Tang Qiu's brain was blank, not to mention that his brain was short-circuited for a while, and even Lin Guzhou, who was standing not far away with a squinting eye and a smile, was stunned at this moment.

Tang Zheng didn't know what he was talking about, he just knew that Qin Zheng would feel happy if he did this.

If there is no negative impact, then what can make Qin Zheng happy, Tang Zhao is very willing to do.

Tang Xuan's words caused the class to fall silent for a short time, and then there was an uproar.

"Oh my God, you can think of it, Tang Xuan!"

"Is that interesting? This must not be the day of the performance, the audience directly crowds the auditorium? ”

"The 3,000 yuan I saved for the event funding, can I play my grandfather...... No, let me play the human brother! ”

The class erupted in shocking rhetoric one after another, and the students were in a mess like a pot of porridge, and everyone was surprised, but at the same time, they were looking forward to the arrival of this stage play.

Tang Xi stood on the podium and looked at the crowd in silence.

From the very beginning, the stage play of the Seven Sisters of Huluwa was very, but now, Tang Zhao still thinks so.

This was just his unintentional words, and he didn't expect it to be implemented.

The implementation was implemented, he went to talk to the principal to find a way to rebuild the auditorium so that they could have a performance venue, and he also helped write the script, but he was dropped by Qin Zheng before he stepped onto the podium.

After taking the stage, even if the script he wrote was dropped by Qin Zheng, out of his liking for the chestnut-haired girl, Tang Zhao read out a sentence summarized by the outrageous storyline.

At the moment of the death of the society, Tang Zhao was ready to meet everyone's ridicule.

The noisy atmosphere in the classroom made Tang Zhao fall into confusion, in his past life, he could be called aware of everything.

Only he has no grasp of people's emotions.

Is this full stop high school......

It's great to be able to go to school here.

"Tang Xuan, tell you the specific storyline, I love to listen to it!"

The sound of commotion came from the students in the class, and with a soft smile on the corner of Tang Qiu's mouth, he opened the book in his hand and told the plot of Qin Zheng's fantasy.

As long as everyone can like the script of this story and can work together to make this stage play perform smoothly, what does it matter what the script is like?

"Originally, the grandfather in the story of the gourd baby was replaced by me as a young man, and in the process of his careful cultivation of the gourd, the seven sisters of the gourd were attracted by his moral cultivation in getting along day and night, so they secretly had feelings for ......"

Tang read the synopsis of the story on the second page of the book, which obviously sounded very outrageous, but he didn't feel that the society was dead.

Now that I think about it, this story is much more interesting than what I wrote......

The setting sun was like fire, staining the sky red.

On the way home, Tang Yu didn't say a word, as if he was in a daze, and as if he was messing with Qin Zheng.

Qin Zheng thought that Tang Zhao was making trouble with her, and she knew that she was at the fault in this matter, so she could only try her best to put on a smiling face and try to be coquettish to make Tang Zhao dissipate her anger.

"Gee, isn't that interesting, it's much better than your script that is no different from the Huluwa cartoon, right? I've secretly read the script you wrote, and while it's not a bad thing to follow the rules, it's always worth affirming innovation. ”

Qin Zheng walked in front of Tang Zhao in a few steps, blocking his way.

Her long chestnut hair swayed as she jumped, and the ends of her hair swayed like invisible elves dancing.

"My time writing the script was wasted like this......"

Tang Xuan sighed in his mouth, his face was calm, and people couldn't see joy and sorrow at all.

"I'll make it up to you."

Qin Zheng's tone was categorical and resolute, and his pretty face was full of serious emotions, and he couldn't fix Tang Zheng for a while.

"How do you compensate me?"

"In the future, it will take ten times, a hundred times, and a thousand times longer to stay with you."

“……”

Tang Zhao turned his head to look to the side, and his cold posture couldn't hold back.

On the side of the street, the chestnut-haired girl threw herself into his arms unscrupulously, making him feel messy.

If that's the case, the script isn't written in vain.

Tang Zhao is not interested in the story of the seven sisters of the gourd, but he is willing to compose a poem of love with Qin Zheng.

Meaning, the flesh is numb.

At dinner time, Tang Zhao's table was full of dazzling dishes, and when everyone was dining together, Tang Zhao mentioned Qin Zheng's actions to Long Cub and Ah Zi.

Although he was not very angry because of this, he was wronged anyway, and he always had to cry.

And the best candidates for this crying object are naturally Long Cub and Ah Zi.

The dragon cub didn't say anything, he didn't hear about it, he just ate braised pork ribs, and looked very happy.

"It's really interesting, if it develops according to Qin Zheng's kind of script, the original plot of the seven brothers of the gourd baby saving their grandfather will become the seven sisters of the gourd baby to save their lovers......"

A Zi's big eyes seem to be shining, and the turtle girl's longing for love is no less than that of an adolescent girl in the world.

And this longing and yearning will not end because you already have a happy relationship, a beautiful love will always make people blush and heartbeat unconsciously raise the corners of their mouths.

"There's still a lot to write about, Tang urges you to study it."

Qin Zheng took a bowl of soup and handed it to Tang Qiu, and the intention of flattering him was already revealed.

Tang Qian looked at the clear and transparent hot soup, the tea soup that Meng Po taught Qin Zheng had already become a fixed member of his family's dining table.

"Why don't I study it, haven't you written all the scripts?"

"Hehe, I just wrote a synopsis of the story and a discarded beginning, didn't you notice?"

"I flipped it casually, and the back was densely packed with words."

"That's the course notes I pasted up for fear that you would be suspicious."

“……”

Good guys, Tang Zhao called good guys.

Co-authored Qin Zheng and let him die in public, but let him rewrite this script according to her wishes?

"Zhang Wuji is right, the more beautiful a woman is, the more she will deceive."

Tang Zhao looked indifferent, Qin Zheng just blinked and pursed his lips and smiled, she knew that Tang Zhao would write the script of this stage play perfectly.

Tang Zhao can't blame anyone, he can only blame himself for being too careless and not doing an inspection, and when he was coaxed by the students at the class meeting, he was only hastily perfunctory, and he didn't look carefully at the content of the book in his hand, which gave Qin Zheng a chance.

It's so cunning!

Qin Zheng was well-behaved, knowing that he was not reasonable, he volunteered to clean up the table after eating, and almost brushed the bowl.

Tang Zhao felt a headache about this, he originally thought that things were already extremely bad, but he didn't expect that there was a lower limit to speak of.

"Look, I've received WeChat messages from sixteen people individually, asking me to help arrange a character in it. Why, is my WeChat avatar very similar to Lin Guzhou, can they not ignore the representative of the underworld forces in our class. ”

"You say that, with Lin Guzhou's temperament, even if he hears it, he probably won't be angry, but will encourage you to let you work hard to write the script, but you are the one who is so angry."

Qin Zheng put the cleaned bowl back on the bowl rack, and when she spoke, her tone was soft, sounding extremely patient.

"You're right, but how do I write the love script of the gourd baby in your imagination...... The concubine really can't do it......"

The faucet kept flowing, Qin Zheng rinsed the last plate in his hand, and then turned off the faucet and looked at Tang Qiu.

"You can do it, because you have a lot of love."

"What kind of illusory reason is this......"

"Didn't Uncle Tang write about love before, maybe you can discuss your experience with him."

"That's different, my dad wrote a love story with my mom, the kind that really happened. I haven't touched the gourd baby, which is completely different...... Besides, do all seven gourd babies like human male protagonists? How to write the final ending, a family of eight reunited, or the body of the seven sisters of the gourd baby turned into Hulu Mountain to suppress the monsters again? Hey, it's so hard......"

Tang Zhao felt that the task of writing the script now was like a hot potato, and he knew that he would not follow, so he should make a suggestion by himself and let other talented people in the class write it.

It's good now, since he read out the content of Qin Zheng's book at the class meeting today, the masses' expectations for him have increased, and now even if he changes people to write the script, he can't do it.

What a sin......

Qin Zheng finished his work in the kitchen, came to the dining table and picked up his mobile phone, which showed many new WeChat messages.

"Tang Qiu, there are also a few classmates who have a private chat and I said let me help you find you a role, I hope you will work hard to complete the task and live up to the ardent expectations of the masses of the people for you."

Qin Zheng's face was innocent, and Tang Zheng's heart was like ashes.

What is this called......

“……”

In the dead of night, Tang Xi sat at his desk and found a new notebook, which could be regarded as a new start.

I guess the process of writing the script was accumulating experience before, but this time I want to start getting serious.

Is it a love story......

Raising seven gourd babies, and then letting them save themselves, is a bit of a cultivation system.

But the original story of the gourd baby saving his grandfather is essentially a process of eliminating demons and defending the way, which is also a mission of the gourd baby.

forcibly adding the love factor is no different from turning Tang Seng into a woman and falling in love with Sun Wukong halfway.

How so......

It feels like there is bound to be a sense of disobedience, if you look at it according to the original plot direction.

Tang Zhao naturally didn't want to retain this sense of disobedience, so after calming down and thinking about it seriously, he was ready to jump out of the framework of the gourd baby and find a way to create a new story on the original basis.

It's outrageous enough anyway, and it doesn't matter how outrageous it is......

The first is the determination of the love element.

The seven sisters of the gourd baby are all grateful to the men who have worked hard to nurture them, but not necessarily every gourd girl likes him, even if they save him, it is not necessarily because of the love between men and women.

But if it's written like this, those gourd girls who don't have a love for the male protagonist won't have much to look at......

And then there's the snake spirit......

The snake spirit is an important villain in the gourd baby, and the role must not be ignored, the villain must not be removed, and the love story of the seven sisters of the gourd baby and the man living happily is written, so it is better to play the unity and friendship on the green grassland to help each other......

The snake spirit must be kept.

That grandfather has become an ordinary man, and he can still charm the seven gourd sisters, it is simply a combination of good men in the world, can the snake spirit not be moved?

The answer is yes, it will definitely be tempting.

The direction of the story changed, and the scene of the seven sisters of the gourd baby and the snake spirit competing for the peerless good man in the world was staged.

What kind of harem ethics drama is this......

Also, there is a scorpion spirit next to the snake spirit, if the snake spirit likes a man, what kind of existence is the scorpion spirit?

The scorpion essence should be under the car, not in the car......

The scorpion spirit is so miserable, just let Qianci play it.

No, Qianci is from the next class......

Hey, that's a pity.

Tang Chao's mind was like a pulp lake, he had ideas, but he couldn't write them, because it was too outrageous.

It's also ridiculous and generous to write about vulgar and superficial love, so it's better not to write it......

Tang Qiu thought about it for a long time, but he didn't write a word.

It's hard, it's really hard.

When Tang Zhao thought so, Qin Zheng's WeChat voice call came.

Tang Qian glanced at the time, it was already nine fifty in the evening, the time was not too early, thinking about it, this guy was probably idle, and wanted to see his own jokes.

Originally, Tang Zhao didn't want to answer, but he couldn't do it if he didn't, so he reluctantly clicked the connect button.

"Classmate Tang Zhao, why are you picking up so slowly, is there a woman next to you who has numbed your arm?"

Qin Zheng's voice came from the other end of the phone, Tang Yu was a little helpless, he was not in the mood to joke with Qin Zheng now.

"Well, is the script eyebrow-giving, everyone thinks you've already written it, and you're ready to start rehearsing this weekend."

"I know, it's not all your fault, I have to start all over again, the difficulty of the mission has increased, and now it's hell mode."

"Come on, I'm optimistic...... Hiss ......"

On the other end of the phone, Qin Zheng's voice suddenly paused, as if he was gasping for air.

Tang Zhao sensed that something was wrong.

"What's the matter, what are you doing, this big night, injured?"

Tang Qiu has known Qin Zheng for so long, and he also knows a little bit about Qin Zheng, and when Qin Zheng accidentally cut his finger with a knife in the kitchen before, he subconsciously reacted like this.

"No, it's okay, I accidentally touched the corner of the table."

"Be careful......"

Although Tang Zhao seemed to blame on his lips, he was a little worried about Qin Zheng in his heart.

After all, Qin Zheng lives alone in such a big house, although he only goes back to sleep at night, and spends most of his time at Tang Qian's house on weekdays, which still makes Tang Zhao feel a little uneasy.

If it weren't for the unknown teacher, Tang Zhao really wished that Qin Zheng would live directly in his own home, anyway, the guest room of his house had basically become Qin Zheng's exclusive room.

"Are you thinking now that if I lived in your house, I wouldn't touch the corner of the table?"

Qin Zheng's voice came from the other end of the phone, with a little smile in his voice.

was pierced by Qin Zheng's words, Tang Zhao fell into embarrassment for a while, and his words became slurred.

"Nope...... I...... The corners of my table are sharp, like knives, so don't come to live with me......"

Tang Zheng's way of speaking like a primary school student caused Qin Zheng to laugh, and Tang Zhao reacted and felt that he had said the wrong thing, but he didn't have a chance to change it, so he had to shut up stupidly.

"Okay, I won't bother you with script writing, good night Tang Xuan."

"Well, good night Qin Zheng."

After Qin Zheng hung up the phone over there, Tang Zhao looked at the phone in a daze.

He has always called her by Qin Zheng's name, and next time she will change her name to a more intimate one.

People have to be brave enough to take the first step, even if they may be embarrassed.

The moon hangs high, and the moonlight is cold.

At Qin Zheng's house, the chestnut-haired girl was sitting at the desk, pursing her lips and looking at the fingertips that had just been poked by the stick needle in a daze.

Fortunately, the rod needle is relatively thick, so there is no bleeding, but there is also some pain, after all, ten fingers are connected to the heart.

Shrouded in the warm yellow light emitted by the lamp on the table, Qin Zheng held a needle and thread in his hand and worked hard to knit according to the teaching on the computer.

The weather is getting colder, and for the sake of how hard he has worked to write the script, let's give him this gift when the stage play is successfully performed.

"I won't lose to anyone, my young master."

Qin Zheng chuckled at the corner of his mouth and muttered softly.

A stitch and a thread, affection.