Song Huanxi began to fidget from the set of Clear Water Bay, thinking about what his manuscript would look like when it was published-

Where will it be in the newspaper, will it be directly above the eye-catching, or in the corners?

After the publication, will anyone like it?

If no one cares, will it be cut?

I heard that the newspaper has a red and black list of readers, and according to readers' letters, a ranking is given to the serializer, and the bottom two are said to be forced to conclude the article.

Between gains and losses, she tried to calm down, but she was never able to do it.

Until Zhu Shengxiao came to her with a face full of surprise, "Ah Huan! God, you would never have imagined that the script of "Dream of Red Mansions" actually used the bridge you wrote! ”

Song Huanxi was stunned, and didn't react for a while: "What? ”

Zhu Shengxiao had already stuffed the script into her hand, and urged repeatedly: "Look! That's it! ”

Song Huanxi subconsciously looked at Zhu Shengxiao's fingers:

"Brother Bao, how about this hydrangea with jade?"

Baoyu was obviously a little absent-minded: "The implication is quite auspicious." ”

Baochai smiled, put down the hydrangea in his hand, and picked up another one, "What about this fish every year?" ”

Baoyu nodded: "It's not bad." ”

……

Song Huanxi's eyes widened suddenly, and her pretty face was almost pasted with the script, no, that's right, this is the spring rolling hydrangea she wrote!

"Hydrangea roll, roll to ninety-nine."

"Hydrangea roll twice, roll out of blessing and lu."

Word for word!

Almost unchanged into the script!

Song Huanxi couldn't help but watch it over and over again, and after a while, she laughed out loud, and her heart was extremely happy!

At this time, she found out that in the past month, she had accumulated so many setbacks in Rongchang Pictures, which made her begin to wonder if she was the material for being a screenwriter-

Now, the newspaper has been drafted, and the new film of Pei Brothers Pictures has adopted the bridge she wrote!

Song Huanxi's original heart of writing that began to waver suddenly became firm!

An impulse rose from the bottom of his heart, and he didn't care that Zhu Shengxiao was still by his side, Song Huanxi picked up the pen and wrote:

He Jiaoxi's laughter finally stopped, and he held back his laughter and taught Ah Qiang: "A tree is a tree, and a flower is a flower-"

Cuong repeated earnestly after her, "Tree and flower—"

He Jiaoxi glanced at Ah Qiang in surprise, she didn't use the connecting word and, but when she was in class, she mentioned it, but she didn't expect this young student to directly apply what she had learned.

He Jiaoxi thought for a while and asked, "Ah Qiang, I think you are quite smart, you learn things really quickly, haven't you read before?" ”

Ah Qiang smiled bitterly: "When I was about to go to middle school, my father passed away, my mother was not in good health, and there were younger brothers and sisters below-"

His voice stopped abruptly, but He Jiaoxi already knew it.

The two men fell silent, only the moonlight poured gently on them as always.

After a while, Ah Qiang took the lead in speaking: "But now it's much better, my younger brothers and sisters have graduated from middle school, and they have jobs, and the burden on the family is much lighter." ”

He scratched his head and said with a smile: "I just want to learn something and change to a job with a higher salary." ”

After a pause, Cuong pointed to the street lamp on the side of the road: "teacher he, What's this?" ”

I didn't miss the slightest opportunity to learn, and immediately entered the time to seek teaching.

He Jiaoxi was also very cooperative, "it is a street lamp. ”

She further explained: "Street means street, and lamp is light, so when they are connected together, they are street lights. ”

Ah Qiang listened attentively and couldn't help but laugh: "Isn't that the same as Chinese?" ”

He Jiaoxi nodded and smiled: "Languages have a lot in common, otherwise how can one language be translated into another?" ”

Ah Qiang nodded vigorously, "teacher He, you are so smart!" ”

He Jiaoxi was stunned for a moment, and then laughed again, "You are so smart too!" ”

She laughed for a moment, and took the initiative to teach Cuong how to be smart again.

Ah Qiang nodded, repeated it, looked up at the bright moon in the sky, it was fifteen, and the mellow bright moon was full of shadows, as if the Guanghan Palace also showed its true face, he said softly: "When I was a child, I liked the festival the most, there were zongzi in the Dragon Boat Festival, and there were moon cakes in the Mid-Autumn Festival." ”

"My father was still there at the time, and he lied to me that if I studied hard, Fairy Chang'e would give me a unique mooncake."

"I worked hard to come back for the first time, and then I would receive a moon cake with strong characters printed on it, I thought, Fairy Chang'e, it's really beautiful and kind."

He Jiaoxi couldn't help but say, "You were very cute when you were a child." ”

I will believe this kind of story.

Ah Qiang smiled slightly: "The Mid-Autumn Festival is coming again, can you teach me to use English to say the phrase Chang'e Fairy is beautiful and kind?" Maybe she listened and thought that I was still working hard at my age, and when she was happy, maybe she would give me mooncakes again. ”

"I'll give you half of it then."

He Jiaoxi laughed: "No problem, but I only love lotus paste egg yolk for moon cakes." ”

Ah Qiang silently wrote down, lotus paste egg yolk.

One of the two people humbly asked for advice, and the other explained seriously, unconsciously, when they arrived at the community where He Jiaoxi lived, the number of patrol police on the street began to increase, and from time to time there were patrol police officers passing by the two, and they glanced at Ah Qiang vigilantly, and politely asked He Jiaoxi, do you need help?

After a few times, He Jiaoxi finally got angry, "This is my student! Not a thief! They are good citizens who need your protection! Please see clearly! ”

The patrol officer looked embarrassed and was in a dilemma.

It was Cuong who stood up and played the round, "TeacherHe, they're only worried about you." ”

A word was spoken in English, and the audience was silent.

The patrol officer apologized seriously and said that he would not pay special attention to the two again.

He Jiaoxi only felt that he raised his eyebrows, and his heart was happy.

Ah Qiang stopped and said goodbye to her: "It was because I was too greedy and wanted to learn more, so I followed the teacher here." ”

He paused and said softly, "TeacherHe, you are so beautiful, clever and kindness." ”

He Jiaoxi was slightly stunned, and then reacted, Ah Qiang just went around in a big circle, and specially told the story of Fairy Chang'e sending moon cakes, it turned out that it was just to learn two words-

People are beautiful and kind!

Her pretty face turned red suddenly, and she only whispered, "Thank you—"

Ah Qiang: "Can I know your name?" ”

He Jiaoxi's face became more and more red, and she whispered: "One word is one Jiao." ”

Ah Qiang blinked, imitated her example, and also asked in a low voice, "Is it the arrogance of pride, or the coquettishness of Jiao'er?" ”

He Jiao stomped her feet, turned around and left, refusing to pay attention to him anymore.

Ah Qiang laughed: "I know, proud Jiaojiaoer! ”

He Jiao paused, and in the next second, he directly pushed the car and trotted up.

Ah Qiang watched her figure pull away under the light of the street lamp, turned around with a smile, and hurried towards his home in great strides.

A pleasant bass echoed in the night: "Jiaojiao'er is beautiful, kind and smart, and she wants to eat lotus paste and egg yolk for moon cakes——"

In August, there will be two changes every day, and the monthly pass will be added once when it reaches 20, and the maximum will be 20 times, and the monthly pass statistics will be subject to the author's background.

If the change cannot be made due to force majeure, including but not limited to personal physical discomfort, the update will be suspended.

The final interpretation right belongs to the slag.

(End of chapter)