Thanks to the huge reward from the "God of Pit Goods!!! "I don't know how the author came up with the idea to write this, but I have to say that you wrote it with a real feeling, and I got goosebumps when I saw it."

"Although I wasn't born at that time, it was rumored to be quite evil, and I hope the author will do his best to publish the following content."

"This is too terrifying, I'm a little scared, waiting for the seniors who have seen it!"

After Zheng Rongxuan returned to the apartment the next afternoon, he turned on the computer for the first time to check the evaluation of "Memories of Murder", most of them still compared the following evaluations, of course, there are some female readers who feel that it is too terrifying and is not their dish, and among the many evaluations, Zheng Rongxuan saw Kim Haozhi's evaluation again.

"Life is like a drama brother is really talented, I have always been quite interested in this story, but I didn't dare to write, I was one of the many people who were scared to pee. Although it is only the first chapter, it makes my memories go back to the past era, back to the time when I was scared and shivering when I was a child, hiding in my mother's arms and not daring to go out at all, even though I am just a little boy, the killer may not look down on me, but who knows who will be next. ”

Zheng Rongxuan couldn't help but laugh when he saw this buddy's evaluation, although Zheng Rongxuan had not experienced those days, he could imagine how many serial murders in a small town would lead people living in that town to be afraid every day.

Zheng Rongxuan opened the text message of the forum and sent a private message of thanks to Kim Haozhi, and invited him to discuss some "traumatic" inspiration if he has the opportunity in the future.

After Zheng Rongxuan went out of the second chapter early today, he reopened a web page, entered the URL of Yahoo Japan, and then entered a few words to search, in several pages of search results, Zheng Rongxuan hoped to find some clues, but unfortunately his wish was somewhat disappointed.

"If you look for that one, I can tell you that you don't have to, Japan's animation industry is the best in the world, at this time, although Miyazaki Jun has a preliminary idea, but the trauma has not yet been completed, and even the animation is only less than a quarter of the original, at this time, if you contribute, you may be able to come out with a co-authorship." The otaku elf reminded from time to time.

Zheng Rongxuan shook his head a little helplessly, and said, "It's boring to unite, forget it, I'll continue to write my Korean novels." ”

"You're plagiarism, plagiarism!" The otaku elf disdainfully.

"I'll plagiarize, I'm willing, can you handle it?"

Zheng Rongxuan smiled, didn't pay attention to the little guy in his head, and searched out a movie two years later again, and found a sex comedy from it, he had an impression of this movie, quite cola, although it was not released in China at that time, but he happened to be in South Korea at that time, so he went to the theater to watch it, not to mention that he was really shocked at the time.

How can a movie be made like this? The exposed shots inside were so bold, he wondered how those actresses dared? Aren't they worried that their future husbands will be jealous? It wasn't until later that he learned by chance that there was a profession in this world called a stand-in.

When Zheng Rongxuan saw the name of this movie, he immediately laughed, and after clicking on it, he created a new document, and Zheng Rongxuan "created" again.

Just when he was traumatized, in an office of the Literature Tun Publishing House, the president Park Huanzhen inadvertently appeared "My Sassy Girlfriend" on the Internet, and was immediately attracted by the story inside.

Rubbing his sore neck, Park Huanzhen slapped the table with some excitement and shouted, "It's really good, it's a pity that such a wonderful story is not published." ”

Zheng Rongxuan didn't know that his first book was favored by a publishing house, of course, this is also related to the continuous decline in the performance of his publishing house in the past two years, and it is about to be uncovered.

After another enjoyable and tiring weekend, he was stopped by Li Min and Jiang Yan as soon as he left the classroom after school at noon on Monday.

"Zheng Rongxuan, we don't ask you when you're usually busy, but this time you can be saved, now we can't speak Korean well, we don't speak Chinese and not many people can understand it, and English is not enough, so in the end, only you can do it."

"What's the matter?" Zheng Rongxuan glanced at the two of them in surprise and asked incomprehensibly. Although Zheng Rongxuan rarely participates in the group activities of this group of exchange students, he usually meets them quite often, and often helps them do some similar on-site translation behaviors.

"Next week, the school is going to organize a music exchange meeting, and the professor means that we will have two programs for exchange students, and I can do a piano session, but someone has to come to Korean singing, so only you can do it." Jiang Yan said helplessly.

Although everyone has been enrolled for two months, but unfortunately, except for Zheng Rongxuan, there are few people who have passed the Korean test, and others do not understand much Chinese, fortunately, everyone chooses English when they go to class, but these students from China, even if they are good at English, are very reluctant, and they are struggling to study, let alone singing and dancing.

Zheng Rongxuan nodded indifferently and said, "No problem, leave it to me, isn't it just a Korean song, let's go, I just met, let's go to dinner together, I'll please!" ”

Zheng Rongxuan used to be a literary and artistic activist in school, not because of how much he loved it, but because of his special identity as a mixed-race child, everyone always wanted to make him ugly, but unfortunately Zheng Rongxuan never let them succeed since he was a child.

After having dinner with two beautiful classmates at noon, Zheng Rongxuan was about to go back to the apartment directly after no class in the afternoon, and when he passed by a musical instrument shop next to him, he suddenly became interested and walked straight in.

"Boss, can I try this piano?" Walking to a piano, Zheng Rongxuan stroked the shiny lacquer with some love and asked the boss who was walking over.

Zheng Rongxuan's family likes music is her mother, although after living in China for so many years, Chinese is not so standard, but she was hired as a music teacher in H City No. 1 Middle School, influenced by her childhood, Zheng Rongxuan has a small achievement in several musical instruments such as piano.

"Yes!"

After getting permission, Zheng Rongxuan thanked him, then sat down in front of the piano, recalled the rhythm, and immediately played on the black and white keyboard.

Quan Baoying originally came to Dongguk University for something today, but when she walked to a musical instrument store, she suddenly heard a soft piano sound from inside, if it was just that, she wouldn't have attracted her attention, but along with this completely unheard piano music, there was also a dry singing voice as if it had been washed by snow, this is an unheard of song, especially the boy's voice is very special, dry and quiet seems to have not undergone any modification, just so abruptly drilled into the ear, She couldn't help but close her eyes and feel the happiness in the music and songs.

It wasn't until the voice disappeared for a few seconds that Quan Baoying came to her senses, her heart had been completely intoxicated by this song, although there were many Korean idols, and there were many voices that were quiet and pure, but there was really no one like this one, looking through the huge glass window, I saw a handsome and handsome boy who was slowly standing up from the piano.

Quan Baoying couldn't care about anything else, immediately pushed the door and walked in, looked at Zheng Rongxuan with bright eyes and said, "Sir, your piano and singing voice are very good, do you intend to be a singer?" Our company ......"

Zheng Rongxuan looked at the ordinary-looking eldest sister in her 2O who suddenly broke in with some amusement, shook her head lightly and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't want to be a singer, I'm sorry I should go." Thank you, boss! ”

"You're welcome, if the young man wants to use the piano, just come to my shop." The boss was also fascinated by what he heard, and happily invited Zheng Rongxuan.

Zheng Rongxuan smiled and bowed, then declined Quan Baoying's reintroduction and left the musical instrument store directly.

Be a singer? Maybe I'll have fun when I'm interested, but my personality is too lazy, even if I really do it, I don't like South Korea's endless running announcements and singing on stage, and what makes him even more disgusted is the damn senior and senior system in the Korean entertainment industry, so even if Zheng Rongxuan wants to do it, he will be a screenwriter with a high status in South Korea.

Speaking of South Korea, it is really a wonderful country, the director is really not the biggest in the crew, the screenwriter plays a vital role for the entire crew, the strong screenwriter can even command the director, and the actors are no matter how big you are, there is no way to wave freely when acting, and not a word of the lines is allowed to be changed, unless the screenwriter is willing.

Among the screenwriters in the world, I am afraid that only South Korea has the highest status. This book has been signed, please feel free to collect it! Ask for recommended tickets, ask for collections!

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