Xin Xiaomeng finished washing the dishes, took out the computer and sat on the sofa to start coding.

As soon as Zhang Yuanbao saw Xin Xiaomeng sitting next to him, he asked Xin Xiaomeng: "Didn't you say yesterday that you were a codeword artifact? What about your script? Didn't you say that you could give it to me at noon, but now it's night." ”

"I'm so tired from cooking this day, it's time-consuming, it's still two hours away, you play with your stock first!"

Two hours later, Xin Xiaomeng saved the manuscript, made a copy and backed it up on a separate disk, and then handed the computer to Zhang Yuanbao.

"Look, I'm watching TV first. ”

Zhang Yuanbao took the computer and looked at it, the name "Appearanceism" is very Xinxiaomeng's style.

It's just that this content, especially Xin Xiaomeng, said that it was tailored for him, and he couldn't help but substitute for the protagonist. In all fairness, this drama is not bad, but he is very aggrieved when he substitutes it into the plot of the protagonist.

The protagonist of this play is a particularly obscene fat man, who is also very timid, weak and incompetent, and Zhang Yuanbao becomes more and more angry the more he watches it. How could he be such an image, it was too much for Xin Xiaomeng to smear him like this.

Xin Xiaomeng was watching TV and was having fun, and the host of the show was very funny, and suddenly heard an angry roar in his ear: "Xin Xiaomeng, this is the protagonist you tailored for me." ”

Xin Xiaomeng looked at Zhang Yuanbao very cutely and nodded.

But this angered Zhang Yuanbao, Zhang Yuanbao gritted his teeth and said to Xin Xiaomeng.

"Am I so low? What's the matter, I'm also a domineering president, this protagonist is still a student, how I act, I'm in my thirties, and then the protagonist is still a very ugly fat man, which doesn't match my appearance.

Then my personality is weak and incompetent, my IQ is low, my school grades are good, and I am still the school grass, whether it is external or internal, there is no match. ”

Xin Xiaomeng rolled her eyes and said to Zhang Yuanbao: "Big brother, is your self-confidence a little bursting, are you sure that the school grass you rated like this didn't cost money, I didn't rate the school flower like this." ”

Zhang Yuanbao asked Xin Xiaomeng: "What's wrong with you not commenting on the colonel's flower, I can't evaluate the school grass, I'm a real school grass, when I was in school, I pursued me with a lot of girls, I tell you, I was not only the school grass in junior high school, but also in high school, and I was indifferent to fame and fortune in college, so I withdrew from the school grass competition." ”

Xin Xiaomeng blinked her eyes and glanced at Zhang Yuanbao several times, and indeed her eyes were fine. Only then did he say to Zhang Yuanbao: "Even if you give you the entire domineering president, can the audience accept a domineering president like you? ”

"What's wrong with me like this, I'm a real president, basically I'm like this in the president circle, it's good, I have thick hair, middle-aged definitely won't be bald, the real president is basically bald, I'm slim compared to them.

The market is distorted because you women are so. You always say that we men are lustful, but watching idol dramas, from middle-aged women to junior high school students, that one doesn't like the male lead. ”

Xin Xiaomeng didn't want to continue arguing with Zhang Yuanbao, after all, she was still recording the show, so she said to Zhang Yuan: "Forget it, I'm too lazy to fight for you, pay me back, it's the first time I've done an idol drama from a male perspective!"

Xin Xiaomeng reached out to get the notebook, Zhang Yuanbao dodged away with the notebook, and said to Xin Xiaomeng: "Forget it, I see that you have written so hard, I will personally invest in it for you to shoot it when the time comes." ”

Xin Xiaomeng grinned and said to Zhang Yuanbao: "Don't be so reluctant, don't forget if you don't like it." ”

Zhang Yuanbao said with a very thoughtful look for Xin Xiaomeng: "It's also your hard work, and it can't be wasted." You owe me a lot! You don't have to write a script, you can write a song. ”

"Think beautifully. "Don't write songs for Zhang Yuanbao if you believe in Xiaomeng! There are only a few songs she remembers.

"Xin Xiaomeng, I think you are very indifferent and ruthless at this moment, why do you say you are so indifferent and ruthless! My heart is so uncomfortable! I am so sad! My heart seems to be torn into pieces by you. ”

Xin Xiaomeng said to Zhang Yuanbao a little helplessly: "You are such a big person, and you still watch idol dramas." ”

Zhang Yuanbao sighed and said to Xin Xiaomeng: "The company's business is too extensive, and it has also contracted the idol drama business. ”

"Are you really a school grass when you go to school?" coldly, Xin Xiaomeng suddenly asked again while she was unprepared, she really didn't want to believe it.

"Yes, don't you believe it, you can go to our class to inquire and find out, you didn't get the school flower, did you get the class flower?" Zhang Yuanbao also suddenly asked Xin Xiaomeng.

Xin Xiaomeng instinctively shook her head, and suddenly reacted and said: "When I was in school, I was always in the same class as Mu Xiaoyou, or at the same table, what can I do? ”

"Then when you went to college, you didn't have the same school as others, why didn't you get an evaluation. ”

"Our universities and schools are the kind of people who only focus on learning, and they don't compete for these false names anymore. ”

Zhang Yuanbao took the computer Baidu and said to Xin Xiaomeng: "Your school flower netizens have helped you evaluate, your school flower is Chen Guoguo, she seems to be in the same class as you!"

Xin Xiaomeng's eyes were already filled with anger, and he snatched the computer and said to Zhang Yuanbao: "What school are you high school, I will also give you a Baidu Internet visit." ”

"Misri Noble High School, our school is not connected to the Internet, and it is very old, so you may not be able to search for it. ”

Xin Xiaomeng searched on the Internet, and really didn't find it, but she didn't give up lightly, and found the school's post bar, one by one, and really turned to a school draft record of the past dynasties of Misri.

With her strong memory, she flipped through them one by one, and she calculated the time, and she found a photo, which was a bit similar to Zhang Yuanbao between her eyebrows, a bit like the photo Zhang Yuanbao sent her before.

Xin Xiaomeng couldn't believe it, pointed to the photo and asked Zhang Yuanbao, "This is what you used to look like." ”

"yes! It's even more blessed now. ”

"It's a lot of blessings, but this blessing squeezes out all the handsomeness. ”

"There's no way to control this, your idol will be blessed at my age, I guess I don't even have this posture of mine. ”

"There will be new idols then. ”

"You're not paying too much attention. ”

"Can I hit you?" Xin Xiaomeng said to Zhang Yuanbao with a fist.

Zhang Yuanbao closed his eyes and said to Xin Xiaomeng: "Come on! Don't slap your face." ”

"Is there any difference between you and your face?" Xin Xiaomeng said to Zhang Yuanbao.

"I'm also a dignified man. ”

Xin Xiaomeng still didn't hit Zhang Yuanbao in the end, and said to Zhang Yuanbao: "It's not early, wash and sleep! Tomorrow is a new day, I think your physique is really a little bad, I'll take my medicine to wipe you later, my feet are all right, your face is not good." ”

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