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As soon as the indifferent neighbor closed the door, he couldn't help covering his mouth with the back of his hand.

"It's too spicy," Zhao Huayuan said, "It's a lot of money to ask for a pair of eyes that haven't looked at you."

422 lay on the bed unlovely, unwilling to admit that the white gelatinous humanoid object on the bed was a body model made by himself.

Model eyes are not eyes, nose is not nose: "Shut up."

"You can still talk," Zhao Huayuan felt amazing, and he leaned over and rubbed the small hole that looked like a chin: "Is this the mouth?"

The poked white object was furious and bit his finger hard.

The man tilted his head: "What's the matter? Want to prepare a baby bottle for you?"

"Be quiet," 422's funny face showed a trace of murderous intent: "Dolls will not be punished for killing people."

"Hahaha," the threatened human laughed a little, and said with an unbelievable clarity and joy: "Don't talk, the more you talk, the more funny you are."

422 glanced at him.

However, this sharp look made him feel a little strange.

He held up Zhao Huayuan's face: "Why do you look so good?"

The man raised his eyebrows, his pupils were as black as lacquer, and the mole at the end of his eyes was full of charm: "Is it set off by you? Pfft, don't get so close to my eyes."

The model approached seriously, with an ugly face almost touching the other's nose, looking like an unjust case, with a gloomy gaze: "Have you ever had a mole before?"

Then rubbed the face with soft hands like plastic inflatable dolls: "The skin has also improved, and the pores can't be seen."

Zhao Huayuan took the two rubbing hands away, and freed himself from the attack of his doll's appearance: "Okay, I'm going to bed, you should quickly change back to a teddy bear, or you won't be able to go to bed tonight."

Ghosts want to sleep in your bed.

No, even a ghost doesn't want to sleep in your bed.

422 didn't bother to argue with this person, so he quickly clicked on the director's avatar, went up and asked: "Sister 33, is the role of Zhao Huayuan in A27004 World Yuqi Province booked by someone? I remember that I applied for pre-acquisition."

The director's profile lighted up, and he replied, "Yes, the company recently had a general project on male-to-male romance. Your role was selected by the upper system, and then removed."

He suddenly became a little anxious: "Pick it up? Have you started writing the script?"

After 30 seconds, the other person replied: "Well, the outline is already being reviewed."

"What's the outline like?"

"Zhao Huayuan is shou, let me take a look at the settings... Well, the indifferent fried hair shou is the younger type who is more popular recently, and Gong is the new junior in their company."

422 really couldn't imagine how Zhao Huayuan should suffer, and then asked: "How could he suffer? According to his personality, it is absolutely impossible. Whoever dares to touch him will be waiting to die." He is a person who is indifferent even when a beautiful woman dies .

The supervisor replied in seconds: "So it's a scene of drunkenness and drugs."

422 It's dark in front of my eyes, isn't it strong...

"Impossible, it's useless to be strong," 422 said coldly: "He will only hate and attack, and will not produce love."

"No, Zhao was raped by his boss, and Gong was the one who comforted him after he found out, healed his wounds and successfully harvested beauties."

"Who wrote it?" 422 sent a line: "Who wrote this script."

The supervisor hurriedly said: "Don't be impulsive. You can't do the previous thing again. This is the idea personally given by the superior. We are only responsible for polishing it. It is useless if you don't want to."

"The previous incident" refers to an incident that happened when 422 first joined the company.

On the third day when 422 came to the company, he had a big fight with a senior old screenwriter because of the plot. At that time, even the other company knew about the incident, and it finally calmed down.

——You can’t do it again, no matter how much you are tolerated, you can’t stand repeated disobedience.

This is the subtext of the supervisor.

"No, sister," 422 calmed down, and quickly organized his thoughts: "at least in 30 years, men and women will be the mainstream recognized by the public, sister, let's be stable."

"Shoot the top bird. Don't think that a random script of this kind of subject can be popular now, but once it is checked, it will be hit hard. As a top company, how many competitors we have are waiting for us to be hit."

There was silence in the dialog box for nearly 2 minutes.

During these 2 minutes, 422 quickly switched to the team member who reviewed the manuscript for him yesterday.

"6778, can you rush out a script outline of the romance between men and women in a few days, and I will send you the available original character information."

Then 422 sorted out the information of Brother Bi and Ah Man, and sent it over.

According to his understanding of the supervisor, the supervisor is actually facing him. What he said just now may not be useful to other superiors. Only the supervisor will seriously think about whether what he said is right and whether it is feasible.

Sure enough, as soon as 422 sent all the information, the supervisor replied to him: "The budget for Zhao Huayuan's script is 200 system currency per minute. If you can receive a project that doubles this amount, I will try to reject this script as much as possible." The male-to-male script must also be drawn, and your group is the main force, and this trend must be followed. When publishing the script, both quality and review must be taken into account to ensure that there will be no accidents in the later stage."

"Try to push down this script", a simple sentence, the supervisor does not know how many good things to say, how many smiles to lose, and how much pressure to withstand.

And it is not hard to find projects that cost 400 Sycoins per minute.

422 was grateful, and immediately said: "I'm going to match the project now, and the script outline will be given to you soon."

"Okay." The manager's avatar flickered twice, and he sent the last sentence: "Don't work too hard, I have applied for free clock-in for you before returning to the main space, as long as the working hours reach the specified time, you can do it, and you don't need to clock-in in the morning It doesn't matter."

He didn't know how to thank the other party, so he could only reply: "Thank you, sister, come back and treat everyone to dinner."

The head portrait of the supervisor is completely extinguished.

The headshot of the subordinate lights up: "Yes."

This was an extra project, and his subordinates would have to work overtime, so he directly transferred 3000 system currency to the other party.

The other side didn't accept it: "It's okay, team leader, this is also the subject I want to write about."

"Take it up," 422 quickly typed a line: "You should pay attention to the quality, and after you run away, I will give you all the benefits."

Then he launched the chat interface and poked all the parties one by one.

While he was frantically saving his roommate's virginity, this man who knew nothing had already come out of the shower.

She was only wrapped in a bath towel, and the water droplets from her hair flowed down her attractive chin and neck, and finally flowed into her collarbone, forming a small puddle for a moment.

Mother, this, is this still Zhao Huayuan?

Fang Danfeng glanced at this, and his thin lips hooked lightly: "Why are you still like this, are you angry?"

Yes, after taking a shower, he is now a handsome man with thin lips and phoenix eyes.

One side of the bed was sunken, and the new male protagonist sat on the bed, looking down at the white unknown object beside him.

The water droplets from his hair fell on 422's face, Zhao Huayuan flicked the water away, leaving a wet and slippery water mark: "Actually, it seems to be pleasing to the eye, but it's not as comfortable to hold as a teddy bear."

Comrade, you are about to be hugged by force, and you still want to hug me.

But now this image is really eye-catching, and every time the angle of view is on his body, it is so ugly that it disrupts his thinking. 422 puts away this failed body model and returns to the teddy bear.

The teddy bear climbed a few meters to the head of the bed, sat upright on the pillow, and asked the person seriously: "Do you feel strange about yourself?"

This sentence came out through the voice assistant "Little E" on Zhao Huayuan's mobile phone. The man glanced at the mobile phone on the table in surprise, then at the teddy bear, and said with a smile, "It's amazing."

"The skin feels better, and there is indeed a mole at the end of the right eye." He said calmly.

That was just now, you just now are completely two people with you now!

The voice assistant said stiffly and mysteriously: "Something bad will happen to you, it's best to wear a mask when going out, don't wear low-collar clothes, and don't go out alone at night."

Although Ms. 33 said that the outline is still under review, it is clear that the coordinator and artists have already started work, and they may even go ahead with the plot before the review comes back in order to save time.

Zhao Huayuan sat on the edge of the bed and wiped his hair, the water dripping from the back of his neck soaked into the collar of his bathrobe: "What's wrong?"

"Someone will be watching your body." The voice assistant said solemnly.

He chuckled nonchalantly: "Who is so short-sighted? And I'm not a little girl, so I just need to do it?"

A hand was placed on Zhao Huayuan's shoulder, and his body shivered from the piercing cold temperature.

The hand was so strong that it knocked him over the bed.

The male ghost held him down, breathing like a poisonous snake on his face: "Then try struggling."

Zhao Huayuan struggled to shake his arm, but found that he couldn't get rid of the restraint at all.

The male ghost's hands holding his wrist tightened, and his black and white pupils were filled with endless chill under the shadow of the light: "Sometimes you can't struggle if you want to, and I can do whatever I want to you right now. Yes, other people can do it as long as they have the heart.”

Zhao Huayuan glared at him, his lips and teeth moved slightly.

422 noticed it, and immediately used the thumb of his left hand to forcibly separate the opponent's teeth, and was bitten hard: "It's too tender to kill yourself by biting your tongue. If someone drugs you, you don't even have the strength."

The man's eyes flickered, and he suddenly licked the other's finger with the tip of his tongue.

422 shuddered like an electric shock, and suddenly withdrew his hand, shouting, "What are you doing!"

When he pulled his hand, the person on the bed moved swiftly, bounced up like a tiger hunting, pressed the male ghost's shoulder with his right hand and pulled him down completely, pressing the cold body hard against the quilt.

The male ghost had a look of astonishment on his face, and his head was covered with blue silk water, spreading among the white quilts.

The offensive was reversed, and Zhao Huayuan said, "If that's the case, I will obey first, and then find every opportunity to destroy them. It's just a sacrifice of my body. As long as I have my life, I can avenge any revenge."

422 was also a little angry: "Okay, you pay, I don't care what you like."

He really didn't worry about eating radish salty, it turned out that people didn't care at all.

Zhao Huayuan was stunned for a moment, then softened his voice: "I know what you mean, I will pay attention."

Humph.

"Don't be angry," he comforted a little strangely: "I remember that teddy bears are not so easy to get angry."

422 pushed him away, and a ghost sat on the woven bench on the small table, warning him not to come closer.

"You really don't have a name?" Zhao Huayuan asked while changing his pajamas, "I'll name you one? I never knew how to call you."

422 checked the messages from Party A and said absent-mindedly, "It's up to you."

"So easy to get angry," Zhao Huayuan said, "Call Zhao angry?"

"Go to hell."

"Then change the order, Zhao Qisheng?"

"casual."

"Then Zhao Qisheng," the man said with a smile, "I gave you a name, and you still have my surname, so my current status is quite special to you...you can call me 'Daddy'."

422 stood up, picked up the small bench under his buttocks: "Surrender, crazy!"

"Haha."

One person and one ghost fought together, 422 covered Zhao Huayuan's face with a pillow, looked up at the watch: "It's 11:[-], go to bed."

The person who usually fell asleep at this time popped his head out from under the pillow, blinking his eyes: "No, I won't go to work tomorrow, I'm sorry for not staying up late today to play with my phone."

422 gave him a cold look.

Fortunately, he still felt that this person used to have a regular schedule and was extraordinary.

But 422 didn't have the time to quarrel with him anymore, he had to hurry up to raise funds, arrange schedules, and make schedules for the future celebrity couple next door.

He simply revealed the system's work panel and worked in front of this person.

Zhao Huayuan looked at the pale light shining on the other's pale face, curiously looked at the things that the other party typed under the fingers that were about to fade away, and asked, "Is this the work of the underworld? It looks very high-tech."

"Yes, business assessment," the male ghost said blankly, "If you disturb me, I will ruin your job."

"Being a ghost is tiring." Zhao Huayuan leaned on the male ghost's shoulder, opened the tablet to watch ghost movies.

Quiet night, inexplicably peaceful and warm.

[The author has something to say: I look forward to a day of comments every day, oh~(u??u?)】

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