[Quick Transmigration] Slag Attack Transformation Strategy

Lin Feng's current plan is to write some scripts and sell them for money.According to the memory of the original owner, Lin Feng discovered that although there were entertainment programs in this fictional country, they were basically pitifully few.Not to mention that opera is like a child in this country, still in its toddler stage.

Moreover, his belly is not obvious yet, if he can sell all the written scripts, and when his belly grows in the future, he can use the money he earns to buy a safe place to give birth, that would be the best.

The only desk in the house that could be used for writing was the altar table, and Lin Feng didn't dislike it, so he moved a chair from Uncle Zhang's next door and started working.Although he dropped out halfway through college, Lin Feng has been immersed in the entertainment industry for several years, and he has read at least a hundred scripts.Thinking of this, Lin Feng wrote like a god.

Three days later, Lin Feng finished writing all the chapters of the first script.

Today, Lin Feng was sorting out the first draft, and the baby voice system said in Lin Feng's mind, "Tsk tsk, I can't see it, you are quite suitable for the role of pregnant woman as the host."

Lin Feng's writing hand paused, and the brush drew a long stroke on the paper.Lin Feng crumpled the badly written paper calmly, threw it on the ground, and asked angrily, "System, are you free?"

System: "Ahem, I'm afraid that you are not balanced. Although you can buy everything you want with experience points, it will disturb the order of this parallel world after all, so..."

Lin Feng interrupted the chatter of the system, and only asked, "Can experience buy time?"

The system's proud face: "Of course."

Lin Feng: "Then I'll buy an hour of silence, and confirm the payment now!"

System: "Ding..."

Without the interruption of the baby's voice, Lin Feng's mind immediately became much clearer.

The shabby room, the handsome man writing quietly by the window, this beautiful scene just like in the painting appeared in reality, Xie Yuan stood in the yard, he couldn't help touching his left chest, trying to suppress the throbbing of his heart.

"Mr. Xie, why are you still standing in the yard?"

When the neighbor Zhang Bo's voice came, Lin Feng raised his head in surprise and found that there was a guest at home.He put down his pen, tidied up his appearance, and walked to the door to greet the guests.

Lin Feng had no memory of the person Zhang Bo called Mr. Xie.But to find him here, I am afraid that there is no one other than the script he wrote.

Xie Yuan's black hair was neatly tied in a plain headband, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, his face looked extraordinarily heroic.He was wearing a summer gown with cloud patterns on his body, which added a sense of elegance.In normal times, Lin Feng would definitely give this person a score of 95.

But today, Lin Feng snorted, the piece of meat in his stomach was obviously dissatisfied with himself, and kicked Lin Feng secretly.

Suddenly his arms warmed up, Lin Feng raised his head, Xie Yuan looked straight into Lin Feng's eyes with worried eyes.

"Are you okay?"

Lin Feng cursed secretly, this Xie Yuan, even his voice is so touching.Lin Feng brushed Xie Yuan's hand away calmly, "It's just that I've been sitting for a long time, and my legs were a little sore just now."

Uncle Zhang laughed, squinted his eyes and said, "Sitting and writing like this for the past few days, how can it not hurt! There is still some medicinal oil at home, I will bring it to you later, rub some and it will be healed tomorrow."

Lin Feng didn't refuse, and said: "Sir and Uncle Zhang, please come into the house, the sun is so strong outside, it's not a trivial matter to be exposed to the sun."

Uncle Zhang grinned, and his voice was so loud that it could drive the big yellow dogs in the neighboring village crazy, "Your boy has delicate skin and tender flesh, we rough people can't compare."

Lin Feng laughed, and invited the two of them into the room.Seeing that Xie Yuan didn't show the slightest surprise when he saw the situation in the room, he knew that Uncle Zhang had already told him about his situation.

The three of them stood in the hall and talked.

Xie Yuan didn't beat around the bush, and directly said that he had heard an opera from Uncle Zhang, so he came here because he wanted Lin Feng to come to their troupe to teach the children how to sing.

"Teaching opera..." Lin Feng pondered for a while, but this was eighteen miles away from his original intention.

Xie Yuan thought that Lin Feng was worried that he would lose face, so he hurriedly said: "Brother Lin, don't worry, you just need to hum the master for me, and someone will write down those tunes, and you don't have to, brother Lin Worry......"

Lin Feng knew that he had been misunderstood when he heard the words. After a while, he forced a smile, raised his head, and there was a sense of comfort in his smile, "If that's the case, then I will disturb Mr. Xie." bowed.

Xie Yuan hurriedly gave Lin Feng a hand, and said, "Brother Lin is so polite, I should be the one who thanked Brother Lin." In that voice, there seemed to be more panic.

Early the next morning, someone came to take Lin Feng to the county seat.

Lin Feng didn't carry much luggage, and the opera he taught Zhang Bo to sing was not long in the first place, and it took two or three days to teach it.

"Mr. Lin, we're here." After the driver said, the car stopped.

Lin Feng opened the curtain, but found several carriages parked outside the carriage, and the one standing in front of the carriage was Xie Yuan.

Lin Feng jumped out of the carriage, Xie Yuan was talking with a few people, maybe he saw him, said a few words in a hurry and came to Lin Feng's side.

Lin Feng was still a little puzzled, and asked directly: "Mr. Xie, what are you..."

Xie Yuan gasped, with a surprised expression on his face, and said, "Didn't Uncle Zhang tell you?"

Lin Feng couldn't help sneering in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face, he just said: "Dare to ask where Mr. Xie's theater is?"

Sure enough, Xie Yuan pretended to be surprised and said: "Hey, maybe I forgot in a hurry. The theater is originally in the capital. I thought Uncle Zhang would tell you, but I didn't expect..."

What else could Lin Feng say, so he said, "Sir, don't blame yourself. Besides, I have brought all my luggage. It doesn't matter if I go to the capital."

The two talked a few more words, and the team leader came over and said that they were about to set off, so Xie Yuan asked Lin Feng to talk in his carriage.Lin Feng also sat in Xie Yuan's carriage as promised.

System: "The host is finished, do you know the true identity of Xie Yuan?"

Lin Feng took the tea bowl handed over by Xie Yuan, took a sip, and couldn't help but praise: "Snow mountain melting water, Junshan silver needle, good tea!"

"I don't know!" Lin Feng added in his mind, "But his name has some meaning."

Xie Yuan, Xie Yuan, Yuan...

Lin Feng raised his eyebrows in surprise, just as Xie Yuan handed over another plate of dim sum: "Today we have to walk a day's journey, so it's good to pad your stomach."

Lin Feng took a piece with some unspeakable taste in his heart, tasted it, and praised it.But my heart brightened up, the country name of this Yuan Jingguo is Yuan, this Xie Yuan, Xie Yuan, in turn, is Yuan Xie!

According to this appearance, he is about to meet his father with this piece of meat in his belly?

System: "Oh hehe"