Because of the lies he made up, the novel must be chosen, otherwise people will be in trouble when asked.

Thinking about it now, Xiao Jian smiled bitterly, if he had known today, he might as well find a job and work for a few months with peace of mind, and then go directly to the artist training class.

But these swords are just thinking about it, not to mention that the implementation is too slow, and it is not a simple matter to find other jobs, even if you find a job and have money, if you want to enter the artist training class, you must not only have money, but also pass the guò exam.

& Drop the novel, there are nine left, and the two screenwriters and singers must be redeemed, that is, there are still seven left. Xiao Jian touched his chin and pondered.

The choice of production can be removed, and there is no need to consider it in a short period of time with the status of Xiao Jian.

The rest are directors, cinematographers, art directors, finance, theater, logistics, scene notes, action directors, stunt directors, mechanics, lighting engineers, artists, costumes, props, makeup, and sound engineers.

& Exclusion method, recording, action direction, stunt direction, logistics, theater, finance, art, costumes, makeup, art direction, these are not very useful at the moment, can be removed, if needed in the future in the huàn is the same. ”

Thinking of this, Xiao Jian calculated: "The rest are the director, cinematographer, scene note, lighting, props, and mechanic, which is six, and one is martial arts, exactly ten." ”

After thinking about it, Xiao Jian couldn't help but think about it carefully, and after finding that there was nothing missing, Xiao Jian got up and walked into the bathroom, bit his fingers, wrote down the ten basic skills, and then swallowed them in his stomach.

At once, he realized ten basic skills, and a large amount of knowledge poured into his mind, making Xiao Jian's head feel like someone had smashed it with a brick and hit it again.

> Hold on to the wall with your hands to avoid falling.

After three minutes, Xiao Jian eased up, looked at his somewhat pale face in the mirror, and couldn't help but be a little afraid, this is a lesson, if you are one by one, how can you suffer this sin.

However, the sin was suffered, but, looking at the various professional knowledge in his mind, Xiao Jian's face couldn't help but show a satisfied smile.

After washing up, Xiao Jian returned to the room, lay down on the sofa, closed his eyes and sorted out the new knowledge in his mind.

After a while, Zhou Huimin asked in a low voice, "Brother Xiao, are you sleeping?" ”

&Nope. Without opening his eyes, Xiao Jian replied in a trance, most of his attention still focused on the information in his mind.

Hearing this, Zhou Huimin paused for a moment, and then said again: "Brother Xiao, I can't sleep, you can tell me a story." ”

This time, Xiao Jian finally retracted his attention, opened his eyes, and looked at Zhou Huimin who was sitting on the bed, holding a pillow, only to find that something seemed wrong, although he regarded Zhou Huimin as his sister, but this girl is now also a half-old girl, and the two are not related by blood.

However, at this time, it was too late to find out, Xiao Jian couldn't drive this girl out anymore, what was going on.

At the same time, Xiao Jian was also a little depressed, was he so non-aggressive? Whether it was Zhou Huimin or Zhou's mother, they were not afraid that he would do anything excessive, and they dared to go to his bed in the middle of the night. Climb up.

Suppressing the chaotic thoughts and thinking about it, Xiao Jian said: "A long, long time ago, there was a mountain, there was a temple in the mountain, and there was an old monk and a little monk in the temple, and the old monk said to the little monk, 'Once upon a time there was a mountain, there was a temple in the mountain, and there was an old monk and a little monk in the temple, and the old monk said to the little monk, 'Once upon a time there was a mountain.'

& Big brother, you're so bad, I don't want to listen to this story, give me another one. Zhou Huimin pouted and said coquettishly.

After laughing twice, after thinking about it, Xiao Jian also found that he was a little perfunctory, and immediately smiled and said, "Then I'll tell you a story about summoning a divine dragon with seven dragon balls." ”

>> I'm going to hear this. Zhou Huimin nodded her little head with satisfaction, and looked at Xiao Jian expectantly.

After pondering for a while, Xiao Jian spoke: "According to legend, there are seven dragon balls in the world, and each dragon ball will have one to seven stars in it. ”

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In the early morning, just after dawn, a miserable and shrill scream broke the peace of the morning.

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With the screams, a sound of landing and a crisp cry of pain came at the same time.

& What's up? Xiao Jian hurriedly rushed into the room from the kitchen, if it was just Chen Yulian's screams, he didn't bother to care, but he couldn't ignore Zhou Huimin's painful cry that sounded afterwards.

As soon as he rushed into the room, Xiao Jian saw Chen Yulian holding the quilt and curling on the corner of the bed with a nervous face, while Zhou Huimin was sitting on the ground with his butt covered, pouting and glaring at Chen Yulian with a dissatisfied face.

Seeing this, Xiao Jian hurriedly helped Zhou Huimin up, and asked with concern, "Ah Ming, are you okay?" ”

& thing. Seeing Xiao Jian, Zhou Huimin put down his hand embarrassedly and said with a smile.

& Sword? How the hell have I done to me here? Seeing Xiao Jian, Chen Yulian asked with a frightened and angry face.

Rolling his eyes, he didn't bother to take care of Chen Yulian, Xiao Jian turned around and walked outside, and said to Zhou Huimin: "Xiaomin, you can help me explain, my meal is still half done." ”

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Walking out of the room, recalling Chen Yulian's frightened expression, and Zhou Huimin's dissatisfied appearance of covering his buttocks, Xiao Jian couldn't help but show a smile, it would be good if it could be so lively every morning.

Walking back into the kitchen, Xiao Jian was cooking and doing movements similar to radio gymnastics.

After using "Dragon Ball" to lull Zhou Huimin to sleep last night, Xiao Jian also squinted for a while before the sky dawned, and then got up to cook, and by the way, he practiced the 'basic martial arts' of last night.

Speaking of Xiao Jian, I am a little puzzled, for Mao's 'basic martial arts' will be so similar to radio gymnastics? Of course, it is several times more difficult than broadcast gymnastics.

However, the effect is also good, this morning, while cooking and exercising, accompanied by sweating, Xiao Jian also felt full of energy, as if he had slept very well last night.

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