Daddy Academy

Chapter 1700 Don't Hurry Up
"Are you alright?"

"Ah? No, nothing~"

The young man with the haircut blushed and fled in despair.

After finishing his haircut, he didn't leave for a long time, thinking that Wu Shiying would strike up a conversation with him, but he didn't want Wu Shiying to just look at him with doubts on his face, and finally asked him if there was anything wrong.

It looked like something was up.

Only then did the young man realize that he had misunderstood him, and he immediately fled in despair.

"hiahiahia~~~"

Xi'er who was sitting on the side laughed, Wu Shiying looked down at her and asked, "What are you laughing at, cutie?"

Xi'er hugged the water bottle and took a sip, Barabara said: "He likes you, little sister Wu, hiahia~~~shame~"

Wu Shiying was stunned for a moment, as if there was such a possibility, but he definitely didn't like her, but misunderstood her.

Because she had indeed been staring at him just now, but she was not looking at him, but at Master Niu's craftsmanship.

In a daze by the way.

Let people misunderstand.

Wu Shiying said generously: "He must have misunderstood, you little guy, you know a lot."

Xi'er nodded and boasted: "I know a lot. My sister always praises me. Sister Wu, why don't you give him your cell phone number?"

Wu Shiying smiled and said: "I don't know anyone, how can a stranger call casually, besides, he didn't ask."

Xi'er heard the words and nodded in agreement: "Yes, that's right, we are girls, we can't just tell people our names, and if we can tell them how old we are, we can't give them the phone number."

As he said that, the kid changed the subject and made a 360-degree U-turn, "Hiahia, aren't you looking for Grandpa Niu? Come on, tell me, Grandpa Niu is free now."

Lao Niu was finally free, and Wan Xiaohu hurriedly handed over his big teacup.

"Grandpa, take a sip of water."

"Hey, I just got thirsty."

The old cow took the big teacup and gulped down a few big gulps.

When he got busy, he didn't have time to drink water, and Wan Xiaohu reminded him every time.

Even if he is not free now and there are customers who need a haircut, Wan Xiaohu will remind him that it is time to drink water.

"Xiao Wu, I'm sorry to keep you waiting for so long, what can I do for you?"

Only now did Lao Niu have time to ask Wu Shiying.

In fact, when Wu Shiying came here, he asked him what he wanted to do, but Wu Shiying said that he would talk about it after he was done with his work.

Lao Niu didn't ask any more questions, just at this moment three guests came, and he has been busy until now.

"I really have something to do with you, it's like this..."

Wu Shiying made it clear what he wanted to do, and Lao Niu laughed a lot when he heard it.

Of course I am happy when my own story is recognized.

What's more, it was Wu Shiying's understanding and the approval of Little Red Horse Comic Studio.

He knew Wu Shiying well, and he also knew that Wu Shiying's comic was adapted into a movie, which had just been released during the summer vacation, and the box office was several hundred million, and there were many praises in the news.

He is more familiar with the Little Red Horse Comics Studio, which is located next to the Little Red Horse Academy.

"I just made it up myself. If you like it, I'll write it for you."

Lao Niu is very talkative, he doesn't think the story he wrote is special, he thinks it's just a story he told Xiao Hu casually.If Wu Shiying was interested, he didn't hide it, just let her.

"Ah, that would be the best of course. I'm very interested, and the compilation is very good." Wu Shiying said happily.

Xi'er on the side suddenly came over, gave a thumbs up and said, "Great, I really like the story of Grandpa Niu."

Lao Niu laughed, unexpectedly, he had a small fan by accident.

He thanked the little fan.

"You're welcome. Duliu also likes it very much, Cheng Cheng also likes it very much, as well as Dudu, Xiaomi, and the children in Little Red Mali all like it."

Xi'er counts Lao Niu's fans in detail.

Hearing this, the old cow glanced at Wan Xiaohu who was sweeping his hair on the floor. He didn't know that Wan Xiaohu would tell the story he told to the little red horse's children.

Wu Shiying also praised at this time: "A story that can be liked by children is a good story. This is the highest level of story writing."

Lao Niu said a few words modestly, went upstairs to get the manuscript he had written, and handed it to Wu Shiying.

"The writing is a bit scribbled, take a look, can you read it clearly?"

A good memory is not as good as a bad pen. Although it is just casually told to Wan Xiaohu while he sleeps, he usually writes it down first, otherwise when the story is long, he will forget the end and forget the beginning.

Wu Shiying carefully looked at the manuscript paper. The manuscript paper is the kind of letter paper that I haven't seen for a long time. Now that no one writes letters, it is almost difficult to see the letter paper again.

There are five pages in total, which are filled with Lao Niu's words.

Written with a black water-based pen, the characters are surprisingly neat and neat, all in block letters, carefully written stroke by stroke, without cursive characters.

The words are born from the heart, from which we can see that Lao Niu is a very careful and conscientious person, just like his haircutting skills.

"The handwriting is really beautiful, Master Niu has a heart." Wu Shiying praised.

Lao Niu laughed, Xi'er poked his head over to look at it, and nodded in the same way.

"Great, great, awesome writing, Xiaobai and I want to learn from Grandpa Niu."

The old cow smiled and said: "You are still young, you will get better by writing more and practicing more."

Wu Shiying had already heard Cheng Cheng tell the story of the snowman yesterday, and now that she got the manuscript, she couldn't wait to read it.

At this time, another person came to the barbershop, two, two men, aged four to fifty, lived in Huangjia Village, had known Lao Niu for decades, and wanted a haircut.

Lao Niu immediately prepared to give them a haircut, while Wu Shiying sat aside and read the manuscript seriously.

This story is somewhat different from what Cheng Cheng told last night. Cheng Cheng made up some things in it, and it is also because of the deviation in Wan Xiaohu's telling.

The story in the original manuscript is more mature than that told by Cheng Cheng, not so young.

Wu Shiying quickly read it once, then read it again, and then stared in a daze. In fact, thoughts in her mind were colliding violently, thinking about how to improve and adapt this story, whether it is suitable for turning it into a comic.

"Thank you~"

Xi'er at the side brought a glass of water to another person who was waiting for a haircut.

"You're welcome~"

After receiving her thanks, Xi'er happily went to look for Wu Shiying, but Wu Shiying was in a daze, and she didn't make a sound, just sat obediently beside her.

Suddenly, Wu Shiying looked up with clear eyes and asked Lao Niu: "Master Niu, how about selling this story to the studio?"

She didn't care whether the old cow was getting a haircut or not, after thinking about it, she blurted out the words.

Lao Niu was stunned, and the man who was getting a haircut also looked at Wu Shiying behind him through the mirror, and the other man who was waiting for a haircut also looked at her in surprise.

The three of them were stunned. Lao Niu didn't expect Wu Shiying to make such a request. He didn't expect it at all.

He stopped what he was doing, turned his head and asked Wu Shiying in surprise, "Buy this story? Which story?"

He didn't believe that Wu Shiying wanted to buy the story in her hands.

Do I need to buy this thing?
He wrote it casually and told the children to sleep.

If you want it, give it away.

Wu Shiying raised the manuscript paper in her hand and said, "I really like your story, Snowman's."

"...I wrote it casually, if you like it, just take it, don't mention whether you buy it or not, it's just a story."

Wu Shiying said seriously: "This is a good story. A good story is not just a story. Master Niu, your story is very well written. Don't underestimate it. I just thought about it carefully and perfected it. Then I am going to submit it to the work Room, maybe it can be adapted into a comic."

"Huh? Adapted into comics?" Lao Niu was shocked this time.

The two who had the haircut were equally shocked.They looked at Wu Shiying and then at Lao Niu, as if they were meeting Lao Niu for the first time!

The old cow with a haircut can still write stories? ?The story you wrote should be adapted into a comic? ? ?This girl is not a liar, is she? ? !
In order to prevent Lao Niu from being deceived, one of them asked Wu Shiying: "Where did you get your high school?"

Wu Shiying said: "I'm right next door to the Little Red Horse comic studio."

"Ah? Oh, it's all right. Old Niu, why are you hesitating, why don't you agree quickly!"

(End of this chapter)