That facial paralysis you dropped your book

Guo Jie didn't sleep well all night. At four o'clock in the morning, he sat up slowly with a pair of black panda eyes, and then slowly climbed down from the upper bunk, as if he had suddenly stepped out of the grave. The corpse that crawled out was also extremely stiff.

The old Sifang Yan, who was awakened by the movement of him getting out of bed, raised his head sleepily and looked up at him, and then he was frightened by his stiff figure and half-dead back, his three souls came out of his body and all his souls ascended to heaven.

"Damn—!!"

The screams like slaughtering pigs pierced the tranquility of the entire dormitory building, and soon all kinds of "kind greetings" from Fang Yan's family came from all around. He didn't care, just grabbed the quilt covering his body tightly, huddled in the corner and looked at Guo Jie with a terrified and defensive face.It wasn't until Guo Jie rolled his eyes, took out his turned-on mobile phone, and used the flashlight function to shine a light on his face, that Fang Yan heaved a sigh of relief and let go of the quilt that was tightly clutched on his chest.

Guo Jie ignored Fang Yan, who was so frightened that his heart was beating wildly and looked like he was about to be violated, but continued to walk towards the bathroom like a wandering ghost.

After washing his face with cold water, Guo Jie finally woke up completely. He couldn't help recalling the dream he had just now, and then shivered greatly.

Just after confessing his "crime" to his boss last night, Guo Jie knew that he was doomed, and planned to sleep well to face the coming storm, but what he didn't expect was that the boss would not It was so easy to let him go, even if he was in a dream, the boss would rush into his dream, show a ferocious expression to him, grab his neck and scare him awake.

He rubbed his neck with lingering fear, making sure that it was not covered with the boss's claws. Guo Jie took a deep breath, and then slowly spit it out. The time of death was approaching, so he had better stop scaring himself.

When Guo Jie walked out of the bathroom, it was just before [-]:[-] in the morning, and it was still pitch black outside the window, except for the faint light from the headlights of the occasional passing cars in the distance, there was almost a little light Can't see it.

Guo Jie looked up at his upper berth, and then at the lower berth where there were people lying on both. It was unlikely that the dove would occupy the magpie's nest.With some helplessness, Guo Jie put on his clothes and sat down on the table that belonged to him.

Looking at the pitiful 60.00% battery of the mobile phone, Guo Jie thought for a while, and then mustered up the courage to turn on the mobile network and board the button.

Unexpectedly, he did not receive the indiscriminate bombardment of messages from his boss as he had imagined, and the boss did not even send him a reply. There was no other dialogue other than a few words, and suddenly felt a chill rising from his waist, climbing all the way up his spine, and finally settled in his brain, making his skin goosebumps from the cold They all stood up.

He used to think that the boss who used his verbal skills to the max to make him feel ashamed was the strongest, but at this moment he suddenly realized that the boss who can keep silent at such a time is the best. The most, the scariest!

Guo Jie couldn't help imitating Edvard Munch's famous painting "The Scream" silently. What to do, he was so angry with his boss that he didn't want to scold him anymore!

Guo Jie couldn't help but slumped on the table. He felt that at this moment he should put on his earphones, watch his favorite GV on his mobile phone, and then dig a hole for himself, ready to rest in peace.

However, before Guo Jie could implement it, Qi Ying's avatar jumped to the first place again. Guo Jie was stunned for a moment, glanced at the time displayed on the phone, and opened her dialog box in disbelief.

Qiyueqiong: My pot, you are finally here!

Qiyueqiong: My dear Guo, whether you accept this radio drama or not, but promise me, read the original first, okay?Ball ball you!

Poor in July:

Qiyueqiong: This is Wen's address, just take a look!go go go go!

Guo Jie looked at the link she sent, and thought about the fact that he might not survive today, and he really felt a little bit moved.

Pot cover: ok, let me have a look first

Qi Ying, who woke up early in the morning and realized that she forgot to turn off the mobile phone network connection, showed a sweet smile when she saw this, and after saying "God help me", she put away the phone and fell into a sweet dreamland.

Still don't remember to turn off the network.

Guo Jie, who clicked on the link to the novel, first glanced at the title, which is very common and unobtrusive, and then at the income of this novel. The number of digits, there are thousands of comments, but there are not many favorites.Guo Jie glanced at the catalog of the article, first clicked on the comment area, and looked at the comments full of crying about how the author was such a stepmother, and how the plot was so cruel, Guo Jie thought about his mood at the moment, and indifferently closed his mobile phone to browse. device.

Guo Jie felt very strange, why all the planners he knew got up so early today, just after five o'clock in the morning, the little pink planner who had cooperated with Guo Jie many times suddenly came to the door, Guo Jie couldn't help but I stopped and looked at the time displayed on the phone. Is it really five o'clock in the morning instead of five o'clock in the evening?

My old lady does not need oars to row a boat: Are you there, my precious little pot cover!

Pot cover: Yes, why are you so early today?Didn't you say that if you don't sleep until twelve o'clock at noon, you won't get up even if God kills you with lightning?

I don’t need oars to row a boat: Go away, I’m here to talk to you about something serious, I remember you really like that artist whose ID is called I only jerk off today, right?

Guo Jie looked at the slightly obscene ID sent by the planner, and his eyes suddenly widened. He immediately corrected his sitting posture, sitting upright like a child who is seriously listening to the class.

Pot lid:! ! !Yeah! ! !

Pot cover: Wait, why are you asking me this?Could it be? !

I don’t need oars to row a boat: Hey, of course it’s not just asking nonsense. Did you make it? I just got a job to adapt a comic book to a radio drama. It’s an adaptation of your wife’s famous work. , do you want to pick it up?

Pot lid:! ! ! !Want to want! ! !

Guo Jie suddenly felt that he was about to explode with joy. He was sure that if someone handed him a burning match at this moment, he would be able to soar into the sky like a ignited monkey jumping into the sky. Break through the atmosphere until you land on the moon!

My old lady does not need oars to row a boat: [File] Script.docx

My old lady doesn’t need oars to row a boat: Let me tell you, I was the first to tell you about this show, now, the position of master belongs to you!Look how good I am to you!In the future, please remember to be more diligent for my mother!Stop procrastinating, hear you! !

Guo Jie's eyes were fixed on the progress bar of the download, and he didn't have time to see what message the planner had sent until the file was downloaded.

Pot cover: I will definitely not drag the tone again!I love you so much! !

Guo Jie typed this paragraph gratefully, but after he sent it out, he forgot the plan.

Can't wait to drag the script to the desktop, Guo Jie clicked on the file, looked at the confirmed CV and familiar characters, and instantly felt that God was so kind to him, that he was so lucky to be able to match his beloved wife The radio drama derived from the work!I have no regrets in this life!

Guo Jie looked at the script with a face full of idiocy, and threw the boss who was planning to teach him a lesson out of his mind.