When the old rascal woke up, he found that he was in Sister Baoxiu's small apartment, and it was already more than 9 o'clock in the evening when he woke up.

Although Zhang Baoxiu was very surprised by his arrival, he inevitably had to blame him again;

After bathing and washing up again, the old rascal came to the living room, Zhang Baoxiu was tossing in the kitchen, turned around and said: "Yifan, I cooked for you in the afternoon, I didn't expect you to wake up at the time, I will warm it up for you now." ”

"Baby, you're so good to me!" the old rascal hugged his waist from behind, feeling that he had only come to see her once in a long time, and was a little sorry for her.

"Yifan, don't say that, who else can I treat you if I'm not good?" Zhang Baoxiu said softly.

The old rascal put his strange hand into her clothes, stroked and 'rubbed' it, Zhang Baoxiu gasped: "Yifan, don't be like this, the dish is not good yet!"

When the old rascal was about to leave at nearly 10 o'clock, he saw that Zhang Baoxiu had some sadness and resentment in his eyes;

The old rascal sighed in his heart, then hugged her and kissed her: "Little fool, I have to go to Xiangjiang tomorrow, and I can't stay here today, otherwise, tonight, hehe, do you understand? I don't want to leave as soon as I get you." ”

When Zhang Baoxiu heard this, the sorrow and resentment just now were swept away, and he said in a greasy voice: "Yifan, I, I understand, you go back, it's too late!"

"Hehe, I'll find a good opportunity!" the old rascal said softly, pinching her little ass.

As soon as Zhang Baoxiu heard this, he was immediately ashamed, struggled away, and pushed him towards the 'door': "I know, you go back quickly!"

After leaving, the old rascal sighed in the car: "I didn't expect Lao Tzu to be so affectionate! Affectionate parting since ancient times, hehe, but my aunt's 'milk' and 'milk' are really smart, send me to Sister Baoxiu here! Hey, Sister Baoxiu, I'm really sorry, now it seems that I care more about Fei'er and Sister Zixuan than you." But don't worry, I won't let you down! Although love, hehe, although love is divided, Lao Tzu will not let it be cheap. ”

Although the Xiangjiang River is only separated from the mainland of China by a river, the psychological distance makes many Chinese people feel that it is 108,000 miles away.

Lantau Island is the place where the Tibetan wind and water of the Xiangjiang River gather, and many villas of celebrities in the Xiangjiang River are located in the green mountains and forests.

The old rascal came here for the first time, and said to Yang Damei's 'woman' beside him: "It's really a good place, there are mountains and rivers, facing the sea, and my daughter-in-law 'wife', after I decided, I will buy a piece of land this year and build a big villa I designed, haha, facing the sea, 'spring' warm 'flowers' bloom." ”

When the old rascal found Master Huang's retreat, the servant told him that Master Huang was taking a nap.

Seeing that the two hooligans had extraordinary temperaments, the servant invited them to the courtyard and sat down and gave them fragrant tea.

Looking at this quiet place, the old rascal said: "There is so much red dust that no one will calm down." Master Huang's ability to write "Interstellar 'Prodigal'", "The Legend of the Great Sword Master", "Turning the Clouds and Rain", "Xun Qin Ji" and "The Legend of the Double Dragon of the Tang Dynasty" is related to his talent on the one hand, and this land of feng shui on the other. It's an environment that purifies people and allows them to enter that imaginary world. If you can write words that trap yourself, you will also be able to trap the reader. ”

"Well, Yifan, I watched your 3D animation, and I do have the feeling of being immersed. "Yang Damei 'female' said.

Master Huang is not Zhuge Liang after all, he doesn't have such a big score, so he woke up at the beckoning of the servant after a while, washed up, and walked out.

He is not a heroic person, he is different from Jin Yong, Master Huang's 'sexual' personality is similar to many of the protagonists in his book, as soon as he came out, he smiled and said: "Haha, beautiful 'girl' pretty boy, what are you looking for me?"

The old rascal and Yang Damei' stood up with the voice;

The master glanced at Yang Damei's 'girl' and said happily: "Ah, I haven't seen such a beautiful 'girl' for a long time, may I ask the name of Miss?"

"Shi Qingxuan!" said the old rascal.

"Ah, don't say it, it's really a little bit similar in temperament!" After the master glanced at Yang Damei's 'girl', he said to the old rascal: "You are not bad, similar to Kou Zhong in my mind!"

"Hehe, I can't be Kou Zhong, Mr. Huang, come today, let you see something first!" The old rascal sat down and picked up the computer bag on the ground.

Under the master's suspicion, the old rascal finally stuffed a disc into the optical drive.

Then click on it to start playing;

"Mr. Huang, look!" the old rascal made a gesture and moved the computer to his eyes.

After saying that, the old rascal stood up, walked to the side, walked to a tree, put his hands behind his back, and looked at the texture of the tree.

Yang Damei's 'girl' knew that he was pretending to be deep, so she quickly stood up and followed, but she was not stupid enough to be stupid about the texture of the tree, but walked to a bird cage and watched the colorful green 'colored' birds inside.

The master heard a heavenly sound, and then a figure appeared, and as soon as these figures appeared, his heart jumped violently;

When the master saw the scene of more than a thousand years of history, his heart beat even more violently;

Giant ships, powerful ministers, young men, young women, buns, villains....

"Pretty boy, pretty boy, yes, yes, that's what they look like!" When a pair of teenagers appeared, the master patted his big 'legs', his old face was 'flushed' with excitement, and he shouted incoherently with 'excitement'.

The pretty boy put his hands behind his back and chuckled, of course, he did not return to the master, but walked slowly to the beautiful 'girl', and then took her little hand and walked out of the courtyard.

Outside the yard, you can see the sea.

"Daughter-in-law, Xijing is a good place, but it's still not as good as here, you are from Jiangnan, don't you go to Xijing once a year and can't see a small bridge and flowing water lake?"

"Hmm!"

"If you want to be brilliant, you must be surrounded by mountains and rivers!" sighed the old rascal.

"Well, husband, it's really good to build a villa here!" Yang Damei 'woman' took his arm and leaned her little face on his shoulder, and said.

The two of them quietly enjoyed an atmosphere that was hard to come by.

Time is like a stream under a small bridge, slowly and quietly wandering.

"Pretty boy, where are you, where are you?" the master rushed out of the courtyard with a notebook, shouted eagerly, and after seeing where the two were sitting, he ran over like a gust of wind: "Pretty boy, you say, you say, what are you doing with me today? Are you going to shoot it, isn't it, isn't it?"

The master felt a little out of breath, his old face was 'flushed', and his eyes were staring at the eyes of the old rascal who had already stood up.

"Mr. Huang, this is the purpose of Li's trip!" the old rascal laughed.

"Okay, okay, okay, you must shoot it, you must shoot it, I want people all over the world to know that the world of Datang is like that, that's what it looks like!"

The master is still 'agitated'.

The 'female' and 'sexual' servant walked out, and the old rascal found that she was in her 30s, not too beautiful in appearance, but at least 80 points, and at this moment she was looking at this side with a tender face.

It was a few minutes before the master and the old rascal sat down at the table again.

"Mr. Li, Miss Yang, I'm just embarrassed, I'm a little out of shape!" the master said apologetically.

"It's okay, I just felt extremely honored to be regarded as a bosom friend by Mr. Huang, but I was also a little apprehensive. This time, I mainly want to ask the master for authorization, so that I can develop the following story. The old rascal said.

"Alas, Mr. Li, my greatest wish in my life, Huang Zuqiang, on the one hand, is to write a book that everyone talks about, and on the other hand, to realize my dream, which is to realize so many beautiful stories and beautiful scenes accumulated in my heart to the material world. ”

The master took a sip of tea: "But at present, Hong Kong dramas or mainland dramas, due to various reasons, are shoddy, alas, it simply humiliates my those, hehe, wonderful words." ”

The master is not a very modest person, how many of the protagonists are modest people?

"Datang is still in creation, I think it will definitely be made into a TV series in the future, TVB has already contacted me, and everyone in Hong Kong understands B's style, it is impossible to realize the real 'spirit' in my book. ”

"Hehe, Mr. Huang, they will definitely change back and forth, maybe they will finally 'make' Concubine Xuan and Shi Qingxuan into the same person, Li Xiuning has more roles than the little devil's 'girl'. ”

"Hehe, what's the point of them changing it like this?!" The master shook his head: "But as an author, there is no way, no matter what it looks like, it is better to shoot it than not to shoot it." The master said.

"Well, that's the case, Mr. Huang, in fact, the artistic conception of your films, "The Great Swordsman" and "Interstellar 'Wave'" is also very good, but it is estimated that no TV station can shoot it, but we can, think of the Pure Land, the Floating Fragrance River, the Shining Spirit Dance, think of the infinite starry sky, the lone hero, the eternal love..."

"Alas, Mr. Li, you can say it, any of my novels, whether it is "The Sword Master", "The Prodigal" or "Xun Qin", etc., if you are willing to shoot it, according to the effect of the episode just now, I can do without you a penny! As long as you can shoot it, I, Huang Zuqiang, will die without regrets!" The master sighed.

When the servant who had been on the side heard this, he walked over, gave the three of them sweet tea, and said softly: "Zu Qiang, what are you talking about?

"Who is this?" asked Yang Damei softly.

"Oh, she, she's my 'girlfriend' friend, you can call her little, small, just call her Sister Yi!" the master laughed.

The old rascal nodded to "Sister Yi", and then said to the master: "Mr. Huang, hehe, thank you very much for such appreciative words. Since it is an authorization, of course we will not let you feel that Yueyang paper is expensive afterwards, so that future generations will not have anything to eat. ”

The master smiled: "I didn't write books for money in the first place!"

"Hehe, Mr. Huang, your male protagonist is not like you! Okay, since we talk about money, we will be vulgar to the end. If Mr. Huang has an agent, he can let the agent talk to me, if not, we can discuss it, hehe!"

The old rascal's 'sexual' personality was against the master's temper, and he said happily: "Okay, what kind of agent to find, you say a fixed price, how much is an episode? The length of an episode is the same as just now." ”

The old rascal held out a finger.

"100,000? Mr. Li, you look down on you too much, right?" the master laughed.

"$100,000 a episode!" said the old rascal.

"Okay, become a 'Jiao'!" Master Huang said with a smile.

Subsequently, the old rascal took out the oval seal of Lanyin Electronics that he carried, and the master also took out his own 'private' seal and wrote a very simple agreement: to grant the right to adapt the animation drama of existing or future works to Lanyin Electronics Company and so on...