Entertainment, I am a great artist

At five o'clock in the morning, Zeng Qiongman pushed open the door of the ward.

In the room, Chen Jiu was soundly asleep, while Fang Yi was still writing at his desk.

Around him, there are at least a few hundred pages of various manuscript papers.

Some were scattered on the table, and some floated to the ground.

Zeng Qiongman looked at the messy scene in surprise, hesitated for a moment, walked forward, picked up the manuscript paper, and glanced at it roughly.

A variety of varieties, everything.

Fang Yi, what are you doing?
Zeng Qiongman gave Fang Yi a strange look, and at this time, Fang Yi also realized that he saw Zeng Qiongman.

She raised her head and smiled slightly, "Sister Zeng, you are here."

"Xiaoyi, haven't you rested yet?"

"It's okay if you want to do more." Fang Yi rubbed his eyes, stood up, "help me clean up, I'm going out to smoke a cigarette."

"Row!"

Zeng Qiongman gave Fang Yi a complicated look, but said nothing.

As a dancer who has known Fang Yi not long ago, Zeng Qiongman couldn't tell her feelings for Fang Yi.

Sometimes, he is like his younger brother, sometimes, like his own teacher.

Also sometimes, like a perfect lover.

What it is, Zeng Qiongman himself can't say.

Especially after returning from Mengzhou, this hazy feeling became more and more intense.

I remembered that night in Mengzhou.

That day, with the courage Shi Manan gave her, the two spent the night in the room. Although nothing happened, Zeng Qiongman thought a lot.

he,
brave!

Responsible!

effort!

Never compromise.

No matter how difficult it is, in his hands, it is as simple as if it will come to fruition.

Do you like him?

If you say you don't like it, you don't believe it. If you say you like it, you don't have the courage to pierce the window paper.

In particular, knowing that Chen Jiu was his real girlfriend, this relationship was deeply buried in his heart.

I would like to be by his side.

He also used his own ability to make himself from being unknown to being a little famous today.

until yesterday.

Yesterday, when Fang Yi's arrangements for the company broke out on the Internet, and countless people called him a scumbag, Zeng Qiongman didn't believe it. After all, how could such an excellent boy ignore his girlfriend?

However, it was powerless to refute.

There are all kinds of facts in front of you, how unbelievable it is.So much so that from yesterday to now, Zeng Qiongman has been thinking, what is Fang Yi thinking in his heart?
Is it to treat the disease of old wine, is there not enough money?

No, for this disease, money doesn't mean much anymore. What's more, according to the news on the Internet, Fang Yi's company can raise billions of dollars in assets.

So, is it because Fang Yi doesn't care about old wine?
He wrote songs for her, made movies for her, and built a snowman with her. Everything seemed so beautiful, but in the end, it was such a result.

I can't figure it out at all.

Although Zeng Qiongman didn't want to admit it, the perfect image of Fang Yi in his heart was still shaken in his heart.

Last night, Zeng Qiongman didn't fall asleep until very late.

Today, she originally wanted to get up and say goodbye to him, but as soon as she entered the ward, she swallowed the words that had been brewing in the middle of the night.

The courage he mustered up was instantly shattered.

"Alas..." Sighing, Zeng Qiongman couldn't help but sat down beside the bed and looked at Chen Jiu who was asleep.

His eyes were in a trance, not knowing where he fell.

At this moment, Fang Yi's voice on the phone suddenly came from outside the door.

"Editor Qi, "The Richest Man" is coming to an end. The new article has been sent to your mailbox. Yes, it is called "The Tribulation of Ten Thousand Races". Go as fast as you can..."

Then comes the next call.

"Sister, the update of "One Piece" will temporarily slow down recently. The new comic is called "Slam Dunk". You can talk to the editor and go online as soon as possible. The update is tentatively scheduled to be [-] times a day. Don't worry, I can keep up with the speed." .”

"Mr. Mo, the game of "World of Warcraft" has been completed, please file it as soon as possible."

"Mr. Luo, Fei Lingling, Qin Lin, Tao Yi, Lin Xiaoyu, and others are all preparing to hit the February New Songs Chart. I request that there be enough publicity, and they must occupy a certain share of the list."

"Teacher, I suddenly had an idea for a new kind of porcelain recently. You can try to burn it. The new kind of porcelain can be called Luzhou pastel, which is a variant of five-color porcelain."

……

Make calls one by one.

At first, Zeng Qiongman thought that Fang Yi was just an ordinary work arrangement, but when he heard the end, he couldn't help opening his mouth.

How much did he do in one night?
Yes, Zeng Qiongman has been by Fang Yi's side for the past few days because of the New Year's prospect, and he knows that he is so busy that it is impossible to spare time.

However, you have just finished your New Year's Outlook, and you have dealt with so many things in just one night?
Is he a robot?
His eyes couldn't help falling on the manuscript paper in his hand again.

Immediately, I found that there were several dance designs on the manuscript paper in my hand.

"Love of Birds"!
"Spirit of the Bird"!
"moon"!
Although the handwriting on the manuscript paper was scribbled, every detail of the dance was drawn out.

Can't help but expand the sub-camera of the moon.

Under a huge bright moon, the actors showed the tenderness, tranquility and maternal brilliance of women through the display of their bodies.

Between heaven and earth, under the moon.

The actor has become the sole master of the world, as if doing a holy prayer.

It's so beautiful.

Compared with the two trees, this dance called "Moonlight" highlights the role of women more, so much so that even Zeng Qiongman's soul is hooked into it.

Can't help but open his arms, showing the picture on the sub-camera.

At this moment, suddenly, the door was pushed open again.

Shimanan walked in.

"Sister Shi." Zeng Qiongman seemed to be drunk, his face was slightly drunk, "You are here."

"Well, Xiao Yi just said that today he will give the studio a filming."

"Movie?"

"Yes, I just ran into Xiao Yi at the door and said that the manuscript has been written."

"I am searching."

Zeng Qiongman hastily put aside the dance manuscript and began to read it.

Sure enough, in a pile of manuscript papers, I found a movie script.

Just like the dance just now, although the script of the movie is messy, the settings are extremely detailed.

lines!

Soundtrack!

Split shots!
Eloquently, I wrote at least hundreds of pages of manuscript paper.

The two looked at each other and turned to the first page of the script.

Movie name:

Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon!