In the long night, some people were happy and some were sad, and some people were struggling.

Song Huanxi said goodbye to Zhang Che's master and apprentice on the set, and when he got on the bus, he adjusted his mentality, and when he arrived at the wonton store, he was the lively and cheerful little newspaper reader again.

Guo Yunchen and Lu Xingbang didn't come today, Song Huanxi had something in his heart, and he didn't feel how to lose.

Helped Uncle Chi clean up the storefront, and as soon as she came out, Song Huanxi found a familiar figure, she raised her eyebrows, and took the lead in saying hello with a smile: "Hi, brother eight!" ”

The other party was silent for a moment, and responded tentatively: "Hello, reading sir?" ”

Song Huanxi was stunned for a moment, and then laughed, Mr. Read, that's right, that's right!

Scar scratched his head, a little at a loss, but it was rare to show the shyness of a big boy.

Speaking from the heart, among the young men Song Huanxi knows, Ah Scar should be the most handsome except Guo Hansang in terms of appearance alone.

If you add others, such as Lu Xingbang's own heroism, the six bosses have a treacherous temperament, and Ah Scar is not as good as these two.

Song Huanxi waved at him: "Let's go!" ”

Ah Scar was stunned: "Go eat dogs?" ”

He looked puzzled: "Not very well, I still like dogs." ”

Song Huanxi instantly felt the happiness of her Gillian in her pen, and couldn't laugh anymore: "Hahaha, I'm talking in English, which means let's go!" ”

Ah Scar scratched his head again and laughed: "So that's what it means, it's good not to eat dogs." ”

Song Huanxi laughed again, remembering Ah Xing and Ah Yun who met at the gate of the Kowloon Theater last time, and called a group of people to call her sister-in-law-

Lu Xingbang's subordinates seem to have a bit of a simple temperament.

Lu Xingbang, who was sitting in the field, couldn't help but sneeze a few times in a row, he started to get a little cold in the morning, and now he has begun to have a runny nose, for fear of infecting Ah Huan, so he didn't go to the wonton shop.

I don't know if Ah Huan can see through Ah Scar's disguise, this kid has been getting better and better at pretending to be a pig recently, but fortunately, there is still a signature move - Ah Scar scratches his head, which means that he is going to start performing!

At this time, he couldn't believe a word of what he said!

……

Song Huanxi stood still downstairs and thanked him sincerely: "Thank you for sending me home!" ”

Ah Scar scratched his head again: "Then I also thank you for you teach me English!" ”

Song Huanxi waved his hand: "Goodbye and see you tomorrow!" ”

Ah Scar also waved his hand, saw Song Huanxi go upstairs, turned around and went to his boss to complain.

“…… Boss, I don't want to do it! She taught me English all the way! ”

A few brothers who came over to watch couldn't hold back, and laughed out loud, Lu Xingbang squinted at them: "Fart, get away from Lao Tzu!" ”

Several people hooked their shoulders and backs, took a big step back, and then stood still, making it clear that they wanted to continue watching the joke.

Lu Xingbang didn't bother to take care of these slackers, and looked directly at Ah Scar: "Don't you like English? ”

Scar was stunned for a moment, and hesitated, "I'm not sure-"

Lu Xingbang pouted to the side, and motioned to Ah Scar to look at the subordinates who were watching the excitement next to him - these people were completely dumbfounded, why did they start using English while talking?!

Ah Scar looked at the dumbfounded faces of the good brothers one by one, and suddenly his mood became happy, so when Lu Xingbang asked him again: "What about now?" ”

Scar immediately nodded: "Sure, sure!" I like English！ ”

After a pause, looking at the dazed faces of the brothers, he smiled and added: "Very much! ”

Lu Xingbang nodded knowingly, and pointed at Ah Scar: "You-"

He pointed to his subordinates on the side: "Teach them English-"

He also paused, smiled and added, "Now! ”

Scar: "......"

No matter how stupid the other subordinates were, in the boss's gesture with such a strong direction, they also understood the meaning of this sentence, "......"

Lu Xingbang even gave up his office and used it as a temporary classroom for Mr. Scar.

He himself moved a table, went to the corner of the field, shouted that Scar made kung fu tea, and drank it leisurely by himself.

Bastard Scar! I really don't know how blessed I am!

He didn't listen to the book today, he didn't tease Ah Huan, he was already super unhappy, okay?!

The fool even told him that he didn't want to send Miss Song home!

The fire in his heart came up after scratching it!

Anyway, he's not happy as the boss, these idiots, no one wants to be happy!

I can't cure you anymore!

……

Song Huanxi didn't know that she was deliberately coaxed by Ah Scar.

As soon as she got home, she looked at her siblings and pulled the quilt up for them—it was still a little cold on autumn nights.

Then I took the time to wash up, and after washing refreshingly, I took advantage of the clarity of my mind to drive out the follow-up of "Gillian and Ah Qiang" first.

She lived and used today's conversation with Scar:

Gillian: "Let's go!" ”

Ah Qiang scratched his head: "I don't eat dogs, or else, you eat, I'll watch?" ”

Gillian was a little ridiculous, "Let's go is what we mean, not to eat dogs, dogs are so cute, how can I eat dogs!" ”

Ah Qiang looked at her smiling like a flower, and said in his heart, you are also very cute, but I want to eat you!

……

Song Huanxi paused, and looked left and right with a weak heart, as if exposing her black history of peeking at banned books-

No matter, anyway, the author is Hongchen with a smile, not her Song Huanxi!

So, Song Huanxi continued to write with peace of mind.

When the slightest sleepiness wrapped her tightly like a spider's web, Song Huanxi finally finished writing a day's worth of serialization.

She yawned profusely, her eyelids were heavy as if they had been filled with lead, and she had no choice but to go to the bathroom and wash her face with cold water.

Song Huanxi looked at the stack of scripts in front of him, "Dream of Red Mansions", "Jiangshan Beauty", "Mink Chan", "The Legend of the White Snake"-

She patted her cheeks, which were still stained with water, and forced herself to look at it seriously.

Pei Brothers Pictures is worthy of being a leader in the industry, and these seven scripts can be said to be high-quality.

The plots are interlocking, the characters are wonderful and full, Song Huanxi seems to be the same, and there is still some unfinished feeling after reading it all in one go.

There is even a strong urge to watch it again!

She stretched and subconsciously glanced at the wall clock on the wall—

Hertz! It's already two o'clock in the morning!

Song Huanxi hurriedly rolled down from the chair, ran directly into the bedroom, and lay on the bed, but the content of the script he had just read alternately appeared in his mind-

Suddenly, she became a water town in the south of the Yangtze River, a white-clothed beauty who walked on the bridge, and a thousand-year-old snake cultivated to an adult just to repay her kindness;

Suddenly, she became a wine shop Xi Shi pretending to be Guanyin on the street, which attracted the emperor who visited the micro-service to fall in love at first sight;

In a blink of an eye, she became a peerless dancing queen dancing at the banquet of the powerful, and the heroes of the world accompanied her in the rhythm!

Well, it's Song Huanxi's little h, not me!

The old rule, the first change on the 18th, is not a supplement.