What should I do if I am critically ill at the beginning and divorced by my little diva?

Xiao Han lay down for a while before he recovered, looking resentfully at Lin Qingluo, who was still overjoyed next to him.

It seems that this will probably become one of the jokes in his life.

In a joyful atmosphere, the acceptance staff came forward carrying a scale.

"Hello teachers, the task time has come, and now we need to check and accept your results."

With that said, they put the scale on the ground.

Is it finally the acceptance stage? Xiao Han stood up slowly, holding on to the back of his chair, and stood in front of the scale with Lin Qingluo's help.

He had to watch the scale being weighed with his own eyes, and the show crew had to be careful because of their urinary nature.

I don’t know how much he and Lin Qingluo gained and whether they can get the highest reward.

"Teachers, please see, there is nothing wrong with the scale. If confirmed, we will start now."

The staff opens the display screen and resets it to zero.

"let's start."

After speaking, Xiao Han took out his mobile phone and opened the calculator.

He must keep records at all times to prevent the program team from falling short.

"This is ten kilograms, this is twelve kilograms, this is eight kilograms..."

Each time a staff member was called, Xiao Han reported the number on his cell phone.

A few minutes later, the staff carried the last basket of papayas and straightened up.

"This basket of papaya weighs twenty-six kilograms. Wait a minute, let's do the math."

The recording staff next to me took out a calculator and started pressing it.

"Two teachers, the total of all fruits is [-] kilograms. Do you think this is correct?"

Xiao Han looked at the numbers on his phone and nodded to her.

"If you confirm it is correct, we will report the results to you."

When the staff saw Xiao Han nodding, he put away his notebook and went back.

"Wait a minute, there is still a weight that has not been added. It was promised by your horse director at noon."

Thinking of the extra victory gained at noon, Xiao Han called out to them.

The two looked at Xiao Han doubtfully. The director didn't tell them this.

Xiaoyu, the assistant next to her, came forward quickly when she saw this. She was one of Similu's beneficiaries at noon.

"Director Ma did promise that there will be five papayas in total, plus five kilograms for the two teachers."

Xiaoyu explained to the two of them.

"Five kilograms? Those are the five largest ones. They have to be counted as ten kilograms. If you don't believe me, you can try to pick five big ones."

When he heard that it was only counted as five kilograms, Xiao Han quit and shouted.

He was about to walk towards the bamboo basket containing papaya.

"Okay, okay, I'll give you ten kilograms. Be careful and don't get hurt again."

Xiaoyu next to him saw Xiao Han's actions and was so frightened that he quickly stepped forward to stop him.

This man needs to be treated with care. It has only been a few days since the show started and he has already been injured three times including this time.

You said you're not a crispy college student, so why are you so easily injured?

As Xiao Han's assistant during the show, Xiaoyu was also a little tired.

"Okay, in this case, the final score of the two teachers is [-] kilograms."

Seeing that Xiao Han and the two had no objections, the staff all breathed a sigh of relief.

The task here was completed, Xiao Han and Lin Qingluo walked slowly towards the hotel.

It was the papayas held in their arms that stood out.

They had already taken them off. Adhering to the principle of never wasting anything, the two of them took two back.

The main reason is that I didn’t eat enough papaya and sago at noon.

"Sister Qingluo, how do you think the four groups did? I feel that our harvest must be first."

Xiao Han is full of confidence when talking about this.

After a comparison, their tasks were relatively easy.

Lin Qingluo nodded slightly beside him.

She suddenly remembered something and tilted her head to look at Xiao Han.

"Xiaohan, do you have any plans for the articles you will participate in the short story competition?"

Thinking of the request from the company's film and television department that Lin Wan conveyed, Lin Qingluo asked.

"Are you talking about "A Chinese Ghost Story" and "Painted Skin"?"

Xiao Han looked at Lin Qingluo in confusion, wondering why she suddenly mentioned this.

"Sister Wan called me again after I got back last night and asked me to ask you about some of your novels. I asked if you have any intention of adapting them. The film and television department of the company is very interested."

The Lin Group is not only involved in the entertainment industry, but its strength in other industries cannot be underestimated. It is a comprehensive business group.

The development of the company's film and television department in the past two years has been unsatisfactory, and the several major productions it invested in have not brought the expected benefits.

Can't hold one's head high in the group.

No, the head of the film and television department, who was worried about not having a good script, noticed a few articles by Xiao Han at the reminder of the screenwriter.

After reading it, I was immediately amazed. This story is so suitable for adaptation.

When he learned that Xiao Han was participating in the show with his eldest daughter and their relationship was not bad, he contacted Lin Wan directly.

Only then did Lin Qingluo ask.

"Adaptation?"

Xiao Han looked at Lin Qingluo thoughtfully. Judging from the current situation of the studio, cooperating with Lin would be the best choice.

"We really have this plan, and we already have a script."

Xiao Han said frankly.

"Is there a script already? Which one is it?"

Hearing that Xiao Han really had plans, Lin Qingluo also became interested.

"It's the "Painted Skin" part. I'll send you the script when I get back later. If the conditions are right, we can cooperate."

Xiao Han's mind changed slightly and he decided to take out "Painted Skin" first.

As for "A Chinese Ghost Story", he plans to keep it for himself when the time comes and make it a treasure trove of the studio.

"Painting the skin? I've read that article. The story is quite strong. It should look good when filmed."

Lin Qingluo recalled what he had read and nodded in agreement.

The content of the conversation between the two has been broadcast through live broadcast.

The friends in the live broadcast room became excited instantly. They did not expect that such big news would be revealed during the chat between the two.

"Hey, can you just say this casually? Shouldn't we discuss the feasibility in confidence first?"

"What should I do if I start looking forward to it inexplicably? I like this novel, so hurry up and start filming."

"Are these novels written by Xiao Han? Are they true or false?"

"Did the person upstairs just get access to the Internet? You don't even know this. Xiao Han is now recognized as a great talent."

"Lin has not released a hit product for several years. It should be a good opportunity to cooperate with Xiao Han this time. I look forward to it~"

"..."

Unknowingly, Xiao Han and Lin Qingluo have become hot spots, and several recent hot searches are related to them.

Ma Liang happily watched the rising popularity of the live broadcast room, and became even more satisfied with Xiao Han and the two.

As the sun set, five couples returned to the hotel one after another. Except for Xiao Han, the others were all embarrassed.

Under the leadership of the assistant, they went straight to the hotel lobby to gather.

After the meeting, Wei Daxun and others looked at each other, their eyes were red, and they collectively cursed the director for not being a human being.

They have never suffered such grievances since they entered the entertainment industry, and this day has been a miserable experience for them.

Several people aggressively searched for Ma Liang everywhere, intending to seek revenge on him.

Xiao Han and Lin Qingluo watched from the side and smiled, these few conspicuous bags were enough.

How could Ma Liang comply with their wishes and hide in the console alone, laughing.

I just sent an assistant to take charge of the overall situation.