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The boy doesn't know the taste of sorrow and falls in love with the floor. Fall in love with the floor. Worried about the new words.

Now I know the taste of sorrow, and I want to talk about it. I want to talk about it. But the weather is cool and autumn.

After writing this poem, Ma Yinuo put down the pen and said, "Suddenly I have a little inspiration, so let's stop here!"

Bai Pujia, who was looking at the new words in a daze, came back to her senses and nodded: "Go quickly! Thank you today." ”

Ma Yinuo waved his hand and said to the fans in the live broadcast room: "I'll go first, everyone have fun." ”

Why did Brother Pony leave! 】

[Didn't you hear!] Brother Pony is inspired and has gone to create. 】

[Well, inspiration is not easy to come by, don't delay Brother Pony. 】

[That's it, goodbye, little brother, come back next time live broadcast!]

[Goodbye Brother Pony.] 】

……

When he left Bai Pujia's room and closed the door, Ma Yinuo exhaled, his hands opened and clenched, and his ten fingers gradually parted, and he 'moved alone'. First the heart is divided into two uses, then the heart is divided into three uses, and the heart is divided into four uses, until in the end, the ten fingers actually make different movements, as if there is a brain on each finger commanding.

“……”

Silently walked back to his room, first observed Hu Die's situation, confirmed that there was no problem, then put the paper basket next to the desk in the corner, and checked out more than a dozen waste paper balls from the paper basket.

This scrap of paper is all his failed works, with lyrics, scripts, storyboards, and random graffiti.

With the development of network technology, more and more creators are using software to create, but Ma Yinuo prefers handwriting. One is that handwriting is more feeling, and the other is that it can strengthen the brain memory and not forget the words.

Grabbing the paper ball, he retreated five meters away, picked up one and threw it at the paper basket.

I hit the edge of the paper basket and didn't go in.

After a slight pause, adjust the strength, and continue to lose ...... This time it went in.

Throw it again, throw it again, throw it again, go back in, and the parabola and position are exactly the same every time you throw it, as if you are replaying a shot of a paper ball.

Really.

After all the paper balls were lost, Ma Yinuo picked them up again and threw them with different postures and strengths. Adjustment after adjustment, correction after correction, until machine-like accuracy is reached.

After using up more than two dozen positions and position changes, he was no longer satisfied with throwing still and began to try dynamic throwing.

Compared with the accuracy under static, the accuracy under dynamic condition is greatly reduced. However, after three or five adjustments, the accuracy rate has been greatly improved. After almost a dozen attempts, I finally achieved machine-like accuracy.

After the last paper ball hit the paper basket with the upper body shaking sharply, Ma Yinuo slapped his hand hard: "Beautiful!"

He knew exactly what this machine-like precision of the flesh meant by that, that he could be a craftsman, that he could be a world champion shooter, that he could be a god-level gamer, that meant ...... Many, much more.

Since the fusion of the two souls and the discovery of changes in the brain domain, he originally thought that he would embark on the clean field of entertainment in the future. But now it seems that there are many shortcuts to choose from in the future.

Gradually calming down from the high-pitched emotions, Ma Yinuo exhaled and chuckled: "It seems that you don't have to worry about money in the future, the most important thing is ......"

Walking to the bedside, looking at this pale and serene face, as if he had just fallen asleep, Ma Yinuo lowered his head and kissed lightly on this face, "Fluttershy, even if you exhaust everything, I will make you sober." ”

……

"That's all for today's live broadcast, good night everyone, see you tomorrow. ”

At the end of today's live broadcast, Bai Pujia crossed her hands together and stretched her arms upwards vigorously.

"Uh-huh~~~~~~~~ hey!"

Stretching comfortably, his arms propped up on the table, looking down at the words in the notebook, his eyes a little more sad.

When she saw this poem before, she knew that this was Ma Yinuo's own perception written by her, but this feeling is also applicable to her.

Thinking back then, when she first entered Nortel, didn't she just know what sorrow was! Because of this, she couldn't grasp it when facing some deep roles. Without his own opinions, he can only learn from the skills of other film and television actors, although his performance is good, he lacks his own mark after all.

As the years passed, and after three consecutive years of difficult status after graduation, she finally tasted countless sorrows. But what can I do if I know? I can only use the strength of the wine to shout on the overpass in the dead of night: "Go to the dream of TM!"

Dreams are a good thing, but things must be reversed. When it can't be realized, this thing is worthless, even if the head is broken and the blood flows, it is just a dream bubble, and it will break when you poke it, and it will cold the hearts of people who don't know how much.

"I want to talk about it. I want to talk about it. But the weather is cool and autumn. Heh......" laughed a little weakly, leaned back, and stared blankly at the ceiling: "I'm twenty-five." ”

For ordinary women, the age of twenty-five is the best time in their lives, but for actresses in the entertainment industry, it is very dangerous.

There are seniors with superb acting skills in the front, and there are young juniors in the back. A twenty-five-year-old actress, if she can't get into a famous place in the next few years, it will be difficult to mix in this circle again.

Turning out the business cards from the drawer, they were either 'total' or 'long', all of them were old men who wanted to trade with her.

Flipping one by one, in response to the unsightly faces in his mind, the confusion in Bai Pujia's eyes gradually dissipated and gradually became firm.

sneered: "Just you goods, I also want to take advantage of the old lady and blind your dog's eyes." ”

Drop your business card in a drawer and pick up your notebook. Looking at this new word with a strange font, the smile on the corner of his mouth grew.

"Harmful spirits. ”

……

Knock Knock Knock –

"Brother Pony, have you slept?"

"Come in!"

Bai Pujia walked in with a thermos cup, saw Ma Yinuo feeding Hu Die through nasogastric feeding, and asked, "Do you need help?"

"It's almost there, no. ”

Within a few minutes, the meal was finished. Ma Yinuo carefully checked it to make sure there were no mistakes.

Bai Pujia sat opposite the hospital bed, seeing him so cautious, she couldn't help but chuckle: "I've been doing it for three years, and it is estimated that there is no second person in the world who is so careful as you." ”

"There's nothing wrong with being careful. After confirming that there was no problem, Ma Yinuo breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat from his head, and asked while cleaning up: "Is the live broadcast done?"

"It's over. Bai Pujia said with a smile: "Today's reward has broken the record, but the two aircraft carriers in it and some of the tips from that time period are all yours, and I will give you after the money comes." ”

"It's okay, let's leave it at your place!" After packing up his things, Ma Yinuo asked, "Go to the drama club tomorrow?"

"Ahh Bai Pujia handed him the thermos cup and said, "Although there are not many scenes, it just accounts for one end and one tail, and I am also an important role throughout the whole play, hehehe." ”

"Look at your beauty. Ma Yinuo took the thermos cup and looked at the things soaked inside, red and grainy.

"What do you mean?" Ma Yinuo was angry and funny.

Bai Pujia said with a smile: "When people reach middle age, they have to soak wolfberries in a thermos cup." Your Majesty, for the sake of a life of sexual happiness, take care of your dragon body!"

"I'm going to you today, you palace maid. "Ma Yinuo made a gesture to hit someone.

"Your Majesty spare your life~~~~~ Bai Pujia pulled a long tone of Peking Opera, and her hands were in front of her one after the other, looking like a woman begging for mercy.

"Hmph!" "I'm really tired today, and Bai Pujia, who didn't pay attention to it and was playing, took a sip of hot water soaked in wolfberries.

This body has been tired for three years, although it has fused the soul and mutated the body, but it is still a little weak, and it is good to drink some wolfberry tonic.

Seeing that he drank it honestly, Bai Pujia smiled and asked, "The inspiration just now was not wasted, right?"

"It's timely. Ma Yinuo went to the desk and took a piece of white paper full of words and handed it to her.

Bai Pujia took it and looked down. After reading it, I was a little surprised: "Script outline?"

"Yes. Ma Yinuo nodded and said, "To be correct, it's the outline of the drama script." ”

"Drama?" Bai Pujia's small mouth opened, and she said in surprise, "You can also write a drama script?"

"Then what's not going to happen. Ma Yinuo smiled: "Don't forget, I'm from a professional class, and I've been singing and practicing for more than ten years!"

"I know you've practiced, but singing and writing are two different things. Bai Pujia said.

"Actually, if you sing too much, you will make up something in your head, otherwise where will so many new dramas come from?" Ma Yinuo took a sip of wolfberry water and said: "A story about life and death love suddenly popped up in my mind just now, I want to try to write it down and send it back to the people of the Peking Opera Troupe to try." ”

"Is there a way?" Bai Pujia was not very interested in opera, so she returned the paper to him.

"I'm a child, born in a serious drama school, and guided by a famous teacher. Ma Yinuo glanced at Bai Pujia with a little self-satisfaction: "What can you compare with this wild road." ”

"I'm so angry with my mother!" Bai Pujia was furious: "The drama school is amazing! The drama school is more noble than the ordinary school! You are discriminating! I will go to the Supreme Court to denounce you!"

Ma Yinuo was about to be teased, when his face suddenly changed, a little cold sweat broke out in his head, and he leaned on the bedside table and waved his hand.

"What's wrong!?" Bai Pujia was startled, and she didn't care about acting, so she hurriedly got up and walked around.

"It's fine, it's just a little dizzy. After slowing down for a while, he felt more relaxed, and said with a wry smile: "I really want to drink more wolfberry soaked water in the future." ”

Seeing that his face turned pale, Bai Pujia's distressed eyes were filled with tears: "How many times have you said that you should not be reckless, don't be reckless, and collapse your body, who will take care of Fluttershy?

After a few words, he helped him up: "Go back to bed and lie down for a while." ”

Ma Yinuo didn't take it lightly, he was indeed a little uncomfortable just now, and he was too weak to think about it, and he was not idle from morning to night this day, and he couldn't bear it.

"I'm sorry for you. ”

"!"

Helping Ma Yinuo back to the bed and sitting down, Bai Pujia said softly: "Lie down for a while, I'll pour a basin of hot water for you to soak your feet." ”

"Brother Yinuo, it's me! Your little angel, answer the phone quickly! Lala, answer the phone. ”

Before I could say thank you, a mischievous and strange phone rang.

Turning her head to look at the mobile phone on the desk, Bai Pujia's eyes narrowed.