About the Reaper living next door

Tell me every word, I actually thought I knew something about you.

But I am still an outsider.

Ke Fu gritted his teeth, only in this way could he restrain his trembling.

Lin Jiangchen seized the opportunity to jump down from the opponent's arms, propped himself against the wall and glared at him, silently protesting.Ke Fu obviously didn't intend to just give up, he passed through his waist without any explanation, and hugged him again, aggressively:

"Am I one of the unrelated people?"

"Ke Fu!" Lin Jiangchen didn't know why his breathing was disordered, and he didn't care about the cold sweat sliding down his cheeks, and said sharply: "Did you fucking say it's enough? I'm doing it for you. Understand, let go! Don't think I don't Knowing how to do things, taking advantage of others’ dangers, you feel a sense of accomplishment, don’t you? If it wasn’t for me—”

The sound stopped abruptly.

Lin Jiangchen almost slipped out about backlash, and couldn't hold back any other words for a long time, so he just kept silent.

The voice spoke again, like complaining, but also like self-deprecating:

"...Is it really that difficult?"

Lin Jiangchen was forced to have nothing to say, and there was no room for his usual eloquence.

Because Ke Fu was right, the purpose of his rush to repay the favor was to put Ke Fu back into the ranks of irrelevant people as soon as possible, and become an ordinary one among the countless clients he handled.

Neighbors, yes.Ordinary friends, yes.

He can't and doesn't dare to overstep above that.

But he never thought that Ke Fu would notice it so quickly and act so tough and resistant.

In his impression, this young man who was six years younger than him had never lost his temper as a human being. Today he just stayed in Mengda for half an hour and couldn't help complaining. Ke Fu's appearance was hundreds of times that of him. The scene of going to school for the first time can be imagined.

Even though he was being pointed around like a monkey every day in school, Ke Fu was still polite when talking to others, without any hint of impatience.

Think about it.Lin Jiangchen's blood surged up, all the grievances and regrets were stuck in his throat, coupled with the side effects of unfinished backlash, he felt physically and mentally exhausted.

Damn it, he just wants to pay off the favor as soon as possible and return to the normal relationship with neighbors, why is he not a human being inside and out? !

"Ahhhh-"

Lin Jiangchen threw the game console away, and threw himself on Da Xiong desperately rubbing against him.

The phone never rang again after that. Lin Jiangchen was afraid that he would not be able to hear it after turning off the silent, so he turned on the ringer on purpose, but the phone lay there quietly as if he had taken a dumb drug.

Lie down for an hour.

He couldn't help hammering the bear—have you said so much in public without even a single explanation? !

Lin Jiangchen had never been so impatient.

He has encountered many difficult things, difficult soul catchers, and souls that refuse to be subdued, all of which are handled with ease.

But now the one who messed him up was actually a fledgling student.

The ear-piercing bell rang when he played the tenth game, and it rang several times in a row. Lin Jiangchen didn't even care about killing monsters, and flew over to pick up the phone.

[Oh, and then. 】:are you working?

[Oh, and then. 】: Script, finished

[Oh, and then. 】: Today's part is well done

No apology, no further mention of what happened today.The other party's tone and brevity seemed as if everything that happened today was an illusion.

Just when Lin Jiangchen thought that Ke Fu was going to pretend to be a fool, another message came from the other side:

[Oh, and then]: Thank you

After losing the game, Lin Jiangchen looked at it but smiled, angrily.

[Lin Jiang]: If you don’t use it after reading the pool, I will bite you to death

Lin Jiangchen put down his phone, and his long-hanging heart also let go a little.

tbc.

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The daily update is like a stand-alone game, you get rewards for collection and click rate, but no one interacts with you (.

26 ah?

A month flies by.

Ke Fu only went to the company twice, and the rest of the time he was busy with messy things.Now as soon as he brought the script to the door, he was greeted by other compatriots.

Zhang Qian came out to greet him first, and the two brothers hooked his shoulders nicely: "I haven't seen you for half a month, and you will be sent to the execution ground as soon as you arrive. We are too miserable."

Ke Fu entered the door and handed out the snacks he bought along the way to everyone.

Mo Jiushou took it, winked at him, and signaled him to go on the road, he was very knowledgeable about current affairs.

"I'm going to ask sister too. I'll go in and talk to director Chi one by one later." Zhang Qian had the best news and was the first one to come to the company to wait. He had already notified everything, but this time he told Ke Fu. of.

Ke Fu walked to his seat and sat down, flipping through his copywriting repeatedly: "Okay."

The remaining screenwriters also arrived one after another, and the office had more than a dozen seats, which were full for the first time recently.Zhang Qian waited for everyone and spoke again.

One of them said displeasedly: "Why talk one by one this time, didn't we just sit together and be played by Director Chi last time?"

Chi Dao is a big name, and not everyone wants to see him.

"It's convenient to open the back door." Some people even came out bitterly: "Of course, winning the newcomer award has more privileges than us. The newcomers who the company spends a lot of money to sign naturally have to hold it. How can we negotiate conditions with the door open?"

"..." The atmosphere was a little stiff.

As Ke Fu's classmate, Mo Jiu was the first to be upset. Ke Fu doesn't care, but it doesn't mean she can't hear. She blew on her newly made nails and said in a bad tone:

"It's not that complicated, and it's meaningless to talk about it alone. It's just to prevent if Director Chi picks an excellent one, someone accidentally fights with jealousy, and the food looks ugly."

"you--!"

Zhang Qian hurriedly came out to smooth things over: "Okay, okay, don't use your eloquence here. When you talk about yourself, you won't be able to say anything."

Mo Jiu snorted.

The man was so blocked that he had nothing to say, and sat down with a livid face.

Agency S has only recently opened up the road of signing screenwriters. Although the level of screenwriters signed is above the middle level, because Ke Fu suddenly rushed in at a young age, there are not many people who are jealous and dissatisfied.

Compared with other people who were fidgeting in the face of a big enemy, Ke Fu was obviously more relaxed, chatting with Yang Fan lightly.

[Towel Fan]: Can you get Director Chi's autograph for me?

[Oh, and then]: You like it too?

[Jin Fan]: You must like it!Didn't you watch Director Chi's play in the professional class?masterpiece!

[Oh, and then]: What's the name of the play?

[Jin Fan]: ... Whatever his name is, Chi Dao is awesome!

[Oh, and then]: If you are dishonest, you won’t help

[Jin Fan]: ... Teacher Ke, you are really mean like this

Ke Fu thought about it, and sent an emoji of Lin Jiangchen's love.

【Oh, and then】: *What does Zhi Shenzhuang do to me.jpg

[Towel Fan]: …………………

[Towel Fan]: Who? !Who are you! ! !

[Towel Fan]: Fuck you, Mr. Ke, you have changed! ! !

The ones in front came out one by one dejectedly. Seeing that Ke Fu, who was playing with his mobile phone in an upright manner, was about to line up, Yao Xiyue beside him saw the situation, and quickly poked Ke Fu with a bewildered smile:

"Mr. Ke, it's your turn."

Ke Fu came back to his senses, put away his phone and quickly adjusted his posture, and under the close watch of everyone, he pushed the door and entered with the script.

"Director Chi." Opening remarks as always.

Chi Ziang smiled and said, "I heard you brought them some snacks in the conference room. Since you're so thoughtful, why didn't you bring me one?"

The two had a lot of opportunities to get along with each other recently, and not many people knew his true identity in this world. After getting along for a period of time, Ke Fu was considered a trustworthy one, so they didn't feel unfamiliar when they met, and they were free to joke with each other.

Ke Fu's mind turned quickly: "I bought it to comfort them."

Chizi raised his eyebrows, and his voice was playful: "Oh? You mean that I will definitely be selected?"

Ke Fu calmly said, "I also bought one for myself."

As he spoke, he handed the printed outline to Chi Ziang, who squinted his eyes to take it, flipped it back and forth to predict the number of words, and then read it carefully from the first page.

"You created it from the beginning to the end?" Chi Ziang raised his head from the front of the notebook and took a deep look at Ke Fu.

Ke Fu nodded: "Yes."

Chizi raised his eyebrows, and pointed at a paragraph in front of Jian Gang: "It's well written, and this paragraph is especially brilliant. It's quite creative in terms of framework, and it's what I want."

Receiving Chi Ziang's appreciation, Ke Fu just nodded politely, without much fluctuation on his face.

But Chi Ziang looked at him, flipped through the outline of the script in his hand, did not continue to read, but asked a question: "Can you tell me, what were you thinking when you wrote this?"

"Be ingenious." Ke Fu said again: "Be interesting."

As soon as the words came out, a trace of disdain slipped across Chi Ziang's face.

"Haven't you considered the audience rate and ratings?" Chi Ziang asked frankly: "How many times can it be broadcast on TV, have you thought about it?"

Ke Fu paused, and replied: "...No."

Chi Ziang was smiling, but his warmth was lost: "Then you still dare to write?"

A blunt question made the atmosphere in the meeting room gradually freeze. The other screenwriters who were eavesdropping outside the door quickly sat back in their seats. No one could guess what the famous director was thinking, but they all agreed that this The dark horse of Kefu is considered cool.

Only Zhang Qian folded his arms and muttered in a low voice: "Is director Chi talking so harshly?"

When I went in, the pool director was smiling from the beginning to the end, and he spoke and behaved very gracefully. When he was sent out, he also expressed the hope that he would have the opportunity to cooperate again. Why did he turn his face when Ke Fu came?

But Ke Fu in the room didn't answer, just looked at him.

Meeting Ke Fu's eyes, Chi Ziang said indifferently: "Don't look at me like that, I know it may be vulgar to you to say these things, but this is a crucial part of creation, and it is also