"I'm sorry, Teacher Faye Wong!" Gu Ming was very embarrassed and felt that plagiarizing other people's works was unethical.

But soon he completely abandoned this sense of morality.

"Whatever I sing first is mine."

"No problem!"

Gu Ming comforted himself.

"Classmate, what's the name of this song?" the instructor asked in a hoarse voice with red eyes.

Gu Ming understands their feelings very well. This song came out on the eve of the National Day, and it made countless people cry.

Even Gu Ming himself sang and cried several times.

"Ru wish, this song is called Ru wish!" Gu Ming said softly.

"As you wish, this prosperous age will be as you wish!"

The instructor's eyes flashed with an inexplicable look and he murmured softly.

…………

After the military training ended, Gu Ming took Cui Wenzhong back to the dormitory. There was no one in the dormitory. Lu Qiang must have accompanied Li Minghe to get stitches in the hospital.

As soon as Gu Ming sat down on the chair, he heard his phone vibrating. He picked it up and saw that it was an unfamiliar number.

Gu Ming hesitated for a moment and then picked up: "Hello, who is this?"

"Classmate, I formed a team!"

The voice sounds familiar, but I'm not sure. Let's listen again.

"you are?"

"Classmate, you just gave me 5 yuan, and you forgot about me so quickly?" A very resentful voice came from the other side of the phone.

"Oh oh oh, I haven't forgotten!" Gu Ming patted his forehead and suddenly realized.

"My name is Deng Xuanxuan, I'm waiting for you in the library!"

"Old Cui, come with me and start working!"

"okay!"

Cui Wenzhong had been waiting for Gu Ming's words. He immediately picked up his clothes and followed Gu Ming out.

Arriving on the third floor of the library, Gu Ming glanced at the corner and saw Deng Xuanxuan and three boys sitting there.

"Come on, let me introduce you."

"Cameraman, Yang Yang."

"Gaming engineer, Liu Shuran."

"Actor, Fan Lei."

Gu Ming smiled and nodded in turn.

"Is there any work? Let me take a look."

Deng Xuanxuan had already prepared it. She turned on the computer and started playing the video for Gu Ming without saying anything.

The video was probably a documentary promoting the University of Finance and Economics. Gu Ming was quite satisfied after watching it.

To be honest, this boy named Fan Lei is very photogenic in the video. He is about 185cm tall, has handsome features, a tinfoil perm, and fair skin, which makes him have many fans in school. .

The video is very good in terms of style and camerawork.

I just don’t know what kind of promotional cover Deng Xuanxuan will make. Of course, I can’t watch it now.

He moved his eyes away from the computer screen and stared at Deng Xuanxuan for a while: "You, you stole cattle at night? The circles under your eyes are so dark!"

Deng Xuanxuan felt a little guilty, coughed and quickly lowered her head: "Boss, we shot this video in two days, and we still have to edit it. It's very time-consuming. I stayed up late to make it so that we can deliver it on time."

"I told you, just let you finish it in 4 days. Why does it have to be done in 3 days? You don't want me to give you more money, right?" Gu Ming looked at her warily.

"No no no!"

Deng Xuanxuan hurriedly shook her head: "This is our first stepping-stone video. We must take it seriously, otherwise I won't trust the 1 yuan you gave me. And didn't you say that if it is done well, the follow-up All the work will be handed over to me, and I’m a little excited, so I’m... high.”

Gu Ming was silent for three seconds after listening. He didn't believe a single punctuation mark of her words. Finally, he said meaningfully: "Senior sister, stop reading those things in the future."

Deng Xuanxuan raised her head in panic, her cheeks flushed: "Boss, don't talk nonsense. It was caused by me editing all night long."

"Well, I believe you!"

"Not bad, not bad. I'm quite satisfied. If there's no problem with you guys, let's start working on the weekend, right?" Gu Ming nodded with satisfaction, changed the topic, and looked at the three of them and asked.

I had long heard Deng Xuanxuan talk about how she met a big boss, but I didn’t expect that she was so young and still wearing military training uniforms.

"Are you a freshman?"

Ever since Gu Ming came, Fan Lei had been looking at him, and when he saw that he was a freshman, his eyes were filled with disdain.

The other two people also looked at Gu Ming curiously.

Gu Ming nodded: "Yes, but this has nothing to do with our work on Sunday, right?"

Gu Ming frowned and didn't like Fan Lei looking at him like this.

"I am Xuanxuan's senior, and I'm afraid that she will meet some liars." Fan Lei crossed his arms and looked proud.

"Fan Lei, what are you doing? I told you that this matter is true, but you don't believe that I went to find someone else!" Deng Xuanxuan raised her eyebrows and sounded dissatisfied.

"No, no, no, no, Xuanxuan, I'm doing this for your own good!" Fan Lei smiled and quickly admitted his mistake.

"Boss, we'll start working on the weekend, and we promise not to be late!" The lighting engineer named Liu Shuran hurriedly smoothed things over.

Gu Ming nodded: "Meet you at the school gate at 6 o'clock on Saturday morning. Don't be late."

The two of them left the library. Cui Wenzhong, who had been silent all this time, finally couldn't help it anymore: "Lao Gu, that Fan Lei disrespects you so much!"

"Old Cui, let's not get angry with others over this matter. He did really well and I need him very much now. He does the work, and we'll just give him the money and that's it."

"There's no need to be hard on yourself."

Gu Ming didn't want to tell Cui Wenzhong too much. This kind of thing needs to be understood, and telling too much would be bad.

Cui Wenzhong stood there thoughtfully.

"You go back first, I'll go do something."

Gu Ming saw the message Han Xiaochu sent him.

…………

Downstairs in the Literature Department, a round-faced girl stood next to Han Xiaochu.

"Xiaochu, can I really do this?" The round-faced girl held a notebook in her arms and looked a little nervous.

"Don't be afraid, you can definitely do it!"

"He's here!"

"Classmate, when you left last time, I heard you said that you wanted to find someone with good writing skills, starting at 1 per thousand words. I wonder if that's still enough?" Han Xiaochu stared into Gu Ming's eyes and confirmed.

Gu Ming nodded after hearing this, a little dumbfounded. This senior is a bit obsessed with money, she must be a Taurus.

"This is a book written by my roommate. Take a look." Han Xiaochu winked at the round-faced girl.

Gu Ming took her book and opened it to read.

This was amazing, I was fascinated by it as soon as I saw it. After about 1 minutes, Gu Ming turned to the last page, widened his eyes, and asked anxiously: "It's gone? Is it gone now?"

The round-faced girl was shocked: "I, I haven't finished writing yet!"

"call…"

"Is this okay?" the round-faced girl asked nervously.

But Gu Ming slowly shook his head. Seeing this, Han Xiaochu and the others gradually became depressed, and the round-faced girl even looked bitter.

"Xiaochu, let me just say no, no one wants my style!" the round-faced girl said with a bitter expression.

The round-faced girl wrote a kind of supernatural thriller novel, but unfortunately it only had a story line narrated in the first person. Gu Ming told her his request.

At this moment, Gu Ming changed the subject.

"Your writing is indeed good, but what I want is a multi-perspective first-person narrative style. Can you write it?"

The round-faced girl's eyes lit up and she instantly understood what Gu Ming meant.

"Can"

"Then when can you hand it over to me?"

"5 days!"

"Okay, but let's make a contract first. I will run this book for you, and the income will be 37 yuan."

"How about you 7 and me 3?"

Gu Ming wants to open a script-killing studio. In a few years, this entertainment method will sweep through major universities.

"what?"

"Don't refuse in a hurry. If the quality of every book you write in the future passes the standard, I will accept it. If the sales are good, I will share it 55%. In the future, I will open a studio. You will receive dividends every year and your income will be 1... "

"5!"

The round-faced girl's eyes widened. She swallowed, stretched out her little hand and counted with her fingers how much 5 was.

Han Xiaochu also looked at it with a look of disbelief, and at the same time he envied his good friend.

Seemingly seeing through Han Xiaochu's thoughts, Gu Ming said: "You don't have to envy her. You and her have different routes. I can also guarantee that your annual income will be the same as hers."

"Even taller than him!"

"Really, really?" Han Xiaochu opened his mouth slightly, as if he couldn't believe what Gu Ming said.

"Give it a try." Gu Ming shrugged.

"Sign the contract!" The round-faced girl's eyes flashed, she put down her fingers and said decisively.

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