"What's wrong?" Zhou Chengbin walked over to take a look, and was also taken aback when he landed, thinking that Wang Mingzhi's writing of poetry was actually a legend sprinkled with joy! Although the handwriting is too ordinary, this article ......

"What's wrong?" Li Haoxuan also walked over and gasped.

has been doing this show for more than half a year, and Li Haoxuan, as an editor, has reviewed hundreds of manuscripts. But suddenly, what did he see? This choice of words, sentence formation, plot scheduling...... In contrast, those manuscripts are really all rubbish!

"What's wrong?" Xiao Ying and the others also walked over, their eyes widening.

Even though I have watched a lot of strange stories in various media since I was a child, and I am used to seeing all kinds of characters, how many can I remember? Now look at this girl, as soon as she appeared on the stage, she jumped on the page.

[There is a girl with a maid, a plum blossom, Ronghua is peerless, and the smile is lovely. The attention of the student is unswerving, and he forgets his scruples. The woman went to count the martial arts, and Gu Wan said: "The eyes of the child are burning like a thief!" 】

She is so innocent and uninhibited. She is free, and this freedom is because she is not in the world. She is like a plum blossom, blooming alone in her own world, even if it is icy and snowy, she still laughs.

It seems that the fragrance of flowers comes out of the paper, as if there is a girl's laughter through the paper, this is called character building!

"What?" Yang Zhiyuan couldn't help but walk, and his face changed when he saw it.

Zhang Sirun and Xiang Gui followed in surprise, what kind of poem? Looking at the paper, Xiang Gui couldn't help but lose his voice: "How can it be ......?"

"Shhhh!!h

Yang Zhiyuan looked embarrassed, it was not for them to walk away, and it was not for them to continue to stand. The most embarrassing thing was Yang Zhiyuan, whose nose was red.

Li Haoxuan, Huang Yijuan and others looked at him, their eyes were teasing and angry, it turned out that Feiming could really write a good work!

Ignoring these people, their attention returned to the paper, reading the words written by Wang Mingzhi, and their moods fluctuated with this story, changing because of Ying Ning's experience, happy for her, worried for her.

Half a moment later, when Wang Mingzhi wrote the last paragraph of the author's self-evaluation, "Different History", everyone was full of emotion, the author really understood the characters in the pen! Ying Ning kept laughing, not because she had no heart or lungs, but because she was cunning......

This girl seems to be out of the world, but in fact, from the very beginning, she has been in the shackles of the world all the time.

Such a sharp reversal is really embarrassing!

"That's it. Wang Mingzhi sighed, closed the pages of the book in the sea of knowledge, and came back to his senses, only to find that there was a group of people around him.

"Feiming, Feiming!" Zhou Chengbin was so excited that he couldn't say anything, but he didn't dance, and he was still feeling sorry for Ying Ning.

Li Haoxuan praised loudly: "With this article "Infant Ning", our show will be a hot spot in the city tomorrow!" Xiao Ying disagreed, and said loudly: "What's more? It's all this week! Such a good new story, I can't find it with a lantern." ”

"yes. "Absolutely. Everyone agreed, as soon as "Infant Ning" came out on the street, "Spirit Talking and Laughing" would definitely be a hit!

Yang Zhiyuan and his group were ignored, and a few people, you look at me, I look at you, they all know that they are embarrassed and silent.

But Yang Zhiyuan can't do it if he doesn't speak, these people must use Wang Mingzhi's legend, have they asked him about this choreographer? Should he still exist as a director? He is already difficult to ride a tiger, and said in a muffled voice: "I think this story is just a routine of the fox fairy scholar, no different from "Chun'er"......"

"Ridiculous!" Li Haoxuan suddenly said bluntly with dissatisfaction, "Director Yang, why bother." ”

Zhou Chengbin was also angry, "It's no difference, but I think it's the difference between cloud and mud!"

"I've always said that the problem with the show is that it doesn't get enough publicity. Yang Zhiyuan was still stiff-mouthed, "It doesn't have much to do with the manuscript." ”

Wang Mingzhi did not participate in this quarrel, whether it is a classic or a mediocre work to tell the audience, you don't know.

Huang Yijuan was sadly asking him, "Why doesn't Ying Ning stop laughing?"

"It's a rebellion against the world she lives in. Wang Mingzhi said.

"Alas, why should she resist like this!" Huang Yijuan shook her head. Xiao Ying thought about it when she heard this, and said: "This is also true, I am really unwilling for her." ”

Like being stabbed by something, Wang Mingzhi vaguely felt a little inappropriate, but he couldn't figure out what was wrong.

If you are suspicious, good stories are controversial, there are a thousand babies in a thousand people!

……

As night falls, despite the variety of entertainment, watching TV at home is still a major option. The audience in Jiannan Province is watching Jincheng Channel, Brazil Channel, Yuzhou Channel, Yunle Channel, etc......

"Miss, the latest news, Wang Mingzhi has joined the program group of "Spirit Talks and Ghost Laughter". ”

A quiet and tranquil tea house, Lu Huiqing is saying to her eldest grandson Wuyu.

After determining the situation that day, the young lady was looking for an opportunity to meet Wang Mingzhi. But they haven't been able to find a good opportunity for the past few days, and the Double Ninth Festival is approaching again, and the family is urging them to go back to Chang'an. This must be done before going back, provided that the young lady is still interested.

""Soul Talks and Laughs"?" The eldest grandson Wuyu doubted, "His parents have been mourned for half a year, how can this be suitable." ”

"Someone must have embarrassed him. Lu Huiqing said, "As soon as his declaration of revenge came out, he offended many big people." ”

"I know...... I mean, why didn't he just brush up his sleeves and go to Mingzhi, what would he do with such a show?" She loves legendary stories, especially chivalry, so I've watched a few episodes of this show - it's terrible.

"I don't understand either, it can't be a storyteller, right?"

……

In the headquarters building of Brazilian television, the night program team is still busy, and this is the case with the "Ghost Talk" program team.

"Why haven't you come yet?"

In the program studio, Wang Mingzhi anxiously looked at the clock on the wall, there was less than half an hour left before the live broadcast, and the storyteller Yao Tong had not yet appeared.

"Come on, he's usually here at this time. Zhou Chengbin was dissatisfied and helpless.

Yao Tong is not a big-name storyteller, he is only a little famous in Brazil, but he has a lot of shelf. It's almost every day that the broadcast is going to start, and he's just late, the makeup artist hasn't put on his makeup yet, and he hasn't read the manuscript yet, so he hurriedly looks at the teleprompter and starts talking.

Wang Mingzhi watched the clock change to 22:15, and his anger burned straight to his heart, and there were only 15 minutes left!

In the evening, I chatted with Neve, she said that the audition went well today, her performance should be good, the casting director and others were very smiling, and Agent Lu also said that she had a good chance of winning the role.

Wang Mingzhi was happy for her, but everything was not going well on his side......

"You're here!" Zhou Chengbin shouted at this time, "You should have arrived two hours ago!"

I saw a middle-aged man in a green robe yawning into the studio, with a slender figure and two mustaches, like a fortune teller in the rivers and lakes, it was Yao Tong. He raised his mustache slightly, and replied impatiently: "Okay, okay." ”

Everyone surrounded them, Li Haoxuan took the manuscript to Yao Tong, and said hurriedly: "This is tonight's legendary "Ying Ning", you can take a look." ”

"Oh. Yao Tong took it casually, walked into the dressing room next to him, sat down in front of the dressing table, and threw the manuscript on the stage. He leaned on the back of the chair and crossed Erlang's legs, and did not mean to read the manuscript.

While the makeup artist was applying makeup to him, Wang Mingzhi walked up angrily, "Mr. Yao, aren't you going to read the manuscript?"