I'm just sorry for plagiarism

However, Li Xia still smiled and didn't react too much.

To be honest, if I really want to be famous in this life, there are too many opportunities.In contrast, this so-called supporting role is not enough.

Not to mention that she wanted to get into such trouble in the first place.

For Li Xia, such a result is a happy ending for everyone?

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about this." Thinking of this, she waved her hand, and she didn't bother to dwell on such a question, so she changed the topic. "It's going to be the weekend in two days. Do you guys still remember going to juvenile literature? Make some preparations in advance, so don't let my pigeons go?"

83 Chapter 83, chatting

Speaking of this, Li Xia couldn't help sighing.

The audition meeting not long after it came to an end was still a matter of Wednesday. I didn't expect that I would not be able to live a peaceful life for two days. This Saturday and Sunday, I have to accompany two little girls to the headquarters of the juvenile literature as guests.

It seems that I am really a busy person.

She was a little helpless and shook her head.

The class bell rang, and the smiling male teacher who had hidden strength at a glance came in from outside the classroom with a book in his arms.

Seeing the students' depressed looks, he didn't offer any comfort, but smiled and told everyone to open the books.

"Okay, okay, the audition is a thing of the past, don't be obsessed with the past, people have to look forward, now let's open the book and learn new content."

Although there was an uproar on the stage because of the beginning of summer, many people now know that the depression in their hearts is caused by the loss of their names.

Simply put, some were injured.

Although this is a very normal thing, after all, hundreds of thousands of people choose that place, and most of them are eliminated, and even many people are already prepared to be ignored when they come to power.

But when he was really not selected, the faint sense of loss in his heart was always lingering.

It's human nature.

In contrast, the eldest lady who is obviously the most likely to become the winner, the boss's cheerful attitude at the moment seems weird and eye-catching.

The content in the book was taught very quickly, but perhaps the students were not interested in it, and the eloquent teachings could be heard a little irritated.

But in the middle of the course activities.

On the next page of the book, the face imprinted on the other page was actually that famous director Zhang Kairan.

Immediately, someone in the group of boys yelled.

"Isn't that the short guy!"

Well, calling him a short man is an understatement.

Ever since Director Zhang made an inexplicable mess on stage, this guy's reputation among the students has obviously deteriorated by a notch.

Some say he has no vision, some say he has a domineering temper, and there are even a few people who attack his height and say that his legs were cut off by a saw.

The words sounded extraordinarily sharp.

At the beginning, the group of boys seemed to be helping Li Xia to speak, but gradually, the criticism became more and more excessive, and even in the end, they seemed to vent their anger of losing the election on the opponent's head.

It was as if that Zhang Kairan not only messed up Li Xia's performance, but also the reason why they missed the Dragon Gate was also the director's fault.

Regarding this, Li Xia felt a little guilty.

After all, the matter of asking for a low score was brought up by myself...

It really shouldn't have caused the other party to gain so much infamy for no reason.

She didn't expect the matter to evolve to this point. She knew that she wouldn't ask others to operate in secret from the beginning.

after all.

It's not that she has no hands or feet, and if she makes a slight mistake while singing, isn't it all over?

Well, this idea is somewhat of an afterthought.

But the atmosphere in the classroom gradually became noisy.

Now that someone started it, the denunciations against Zhang Kairan are endless.

"That little dwarf doesn't know what he's pretending to be."

"That's right, I really think of myself as a wrist."

"Isn't he just a director who made a bad movie? The ticket office is not good, and the income is not high, so he knows to come to the academy to show off his power."

"Okay, okay..." The teacher didn't expect to be so excited, so he changed the subject in surprise. "Everyone stop talking about these useless things, let's focus on the books."

But amidst the noise, Liu Ze suddenly remembered something, and lightly patted his companion on the shoulder.

"I said Haozi, didn't you say you were going to perform a recitation before? Why didn't you see you on stage afterwards?"

The figure like a strong bull sighed, turned around, and said softly.

"Actually, I also wanted to go up at first."

"and then?"

"Then……"

The other party turned away from the eldest lady who was sitting in the front row not far away, her lips muttered, and she stopped talking.

"Because Li Xia performed so well, do you think you are not worthy of confessing to her?" Liu Ze is not a fool either, seeing that hesitant gaze, he understood a thing or two.

The other party smiled wryly, then nodded.

Liu Ze was completely surprised.

"Tell me about you..."

I was tongue-tied for a long time, not knowing what to say.

"What are they talking about?"

He noticed the gaze behind him and the muttering of words.The eldest lady asked strangely.

"Leave them alone, maybe they're gossip about you and Zhang Kairan?"

Zhang Ruozhi, who was well aware of the details, gave a strong laugh and quickly distracted himself.

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Simply time passed quietly like this.

After lunch, I went back to the dormitory, as if the time has become peaceful.

Although today's wide editing class has classes in the morning, it is extremely free in the afternoon.

Even on that Thursday and Friday, there were not too many classes scheduled, and there were only two big classes hanging there, and they were all in the morning, which was extraordinarily relaxing.

More than half a week has passed since the due date of the previous paragraph, and the manuscript for this week has not been written much, so the eldest lady plans to take advantage of this spare time to continue the plot of the two novels.

Approaching from a distance, in the 234 dormitory, one or two loud noises could be vaguely heard, with a delicate voice, presumably it was Liu Yuyan chatting with the girlfriends who came to visit.

But after Li Xia pushed the door open, the three girls smiled and closed their mouths knowingly.

Especially that Liu Yuyan waved her hand like a hostess.

"Okay, everyone, stop chatting, Lixia is back, she likes to be quiet, you go out first."

"Hey." Li Xia was amused by her domineering attitude, and she made herself as delicate as that landlord.Not quite right?

However, this group of girlfriends didn't feel anything wrong, and even when they left, the little eyes that passed by were a little envious.

Such as "This is Lixia."

Or "Sure enough, she is very beautiful." There are only a lot of remarks.

Think about it too.

The girlfriends around Liu Yuyan are not just edited, many of them are students from other ordinary classes, and when they see this girl who shines on the stage, they will naturally become a starlet Treat it the same way.

In fact, leaving them alone, Liu Yuyan's attitude at this moment is quite different from before.

That smiling appearance deliberately climbed up, with a feeling of showing off, as if being honored.

There is nothing wrong with it.

After all, in the eyes of many people, if it weren't for that Kairan's disturbance, Li Xia had already signed a contract with the crew to shoot, so how could such a shining new star have any reason to be left out?

"Speaking of which, why are you still writing novels? It doesn't make much money, and you're almost a star. Why are you so obsessed with these dead-end jobs?"

Seeing Li Xia push away the computer, the little girl asked with a smile.

There was a bit of frivolity in his tone.

Well, since the rise of the Venus star, many authors have been attracted by the high price of manuscript fees, but with the increase in the number of people, the proportion of authors who cannot make money is also increasing, and under the survivor effect , Many people will call the author of online articles a profession without oil and water.

However, she still doesn't seem to know that the little girl in front of her has already earned a capital of seven or eight figures by relying on the novel industry that she said has no future?

"That's not necessarily the case. The director didn't give me any news, so I guess he just let it go."

The eldest lady waved her hand, and didn't bother to tangle with the number of the bank card, so she answered lightly.

Instead, he turned on the screen and crackled at the keyboard.

That incomparably serious appearance seemed to have really not become impetuous because of a celebrity's big cake.

It seems that this girl is serious about her work.

Liu Yuyan raised her eyebrows, feeling a little surprised at her sophistication, but she had no interest in delving into the novel.

After all, she was lazy, too lazy to read those densely packed text.I just feel that the line of text is a headache, and I don't know what is so attractive about this thing?

She simply crossed her legs and stared at the fan on the ceiling in a daze.

Time passed very slowly, but the sound of the keyboard below never stopped.

Although I haven't had much time to update in the past two days, but fortunately I wrote a lot of manuscripts before the long vacation, so I don't feel rushed when I want to pick them up again.

Don't worry too much about the plot of "Flame Fist", although with the departure of Dema and the director, the news began to spread on the Internet that this wasteland novel that took an unusual path is about to end.

But as the eldest lady who has seen the original version of the previous life, she is very clear that there are still a million words of content that can be updated in the following plot.

On the contrary, the novel "Zhaomu" may be coming to an end.

It was originally the content of an urban text, but there are too few things that can be written in this style of work, it is nothing more than pretending to face, and so on.

And this novel also has 60 words in Shuimunianhua, it is indeed a long novel for the elderly.

So Lixia planned to speed up and finish it first, and then see what the follow-up said.

The words that I am a busy person are not pure complaints, and soon there will be a live-action version of "Cicada, Time and Rain", and the TV series plan is waiting for me.

Time is becoming less and less abundant, and it is impossible for me to focus on my studies with one hand and write updates with the other as I did in high school.

What's more, the drama of the double change is really tiring.

It's just that I don't know how Shuimunianhua should explain it.

After all, this novel is considered a pillar to them, and they suddenly said that it was about to end, and I don't know what Boss Lu thinks?

And the editor in charge.

Sighing, just as she was thinking about how to explain to Shuimunianhua.

Liu Yuyan who was on the bed didn't know what to think of, and poked her head out of the edge of the bed.

interrupted her thoughts.

"By the way, on weekends, let's go out for dinner together?"

Although the relationship between the two of them is not as stiff as it was when the school started, they rarely go out to play together so intimately. For example, going to an Internet cafe two days ago is a rare accident. Surprised.

"Why do you ask that all of a sudden?"

The other party sighed: "It's those boys who went to the Internet cafe to treat guests, saying that they want to congratulate you on your performance."

The previous stage was mixed up, and it wasn't a celebration banquet, but it was a good excuse anyway, but it was brought up by the boys, who wanted to use an excuse to get together again.

Helpless, beautiful girls are always easy to receive invitations.

This does not seem difficult to understand.

Li Xia breathed a sigh of relief.

At first, Zhang Ruozhi and Cai Xiaomin, who thought it was extremely troublesome, now became her shield.

"Not so good. I made an appointment with my friend before, and I'm going out to play this weekend."