The next morning, Lin Wenyuan couldn't go to school on business, so he personally bought breakfast and came over, and left with confidence after watching Fu Zimo eat it.

Before leaving, he instructed, "Don't go back to sleep." ”

Fu Zimo responded, lowered his head and continued to drink his chicken porridge, thinking while eating, the chicken porridge in this shop is boiling well, the rice grains are glutinous but not rotten, I must ask Lin Wenyuan where he bought it tomorrow.

When I returned to school, I was as late as ever, and of course, after the Su Ziyan incident, no student on duty dared to stop Fu Zimo anymore.

Suddenly, a person stopped in front of Fu Zimo's car, Fu Zimo hurriedly stepped on the brakes, and the anger of not sleeping enough and being stopped made him get out of the car violently, holding a thin iron chain in his hand, ready to teach this short-eyed boy a lesson.

However, the moment he saw the face of the person who stopped the car, Fu Zimo's momentum was cowardly, and he quietly threw the chain back to the car, "Xu Zhishan, why are you here?" ”

Xu Zhishan frowned, and asked very bloodily, "How do you know my name?" Such a question, just handed over the bank card in his hand and said, "I don't need your money." ”

You don't need to check Fu Zimo to know that with Xu Zhishan's arrogance, the 200,000 must have been returned without moving.

He didn't answer, "I don't lack this money." ”

Xu Zhishan's face was calm, as if he hadn't heard this, and insisted on handing the card. "I'm not short of money."

As soon as he heard this, Fu Zimo was happy, "You are not short of money, how many jobs do you still have to work part-time?" Don't sue me, you plan to use your hands to wash dishes and make money. ”

In his impression, Xu Zhishan was the most difficult during this time, he originally burned money to study art, and his mother was seriously ill recently, so he couldn't wait to learn □□ skills.

Xu Zhishan looked at Fu Zimo quietly, and his hand holding the bank card stopped steadily in mid-air.

Fu Zimo couldn't stand it anymore first, and deliberately sneered: "I said Xu Zhishan, what are you afraid of, you can't look down on a young master like you, not to mention that you don't have anything for the young master to covet." ”

"Let's put it this way, I have a crush on you as a person......"

Xu Zhishan raised his eyebrows.

“…… The potential, this 200,000 is your selling money, you will work for me in the future, I will help you set up a studio, you will help me design clothes, it's as simple as that. ”

Hearing Fu Zimo say this, Xu Zhishan thought about it, and actually kicked the bank card into his pocket very shamelessly, looked at Fu Zimo and shouted calmly: "Boss." ”

In his opinion, he really needs this money, and Fu Zimo also said that they are an employment relationship, he is poor and white, and he is not afraid of Fu Zimo trying to figure him out.

It's going to be back slowly.

choked Fu Zimo.

Fu Zimo thought about it, asked Xu Zhishan to give him the card number, he remitted another million, and said: "This money is for you, you go and set up a studio by yourself, you can do whatever you want with the workers' trademark or something, your current business is to help me make clothes by hand, and then help my crew make costumes." ”

Xu Zhishan nodded and asked, "What about the script?" ”

Fu Zimo was stunned for a moment before coming back to his senses, the script is still with Luo Xius......

He urgently called Rosius, "Rosius help me find a script for a modern idol drama." ”

Rosius's eyes flashed, and a stack of scripts appeared in his hand, and he said with a machine face: "Host, one million fees have been automatically deducted from your bank account. ”

Fu Zimo was taken aback, "Why do things in space still need money?" ”

"Because you don't have points." Rosius said unceremoniously.

Fu Zimo burst into tears, Damn's current money is really not durable!

Coming out of the consciousness space, Fu Zimo reached into the car to cover up, took out the script and handed it to Xu Zhishan.

Xu Zhishan took the script and didn't read it, probably there was no costume in his heart that he couldn't design.

It's a pride bordering on conceit.

Xu Zhishan took out the soft ruler he carried with him, measured Fu Zimo on the spot, and turned around and left.

Fu Zimo raised his eyebrows, phew, this kid doesn't remember the owner of the money when he takes the money, does he still have his thick thighs in his eyes!

Fu Zimo is not worried that Xu Zhishan will run away with the money, because in that case, Xu Zhishan will not be the proud Xu Zhishan.

Proud to the point of almost conceited Xu Zhishan.

Back in the classroom, Fu Zimo didn't listen to the class, so he was really bored and took out the script to read.

This script is called "Hey, Did You Sleep?" is a bloody idol drama dressed in supernatural clothing.

This story is about a very talented but not appreciated screenwriter, who usually makes a living by writing scripts, so he also met Zhu Xiaoman, a popular actress in the entertainment industry, and the two quickly fell in love, during which various hardships were brought to ...... There is no story of the right result.

The story is very old-fashioned, the plot is very bloody, and the only highlight is that there is a ghost in the male protagonist's house, and on the day of the Midyear Festival, this ghost stayed by mistake.

The first meeting between Liu Zhiheng and the ghost was in a dream. The ghost squatted in front of the bed and asked silently, "Hey, have you slept?" Without getting a response, he fell into the dream of the male protagonist.

Liu Zhiheng knew that he was dreaming, so he was not afraid, but made friends with the ghost very friendly.

When he woke up, Liu Zhiheng found that the ghost was still there, and he was almost scared.

The ghost said with some grievances: "Didn't you say that I am your friend and can appear by your side at any time?" ”

Liu Zhiheng burst into tears, he was dreaming at that time, big brother! In my dream, even if I became an emperor, it was also fake!

Of course, in the end, they became friends, and that was how the story began.

Since then, the ghost has been silently helping Liu Zhiheng, encouraging him to find confidence, helping him to mistreat the director who looks down on people, secretly playing pranks with him, and even spending mana just to help Liu Zhiheng and Zhu Xiaoman's date add atmosphere.

……

If you see this, Fu Zimo still thinks it's normal, at most he thinks it's interesting, the next plot ...... The more you look at it, the more wrong it becomes.

……

It's a pity that the good times didn't last long, and the ghost was finally discovered by the male number two, who was born with yin and yang eyes.

The second male night is a big star who has liked the female protagonist for many years, and he is also the heir of the ghost hunting family. However, he was moved by the ghost's sincere feelings for Liu Zhiheng, and made an exception without sealing the ghost, but only warned the ghost not to use mana again, otherwise the spell he planted would make the ghost fly away.

After the ghost disappeared for two days, and when he returned to Liu Zhiheng's house, Liu Zhiheng scolded him angrily and worriedly, and the ghost silently endured without justification, and since then, the ghost has not helped Liu Zhiheng and Zhu Xiaoman, Liu Zhiheng was disappointed that the ghost had changed, and gradually distanced himself from the ghost.

The ghost gradually stopped appearing in front of them, quietly watching the two of them divide and merge, watching Zhu Xiaoman win the best actress, watching Zhu Xiaoman being riddled with scandals, watching Liu Zhiheng gradually become famous, and watching Liu Zhiheng propose to Zhu Xiaoman.

Liu Zhiheng seems to have forgotten the ghost's existence.

The ghost must admit that he has lost his feelings, and he seems to be a little, a little sad.

Such days passed day by day, until that day, Liu Zhiheng's car was manipulated, and it was directly out of control and wanted to crash into the fence, Liu Zhiheng begged the ghost to save Zhu Xiaoman.

"I must save you!" This time, the ghost finally used his mana, but when the fire of the spell burned, the ghost with some hollow pupils actually had love.

"It hurts...... "My whole body hurts, and my heart ...... It hurts too.

Unfortunately, no one heard.

Zhu Xiaoman was not rescued, and Liu Zhiheng fell into a deep coma.

After all, a ghost is just a little ghost, he is not omnipotent.

The ghost that had disappeared half of it floated in front of Liu Zhiheng's bed, his eyes were full of tears, he blinked, and a few tears fell on Liu Zhiheng's face.

It was the last thing he could do for him.

"Hey, did you sleep?" The ghost finally has the love he once dreamed of.

Liu Zhiheng, who was in a coma, seemed to hear his call, his eyelids moved, and he struggled to open his eyes, and the first picture he saw showed that the ghost dissipated in front of him like a cloud of smoke, and his mouth squirmed and said what he didn't hear.

Liu Zhiheng panicked in his heart, and intuitively told him that he couldn't hear the words he had time to hear.

"Hey, stop playing, come out." Liu Zhiheng called out to the ghost as usual.

The ward was empty and quiet, and there was no one but him.

Liu Zhiheng was stunned.

At this time, the doctor walked in, saw Liu Zhiheng awake, and said happily: "I can't believe you are actually awake." ”

"Where's Xiao Man?" He asked subconsciously.

"I'm sorry, we tried our best." The doctor replied, "It's a miracle that you were able to survive a single person in the midst of such a strong impact!" ”

"Woo......" Some enlightenment appeared in his heart, Liu Zhiheng covered his eyes with his hands, tears flowed out of the cracks, and he whimpered quietly like a wounded little beast.

The doctor exited the room in a clear sense, and then closed the door for Liu Zhiheng.

Liu Zhiheng cried numbly and uncontrollably, but even he couldn't tell who he was crying for.

The tequila on the windowsill shook slightly, as if it was saying its final goodbye to someone.

The story doesn't end yet.

After a long, long time, Liu Zhiheng has gradually retired from the entertainment industry.

One peaceful night, he fell asleep quickly under the effect of sleeping pills, and before going to bed habitually laughed at himself that he was still very unaccustomed to nights without ghosts.

At this time, it was already autumn, and the night breeze was very cool, and the plate of tequila from the hospital shook slightly, and the quilt kicked away by Liu Zhiheng covered him back out of thin air.

The end of the play.

……

After reading the full text, the corners of Fu Zimo's mouth twitched, and he asked Luo Xiusi a little speechlessly: "Could it be that I'm too stupid?" Why didn't I understand whether this drama was BG or BL!? ”

Luo Xiusi looked at Fu Zimo with a very relieved look, "You finally admit it." You know, in other planes, same-sex is a very popular way to match. ”

Fu Zimo suddenly smiled: "Luo Xius, what will happen if I beat you?" ”

Rosius was expressionless: "I'm sorry, the host's current level is too low, and he doesn't have this permission." ”

A cross stretched out of Fu Zimo's head.

#树洞: My intelligence, why are you hanging so much? #

Fu Zimo's eyes rolled, and he asked Luo Xiusi to help modify the script slightly, and said: How can I not write a suitable role for my good brother Zhou Shengsheng!

Luo Xiusi naturally would not disobey this small request, and after revising it, he handed the script to Fu Zimo, and then asked sternly: "Are you sure that he is your brother and not the enemy who killed his father?" ”

Fu Zimo smiled evilly: "No, he is my employee." ”

Rosius turned his head silently.

Fu Zimo put his hand into the drawer to cover up and took out the script, and handed it to Ling Yuan and Zhou Tao respectively, while Pan Kai and Fu Zimo thought that he would not be interested in performing.

"You play the male lead."

Ling Yuan raised his eyebrows, smiling noncommittally.

"You play...... Little tyrants. ”

Zhou Sheng looked at Fu Zimo's smile, and his heart was half cold.

He remembered clearly that this was the expression on Fu Zimo's face when he broke the antique vase when he was a child and tricked him into being a scapegoat.

He cried with a sad face, "Don't, Xiao Momo, boss, emperor!" The concubine can't do it......"

Looking at it again, Fu Zimo was already sleeping on the table.

Zhou Shengsheng wept silently.

The autumn wind is bleak, and people's hearts are not ancient......