"Did he write it?" asked Zhu Laomao in a trembling voice. He couldn't believe his eyes, was this a seven or eight-year-old doll.

"I don't know if he wrote it, but he took out this script!" Chen Xiaoer clasped his hands in front of his chest and looked at Zhu Laomao with a smile, "I always thought that only a leopard like me would have such an uncalm performance-I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it-you, Zhu Laomao, a guy who has always thought that he is calm and calm on any occasion, also has today!"

"Haha, ha......" Chen Xiaoer's words of learning and selling immediately caused laughter in the house.

"Don't be kidding, get down to business!" Zhu Laomao pressed Chen Xiaoer to the chair with a smile and asked solemnly, "This script is really taken out by this kid?"

"It's like a fake!" Chen Xiaoer said with a look of swearing on the verge of a gambling curse.

Indeed, he took it out. Su Aijun also looked at Fang Mingyuan with strange eyes at this time.

"So little friend, what's your name?" Zhu Laomao didn't believe it at this time.

"Fang Mingyuan, hello Uncle Zhu!" Fang Mingyuan nodded politely.

"This script...... Did you write it?" Zhu Laomao was still a little incredulous, maybe it was written by someone the child knew, and asked him to bring it to the two of them.

Fang Mingyuan smiled without answering, reached out and took out another notebook from his bag and handed it to Zhu Laomao. "Uncle Zhu, there is another script for a sketch here, how about you take a look?" Another script! Chen Xiaoer, Zhu Laomao, and Su Aijun's eyes almost popped out.

Seeing the three of them staring at their small bags like hungry wolves, Fang Mingyuan spread his hands and said, "No, there are only these two." ”

Only then did Zhu Laomao turn his attention to the book in his hand - "Making a Movie". He and Chen Xiaoer's heads came together, and with the foundation of the previous script, they naturally wouldn't underestimate the one Fang Mingyuan took out.

The two were quickly drawn to the content of the script, which was apparently based on the sketch conceived in the context of their performance in "Eating Noodles" at this year's Spring Festival Gala. And the sketch still adheres to the style of the two, whether it is the lines or the actions designed, all of them do not conform to the characteristics of the two. In short, this is another work tailored to the characteristics of the two.

"Good script, good script!" Chen Xiaoer said in amazement. You must know that an actor, especially an actor who has not become popular, can have a good script tailored for himself, and the joy is indescribable. If there are two ...... at the same time? Whether Chen Xiaoer was so happy when he entered the cave room, I'm afraid it's hard to say.

"It's a good script, and it can be on next year's Spring Festival Gala!" Zhu Laomao was also overjoyed.

The two of them were excited for a long time, and then they realized that the problem had not been solved, and they had to find the authors of these two sketches immediately and buy them! Yes! Buy them! Even if they were bankrupt, they had to buy them!

With these two works, Zhu Laomao and Chen Xiaoer can assert that next year's Spring Festival Gala will definitely have their own place! There may even be a grand scene of both works! The future acting career of the two is bound to be a smooth road!

"Little friend Fang Mingyuan, can you tell your uncle, who wrote these two scripts?" Zhu Laomao forced the joy in his heart and asked in as calm a tone as possible.

"This is what I wrote, Uncle Chen and Uncle Zhu, and it seems that the two of them are still relatively satisfied. Fang Mingyuan's words made the other three people present open their mouths in surprise.

"Kid, did you really write this? Plagiarism is illegal. Zhu Laomao said unhappily. How could this kid lie, how could such a thing be written by a seven or eight-year-old child. Without a certain foundation in life and a certain writing experience, it is absolutely impossible to write such a good work.

"I can guarantee that this is my work!" Fang Mingyuan continued to say unashamedly. One is the program of the Spring Festival Gala in '90, and the other is the program of the Spring Festival Gala in '85, and it is only the sixth day of the Lunar New Year, and if someone has already written it, it can only be one reason -- the traverser crashed! If this is the case, let alone the second, no one is original!

Chen Xiaoer and Zhu Laomao looked at each other, although it was unbelievable, but it seemed impossible to say plagiarism. In particular, the sketch "Making a Movie" is obviously in the same vein as "Eating Noodles", this is only the sixth day of the first month, even if the author sees this sketch and has inspiration, it is impossible for it to flow into the hands of others so quickly. And since two days ago, the factory leaders notified Chen Xiaoer to wait at home, that is, at that time, at least one sketch has been completed. The high standard of these two works is also quite rare, and it is not something that ordinary people can write. What's more, it was the first time for the two to cooperate in the Spring Festival Gala in 84, and it was quite unexpected to achieve such haode results, to say that before that, someone would tailor a script for the two of them, and neither of them believed it.

"Uncle Su, Uncle Chen, and Uncle Zhu don't believe that these two sketches are from me, so what about you?" Fang Mingyuan asked Su Aijun.

Su Aijun pondered for a while, although this result also shocked him, but with the previous maglev train theory and Su Huandong's attention to Fang Mingyuan, he felt that Fang Mingyuan wrote a sketch, which seemed to be reasonable. "I believe it!"

"Comrade Zhu Laomao, Comrade Chen Xiaoer, I am willing to vouch for him, this is his own work. If the two of you think that I am a light talker, then I can ask my father, Su Huandong, director of the Jihua Development Department of the Ministry of Railways, to prove to you! This is his own work!" Su Aijun said solemnly to Chen Xiaoer. Such a sensible child should not do that kind of stupid thing of plagiarism. But how could he have thought that Fang Mingyuan had plagiarized his future works.

The two of them were immediately moved, the director of the Jihua Development Department of the Ministry of Railways, who was not an ordinary official. Although it is not a system with Bayi Factory, no one can control anyone, but after all, the level is there. Moreover, in the government, the Ministry of Culture and the Ministry of Railways, although they are both ministerial-level units, their influence is not at the same level. Moreover, the officialdom in Huaxia is complicated, and God knows how his boss will have a relationship with the other party. So with this sentence, it is enough.

Before the two of them could speak, Fang Mingyuan had already pulled the script in Zhu Laomao's hand, turned over the back, picked up the pen, brushed it a little bit, and wrote another one in half an hour. "Uncle Zhu, Uncle Chen, how about you take a look at this sketch again, I haven't conceived it completely, and there may be some places that still need to be revised. ”

"The police and brother-in-law?" Zhu Laomao had already taken it a little numbly. When Fang Mingyuan had just written, he and Chen Xiaoer had already looked at it when they stood behind Fang Mingyuan. In the words of later generations, he has been completely shaken, thundered, and frightened!

is another sketch script that has never been heard of, completely in line with the acting style of the two, and has an excellent level!

PS: I was squeezed to the thirteenth again, and next week's Sanjiang was also rejected, and it was really difficult to run naked without any recommendation. I'll have to go to the hospital for a vigil in a moment and I'll be back tomorrow morning. In order to complete the second watch, the demon spirit only completed the third Q, and if I plan to make up for it tomorrow, it will be enough for me to choke. To recommend, to collect, I hope to come back tomorrow not miserable.

PS: Yesterday I was in a hurry, today I have slightly revised it, and I am writing the next chapter