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When I heard Hua Shengsheng, Liu Zixia did not understand what he wanted, but he said: "Yes, this book is my own original."

Hey, don't face, is it your original, your own heart is not a bit better. Number?

"That's it."

Hua Shengsheng smiled, he turned his head to look at Hawen, said: "Xiaomin, you should also have read the" Love Apartment "propaganda? I think, by the creative ability, you should write Out of a funny, jīng color, or you don't let him try? "

Recently, whether it is Jiangsu Zhentai or the Internet, the "Love Apartment" is carrying out no effort, until now, it is almost a known person.

In the "Love Apartment", many funny bridges are also well known by everyone.

And there are a lot of funny words, the spectates have never thought about it.

This "Love Apartment" propaganda film, many bridges in the trailer have become popular network terms.

Many netizens chat, comments, will use these network language, bringing many joy to everyone.

"If you don't, try?" Said that it is a bit of his heart.

For new film and television dramas in the entertainment circle, their feelings of these directors are so keen, have to admit that "Love Apartment" is now exposed to publicity and previews.

Can write such a script, write a funny small product, should ... ok?

Hawen didn't speak, just in the minds of fierce ideas.

He is hesitant to the director, Liu Zixia is not a good performance.

Why do you have to make a lot of things, he just makes a small book, but it is just a heart blood to CHáo, you can go up, you can't do it.

Anyway, the plane is late, I will go to the airport too much.

"Ha guout, do you want to let Mr. Liu try?" Fan Wei did not stretch it, now time is getting tight, let's try it first, if you are really possible? "

Yan Xuejing also expressed his idea, she screamed slightly, said: "Yes, now Lao Zhao is also too late, let Mr. Liu wrote this child."

"Okay!" Hawen is still skeptical, killing, she doesn't believe it, Liu Zixia can come to a good home.

It is very boring that Liu Zhixia is very embarrassed.

Momat, this is not what I want to do, since you don't believe me, then I will not do it!

I made a decision in my heart, Liu Zixia said: "Forget it, maybe the pair, I am just a singer, a writer, what comedy? Just, I didn't say it."

what's going on?

Just are you coming out? How can I not agree? Is this going to do something?

Everyone is dumbfounded, especially Hawen, the expression on the face is a jīng color!

This is the mentality of holding a dead horse as a living horse doctor, but now this is gone, how do you do it?

Liu Zixia is not a matter of registration. He itself is not asking for the xìNG grid. Since you promise to be so reluctant, then you will not go to promise, so all the best.

Seeing Liu Zi Xia did not talk, Hawen is anxious.

She also realized that she had just had some attitude toward Liu Zixia. Originally the word of the Spring Festival Evening is relying on Liu Zixia's show, now I doubt it, is it some hurt?

Say, don't you say, is it try? After reading this child, if it is not suitable, it will be directly smashed, so Liu Zi Xia can't say anything?

Think so, Hawen is busy: "Don't, childhood! You have to understand me, let's take a big pressure. Global Chinese people are staring at us. If there is something wrong If the audience will die! My sister, I just hesitated, and I also considering this! "

At the same time, while the king, the king, who is next to the water, is a eye sè.

Wang Zhenglian said: "Summer, you will help us, write up your book, if you are right, we use it. This way, let's take a table, thank you."

"Children, help them."

Hua Chunsheng laughed, he understood, Liu Zixia is a little proud, "You still have a chance to board, so that the audience can be happy, is it?"

"Yeah, Mr. Liu, you have helped us!"

Fan Wei and Yan Xuejing also helped to speak.

Everyone is staring at Liu Zixia, suspect, hesitating, looking forward to ... all kinds of eyes have.

It seems that Liu Zi Xia is still hesitating, and Hawen continues to persuade:

"Pan teacher, Shen Teacher, they are busy showing the show. There is no time to write a book, my sister can only count on you. And the Spring Festival Evening of the Year, one of the two programs are the first, you can go up to three programs Not only is no ancient people before, afraid that it is also the same. "

This helper is true, Liu Zixia is a mouthful, just still live or reluctantly, this will start to die, it is ...... Reality!

Under the public, Liu Zi Xia was embarrassed, nodded: "Well, I will try it."

Wen said, everyone nodded, finally put down the heart.

"There are two programs to go to Huaxao your program. After a while, I will perform the show, you start to create a small product book, how?" Take the shoulders of Liu Zixia, and Xhawen urged.

"No, give me a notebook, I can write it before the start of our program."

Not Liu Zixia Blow, his various classics in his head are deep memory. He is willing to come out three minutes.

This still depends on the speed of the current typing of Liu Zixia.

"Good!" I heard Liu Zixia, and she didn't think that Liu Zixia was so confident.

I thought about it, she said: "You go to my temporary office, there is a notebook, the printer, you will play it directly, but don't forget that you will perform a show."

This poem is prepared for the work of the Association, and Hawen is also confident, can't make this poetry in a uncertain show.

"Ha guides, you can rest assured." Liu Zixia swayed, "I will come out soon."

......

The temporary office of Hawen is not far from the background, the sound of the sound, is very bright, and it is very quiet.

At this time, Hawen, Wang Zheng and Hua Lao, the gods on the face have some anxiety, in addition to going back in the door, the eyes are still seeing the direction of the door from time to time.

This has passed for 20 minutes, and the second program has been held half. I immediately arrived at the recital show of the Association. No matter whether the book of Liu Zhixia promised that there is no creation, he will call him.

Just when Wang Zhengxiously wanted to knock on the door, 'Hey' was rumored, and the door was pushed away from inside.

"Summer, the book has not created it, there is no relationship, the time is early, you first finish the show, then say something on the matter." He saw the door opened, and Hawen led everyone.

Liu Zixia swayed the book, said: "No, the book has already written, just in this, I have a total of four points, you look at it, we have to show it."

Said, Liu Zixia handed the book in his hand, handed it to Hawen, Wang Zheng, Fan Wei and Yan Xuejing.

I ignored everyone who was caught in a stunned, Liu Zixia walked directly toward the stage.

"Go, don't be stunned, first perform a show!" Hua Lao got a person who took the association and chased Liu Zixia.

A group of temperament men and women wearing big red sè Zhongshan clothing, mighty mount the stage to perform.

And several of them, holding the book with ink in his hand, a face!

I rub, what ghost?

This is just about 20 minutes, he finished writing?

And I'm watching these printing paper in my hand, I have [M.00Ksw.Net] four-five pages, I am afraid that there is a few thousand words.

Is this guy who is God's hand? Even if the speed can keep up, don't think about it, do you sword directly on the keyboard?

This is not scientifically?

Is it so cattle now. Is it?

In pinching these thin paper, Hawen feels like a dream.

As for several other people, it is also a face of a face.

Although they all hope that Liu Zi Xia can come up with a small piece of book, but when this book is, it is still not true when it is firmly pinching in his hand.

Even if you are more popular, you can use Tiangao to empty thinking, create a "good night story" and "Journey to the West", but it will not use this change. At the speed of state, create a small book?

After the shocking for two or three minutes, Hawen swayed his head and calmed the absurd mood in his heart. He took a few pages in his hand and his expression was serious.

Fan Wei, Yan Xuejing also returned to God, and bowed his head as a small number of scripts.

It is Wang Zheng, he is surrounded by several language, song class, fighting to grab the script.

No way, they are also curious, this is the most red singer, the most famous writer, spend 20 minutes, created the small product, how is it? Is it really a finished product?

Time is like being stagnant, everyone gathers Jīng will stare at the book.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes ...

Only a few thousand words of small products, everyone looked at the time of seven or eight minutes, they were trying to figure out, at the Each word, each word.

"This book ... How do you feel that Lao Zhao is a road?" Fan Wei said unexpectedly: "Mr. Liu will hear it from Lao Zhao?"

"Old fan, what?"

Yan Xuejing pulled Van Wei, "Lao Zhao and Mr. Liu did not know, you forgot him before saying, his family, girl, Niu Niu, especially like Mr. Liu, or he and Mr. Liu did not know, I have to go to him. Signature. "

"It's also right." Fan Vi nodded and said: "That is, Mr. Liu has seen our programs, deliberately give us a tailor-made."

"Mr. Liu is really surprising!"

Wang Zheng said: "And this scene is also equipped, it is a little more than the line, can Mr. Mas and Yan teacher come back?"

Wang Zheng is not looking down from Van Wei and Snow Crystals. It is really a new book, the stampered word is no problem, but it has to be directly on the stage. He is also worried that these two are nervous in the stage, what error has been made. (Endlessly)