Lin Zhaoxia was pondering the idea of autobiography when he was interrupted by Zhang Yiqiu's video call......

"Aren't you busy serving your little master?"

"I'll see if you're starving to death at home."

Lin Zhaoxia gave her a roll of his eyes: "You just want me to starve to death." ”

Zhang Yongqiu lay on the bed in the hotel without an image: "No, it saves me from thinking about it every day." ”

Lin Zhaoxia laughed: "That's going to disappoint you, Han Yang just introduced me to a big job......"

Zhang Yongqiu sat up in shock: "Han Yang? Han-yo is looking for you again? This dog's mother's boy, don't you follow, right? ”

"What kind of person am I?"

"It's good if not." Zhang Yiqiu breathed a sigh of relief.

"His mother, tsk, like a feudal landlord's wife, is like my mother, just thinking about the right door, that's called a picky. It's been a long time, and I'm still thinking weird. ”

Thinking of being beaten by his mother, Zhang Yiqiu had infinite resentment.

She ran away before she graduated, and simply waited for someone, and her mother didn't reply no matter how she called it. The main theme is a rebellion.

Lin Zhaoxia also thought of her, and couldn't help but sigh for a while, and the two said a few words about the past. Zhang Yongqiu asked her again: "What kind of work did Han Yang introduce to you?" ”

"Write an autobiography for someone, hundreds of thousands of words. Give 50,000 when you get it. Today I have received the first deposit, 10,000 yuan! ”

"Hey, you've earned me two months' salary! Don't let people live! ”

Zhang Yongqiu looked strange: "Sure enough, it's still your screenwriter, you won't open for three years, and you will eat for three years." ”

"50,000 yuan, you want me to eat it for three years? What do you want to do? ”

"Don't you still have me. Let me tell you, isn't our show almost finished, I heard our producer say that he is going to make a main theme blockbuster next, and the screenwriter has not been found yet, so I strongly recommend you to him. Maybe he'll meet you in a few days. ”

Lin Zhaoxia jumped up: "Really? Qiuqiu baby, I love you so much, you are my heart and liver, you are my flesh and blood, huh, huh! ”

Lin Zhaoxia spoke too loudly, which alarmed Zhao Guangyuan, who was fascinated by reading.

There is no third person, how can it seem that someone is talking to her?

Baby? Heart, liver, flesh and blood? Is it someone she likes?

hung up the phone, Lin Zhaoxia was in a good mood.

This job hasn't been done yet, the next big job is there, although there is no shadow yet, but Zhang Yiqiu is an unreliable person?

Probably not.

Lin Zhaoxia slipped to the living room, saw Lu Yuan reading a book, thought about it, and kindly handed him the mobile phone he bought for Changzhi.

"Well, I'll use this phone for you first." Sit down and teach him how to use it.

"Don't delete the photos inside, it's from my parents, if he comes back, give it back to him."

How long to? Who is it? Seeing the child in the photo, Zhao Guangyuan looked at it curiously, "It seems to be a bit similar to you." ”

"Ah, really?" Lin Zhaoxia leaned over and took a closer look, "Is it really like?" ”

"The eyebrows and eyes don't look like you, but here'......"

Zhao Guangyuan stretched out his hand to cover the upper part of his face, "These lips, chin, and dimples are all similar to you." But he only had dimples on one side. ”

Is it really like that? Lin Zhaoxia zoomed in on the photo and looked at it carefully. Hey, it's a bit like that! It's quite mysterious.

"Is it your son?" Zhao Guangyuan looked at her.

"Huh? Ah, no. Lin Zhaoxia subconsciously denied it. Although the appraisal report is about the mother and son, this is too TM fantasy.

I don't think so. Zhao Guangyuan's eyes flashed. Come to think of it, she seems to be alone.

Pointing to his phone: "If I want to watch that film, can I just click on this video?" ”

Lin Zhaoxia looked at his phone: "Yes, click on it first, there is a search bar here, enter your request here, and you can find the film you want to watch." ”

Remembering that he didn't know the words here, I taught him to use phonetics.

"This input method has voices, and strokes, you try." Then without waiting for him to try, he found that this film turned out to be VIP!

It's not a member who pays TM by himself!

Day!

"What's wrong?"

"It costs money to watch."

Zhao Guangyuan was embarrassed for a while, "Yuan has no long things......

Know you don't have anything to grow! No need to be reminded again and again! MD, what's going on!

Lin Zhaoxia luckily, "I'll give you a member, but remember to pay it back!" "Double the back, she's not wronged!

"Yes, Yuan has written it down. I will double the girl's money. "It's just something yellow.

Remembering that he was penniless now, "If Yuan can't go back, can you help Yuan find a job?" "You can't let a girl raise him.

"Okay. If you really can't go back, I'll help you figure it out. ”

Even if it's a black household, with hands and feet, where do you need to rely on others to support you? Even if you pick up the rags and collect waste paper, the paper shell is still a few cents a pound, and it is not a problem to transfer a few communities, and three meals a day are not a problem.

Then teach him how to use his mobile phone. Zhao Guangyuan was originally a smart person, and he never forgot it since he was a child, and he relied on a dictionary to recognize more modern commonly used words.

Soon he also understood the mobile phone, and he was more fascinated than reading a book, and studied it in his hand.

"Then you study slowly, this is the charger, you sleep in that small room." Lin Zhaoxia went to wash up after explaining, and also prepared a set for him, so he didn't care.

After Zhao Guangyuan finished washing, he lay in the small room, although the room was cramped and the bed was so small that he couldn't stretch it, but he was blowing the air conditioner and swiping his mobile phone, and he felt extremely happy.

stayed up all night and watched five or six episodes in a row before deciding to take a break and squint his eyes for a while.

It's just that this squint turned out to be a different place.

Is it the main hall? He's back?

Outside the main hall, several palace maids and eunuchs were as anxious as ants on a hot pot. The Seventh Highness was gone, and they panicked, but they didn't dare to speak out to the outside world.

I'm afraid it's really going to be over this time! Not to mention going back to the palace, I'm afraid that I will be crushed and scattered.

When they heard movement in the hall and saw the light again, several people hurriedly crawled to confirm as if they had seen ghosts......

It's the Seventh Highness! The Seventh Highness is back! The Seventh Highness is alive again!

"Seven, Seven, Your Highness!" Knotted tongue.

Zhao Guangyuan sat cross-legged on the futon in the main hall and looked at them coldly: "The main hall is still alive, so you are not happy?" ”

"Seven, what does this mean, Your Highness Seven? Slaves are stupid......"

"Are you stupid? Stupidly dare to kill the prince of the dynasty! ”

Although several eunuchs and palace maids were swinging, they were still calm on their faces, "The servants don't understand what His Highness says. ”

Zhao Guangyuan sneered. Yesterday he was going to die calmly, but since God confiscated him, he was not in a hurry to die. I thought to myself.

The new crown prince can't wait for him to disappear, and he dreams of cutting down the grass and eradicating the roots. And there are a lot of people in Beijing who want him to die. There are many people who have been instructed to do so in this mausoleum and secretly want to use means.

But in any case, it is inseparable from the people in front of him.

"Do you think that if I die, you will be able to go back to the palace and you don't have to guard the mausoleum here? So you dare to kill the prince of the dynasty? ”

Zhao Guangyuan's cold and clear voice hit his ears, and the palace maid who was already swaying immediately knelt down, trembling all over: "Your Highness the Seventh will spare your life, spare your life!" ”

How can this be maintained?

The tide is over.

The rest of the eunuchs and palace maids also knelt down and kowtowed: "Please spare your life!" Spare your life! ”