God's Palette

"I'll remove the backseat and go."

Chapter 286: The Book

—she was caught.

At the always raucous 02:30 in the afternoon, the intersection in the city center.

Even if the red light turns to green and all vehicles start moving forward, Xia Xun can only park on the side of the road with pedestrians.The only difference is that pedestrians are waiting for the green light, while Xia Xun can only wait for the elder sister of the traffic police to judge herself.

To be honest, she was quite guilty, because she really didn't have any documents.Whether it is a driver's license or a license plate for the motorcycle, there is none.And the current traffic law restricts things like motorcycles quite a bit, but she is really driving illegally...

But Xia Xun had already expected this moment. In other words, it was quite surprising that he was stopped by the traffic police after almost an hour on the road.

Of course, even though I have a guilty conscience, it doesn't mean I'm afraid.

In this world, the theocracy of soap bubbles is above the law!

The elder sister of the traffic policeman walked towards her, and everyone around her looked at her, not only because the big guy Xia Xun was riding was really handsome, but also because she was more attractive in person—this was still the case when she was wearing a motorcycle helmet.

Xia Xun tilted the motorcycle, and stepped firmly on the asphalt road with his moccasin boots.

The new black paint surface reflects the curious faces of passers-by, and the silver exhaust pipe keeps quiet.

Without turning her head, she fumbled behind her with her hands wearing half-finger gloves, because the camera bag was strapped to the extra place behind the seat.He opened the outer pocket and groped lightly with his fingers.

"Ma'am, please show—" The elder sister of the traffic policeman didn't have a good face, and she had already arrived beside her.

"Give."

Before the other party finished speaking, Xia Xun's two fingers swam out of his pocket, and he took a piece of paper.

A4 paper, and it is torn at will.Something that looked like a human face was scribbled on it, and a string of characters were written like a child's play house, but this is Xia Xun's passport to gallop the world, and it is the sacred paper dyed by the Creator with theocracy.Although the people around didn't think anything was wrong, Xia Xun felt awkward when he took it out...

Fortunately, everything in the world is working normally.

The eldest sister of the traffic police took the piece of paper and flipped through it for a while.

"..."

"How?" After finishing speaking, Xia Xunkong stretched his hand back, wiped the face of the helmet, lifted up the black coating, and showed his face to the traffic police lady, "Any questions?"

If the countdown to the red light is not still running, the world seems to have stopped for a few seconds.Although the elder sister of the traffic policeman was stunned, she did not forget her duty, and carefully handed back Xia Xun's ID: "How old are you... No more, drive carefully." Although there is a small incongruity, the ID is very Quickly erase those troubles.

"it is good."

She wiped it down with her hand, and her hearty smile was blocked by the dumb black lenses.The engine hummed again. It seized the green light with only a few seconds left, dragged the flowing black shadow, and carried her forward.

Except for this time, Xia Xun was really not embarrassed by the traffic police and the like, but got a lot of attention.Everyone definitely doesn't care much about the expensive price of this locomotive, they are only curious and sighing. I didn't expect to see such a big guy in the city in broad daylight...

And Xia Xun, who completely covered his face in the helmet, naturally had no worries, completely discarded his face along the way, whenever he came across someone he wanted to take a picture of, he immediately took out his camera and pressed the shutter without any hesitation.Then, with a slight twist of the accelerator, you can slip away in no time.

This way of street photography is really cool.

……

After dawdling on the road for about an hour and a half, Xia Xun finally arrived at the place.

Ye She's signboard looked faded, hanging on the door of the two-storey building.On the nearby parking lot, there was a rather luxurious car, and a Ford that looked a bit shabby—but it was different from usual, and there were also cars that I hadn’t seen much before, probably some members of Yeshe Bar?Probably another girl.

Thinking of all these miscellaneous things, she also drove over, preparing to stop.

"...Brother Xun?" Unexpectedly, a familiar face suddenly appeared in the luxury car next to him, it was Ye Qianluo, "Your camera bag...and this temperament, and... And this unparalleled figure in the world, it must be Brother Xun!!"

"It's my fault." She took off her helmet, her long hair fell back to her shoulders quickly, and she smoothed it gently with her five fingers, "Good afternoon, President Ye."

"Okay, shit, Brother Xun, why did you get a motorcycle?"

"I don't have a means of transportation, so I bought this one myself, and I am very happy to drive it."

Ye Qianluo looked around with complicated eyes, then sighed and shook her head: "If this is seen by Zhuan Zhuan, she will be so sore that she won't be able to sleep for several days."

"She's not that petty."

"No... just yes." After getting along for a long time, even if it was such a coincidence, the two of them could chat without any barriers, and they chatted naturally, "When I first met me, Zhuanzhuan was just a kid in the first year of high school. Crazy acid me all day long... When I first met you, Zhuan Zhuan was not less acid."

Xia Xun was stunned: "I really don't know..." Didn't she call out "Brother Xun~~~" very sweetly at that time?

After exposing his good friend's old background, Ye Qianluo remembered to get out of the car, but he did not forget to pick up a stack of papers in his hand.After chatting for a few more words, Xia Xun realized that Ye Qianluo was looking for something in the car, and happened to run into Xia Xun who had just arrived.

"Brother Xun, you cover your face, that figure shocked me, I was just thinking that there is such a beauty in Ye She..."

"After all, I paid for it when I was reincarnated."

Although this seemed to be a boast, Ye Qianluo didn't feel disgusted at all, and even secretly lamented Xia Xun's speaking skills.Just like that, she took Xia Xun to Ye She.On the way, they chatted one after another, and the topic was nothing more than the upcoming XD conference and the reason why they got together now——

back manuscript.

Previously, when the organizer of the XD conference finalized the time, location, and many other details, and notified all relevant parties, the organizer also handed over another piece of information to the person who was scheduled to appear on the show.

It was something called a "table book".

Even a famous young lady like Ye Qianluo is also a participant in an event and has a considerable role in the show.Therefore, the organizer plucked up the courage and handed over the script to Ye Qianluo.In short, the script is written in advance before the so-called "live" program is broadcast live.

The drama required for various programs is detailed above.

Like lines.

Which lines have any meaning?What lines can shape the character?What are the stupid, stupid, and brainless lines that can attract negative traffic on the Internet for the show?All kinds of details are actually set by the script.No matter how famous the participants are, they will respect the script as much as possible-of course, the script will also respect the big names.