revived

Ren Hao coughed guiltyly: "Are you awake? Then let's go to the next pool for bubbles."

two hours later.

The three of them who soaked in almost all the hot spring pools were a little tired. Cui Wenwen was thin and suggested to leave after taking two pills. Ren Hao and Xia Wanqiu also nodded in agreement.

After getting out of Longmai Hot Spring, Ren Hao asked someone to inquire about the bus location, only to find out that this is the terminus, and the bus with a nine-character prefix only leaves every half an hour, and there are already many people waiting there at the station. .

When the three of them passed by, the car just exited the station.

Ren Hao protected the two of them in the back and squeezed into the car with all his strength. Fortunately, they were lucky and got three seats in the back row.Ren Hao consciously sat in the back, leaving the two adjacent seats in front of him for them.

Xia Wanqiu didn't say anything, and immediately sat down with a sullen face. Cui Wenwen hesitated and sat down too.

The car drove for a while.

Cui Wenwen peeked at Xia Wanqiu who seemed to be asleep from the corner of her eye, swayed her body, and looked at her again, feeling a little restless.I don't know if it's an illusion, but Cui Wenwen always felt that under Xia Wanqiu's closed eyelids, there was always a bunch of scrutinizing eyes on her.

Finally, when the car entered the city, Cui Wenwen stood up with a mournful face, lying on the back of the high chair and looking at Ren Hao: "Ren Hao, um, um, can we change seats?"

"why?"

"I, I'm a little motion sick, so I have to lean against the window."

"Oh, okay." Ren Hao got up and squeezed out.

Cui Wenwen thanked her, and then fled away from the hot seat.Looking out the window, Cui Wenwen felt that the sky was blue, the clouds were light, and the wind was light. In short, everything seemed much better.

For a moment, she was full of emotion.

……

When Ren Hao walked to Cui Wenwen's seat, he saw Xia Wanqiu's vacant eyelids quickly closed, and she leaned there quietly, as if she was asleep.

Um?what's the situation?

Ren Hao was confused by Xia Wanqiu's strange behavior, and sat down blinking. Then, from the corner of his eyes, Xia Wanqiu's right hand next to his left hand moved slightly, half curled up there, as if calling him .

Ren Hao stared at her blankly, and tentatively pressed the back of his hand against hers.

Xia Wanqiu remained motionless.

Ren Hao was even more surprised. This time, he took the courage to hold her little hand instead, and their palms were tightly pressed together.

Xia Wanqiu was motionless!

She is clearly awake!But why... why don't you hide?

Ren Hao broke out in a cold sweat!

Evil door!It's so wicked!

Ren Hao suppressed his excitement, pinched her, and then separated her fingers one by one, and slowly inserted them through the gaps between her fingers, presenting a way of holding hands crossed and reversed.

Even so, Xia Wanqiu remained motionless!

Ren Hao: "..."

Chapter 120 Contract, Guardian, 20

Peace Gate Station.

Ren Hao glanced out the window, and bid farewell to Xia Wanqiu and Cui Wenwen one by one. Xia Wanqiu was still asleep and didn't say anything, while Cui Wenwen waved to him: "Goodbye."

After getting off the bus, Ren Hao followed the tail of the bus with his eyes until it disappeared around the corner. Then Ren Hao looked away, squatted on the ground, hugged his head and smirked: "God, am I dreaming? The most old-fashioned and most obsessed in the high school attached to the Normal University. The harsh Xia Wanqiu... actually asked me to hold hands! God! It's unbelievable to think about it! Isn't this too nonsense?"

Ren Hao's posture at this time was really indecent. Looking at the pointing eyes around him, he tidied up his mind and went home contentedly.

……

October 45, at [-]:[-] in the morning.

While Ren Hao was still sleeping late, his mother Zhuo Yuqin pulled him out of the bed: "Xiao Hao! Wake up! Your phone number!"

Ren Hao turned over in a daze, grabbed the backgammon extension next to the pillow, and pressed the connect button: "Hi, hello, I'm Ren Hao."

"It's me, are you still sleeping?"

"You are?" Ren Hao suddenly woke up: "Oh, it's Shang Qing, hehe, I'm still sleeping late, sorry, sorry." At this time, Ren Hao felt that the noise on the phone was much heavier than usual, and the voice There was a taste of ghosting, he immediately gave a wry smile, and without looking back, he covered the phone and said, "Mom, don't eavesdrop."

There was a heavy hum from the side, and Zhuo Yuqin muttered: "It's a woman again! I said why he hasn't been home every day for the past month! Humph!"

Ren Hao rubbed his temples, and only listened to Shang Qing on the phone saying: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry to disturb your sleep, hehe, um, let's get down to business, the contract has been signed, because this time it's an exception It is not a contract with a native, so a Chinese contract has to be prepared. It took some time until today. The company needs your personal details now. If it is convenient now, can you tell me? Then get it After finishing this, I will send you the electronic version of the contract, you can print it out and sign it, and then send it to us and it will be OK.”

"Okay, thank you very much, so where do I start? Name? Home address?" After asking Shang Qing here, Ren Hao waved back: "Mom, bring our household registration book here."

"What account book do you want?"

"Oh, just give it to me first, and I'll tell you after I hang up the phone. Come on, it's here waiting for use."

"Hmph! It's so mysterious! If you don't explain to me in a while! See if I won't punish you!" Zhuo Yuqin angrily threw the account book on the bed: "Here you are!"

Shang Qing said: "First of all, confirm your name, Ren is arbitrary Ren, and Hao is the one with a flat sun above and a sky below, right?"

"Yes."

"Gender male, right?"

"haha, yes."

Shang Qing said with some embarrassment: "I also act according to the rules, and I have to confirm each one. Even if there is a slight negligence, the electronic version of the contract sent to you may be invalid, and you have to make a new one."

"I understand, you can continue to ask."

"And then age."

Ren Hao thought for a while, then said hesitantly, "17 years old."

"Oh, 17 years old." Shang Qing typed it into the company's computer with the keyboard: "Then there is your contact number and family address... live... what! You said you are 17 years old!?"

"Yeah, it's my birthday in a few days. To be precise, I'm still 16 now."

"Hehe, you are so humorous. I just said that as long as there is a mistake, the contract may be voided. Ren Hao, this is not a joke. Besides, you have to attach a copy of your ID card at the end. You can't do it fakely. Well, I Ask again, your age..."

Ren Hao scratched his head: "Ten days away from 17 years old."

Shang Qing: "...§&&§#@￥#@@#￥￥!!!"

"I told you last time, I'm still a high school student."

"Ahem, I'm sorry, but, it just feels a little weird." Shang Qing hesitated for a moment and said, "This is troublesome. If you are 17 years old, you can't sign the contract like this."

"What do you mean?"

"A 17-year-old is still a minor, and it is impossible to sign a contract with Risheng alone." Shang Qing paused, "However, as long as your guardian also signs the contract, there is no problem, but the contract itself still needs to be done." A little modification, um, I will ask the copyright department to change this later."

Shang Qing then asked a lot of questions, and Ren Hao told her according to the household registration book, and finally, he also told Shang Qing the information of the guardian Zhuo Yuqin.

"Okay, let me sort out the content first, turn on the computer in 10 minutes, and I will pass the complete contract to you, okay?"

"Okay, thank you."

"You are too polite."

After hanging up the phone, Ren Hao, who was wearing shorts, went down to turn on the computer, and then heard a familiar voice: "Hao, are you negotiating a contract with that Japanese company?"

Ren Hao heard the sound and looked, and saw Fan Qirong sitting on the big bed with her parents, looking at him with a smile.

"Ah, Aunt Rong, when did you come?" Ren Hao jumped up and jumped onto the bed, slipped back into the bed, his face was hot: "Why didn't you say anything when you came? No clothes."

Fan Qirong's mouth curled into a charming smile: "Auntie has been here for a long time, you fell asleep, so naturally you can't see me."

"Hehe, I went swimming with my classmates yesterday. I was so tired that I didn't get up." Ren Hao put on a pair of pants under the bed, and then he dared to come out shirtless: "I heard from my mother last time that you Are you moving? Have you found a good place?"

Fan Qirong nodded: "Auntie bought a suite with the Cuilin Community on the You'anmen side, and the full payment has already been paid, about 38 yuan, and it can be renovated in a few days." Unlike Ren Hao's house, even if Fan Qirong didn't get it With the demolition money of this one-story house, she has enough money to buy another house. After all, although her previous novels were not popular, she definitely made a lot of money.

But as far as Ren Hao knew, Fan Qirong spent almost all of her savings on this apartment. In her previous life, she waited for the demolition money to come down before she had the money to decorate it.

"By the way, Mom, how many meters did our family assess? How much per meter?"

"It's more than 9000 per meter. Calculated based on the construction area, it can get over 30 yuan, less than 31 yuan." When the matter of the house was mentioned, Zhuo Yuqin began to worry, and changed the subject one by one, "Who called just now? I want my account book and my ID number? What do you mean? Also, what is the Japanese company that Aunt Rong mentioned?"

Ren Xueyu also put down the morning paper and paid attention to this topic.

Ren Hao originally wanted to tell them when he got the money, but now things have changed, and if he didn't make it clear to his mother, she wouldn't sign on the guardian's column.

While turning on the computer and connecting to the Internet, Ren Hao explained to his mother, "Do you still remember the English I typed every day before school started? That is called animation script, and the main content is to write an animation plot language and so on."

"Animation? Gourd baby?"

"Uh, it's roughly the same. Anyway, let me just say it briefly. The animation script written by your son was adopted by Risheng Animation Production Company in Japan. They want to make it according to the script I gave, so naturally they have to sign a contract with me and give me money."

Zhuo Yuqin was surprised: "Return your money?"

"Of course, if I don't give money, wouldn't I be full from the busyness?" Ren Haoshun made up a nonsense: "What do you think I don't go home all the time? Is it because I'm so busy?" The matter of the script! Well, in a while, the contract will come, I have printed it, please remember to sign it for me."

"Wait." Zhuo Yuqin's face became worried: "Don't be a liar, right? Think about it, what kind of good company can you get for a company that Gao Shengsheng wrote?"

Ren Xueyu agreed with one side: "You have to be more cautious."

Can you two have a little faith in me?

Ren Hao smiled wryly: "You two are commendable for your caution, but this matter has already been settled, trust your son's eyes."

Zhuo Yuqin and Ren Xueyu are still not very convinced. Do you think that a high school student can earn a little Japanese money by just writing a few strokes?

So the money came so easily?

The corner of Fan Qirong's mouth curled into a mature arc, she walked over slowly, and stroked Ren Hao's hair approvingly: "To be honest, when Auntie wrote sentences for you, she actually wanted to coax you to play for a while, anyway, no matter what In the same way, it is impossible for Japan to ask for it? When you taste the taste of failure, you give up by yourself, haha, Auntie apologizes to you." This is the first time Aunt Rong touched her head after the two became estranged. Woolen cloth.

"No, no, I can't bear your apology. Without you, I wouldn't even be able to finish the script, let alone get the money." Ren Hao bowed to her sincerely: "This is basically all about you. Thanks to you, Aunt Rong, thank you."

Fan Qirong smiled and pinched her face, but said nothing.

Ren Hao was very happy in his heart. It seemed that his success and his relationship with Aunt Rong seemed to be warming up.

"Why are you still bothering your aunt Rong?" Zhuo Yuqin made a serious face: "You child, you are actually causing trouble! Your aunt Rong has to write books every day, so how can she have time to mess around with you? Hmph, even If you earn money, how much can you earn? One thousand or two thousand? Hmph, your Aunt Rong can earn thousands of dollars by writing a few hundred words. Aren’t you making trouble for others? No, I have to write your own in the future! Aunt Rong is here, did you hear me?"

Zhuo Yuqin felt quite sorry.

Just as Aunt Rong was about to speak, Ren Hao said first, "Uh, that's not acceptable. Without Aunt Rong's help, it would be very difficult for me to complete the script. If I sign the contract and fail to complete it, it will be a breach of contract and I will lose money. Mom, don't worry, after the money comes down, I will give it to Aunt Rong first, I understand."

Ren Xueyu frowned: "Tell me, how much money can I get?"

Ren Hao stared at the computer and pondered for a while: "About... 20."

Not only Zhuo Yuqin and Ren Xueyu, but even Aunt Rong who kept smiling was stunned!

20?

Fan Qirong's best-selling book can't earn 20!

Ren Xueyu's salary for 20 years is not 20!

Three people: "..."

Chapter 121 Guest, Script

Zhuo Yuqin raised her little finger and plucked her ears, "Are you sure it's 20? 20 coins?" Seeing her son nodding, Zhuo Yuqin and Ren Xueyu looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

At this time, there was a ticking sound from the computer. Ren Hao saw that it was Shang Qing who had spoken on ICQ, so he hurriedly discussed the remaining matters with her.After finishing these, Fan Qirong asked for the framework script of "DEATH-NOTE", saying that the dialogue would be finished as soon as possible so that Ren Hao could deliver the manuscript as soon as possible.

……

In the past two days, Ren Hao has been busy with the contract. He went to the bank because he had to go through the transfer procedures between China and Japan, foreign exchange exchange, etc. Before leaving, Ren Hao stopped at the door for a while, then turned back Go, and withdraw all the more than 2 yuan from the bank card.

These are the rewards given by the government and the money knocked from Zhou Kailiang's father, and it is also Ren Hao's entire property.

After sending the contract to the address written by Shang Qing, Ren Hao immediately went to Aunt Rong's house.

He knocked on the door and went in, only to see that Aunt Rong was sitting in front of the desk rubbing her eyes. It seemed that she was either asleep or just woke up.

"Coming?" It was a bit cloudy today, Fan Qirong turned off the desk lamp and turned up the light, "It's just right, if you don't come, Auntie is going to look for you, Hao, come and sit down."

Aunt Rong beckoned him to sit beside her, then handed him the book on the desk: "Let's have a look."

Ren Hao took it over curiously, "Ah? Isn't this the script of "DEATH-NOTE"? Isn't it, Aunt Rong! You wrote it in two days? Isn't it too fast?" It's enough for me to write only the frame plot. It's a week.

Fan Qirong smiled softly: "Auntie saw that you were in a hurry to use it, so she hurriedly finished it. You can go back and modify it according to your own wishes, and you should be able to submit the manuscript, right?"

"Thank you so much."

"You're welcome. Auntie is more than happy to see you fighting so hard."

"Aunt Rong, um, I want to talk to you about something serious." Ren Hao's face suddenly turned serious, with a very serious look: "Without your help, it would be basically impossible for me to complete this script by myself... ..."