In the school celebration performance, Bai Chuwei was brought by the archaeology professional counselor to drive ducks, and now it seems that there is no need to continue.

Performance?

Bai Chuwei snorted lightly, have you ever seen the ancestor acting as a play?

Since that Senior Sister Liu likes this role, the ancestor is so kind, of course she will be an adult, so I will give it to Liu Yuyou when the time comes.

Bai Chuwei returned to the mansion in Sky City, smiled and took the hot tea brought by Steward Li, and went to the kitchen to bring a plate of vegetables upstairs.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw the fat white figure of Snowball, sitting on the desk, looking at the cold waning moon outside the window.

Bai Chuwei flicked it on the back of the head and said with a smile: "Transform early, and you can go out and play casually in the future." ”

It's a fat hamster, and he doesn't know that he was caught when he runs out, so he can only play with the computer at home as an otaku all day long.

Bai Chuwei glanced at Snowball's round body, and suddenly felt that the label "otaku" was quite in line with Snowball.

Bai Chuwei sat down at the desk, pushed a plate of cucumber and broccoli tomatoes in front of it, and opened the laptop in front of her despite Snowball's wail.

Xueqiu held half a cucumber in his two little paws, and his cheeks were bulging: 'Ancestor, what are you doing today without alchemy and opening the computer?' ’

Calculate the time, today should not be the time for the recording and broadcasting of "Super Brain Scholar", and now that it is recorded, Bai Chuwei, the fairy teacher, will go to the scene.

"Super Brain Scholar" has become popular, how popular is it? It is exaggerated to the point that the outside of the recording room is full of special L soldiers and L soldiers! The director didn't even know it was so terrible.

Because the fairy teacher's trailer for the director in the later issues is more exciting, underwater submarines, lithography machines.

Bai Chuwei looked at the computer screen and said casually: "The latest remake of "The Story of the Mountain and Moon" is about to start again. ”

Snowball instantly threw away the remaining half of the cucumber, and her sapphire blue eyes danced with excitement: "Does the ancestor want to collect usury, oh no, collect royalties?" ”

Money coming in again!

Think about the manuscript fees, film and television copyrights, and peripheral development are all money.

Those younger generations may never have dreamed that Mr. Bai was not dead at all, and the copyright is still protected by law, right?

Bai Chuwei glanced at her: "You think I'm the same?" Thinking only about money? ”

Snowball: '......'

Rat body attack.

Bai Chuwei smiled slightly: "Some people want to be screenwriters, I don't want to." ”

Tong Qingyan has had a good relationship with Liu Yuyou recently, right?

Tong Qingyan also knew that she was a newcomer, and she didn't dare to think that she could get the role of the heroine, so she wanted to play a small role.

You must know that a month before the college entrance examination, the content of the last two authentic works of "The Chronicles of the Mountains and Moons" suddenly broke out, and now all the classic continuations circulating on the market have been overturned, including Mr. Liu Guansheng's!

This remake must be rewritten on top of the two new additions.

Therefore, Tong Qingyan and Liu Yuyou, the "possible" screenwriter, have a good relationship, so that the characters can get more scenes.

The director has high hopes for Liu Yuyou, after all, she is the great-granddaughter of Mr. Liu Guansheng, a well-known talented woman, and has a lot of works in her hands, and the audience will not resist too much when she comes to make a new sequel.

Xueqiu suddenly realized: 'Hmm, the ancestor wants to be the screenwriter of "The Chronicle of the Mountains and Moons" himself? You want to contact the director? ’

Without waiting for Bai Chuwei to answer, Xueqiu's eyes widened and she squeaked and shouted, "Ancestor, you have to break off for two hundred years...... Fill in the pit?! ’