Raising the coffin to make a fortune [travel]

"Maomao, you are here."

Xia Wuzheng didn't show any airs at all, he immediately stood up from his chair and greeted them.

"Why, you guys know each other?" Xiao Jinzi looked at Wan Baylor inexplicably.

"... Well, we are classmates in high school."

Wan Belle said in his heart, "I was killed by you", but now that he has come here, he seems to have a ghost in his heart by running away in such a desperate way. It seems that Xia Wuzheng's trumpet has always appeared in his popular comments recently. It would be better to take this opportunity to speak clearly.

The three of them had their own thoughts and sat down quietly. The waiter in the restaurant served all the dishes, and they all retreated silently, leaving enough private space for the guests.

Xia Wuzheng took out a copy of the online novel that he had prepared long ago, and handed it to Wan Baylor and Xiao Jinzi.

"This time, you don't need to write the original work, just rewrite this novel into a script, which is convenient for filming. Of course, this novel was completed a few years ago, and the writing is inevitably jerky. I need to trouble you to polish it a little bit more. Add some popular elements that are popular nowadays, so as to increase the ratings, and in addition..."

Xia Wuzheng took a deep look at Wan Baylor: "I still want to ask you to play the leading role."

Wan Belle looked at him as if he had been in another world, and there was no trace of resemblance to the boy who blushed before he could speak a few years ago, except for his appearance.

Xia Wuzheng has changed, he has become clean and tidy, with high spirits, and he speaks with a kind of self-confidence like a winner in life, which is a kind of temperament that is difficult for people who have not experienced success to fake.

What happened to him all these years?Maybe he went to the United States and encountered some kind of opportunity. It's hard to say. Yesterday he felt sorry for the poor man, but now he thinks the purple python is long. The urban classic plot of the poor boy's counterattack is played out every day. Wan Baylor didn't feel awkward. Even subconsciously, I was a little happy for him.

He lowered his head and flipped through the original book, and sure enough, the writing style was a little immature, and it could be seen that it should have been written by a student who just fell in love. However, Wan Baylor is also a little pink in the circle of writers, and he knows this rule. It is best to discuss other people's works with the original works, so as to appear modest and cautious.

"Can you give me the contact information of the original work, so that I can communicate with him in time when I think of something to be adjusted."

Xia Wuzheng took a sip of the soup lightly, sighed, and looked at him quietly: "Unfortunately, the original has passed away."

"..."

"However, I won the consent of his family, and I have already bought the permission to adapt it. Maomao, you just let it go. I believe in your strength." Xia Wuzheng laughed generously, without any shyness in the past demeanor.

Yu Liangwan had no choice but to nod, and glanced at Xiao Jinzi next to him. When his eyes moved, Xiao Jinzi suddenly felt a cramping pain in his stomach.

"Ouch..." He groaned a few times, not daring to offend the big benefactor, but the pain was so severe that beads of sweat fell from his forehead.

"I'll excuse you for a while, let's talk..." Xiao Jinzi gritted his teeth and said a few words, and rushed out of the box with the speed of thunder and jingle.

Seeing that there was no one else around, Wan Baylor was flipping through the novel in his hand, and asked indifferently, "How have you been these few years?"

"That's it, I'm floating outside, half red but not black."

Xia Wuzheng glanced at him, and found that Wan Baylor's gaze stayed on the novel, and then said with a smile: "Didn't you survive it too?"

Wan Baylor nodded. It seemed that he didn't want to talk about the past. Of course, with his current status, he couldn't pursue it. He smiled and said, "Yeah, I thought it was a serious problem when I was young. Now it seems that the sky is coming Five words—that's nothing."

He took out his sixth kidney and flashed it before Xia Wuzheng's eyes: "How about old classmate, since we decided to cooperate, let's pay attention to each other?" Then he clicked on Zhalang Weibo: "What's your ID? I follow you."

Xia Wuzheng squinted his eyes and looked at him: "I leave messages on your scarf every day, didn't you recognize me?" He stood up, walked around the round table, and came to Wanbeile's side, holding his chair with one hand Back, stretched out his hand and slid on his kidney six, the gesture was very intimate.

Yu Liangwan moved aside calmly, and said with a perfunctory smile: "I would have recognized it a long time ago, isn't it because I have gained a little bit of fame recently and have more fans?"

Seeing that he was hiding from him, Xia Wuzheng changed his posture knowingly and wisely, sat down on the empty seat beside him, and said with a frown: "It's really popular, I get a lot of likes in my comments every day, I can't find it anywhere... oh, this is it."

He clicked on his homepage, pressed the follow button on it for Yu Liangwan, and returned the phone to him.Wan Baylor looked down: @竹闲归raccoon, couldn't help but let out a laugh: "What ID is this?"

Xia Wuzheng smiled a little embarrassedly: "Did you forget that I always made mistakes when I recited this chapter when I was a child? When I grow up, I think it's quite cute, so I use it."

The two of them chatted for a few more words, and then saw Xiao Jinzi slowly coming in while leaning against the wall, limping, his face pale, and his head covered in sweat.

"I made you laugh..." He sat down a little bit unbearably, and Qian Baylor gave him a very apologetic look.

"Since Manager Jin is not feeling well, let's break up now. Then we have an agreement?" Xia Wuzheng said in a general way.

"Well, it's done. I'll go back and read the book. First, I'll write an outline and a sample of three episodes. I'll send it to you later. Is this email okay?"

"sure, no problem."

……

On the way back to the car, Xiao Jinzi miraculously disappeared from the pain.

"Hey, I'm a concubine, okay, you rubbed me a few times, and it didn't hurt at all. I think if you play this show again, don't mess around in the entertainment industry. Wear it Your rayban goes to the bathing center COS A Bing to give people massages, it will definitely make money."

Wan Baylor smiled a little guiltily, and didn't make a fuss. He sent Xiao Jinzi back to the staff dormitory of Dynasty Entertainment, and drove Aurora all the way home.

After saying hello and hearing Jin Wenling's voice in the study on the second floor, Wan Beile went into the washroom on the first floor to wash his face. When he was applying facial cleansing foam and doing Tanaka massage in front of the mirror, he saw a human head Get out of the mirror!

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

The concubine Wan was frightened and let out a sharp howl.

Su Hang neatly got out of the mirror, looked at Wan Baylor who was dazzled and groped on the ground with a mocking expression, reached out to help him up, and turned on the faucet again.

"No, Sister Wan, I don't know who is clamoring every day to train concubines, but if you have the courage to say that you are the captain of the Underworld Urban Management Brigade, I will blush for you."

Wan Baylor lay on the sink, washed his eyes with clean water, and said cursingly: "I'm fucking you, Suhang, do you pee in fright, you will die if you come in through the door?...Oh, yes, last time you gave me The little gadget I have is really useful, today I came across a suspicious one, I found a chance to put it in his pocket, and the other one is in my pocket, help me dig it out."

The last time Mengmeng's actions were not monitored due to a certain field, Su Hang gave Wan Baylor a magic weapon similar to a monitor, a pair of two mercury nails, as long as one of them is placed on the target, the other One can break through the opponent's enchantment and automatically form a mirror to monitor the target's every move.

Meeting Xia Wuzheng today, Wan Baylor kept an eye on him, and secretly put one of the mercury nails into his jacket pocket while he was being bullied.

Su Hang agreed, and stretched out his hand to greet Wan Baylor's buttocks.

"Where are the chicken feet touching? The pockets of the jacket!"

Suhang laughed obscenely, and touched the left pocket, and there was indeed a small stone-like thing. He took it out and took a look, but it was not his magic weapon.

"I said Wanbi Liangliang, are you petrified? Why do you still have a small stone on your body?"

"..." Wan Baylor was still flushing with squinted eyes, thought for a while before saying, "Oh, it's the other side, it's the stone of little gold."

During the meal, he wanted to test Xia Wuzheng, and he winked at Xiao Jinzi several times, but the little white rabbit just didn't get to his point, and it was expedient, so he had to use his own skills to plant seeds on him. He picked up a small stone and tossed the little gold to death, but finally helped him get it out. Of course, this was the secret he was going to bring into the coffin.

"Ugh..." Suhang didn't care about his seniority, pushed aside Wan Baylor who was still washing his face, and vomited on the washstand by himself.

……

Returned the mercury nail to Suhang, told him to carefully monitor Xia Wuzheng's every move, kicked his ass, watched Suhang's body being swallowed up by the mirror, and Wan Baylor went to the second floor with confidence. In the bedroom, Jin Wenling has finished reading the script and is practicing in the room.

As an actor, he has to take body class every week and spend a certain amount of time on skin care. However, Jin Wenling doesn't need these two activities that waste money and time. It can be said to be a kind of physical training. Jin Ou's body is a bit stiffer than his original body, but it has been honed by him over the years to become much softer.

Wan Baylor leaned against the door frame, squinting his eyes watching Jin Wenling make many difficult movements, imagining how he used to please himself with this perfect body when they fell in love.Looking at it, I heard something ticking, ticking, and looking down, there was a pool of blood on the ground...

After Jin Wenling finished a set of movements, she stopped her posture and looked back at him. She saw Wan Baylor squatting on the ground, covering her nose with one hand, and snoring on the ground with a tissue in the other.

"what happened?"

"It's okay! It's okay...my uncle is here..."

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