bunch of weird dreams again.

It was still a familiar scene and a familiar plot. It was as if she had fallen into an endless hell and could not escape from the nightmare.

When the shuttle bus arrived, the driver woke her up. Song Huanxi covered her chest in shock and slowly got out of the bus.

It's obviously such a wonderful script, how come every one of it--

Song Huanxi paused in her steps, and a bright meteor streaked across the dark night sky in her mind, illuminating her thoughts.

She thought again of the "Butterfly Lovers" script she had read yesterday -

Finally, one thing is certain: Pei’s Huangmei Diao movies in recent years all have tragic endings!

Song Huanxi danced so happily that she almost danced on the spot!
Her script for "Butterfly Lovers" is now available!

She wants to write a happy ending!

Life is hard enough, isn’t it just to have fun when you go to the cinema? !
If she were asked to choose between two movies with the same theme, she would definitely choose the one with a happy ending!
With an idea in mind, Song Huanxi's lips curled up and her steps became brisk——

When she arrived at the classroom, as expected, the classroom was empty again!
Song Huanxi felt depressed for a moment, but quickly cheered up: Today, she will start writing Butterfly Lovers!
Song Huanxi skillfully took out a pen and paper. As soon as he laid out the paper, Wang Yu poked his head halfway through the door of the classroom and called Song Huanxi directly: "Ah Huan! Didn't we agree to film together yesterday? Why are you still in the classroom? inside?"

"Everyone has arrived at Studio [-], waiting for you!"

Song Huanxi looked helpless: "I yesterday——"

Wang Yu interrupted her directly, with his chin raised and a look of pride on his face: "Master and I asked the fifth boss to help intercede yesterday, and the sixth boss has agreed!"

Well, early this morning, the director of publicity came to inform them.

That’s why Wang Yu specifically took on the job of finding someone, just so that he could tell Ah Huan the good news as soon as possible!
　-22, sleep and sleep

　　
　
(End of this chapter)