Zhang Jin did stop, he glanced at the draft script, and then closed his eyes.

The so-called round3 script draft can give quite few hints, just the preliminary prediction of the plot of "Swear Not to Bow Your Head" by editor Wei Jiahui and several screenwriters, and reproduce several plot development trends according to each guess, nothing else.

If the draft script submitted by the intern is exactly what the screenwriters like, they will be given key cultivation, and they can even be directly transferred from the internship department to help, and the internship assessment will naturally be high.

At present, only Shen Weinian in the internship department has such luck, of course, to a large extent, it is the light of his uncle Liang Yong, because Liang Yong has a good relationship with Liang Caiyuan, the nominal producer of "Swear Not to Bow Your Head".

"Whew, I'm scared to death!" Huang Xiangfei secretly breathed a sigh of relief, just now he almost thought that mainland boy could continue to play "Swear Not to Bow Your Head".

"Idiot, it's amazing how fast you type, some things require brains!" Huang Xiangfei sneered, and his mood suddenly brightened again.

Zhang Jin remained motionless, keeping his eyes closed for more than ten minutes, in Huang Xiangfei's opinion, he really couldn't write it, so he simply couldn't see it out of sight and out of mind, this self-deceived countryman.

"Let's go, let's go for afternoon tea, anyway, we have a note in hand, I'm not afraid that he won't pay it back!" Huang Xiangfei greeted everyone: "Uncle is in a happy mood today, everyone can order casually, I please!" ”

"Brother Fei is bold!" Everyone giggled and patted the horses' ass, forgetting that the frightened fart just now was running into urine.

Just as everyone walked out of the office, Zhang Jin's manual was gone!

Cracking sound~

it, what's the situation!

As soon as Huang Xiangfei heard this movement, he immediately stopped.

"Brother Fei, don't worry, he's coming from the tail of a crane."

The implication is that Brother Fei, you won't be able to, all the plants and trees tossed by the mainland boys.

Although he felt a little embarrassed, Huang Xiangfei still shook his head and said, "No, I don't look at it and my heart is not steady!" ”

After that, they returned the same way, and everyone could only follow back.

It doesn't matter if you look at it, eighteen people watched it for an hour!

During this hour, Zhang Jin was in a state of typing except for an occasional pause when cutting paper.

Huang Xiangfei was very curious at first, curious about Zhang Jin's 3C crane tail, he didn't even participate in the "Swear Not to Bow Your Head" meeting, maybe he didn't even watch the three episodes of the plot that started the broadcast, so he dared to write a round3 plot.

Just imagine, even Shen Weinian, who has the best grades, was trained like a dog by Wei Jiahui, what bullshit can you write?

Curious, Huang Xiangfei picked up a piece of paper and thought about it, and immediately laughed.

Because he found that the script written by Zhang Jin was completely out of format, and he didn't even know the most basic script format, what can you do if you write it, sooner or later it will not be the fate of being thrown into the trash by Boss Wei!

Who gave you courage and self-confidence?

In fact, how did he know that the draft plot of the script episodes of "Swear Not to Bow Your Head" had already been imprinted in Zhang Jin's mind, and after a short period of recollection, he almost didn't need to reconstruct the sentences and vocabulary with his brain, purely manual labor, and completely tested the speed and accuracy of typing.

There is only one thing Zhang Jin has to do.

Typing, banging, typing!

Type and output with all your might!

The more you knock, the cooler it gets!

The more you fight, the more fun you get!

For Zhang Jin, this is instinct, and he can't stop at all!

As everyone knows, this instinct completely frightened everyone, when have they seen such a wild hand speed of hanging and bombing, Tai Nima is scary!

An hour later.

Wow~~

Under the attention of everyone, Zhang Jin finished typing another document, poked forward with his right hand, grabbed the paper and slid it, so far, all the draft scripts of "Swear Not to Bow Your Head" round3 have been completed.

Huang Xiangfei was sweating profusely, and 10,000 grass and mud horses ran wildly in his heart.

Regardless of whether Zhang Jin's script is formatted correctly or not, Nima, it was a draft script for five whole episodes, Lao Tzu used it for a whole day, and you only used it for an hour!!!

That's seventy or eighty documents, and it only took half a day for this countryman to complete the workload of ordinary people for three days.

In fact, after seeing Zhang Jin's devastating typing speed, some people already vaguely noticed that something was wrong, and secretly left for a while after touching their pockets.

If this workload is done by one of them, they may be crazy and praised, but the other party is the mainland boy who has been despised and trampled under their feet!

The huge sense of disparity made them unable to accept it for a while.

If it's a dream, it's a nightmare.

……

It's time to get off work, Huang Xiangfei and the others haven't left yet, it's not that they don't want to go, it's really because Zhang Jinna is leaning on the door with a note in one hand and rubbing his fingers with the other, the pair of "Lao Tzu wins, don't rely on the account, hurry up and get the money!" The posture of these people, these people are so angry, they are mentioned, and they are full of tears.

What to do?

Is it just throwing in the towel?

A few people, you look at me, I look at you, although everyone is unwilling, but there is no way, in the end, everyone's eyes are focused on Huang Xiangfei, after all, when Shen Weinian is not there, he is the backbone of everyone.

Huang Xiangfei's taste was dry, his face changed strangely for a few minutes, obviously struggling in his heart, and after weighing it again, he still chose to accept the status quo.

"See what I'm doing?" Huang Xiangfei said loudly in a bad tone: "Give money, isn't it just a thousand Hong Kong dollars, Lao Tzu gave it!" ”

Huang Xiangfei almost threw out a thousand yuan from his wallet, and he couldn't wait to hit Zhang Jin's face, but Zhang Jin's hands were quick, and without waiting for Huang Xiangfei to react, he grabbed the money in his hand first.

This thing stretched out his fingers and flicked the thousand yuan, with a wicked smile on his face, and he didn't forget to pat his ass, "Brother Fei really kept his promise, and he deserves to be a high-quality talent with higher education." ”

Phew, you are highly qualified, your whole family is highly qualified!

Huang Xiangfei snorted and went out with a blushing face.

Huang Xiangfei paid the money, and the others also paid the money, but there were two people who had a problem.

"Brother Jin, I'm ...... I don't have it at hand, I only have five hundred yuan, can I give the rest another day? ”

"Hmm! Your name is Wu Jiangshan, right? Zhang Jin nodded and said, "Yes, make an IOU first, and pay it back when you are free, I am a very talkative person, unlike some people." ”

Without waiting for Huang Xiangfei to speak, the screenwriter had already handed over an IOU from his pocket, and said gratefully: "Thank you, Brother Jin, thank you, Brother Jin, the remaining 500 yuan will definitely be paid back tomorrow!" ”

Another guy named Guo Yunwu also handed over an IOU, uh, an IOU of a thousand.

it!!

What is the situation!

Huang Xiangfei was almost blind, why don't you have any money to say it earlier, Lao Tzu borrowed you, isn't it just a thousand yuan, you can give it to you.

But why don't you ask, what does it mean to prepare an IOU in advance?

Isn't this something that stretches out your face and lets the other party smoke it casually?

Traitor!

Everyone decided to isolate the two goods outside the circle in the future and lose your old age. Mother, the faces of Hong Kong people have been lost by you!!

Out of thin air, there were 16,500 extra yuan, and 1,500 IOUs, Zhang Jin was in a good mood, in front of everyone, he counted one side like a hillbilly, and then touched his belly, and said: "Hey, I don't know if the restaurant is closed, I picked up so much money in vain today, it's a pity not to have a big meal, a few, I'll go eat first, goodbye!" ”

it! That's our money, you bastard took the money and got angry with us!

For a long time, the Hong Kong people have always maintained a sense of superiority over the mainlanders, believing that they are superior to others, and holding all kinds of discrimination, contempt, and dislike against the mainlanders; in particular, the joint statement announcing the return of Hong Kong to the motherland in 97 years, and the panic that the sense of superiority is about to be lost has made their attitude toward the mainlanders even worse.

It doesn't matter if you lose a thousand dollars, isn't it just a banknote.

But it's not just the money that loses, it's that sense of superiority.

"Brother Fei, what now?"

"How do I know!" Huang Xiangfei wanted to scold his mother angrily, "This thing is not over, you are waiting for Lao Tzu!" Let's go and report to Boss Liang. ”

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