"Even if you know the truth, what can you do" Xinghui Yutian didn't care, "Since I dared to snatch your script that day, I'm not afraid of being guessed by you!" ”

Xin Huan stared at her name, turned around and called the little turtle, and said, "Is it convenient for the little turtle for you to come back again?" Please bring me the script you saw! ”

Holding her mobile phone downstairs and waiting for the little turtle, Xin Huan's mind appeared in her mind the afternoon when she went to submit the manuscript - she personally went to the post office with the printout and sent the most secure EMS. Although there are more convenient courier companies that can pick up the parcel, she is reluctant. For her, this stack of manuscripts is not only a document, but also her first key to her dream. She didn't want anything to go wrong.

Standing in the bright hall of the post office, she took the large blue envelope handed by the staff and put the stack of manuscripts neatly into it with her own hands. When he was about to seal it, he suddenly pulled it out again, and after a few hesitations, he wrote the author's name at the end of the manuscript......

It's just that the name she wrote was not "Xin Huan", but "Liang Yihu".

So when Xiao Gui said that the script he saw had her real name on it, she knew that something was wrong.

In a few moments, the big motorcycle of the little turtle came at a gallop. Seeing the little figure standing at the door of the building from a distance, surrounded by the faint light, the little turtle frowned. When he got off the car, he took off his motorcycle jacket and put his hand on her shoulder, "Why don't you wear a coat when you come down?" 欤"

Xin Huan realized that he was cold, and snorted embarrassedly: "I forgot." Really forgot. ”

Rushing downstairs in a fit of rage, where can I care about wearing an overcoat.

She couldn't help but laugh when she took the script that Little Turtle brought, and hurriedly turned it page by page—as Little Turtle said, this script set up a header and footer, and her name was greatly typed in bold font, as well as her home contact address, and every page was there, as if she was afraid that someone would miss it and not see it.

I believe that anyone who sees this stack of manuscripts will be shocked by this too explicit mind, and can't help frowning.

By this means, I believe that all those who have read this manuscript will succeed in starting to hate her......

Xin Huan laughed when he finished flipping it, and his body was cold with laughter.

The little turtle saw that something was wrong and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?" Isn't that your manuscript? ”

"My manuscript, of course." Xin Huan's eyes were burning and shining in the light shadow of the cold night: "But it's not my manuscript." ”

The little turtle narrowed his eyes: "What's the matter?" ”

Xin Huan shook his head and confirmed again: "You said that you got my manuscript from the Syndicate generously?" In this way, Luo Dafang is still related to this audition? ”

The little turtle looked at Xin Huan's eyes and nodded slowly: "That's right." In the past, Luo Dafang was a member of the core decision-making level of the syndicate, but since the syndicate changed hands, Luo Dafang has also been marginalized because of his kinship with Bai Zhenxuan - this time he was only sent to be in charge of the audition of newcomers. It seems to be important, but in fact it has no real power. ”

"I see, I see." Xin Huan smiled coldly, but just patted the little turtle's arm: "It's okay, you can go back." Xie Lu, thank you for your hard work. The leather jacket is back to you, put it on, don't get cold. I went upstairs, in vain. ”

The little turtle was not at ease, and chased Xin Huan's back: "Huanhuan! Tell me, what's going on? ”

Xin Huan thought about it, and then smiled brightly: "I can solve it myself, don't worry." It's not that I treat you as an outsider, but I don't need you to help me this time. I'll tell you when I need your help later. Little turtle, don't worry about going back, see you again. ”

Only then did the little turtle retract his steps and looked at the back of Xin Huan walking towards the elevator in the light.

Gently, smile with open lips.

She said she could figure it out on her own and he believed it.

Xin Huan returned to the room, sat in front of the computer, simply turned on the microphone, and sneered at Luo Lime: "Sister Lime, aren't you really afraid that I will guess?" ”

After saying that sentence before, Xin Huan didn't say anything for a while, and Luo Qingling thought that Xin Huan was shocked by her and was speechless. Xin Huan came out coldly and startled Luo Qinglime: "You, what did you say?" ”

Xin Huan clutched the manuscript: "...... What you did after you snatched my manuscript, you really think I can't guess! ”

Hearing Xin Huan's unkind tone, Luo Qinglime flinched slightly: "You just guessed that I was the star returning to the sky, so what?" ”

"Who cares about this with you!" Xin Huan sneered: "Are you a star returning to the sky, are you deliberately hitting me on the Internet, I can not care about you - but if you deliberately put my revised manuscript to the syndicate, then you are deceiving people too much!" ”

Luo Qinglime also paused over there, and only after a while did she say coldly, "Oh? You guessed that, too? ”

Xin Huan laughed: "Think you're doing it seamlessly? It's a pity, I figured it out at once: your father Luo Dafang presided over the syndicate audition this time, and you had the opportunity to know that I submitted a manuscript under a pseudonym, so you simply submitted my previous immature first draft, and deliberately filled my name in the header and footer......"

"That way, the whole company will look at my jokes and will have a prejudice against me. Whether my manuscript is passed or killed, it is already destined to be a dead work; And my character has since been labeled as an 'arrogant lady', which exists in the hearts of the company's employees. ruined my original dream, and ruined my character...... Luo Lime, you are so ruthless! ”

Luo Qinglime smiled coldly: "That's all you asked for!" I have warned you several times, stay away from my little brother, and don't affect me and my little brother...... It was you who didn't listen, but were sharp-tongued and triumphant in front of me. How can I let you go! ”

"Unless you don't make a move, since you make a move, it will definitely hurt you!"

Xin Huan had to breathe extremely hard to calm the dull pain in his ribs: "Okay, Luo Qinglime, we can count this beam as the end." A gentleman takes revenge, ten years is not too late! ”

"Ten years?" Luo Qingling snorted coldly: "You might as well think about the current situation, how to change the lines first, so that I am satisfied...... I have a high standard as a person, and I will never accept the slightest bit of badness. ”

Xin Huan gritted his teeth and smiled: "Okay, I'll change!" ”

Every obstacle may be able to stab. Inspire yourself to grow more...... She fought it!

Buried in the struggle, she was shot three times before and after the lines were picked by Luo Qinglime eggs. Seeing the time passing minute by minute, the blue and white porcelain waiting on the Internet couldn't stand it, and they all said, "Come on, Lord Xinghui!" Come on, you're ......", and then slipped away.

In the room after midnight, only the eight administrators and some hardcore blue and white porcelain were still waiting with him, Xin Huan felt sorry, so he went online and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, why don't you all go back and rest." It's my job, and it's enough for me to stay up all night tonight. ”

No one spoke for a long time. Xin Huan looked at the name of [He] again, he didn't know when he had gone offline, and his name was gray.

Xin Huan sighed and buried himself in the draft to continue revising.

At this moment, one of the eight administrators, who had always rarely spoken, suddenly let out a voice, and Qing Lingling's voice was like ice and jade: "...... It's not a way to change it all the time. The demon can't afford it, and we can't afford to spend it either, but we can't afford to return to the sky, but we came out to understand it, what do you want. After clarifying the standards, let's judge together whether the demon has changed or not. ”

Xin Huan glanced at the [Temple Qingge] gratefully. There was a little surprise in my heart, except for the four owners in the previous room, it seemed that everyone wanted to call him "Lord Xinghui", and only this [Temple Qingge] called him by his name.

Xinghui snorted softly: "There are no specific standards. But I have to look satisfied. ”

Punchline Qingge said: "That's not going to work. Scriptwriting is all subjective and not perfect. You're so interested in going on like this, we don't have time to keep going with you! ”

Temple Qingge was so polite, Xinghui Yutian was also taken aback. She also replied politely: "...... I don't dare to bother you to wait, Lord Administrator. I'm just letting the person in charge work with me. Since the caretaker can't wait, please go and rest. ”

was arguing with each other, and the name of [He] finally lit up, as if he watched the scene for a while, and then said coldly: "Xinghui, if you still feel that the lines are not satisfied, in my opinion, forget it - instead of changing the lines over and over again like this, it is better to replace you." Let's just find someone else to be the heroine. ”.

[And] if it doesn't appear, it's enough, and as soon as it appears, such a bombshell will be dropped.

The room that had been silent before was lively again after midnight. Many of those who have gone offline have been called back to watch the excitement.

Xing returned to Yu Tian and couldn't hold back even more, and said loudly: "And, are you kidding? ”

[And] (cold voice): The schedule is so tight, the big guys are waiting together, and now it's almost dawn, where am I still in the mood to joke with you?!

The voice is sonorous and loud.

The room was silent, and no one dared to laugh anymore.

And adults have always been good-tempered, but suddenly getting angry makes anyone scared.

[And]: Xinghui, two choices: accept the last draft of the line, or give up this heroine's interpretation. You choose one!