A CV that doesn't want to be the Goddess's wife is not a good author [网页]

Xia Changyou passed the script to the group, went to work if he had something to do, and downloaded the script to read if he had nothing to do.Xiaogua Xiaxia waited patiently in the group to see everyone's reaction. Although the master had already nodded, he didn't forget that he was disgusted before.

After being anxious for a long time, there was not even a bubbling figure.

He couldn't wait and went to take a bubble.

Screenwriter—Ban Xia Changyou: o(=ω=)m Have you watched it?

Director—Wen Rennuan: Cough cough, that's what, I forgot after watching it.

Propaganda—Luo Fusu: Touch Your Chin

Artist—Tianyun: What reasoning does Detective Conan have?

Propaganda—Luo Fusu: Hehe, not at all.I just think Xia Xia you write well, have you ever written a radio drama script before?

Screenwriter—Banxia Changyou: No ╮(╯_╰)╭

Director—Wen Rennuan: Good boy, can I lure Xia Xia to pen and ink?

Propaganda—Luo Fusu: How is it possible, do you think that we have no one left?Xia Xia, don't be afraid of her, if you want to come, come and let us express our intentions, there is a master, there is a master, and the master offers free shipping, don't you really think about it?

Director—Wen Rennuan: Pfft, Fu Su, are you on fire?Changing careers to be a matchmaker will definitely make a lot of money.

Director—Wen Rennuan: Alright, let me just say a few words, Xia Xia, you have nothing to choose from your script, and when the time comes, you can directly use the excerpts for the recruitment assessment. Isn't Huo Huo going to post a recruitment post?I don't know who can come?

Propaganda—Luo Fusu: No matter who comes, they have to be assessed. I adhere to the will of Huo Huo, and I will definitely find a good CV that matches the temperament of the voice.

Director—Wen Rennuan: (﹁)~→What are you doing with your promotion?Really nonsense.

Planning—Huohuo: Fusu, come here, I promise not to kill you. O(￣ヘ￣o#)

The god horse is called Yizhi, I am still alive and well, do I want to end my friendship?

Propaganda—Luo Fusu: Oh Leo, Xiao Huo Huo, haven’t you been busy?Why are you getting fat again?

Planning—Huohuo: Only the peeping screen can see your ugly faces clearly, except of course Xia Xia. <(￣ˇ￣)/

Screenwriter—Ban Xia Changyou: Mom, I didn't say anything bad about you.

Planning—Huohuo: Good boy, look what I brought for you?

Director—Wen Rennuan: Ugh, the tone of a rural aunt.

Small publicity, the little artist silently +1.

The next moment everyone exploded.

Tianjing Gucheng has joined the group.

Director—Wen Rennuan: (⊙o⊙) Wow!Tell me I'm dazzled, isn't that the king?

Propaganda—Luo Fusu: (⊙o⊙) Wow!Tell me I am dazzled, isn't that the king.

Artist—Tianyun: (⊙o⊙) Wow!Tell me that my eyes are blurry, it's not Wang Shangma.

Screenwriter—Panxia Changyou: Great God...~(～o￣▽￣)～o. . . ...o~(_△_o~)~. . .

Tianjing Gucheng:==Hello Xiaoxia, hello everyone.

Propaganda—Luo Fusu: Why put Xiao Xia in the front?

Director—Wen Rennuan: I'm not convinced either. (; '⌒`)

Artist—Tianyun: I don’t agree either.

Planning—Huohuo: Ladies and gentlemen, look down at yourself and reflect on yourself three times a day. Are you delicate enough?Are you soft enough?Are you a pushover?If the answer is YES, then let's not accept it.

Director—Wen Rennuan: Silently looked down at the big thick legs.

Propaganda—Luo Fusu: Unscrew the cap of the soda silently.

Artist—Tianyun: Silently let go of her stinky feet.

Planning—Huohuo: Report s screenwriter—Banxia Changyou, three enemies have been cleared ahead, let's bravely rush to the Great God.Damn it! ! !

Propaganda—Luo Fusu: [Smile without knowing the truth]

Screenwriter - Pinellia Changyou: (￣_￣|||)

Tianjing Gucheng:【Picture】

The little friends were immediately fried by the picture of the great god again, and they screamed.The picture shows a white cat standing upright, raising its paws in a hugging gesture.There was a look of great anticipation on his face.

The little friends were overwhelmed by the cuteness all of a sudden, my God, this cat must have become a sperm.The thousand-year-old cat demon is hiding in Wang Shang's house.

Propaganda—Luo Fusu: Hey, no, didn’t the king mean to welcome Xia Xia with open arms?Why do you go off topic so seriously, fork it out.

Director—Wen Rennuan: Come on, come on, Xia Xia comes to my arms, sister comes to comfort you, okay? ╭(╯3╰)╮

Planning—Huo Huo: [Shaking leg expression]

Tianjing Gucheng: Wenren, if you want to kiss Xiao Xiaxia, you need my consent. ==

Director—Wen Rennuan: Why? Σ(｀д′*ノ)ノ

Tianjing Gucheng: Xiao Xiaxia is the most innocent and kind-hearted child I have ever seen. Can Nimeng have the heart to bully him?

Propaganda—Luo Fusu: Damn it, King of the Lonely City, are you serious?convex

Planning—Huohuo: Great God is mighty, my Xia Xia will leave it to you.

Director—Wen Rennuan: Only the king can speak so solemnly about the president, kneel down m(___)m

Screenwriter - Pinellia Changyou: (￣_￣|||)

Although Xia Changyou only made one emoji, he was still very excited. It turned out that his attention was all on the cat in Dashen's house. When he remembered the cat in the picture on Dashen's Weibo, it was the same cat on the cliff. Look at this little emoji , tsk tsk.When he came back to his senses, he realized that he had been molested by the master, and no facial expressions could express his mood at the moment, master, is it really okay to tease me?

Tianjing Gucheng: Look at Xiaoxia so dumb, as the only remaining man in the group, you must protect him a little bit, you female men like wolves and tigers are not allowed to bully him, you know?

Director—Wen Rennuan: Aww~~~~~~~~

Artist—Tianyun: Aww~~~~~~~~~~~

Propaganda—Luo Fusu: Aww~~~~~~~~~~

Screenwriter—Panxia Changyou: (((φ(◎ロ◎;)φ))), Weakly ask you why?

Director—Wen Rennuan: We are wolves from afar.

Tianjing Gucheng: Xiaoxia, these are all snake spirit diseases, please remember to stay away from them.

Screenwriter—Banxia Changyou: Yes (￣ー￣(___(￣ー￣(___, what the master says is what.

Planning—Huo Huo: Mamma Mia, Xiao Xia might be bullied to death by you after she stays like this, Your Majesty, raise your paw and ask me if I can get Xia Xia back?

Tianjing Gucheng: The goods have been sold and will not be refunded. What do you think? ==

Planning—Huohuo: Okay...well, pretend I didn't say anything.

Screenwriter—Ban Xia Chang You: The great god is mighty and domineering, like it.

Planning—Huohuo: /(ㄒoㄒ)/~~, I am your own mother, Xia Xia, you can’t treat Wo like this.

Director—Wen Rennuan: Xia Xia is gazing at the king affectionately, with stars in his eyes n(*≧▽≦*)n, and his heart is moving, "Oh my God, you are so good, I want to promise you with my body".

Propaganda—Luo Fusu: If the expressions are in place, the lines are in place, and the characters are in place, add [-] points. O(*≧▽≦)ツ┏━┓[Slapping the table and laughing!]

Screenwriter—Ban Xia Changyou: o(*////▽////*)q If you marry a great god, wouldn't it be very happy to hear his voice tomorrow, and I envy the person in the future.

Director—Wen Rennuan: Poor silly Xia Xia, Xia Xia exuding deep sadness.

Screenwriter—Banxia Changyou: (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻, I'm obviously sighing, okay, director, are your ears a little hard?

Director—Wen Rennuan: Hey, my ears are a little hard to use when I'm old.

Tianjing Gucheng: Retire quickly when you are old, and go home to take your grandchildren.

Director—Wen Rennuan: Crying blind, your majesty has used all his power to deal with us tonight, why is he so venomous?

Planning—Huohuo: Do ​​you know how powerful it is? 【Leg shaking expression】

Director—Wen Rennuan: I don't want to play with you anymore, I ran away crying (>﹏<.) ~ woo woo woo...

The master who successfully defeated the enemy returned to the topic, "Have you read all the scripts?"

Xia Changyou continued to look forward to it.

Propaganda—Luo Fusu: Oh, I forgot to chat, it’s so exciting, I want to read the original novel, right?

Screenwriter—Banxia Changyou: Thank you everyone!!☆⌒(*＾-゜)v

Artist—Tianyun: Oh, Fusu, wait for me, I want to go too.

Tianjing Gucheng: Come back!

Director—Wen Rennuan: (﹃”﹑)

Tianjing Gucheng: Remember to throw book coins in Qingjiang, as much as you can, and there are red envelopes.

Propaganda—Luofusu: Qingjiang?God is quite worried about these things.

Tianjing Gucheng: No way, who told me to be so competent? ╮(￣▽￣”)╭

Screenwriter—Ban Xia Changyou: Σ(°△°|||)︴I feel very excited tonight, is there anything good?

Tianjing Gucheng: Cough > <, is it that obvious?

Screenwriter—Ban Xia Changyou: Yes, I almost put a smile on my face.

Tianjing Gucheng: I thought of a suspicious thing, but unfortunately there is no evidence yet.

Screenwriter—Banxia Changyou: Then look for it, there will definitely be one.

Tianjing Gucheng: Well, Xiaoxia is right, then I went to find clues.

As soon as he turned his head, the master opened the private chat with Huo Huo, and sent a question.

Tianjing Gucheng: Little Apple?