The Romance of Tiger and Rose

Chen Xiaoqian went home angrily, taking the bag and taking off his jacket, while hesitatingly complained to the producer with the phone hissing.

Chen Xiaoqian kept screaming on the set, and almost did not give Mr. Zhang any chance to intervene. "Mr. Zhang-it's not that I don't cooperate-it's impossible to communicate-he doesn't listen to me at all, I just give him a mouth So I flew up, and my voice almost shouted dumb—what, he said he wouldn’t act—he, yes, sick!”

At the same speed as the cannon, the sound was even octave higher, and the producer couldn't interrupt after several interruptions.

Just when Chen Xiaoqian said a long list, just when he was about to take a breath, the phone message prompt sound suddenly sounded.

Seeing this, Chen Xiaoqian frowned at first, but then realized what she was, rushed to the computer, and pressed F5.

The online banking page shows that the manuscript fee is credited, and then there are many zeros.

Chen Xiaoqian was shocked, his neck was stiff and could not turn.

This... After one hundred and one second, Chen Xiaoqian changed his attitude 180 degrees. He quickly threw the cell phone aside to get it back, and said in a soft whisper: "Mr. Zhang, I'm still too young , Should not bring personal emotions to work.

You can rest assured that I will be able to correct the problems pointed out by the actor teacher, and will never delay the boot time! "

Before Mr. Zhang could say anything, Chen Xiaoqian hung up the phone decisively, stupefied, and poked a few zeros on the computer screen with his finger, gradually showing a stubborn smile.

About ten seconds later, the indignant expression still on Chen Xiaoqian's face gradually transformed into a smile. While she stretched her muscles in place, she murmured, "Isn't it equal, not love! Let's You see, the professional qualities of excellent screenwriters!"

Chen Xiaoqian had a must-have expression on his face, and immediately switched to working state after sitting in front of the screen. Nutrients and liver tablets were placed on the left side of the computer, and snacks and instant noodles were placed on the right side of the computer.

With a bag of red ginseng in his mouth, Chen Xiaoqian sat in front of the computer in a state of combat readiness.

Everything is ready, Chen Xiaoqian took out the determination to prepare for the college entrance examination and Yili resolutely opened the word document, and the sound of the keyboard knocked on the face constantly.

Time slowly passed, Chen Xiaoqian had already written hi, and started talking to himself while typing.

Chen Xiaoqian smirked, "Xuanhu City, the man is the master, and he won the war and can sleep in the prisoner of war.

In Huayuan City, the woman is the master, the war is won, and you can sleep the prisoner of war...Isn’t that the two cities fighting?... At this point, Chen Xiaoqian realized that something was wrong, immediately stopped it, and shook his head. You can't write like this..." Chen Xiaoqian deleted the words he just typed, and took out refreshing essential oils to wipe on his temples.

In the early morning of the next day, Chen Xiaoqian faced the word, leaving moved tears.

Chen Xiaoqian's tearful eyes were covered with red blood, and he said with deep affection: "Han Shuo, I never doubted you, but you are so cruel..." Then, Chen Xiaoqian wiped away the tears with a tissue and grabbed The hands of the dolls at the table, a strong and overbearing refusal, said: "Chu Chu, stay, I will succeed the city host in the future, you can be my city hostess wife.

"After Chen Xiaoqian finished speaking, he moved for a long time in the same place, and finally..."Bah" disdainfully! Scum! The sky gradually darkened, and at night, Chen Xiaoqian continued to yawn, tearing down a few packets of instant coffee and pouring it into the cup , Tossed a few goji berries into this espresso and sipped it out.

Chen Xiaoqian sucked the bitterness in his mouth, hummed, and said proudly: "Will you not write a love scene without falling in love?"

It's too small to look at people..." As soon as the words fell, Chen Xiaoqian sneezed and surrounded the quilt like an enemy.

Chen Xiaoqian wrapped herself like a caterpillar while mumbling: "Don't be sick...the script hasn't been written yet..." It was late at night, and the lights next to it dimmed, leaving Chen Xiaoqian alone Lantern night warfare, gradually falling into a state of semi-obsessed, almost can not feel the passage of time.

Alternating day and night, Chen Xiaoqian became more and more depressed, squinting a pair of red blood-stained eyes, but still insisting on typing.

Chen Xiaoqian murmured feebly in front of the computer: "Chen Chuchu, the second prince of Huayuan City, has gone through hardships and finally boarded the position of the lord.

In Chen Chuchu's succession ceremony, the sky descended auspiciously, the sun and the moon shined together, the sky opened wide, and the sky was full of splendor.

After finishing this sentence, Chen Xiaoqian was already in vain, habitually called "end", and his finger stopped at the end of the keyboard.

But at this time, the strange picture of "the sun and the moon are bright together, the sky is wide open" appeared in the white picture in front of Chen Xiaoqian, and the colorful sky flooded everything.

Moments later, Chen Xiaoqian's computer chair fell backwards, and the whole person fell on the floor.

The word "end" behind the finale still flashes on the computer screen.

Late at night, there was a lot of red wine in the city of Huayuan, and in the Sijiaofang, Chen Xiaoqian slept on a red sandalwood wooden couch with gorgeous silk.

After a moment, Chen Xiaoqian woke up warily, then sat up with her eyes closed, stretched out, and murmured: "After writing the manuscript, you slept soundly..." Chen Xiaoqian realized that it seemed Something went wrong, so he suddenly opened his eyes.

But suddenly he found himself in an antique strange room, his stretched arms slowly retracted, and his eyes were staring.

After a moment, Chen Xiaoqian carefully went to bed and looked around blankly.

Chen Xiaoqian looked at the room layout, his face full of doubts.

Where is she?

It looks like an ancient room... Soon, Chen Xiaoqian had a bold guess, so he couldn't help but take a breath.

At this moment, in the eyes of Chen Xiaoqian, everything in the house had a price tag, and accompanied by the click of gold coins falling.

On the table, the cups and dishes after a feast were messy, and the price was ¥4880.

On the ground, there are wine bottles with a horizontal line and a price of 3880 yuan.

The ancient calligraphy and paintings on the wall were smeared with large pieces of ink, and the price was ￥9880-customer damage compensation.

Chen Xiaoqian flinched at the door, pushed open the door, and was frightened by the sight in front of him.

Outside the door is a very spacious atrium. The ground is full of brilliant men dressed in tulle linings. Everyone holds instruments such as zither and drums in their arms. Bright fruits and jugs are scattered on the ground. .

Chen Xiaoqian whispered the men on the ground: one, two, three, four, five, six, seven...the sound of gold coins falling wildly.

A burst of despair came to mind, Chen Xiaoqian closed the door, and retreated back to the bedroom.

Seeing this and this situation, Chen Xiaoqian simply wished to slap himself.

Chen Xiaoqian, you are gone, you earn some money, and dare to come to the nightclub to consume! Take a look at your costume appearance, you still have fun... Chen Xiaoqian is at a loss, walking around, turning around and wandering around, sweeping his clothes to a crystal wine glass on the table.

In Chen Xiaoqian's eyes, a price of 688 yuan appeared next to the crystal wine glass.