Heart attack

Chapter 7 Try Your Best
The spare phone Tang Hong also got was an old Nokia.

"???"

Is it necessary to go to this point?
The gold master's father is so afraid of being stolen.

Tang Hong also complained that his desire had increased, but when he saw Ji Wenyin's spare phone, he smiled and put his hand on her shoulder, "Son, listen to Dad, remember to read the almanac when you go out."

Ji Wenyin stared at the BB machine in her hand, "Is this thing still usable?"

Zhou Yang jumped up, "Yes, absolutely, as long as you master the method."

"This is not in my hands!!!"

Amid Ji Wenyin's desperate roar, several people boarded the elevator and went up to the top floor.

It is a luxurious presidential suite, two rooms, three bathrooms and two bathrooms, one kitchen and one living room, luxurious treatment.

Seeing this room, Tang Hong also felt that captivity was acceptable.

Who would have trouble with money?

Tang Hongyi: "By the way, didn't you just say that there are two screenwriters?"

Zhou Yang nodded and led them out of the suite to another room on the same floor.

On the table in the hall, two screenwriters were already sitting, both of them buried their heads in typing on the computer, flipping through the materials from time to time.

There is a large floor-to-ceiling window behind it, from which you can overlook the scenery of the entire capital, and the clouds and mists seem to be within reach.

Under such a scene, the two screenwriters stared at the text indifferently, almost admitting that this is a difficult work.

"Pibian, Guangbian."

They raised their heads and saw Zhou Yang's brows relaxed.

Zhou Yang introduced: "This is the newly joined editor Tang and editor Ji. The four of you are all the screenwriters in charge of this "Legend of Jin Yi". Thank you for coming, and I won't bother you any more. I have dealt with you, and you are responsible."

Guanghang hurriedly said "Welcome", then bowed his head and continued typing.

Pi Zerui whimpered, "Baixie and Yinghuo, why don't you tell me?"

Barley is Tang Hongyi's ID on the Internet, and its full name is Barley Geng. Barley is just a name that fans like.

The firefly belongs to Ji Wenyin, called Firefly.

And Pi Zerui is a member of the [Screenwriter Get Rich] group. He has cooperated with Tang Hongyi several times and got along very well. He is also an online writer and screenwriter, ID Pipi Xia.

It mainly deals with male music, and the writing style is excellent. Tang Hong has also read it several times, and the sense of substitution is very strong.

The editor-in-chief on one side was Guanghang, and Tang Hong had only contacted him once, and that time was short, so he left before he had time to get to know him better.

Fortunately, they were all acquaintances, and Tang Hong was also relieved, at least he would not meet someone who was ashamed to work with.

A few people exchanged a few pleasantries, and then began to discuss about the adaptation of the work. After several turnarounds, the general setting of the characters and the division of the storyline were completely finalized.

The workload was heavy, and Tang Hongyi was always busy from morning to night, which made her temporarily forget about Guan Sizu.

The afterglow rises in the east and sets in the west, flocks of eagles gather and disperse everywhere, and dust and branches and leaves are scattered all over the ground, crying for parting.

For two weeks, Tang Hong also passed by like this. She pushed back the hair that blocked her eyelashes, and was busy from morning to night. Now her body is so stiff that she can't hold her strength.

Tang Hong also stood up and twisted his neck, which creaked, which attracted Guanghang's attention.

Guang Hang raised his eyes slightly, glanced at her, and saw the manuscripts scattered on the corner of the table on the side of her computer, his pupils trembled slightly, "Editor Tang, don't you have much rest?"

Hearing this, Tang Hongyi also nodded consciously, "Wait and rest."

Pi Zerui just raised his head from the edited manuscript, "Bai Mi, you should take a break, your progress is already the fastest among us, don't roll yourself in, you can't roll your hands anymore."

"I'll do my best." She chuckled.

Guang Hang: "It is still necessary to rest, I see you haven't eaten at noon."

(End of this chapter)