Hong Kong Entertainment: The top class starts with great writers

Chapter 69 The Seventh Book

"Treasure duo—"

Wang Yu and Qin Haoyang straightened their chests with pride.

"The shy lady, the bluffing maid—"

Every time Hu Jinqiu mentioned a character, one of the team members raised his head proudly, and when he asked who wrote the script——

brush!
The five of them looked at the beautiful girl in the third seat together.

Song Huanxi stood up generously: "It's me."

Hu Jinqiu secretly praised in his heart, it's Miss Romeo again!
Yesterday's little daughter-in-law's continuation won a leader, and today she won another championship.

He took out the roster, and wrote the number twelve behind Song Huanxi's name without hesitation, full score plus leader reward points!
Looking at the others, the tallest ones are no more than seven or eight points high, and the row against the wall even scored five points today.

Miss Romeo, if I get another full score tomorrow, then this week's Zhou Guan, I'm afraid it must be her!

……

While Song Huanxi won the title, Xiong Yaoying also received a letter from his pen pal Hongchen Yixiao.

At that time, he and his two cousins, Yu Xilou, had just finished the manuscripts to be sent to the newspaper for serialization. They were all exhausted, and they made an appointment to go to the dance hall to have a good drink all night.

As soon as he walked out of the door, he met the postman. Xiong Yaoying took the letter and immediately turned back to the desk.

Lin Ziqi looked inexplicable: "Brother Yaoying, can't you come back and watch again?!"

Xiong Yaoying waved his hands without raising his head: "It won't waste much time anyway."

Miss Yixiao, but I haven't heard from you for several days!

The content of the letter is still not much, just a few paragraphs, which can be easily read.

At some point, Lin Ziqi and Yu Xilou's two cousins ​​also approached, and Lin Ziqi burst out laughing: "Little wife? With two children? Husband died, forced to pay debts? Forced to marry?"

"Which conceited person came up with this plot?!"

Qin Dao, who was concentrating on drafting the manuscript, sneezed involuntarily. After a while, he stared at the names of the people on the draft that were splashed by the sneeze, frowned and looked at it for a long time, and finally turned over the half-page script, out of sight. For the net.

Xiong Yaoying also felt that the pre-plot was a bit exaggerated, so she ignored Lin Ziqi and continued watching——

Seeing the little daughter-in-law step forward and announce her name, Xiong Yaoying's eyes lit up, and when he saw Wen Wei, he couldn't help but read out:
"...Wen Xiuniang pushed forward a pair of children: 'I don't know, I still have sons and daughters, sons and daughters don't know, and grandchildren!'"

"Wonderful!"

Xiong Yaoying couldn't help but blurted out, and said three wonderful words in succession: "Wonderful! Wonderful! Wonderful!"

Harsh as Yu Xilou also nodded: "There is something."

Lin Ziqi did not hesitate to praise her: "Miss Yixiao, you are making great progress."

Xiong Yaoying read the continuation twice, and only felt that the character of Wen Xiuniang became more and more liking the more she watched it.

After reading it, he subconsciously looked at the text of the letter, and finally, his eyes fell on one of the sentences:
"Whether it's a continuation or a rewriting, the writing is as if there is a spirit, and it comes down to the reason, and it's all because of the feeling in the heart."

Xiong Yaoying murmured: "I feel something in my heart——"

As he was reading, he looked at the continuation of the article, and gradually, a stunning girl with a willow figure and graceful grace appeared in his mind!

"Hahaha——" Xiong Yaoying burst into laughter, pushed aside the debris on the table, took out the manuscript paper and pen, and began to write furiously!
Lin Ziqi and Yu Xilou looked at each other, both confused, Yu Xilou couldn't help asking: "Brother Yaoying, aren't we going to the ballroom?"

Without raising his head, Xiong Yaoying replied casually: "I want to write a new book, you guys go!"

new book!

Yu Xilou and Lin Ziqi's two cousins ​​shivered together!

Yu Xilou stretched out his hand tremblingly, pointing to the messy manuscripts in the room, "Yao, Brother Yaoying, you are already writing six books at the same time!"

Lin Ziqi even listed the titles of the books one by one: "Sword of the Sky, Moon and Star Evil, Sword Qi and Book Fragrance, Xiangfei Sword, Sword Poison and Plum Fragrance, Legend of the Lone Star—"

Reading the title of the book, Lin Ziqi felt that his fingers were twitching. When Daxia Xiong got excited, he could write a book with ten thousand words, and when he couldn't keep up with the draft, he called the pair of cousins ​​to help.

Anyway, the money earned is spent by everyone!

Yu Xilou is more capable and can make up things by himself. Lin Ziqi has to be outlined by Xiong Daxia, and he has to bother Xilou to polish it after writing.

They just rushed out six manuscripts!

Xiong Yaoying replied nonchalantly: "The six books, you two brothers, each with three books, just right!"

Yu Xilou: "!!"

Lin Ziqi: "!!"

Xiong Yaoying didn't bother to care about this pair of drinking and meat friends. He looked at the few paragraphs of description he had just written with satisfaction, picked up the pen, and wrote the title of the book contentedly before the main text:
Huhualing!
……

The Pei family came to Hong Kong late, and they were not as rich as other wealthy families. They only bought land near Repulse Bay and built a big house.

Because the family background is far away in Malaysia and Singapore, the other brothers all settled down in Southeast Asia. In the huge house, there are only brothers Pei Yuanyang and Pei Yuanhang for dinner every day, and a nephew of the third brother's family, Pei Zhenqing.

Pei Yuanyang strongly demanded that if there is nothing to do every day, dinner must be eaten at home.

This is also a helpless move. The fifth brother, Pei Yuanhang, has been a hands-off shopkeeper since Brother Pictures got on track. He is nowhere to be seen every day. If he is not forced to go home for dinner, Pei Yuanyang will really not be able to find this fifth brother.

Bored, Pei Yuanhang picked up some green vegetables with his chopsticks, and complained: "Lao Liu, you call me back for dinner every day, can't you cook a few more dishes?"

"I might as well hang out with Cai Baiwei!"

Pei Yuanyang didn't take it seriously: "One stir-fried sea greens, one stir-fried pork liver, plus a big bone broth, both meat and vegetables, not just right!"

Pei Yuanhang sighed: "Look at my eldest nephew, he doesn't eat pork liver at all!"

Well, he doesn't eat either.

Pei Yuanyang's face turned serious, and he couldn't help but sandwich a piece of pork liver for Pei Zhenqing: "Zhenqing, don't be picky!"

Pei Zhenqing wanted to cry without tears, so he glanced at Uncle Wu resentfully, and silently poked the pork liver to the bottom of the rice bowl, so that he could pretend that there was no pork liver!
He tried to minimize his sense of existence, and the two uncles fought with gods every day, and it always hurt him, a little pond fish!

Pei Yuanhang finished his meal in two mouthfuls, and drank some soup. He was too lazy to move the dishes, anyway, he could go out for supper later.

He coughed, looked at his nephew Pei Zhenqing, and said kindly, "Zhenqing, have you read the newspaper recently?"

Pei Zhenqing immediately responded vigilantly: "No!"

Pei Yuanhang smiled Mimi and said: "It's not just right. Uncle, there is an article here. It's very interesting. I'll read it to you."

Pei Zhenqing: "..."

Uncle Wu's routine is too deep, I can't play it, and my heart is blocked——

Pei Yuanhang has already carefully read the palm-sized newspaper clipping: "The boss of Brother Pictures personally came down to participate in the student interviews, playing the role of Juliet with sincerity!"

　Pei Zhenqing: I want to go home, I want to leave the two devil uncles!

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