Song Huanxi didn't know that she had avoided another invasion. She and several friends walked towards the cafeteria with a chat and laugh.

Now that they are getting more and more familiar with the chef, there is no need to run over early - now they have their own reserved location in the cafeteria.

When we arrived at the cafeteria, there were already six meals on the table in the corner. Today, the meal was a dish of coconut milk jelly, with honey beans, raisins and dried hawthorn. Several girls fell in love with it as soon as they saw it.

This is the first time Song Huanxi has eaten. After eating, he made up his mind and asked her to her second sister when she got home to see if she could replicate it. Then he would go to the entrance of the cinema to sell it, which would be very popular.

Yesterday, I only sold it at the entrance of the cinema for half a day, and the income was gratifying. The Song sisters fell in love with the feeling of making money.

In the afternoon, it was a lesson written by screenwriter Qin Dao. Unlike in the morning, they always opened blind boxes. The previous week they were all sheep and rabbits, cute and gentle. Suddenly, a big tiger was opened in the morning, which was so exciting.

Everyone was a little nervous. After dinner, they arrived at the dormitory and fell asleep directly after they got into the pillow. When they woke up, they felt refreshed.

As soon as class was in the afternoon, Qin Dao hurried in, without talking nonsense, and went directly to the topic: "Continue to continue writing today, the old rules, and start the performances of each group in two hours."

After saying that, he sat down directly by the podium, but the person was a little dazed.

Qin Dao felt a little strange. Last night, he played all night in the venue, watched the brothers of Boss Six and Boss Five turn against each other, and silently recorded his material book.

As soon as he got home this morning, his wife Lin Qing said she wanted to divorce, which made him confused. He touched his pocket immediately. Did he forget to use it for the family?

Until now, he is still a little confused. Why is he going to divorce suddenly?

Qin Dao didn't pay any attention. Among the students below, there was one of them who had secretly looked at him several times.

Wang Yu was also very depressed. Qingshui Bay is so remote that it is dying. Apart from Pei's set, there is nothing, no dance hall, no hotel, only one stadium, and there is no lights when it gets dark!

Bored, he had to wander around after dinner, but he had met Qin Shihuang's sister-in-law several times.

After a while, he became familiar with her. This beautiful girl was very miserable. She married her husband and didn't go home every day and night. He advised her to just get divorced.

A few days ago, Lin Qing kept shaking her head. Yesterday, she suddenly got her idea-

Instead, Wang Yu was frightened. He just suggested that the foolish lord should not adopt it casually!

Alas, seeing how Screenwriter Qin looks like this, it seems that he has been really dumped.

Wang Yu felt guilty in his heart, and he could not do things at ease. Qin Haoyang in front of him turned around and looked over half of his body and saw a blank piece of paper on Wang Yu's desk.

Qin Haoyang's eyes rolled, and he put down his pen with peace of mind - anyway, there is Ahuan!

Shen Mengru wanted to write, but her mind was full of coconut milk jelly for lunch - could she let Ahuan come forward and ask the chef to make it again?

When she came to her senses, the draft paper in front of her had been occupied by the four words "coconut milk jelly".

Zhu Shengxiao has always been a serious person. Even though she knows that everyone will definitely choose A Huan's manuscript in the end, she is also writing it seriously.

Just as I was writing, I suddenly felt something was wrong:

——Baoyu leaned over and asked with a smile: "My sister Lin, is this the purse I made for me?"

——Baoyu lay lazily in the pavilion, stretching out one hand to bask in the sun, “Oh, if you don’t have to study, you’d better bask in the sun like this every day.”

——Baoyu's right hand was dark and told everyone that he had written too much and was stained with ink. When his father found out, he would beat him up.

——Baoyu ran and shouted, "Dad, stop chasing, if you chase me again, my whole body will fall into the ink tank!"

——Baoyu started to take off her clothes while running!

...

Zhu Shengxiao wrote very happily, and after writing, he suddenly realized: This is not Baoyu, it is clearly the young general who Ahuan performed in the morning!

She blushed and kneaded the draft into a ball. She wanted to tear it, but she was reluctant to let it go. Finally, she unfolded the paper again, tried to smooth the wrinkles with her hands, folded it carefully, and put it on.

After all this trouble, time has come.

So, when a few people gathered together and reviewed each other's manuscripts, only Song Huanxi and Guan Zhizhou took out the manuscript.

The rest of the people stared at each other and all breathed a sigh of relief. The poor students were all grateful that no one wrote it!

Looking at Guan Zhizhou again, he continued his usual style and wrote only one sentence:

——In the cold winter solstice, Daiyu died of serious illness. Baoyu was overly sad and followed him away. Baochai refused to live alone. The King of Hell sighed and asked the three of them to drink Mengpo soup, which had nothing to do with it ever since.

Song Huanxi and others looked at each other and said intently that it was so cruel. Mr. Guan obviously didn't want to write a sequel. After all, they would still forget the past.

This simple and rough draft is naturally unusable.

The hope of the whole group once again fell on Song Huanxi.

Except for Song Huanxi, a few heads gathered together and read this unique seedling. After a moment, the few people breathed a sigh of relief again, and they felt at ease in their hearts-

Fortunately I didn't write it!

Song Huanxi took the stage to draw lots. This time, Qin Dao was obviously a little dazed. She actually won the first prize and performed the first performance.

The group by the window has long been used to the finale. They waited for Song Huanxi to draw lots on the stage, but they each fell down, looking for a comfortable position and preparing to watch the show.

Unexpectedly, I was about to go on stage.

Suddenly, there was a mess of war. He wore the wrong sleeves in the costumes, and the person who was looking for the boots was tripped. When they were ready, it was ten minutes later.

Qin Dao did not lose his temper and signaled them to start performing. At the same time, he was still wondering why she wanted to file for divorce?

Didn’t I eat the steak? His eyes were so painful that he didn’t say anything.

I watched the movie, and after watching it, I even called a car to take her home - he could always predict the plot in advance, and I would watch it with her if I don’t like watching movies so much!

He also went with him when he tried every piece on it. He said it looked good, but in the end he got angry and didn't buy a single piece.

...

There are so many things in it. Qin Dao really doesn't understand what he did wrong, and it's still comfortable to write the script. The female characters in it won't be so much trouble.

The female characters he writes either have a straightforward personality, say whatever they want, or do whatever they want; or take action directly if they have disagreements.

What Qin Dao didn’t understand most is that before getting married, Lin Qing also had a refreshing and happy personality. How did he become like this after getting married?

Qin Dao thought for a long time and finally came up with a suitable word—

Capricious!

Yes! It's capricious!

Every time she said she would do something, but he did it, and she was still unhappy in the end!
Chapter completed!