China entertainment good man biography

When the moon is dark and the wind is high, a man and a woman meet.

The current situation is mixed with a hint of ambiguity. Li is asleep and there are no conditions for negotiation. Yang Mi is awake. Whenever possible, she does not want to stay in this room for one more minute and give him a greedy and lustful person.

Even the bastard can do something, but what can she do if you give her a drunkard?

After all, it was just a brain job. Yang Mi took out his backpack, flipped out the last page of the contract, sat next to Li Suan, and gestured with Li Suan's thumb over the signature area.

She knows that this contract has no legal effect, but it can be used as a trump card at critical moments. Conversations between men must not be heard by women, otherwise, you don't know how she will deal with you.

Li Suan suddenly murmured in his sleep, frowning and refusing to cooperate. Yang Mi was afraid of waking up Li Suan, so he found his own Yang Shulin brand lipstick from his bag, hesitated for three seconds, and then applied it on Li Suan's fingers.

At the signature place on the last page of the contract, Yang Mi took Li Suan's hand and made a big fingerprint. Feeling that this was not safe, he searched the room for pens and paper, trying to practice Li Suan's signature.

"What kind of screenwriter doesn't even have a pen..."

After searching for a long time, Yang Mi complained and found nothing. Just when he was thinking about what to do next, his eyes drifted to Li Suan's computer.

The words of the zodiac girlfriend just now are still lingering, and Nohe's jokes still make her gag. Such a bastard is only 24 or 5 years old, as old as yourself, do you still expect him to be an unparalleled genius?

Nonsense, really nonsense.

Yang Mi opened Li Suan's computer, and the first problem was the power-on password. After thinking about it, he dug out Li Suan's wallet. The birthday was wrong, and the last number on the ID card was wrong, too. Could it be the mobile phone number?

The birthday is the lock screen password of the phone. After unlocking it, Yang Mi had no interest in searching for the little secrets in the phone, so Yang Mi changed hands and called herself.

I got the mobile phone number, and the last number was indeed the power-on password. I glanced at Li Suan who was sleeping soundly. Yang Mi cursed an idiot in my mind, then found the wps document and turned directly to the recently opened file, a document of 60,000 to 70,000 words.

This appeared before Yang Mi's eyes.

"Ah."

If Li Shuang's emotional confession just now was enough to make Yang Mi despise, then now there is no outline, no detailed outline, or even rough settings, only a folder of text documents, which makes Yang Mi hateful.

There is no other reason than plagiarism, substitution and ghostwriting. It can be said that he is a public enemy in the circle. Li Suan's book does not even have an outline. Is he really a genius from heaven?

In fact, it’s not surprising that Yang Mi is troubled. She still remembers her experience of being replaced even after she signed a contract. As one of the victims who was replaced, Li Shuan’s first impression on Yang Mi was enough to make her do

Something even more outrageous has happened!

A sneer appeared at the corner of Yang Mi's mouth. She wanted to know if this book was copied. The method was very simple. She directly opened the text document and turned to the end of the document. As expected, there was no detailed outline or inspiration notes.

‘This girl is indeed copied!’

Yang Mi's contempt for Li Suan grew in his heart. He took out the USB flash drive from his bag, copied all the documents, and logged in. Li Suan entered his password, and the login was meager.

If he wants to uphold justice for heaven, he currently has two options. One is to write a confession on Weibo, but Li Shuan has too few fans, so his confession will have no results.

So, what about updating all his manuscripts?

Just do it!

Yang Mi uploaded all the manuscripts saved by Li Suan, then clicked send, and then logged into Li Suan's email, hoping to find traces of the 'plagiarized person'.

But it doesn’t exist in the email, it doesn’t exist in the browser, and it doesn’t seem to exist in the phone’s address book.

what to do?

Yang Mi looked at the computer desktop and thought carefully.

How about looking for clues in novels?

This is the most hopeless method and also the stupidest method.

After taking a look at Li Suan who was sleeping very badly, Yang Mi opened the novel and started to read it roughly.

Five minutes later, she realized that her sisters had good vision and were right. She couldn't stop reading this novel.

…

thirsty,

Headache,

Suffocated and panicked.

Li Suan, who was not used to alcohol yet, was obviously hungover. He got up from the sofa and went straight to the bathroom. After a pleasant release, he returned to the living room. He wanted to go into the room and continue sleeping, but his eyes were attracted by the light of the computer.

If I wasn't dreaming, then there was a girl sitting there?

The girl was obviously fascinated by the novel, and even Li making such a big fuss did not disturb her interest in reading.

After blinking hard to confirm that there was really a person sitting in front of him, Li Shuang asked.

"Who are you?"

The girl turned her head, as if she was very dissatisfied with Li Suan's interruption, but after looking at it for two seconds, the anger in her eyes turned into panic, and after panic, embarrassment.

Looking at the girl's familiar face, a 'line' appeared in Li Suan's mind.

'Wait a minute, where is my husband?'

Li Suan's breathing quickened, "Who asked you to come?"

"Brother Jiu."

Yes, Brother Jiu, no one else but Brother Jiu can make such a masterpiece. The impression of that video in his previous life made Li Shuan feel hot all over and his breathing became more rapid.

He licked his lips, went to the coffee table to get some tea, drank it in one gulp, and then looked at the girl again.

"Are you familiar with Brother Jiu?"

"We just know each other." The girl felt that Li Suan's eyes were wrong and it was time to reveal her identity. She walked up to Li Suan and stretched out her hand, "Hello, I am Yang Mi from Jiaxing Media."

Li Suan laughed. It was impossible not to laugh. Where did Brother Jiu find such a top quality product?

Can you actually act?

Are the lines so familiar?

Li Suan's eyes fell from the face of the girl who called herself Yang Mi, to her chest and legs. There was no light in the room, only the hallway light was on. The light came through and reflected from the girl's snow-white legs.

In Li Suan's eyes, the meat Bodhidharma that had stayed in his long-lasting memory became clearer and clearer, almost within reach.

Li Suan swallowed: "What are you here for?"

The girl felt that something was completely wrong. She took a few steps back, but Li didn't move. Then she found a reason that she should have said as soon as they met: "I came here because I want to sign a contract with you."

"I sign, where's the contract?"

It was Yang Mi's turn to be confused. At this point, where do you want her to find a contract?

Don't you want to talk?

Besides, if they really want to find out the gunman behind Li Shuan, how much money can they save?

She smiled and said, "Don't worry, you can wait until dawn."

This smile is very ordinary, this smile is very ordinary, but this smile ignited the arsenal in Li Suan's heart. He is not stupid. The contract was signed during the day, so what will he do at night? It's not like he can't write this drama about going to the United States, Jiu

Brother, let him keep this girl for a few days, and he will be able to write a letter worthy of winning a prize!

That Bodhidharma is not in my mind, but in reality.

Li Suan moved and walked towards the girl. The girl panicked and she said while backing away.

"What do you want to do?"

Li Suan said: "Stop acting."

The girl was frightened: "What did I act? I didn't act!"

Li Suan pulled open the coffee table in front of him: "Yes, it doesn't matter what you say, come here and let me hug you, just give me a hug... Do you have a father?"

Yang Mi was so frightened that she jumped on the sofa and wanted to run to the door in a few steps. However, Li Suan rushed over, grabbed Yang Mi's feet and dragged her into his arms!

He murmured to himself: "No need to look for a husband, I am your husband and I am your father."

Yang Mi could clearly feel that Li Suan's hand touched her, and when he touched it, he dug in and was about to take off his clothes!

In anger, she grabbed Li Suan's thumb and broke it off hard. Li Suan screamed in pain. She then followed Li Suan's thumb that was about to be broken off, followed her father's teachings in her memory, and rode on Li Suan's back.

Go up and use the police grappling technique!

Li Suan had one hand behind his back, and his whole face was sunk into the sofa. He couldn't cry out the pain, let alone breathe. His other hand was desperately pulling the power up, and he was pulling it to places where it shouldn't be touched.

There was lipstick on Li Suan's hand, and bright red marks were left wherever he rubbed it.

After all, Yang Mi was weak, and Li Suan's struggle made her feel ashamed and angry. Moreover, looking at the intensity of Li Suan's struggle, she might not be able to suppress it anymore!

While tightening her restraint, she shouted: "Be honest, please be honest!"

The two were competing, and Yang Mi was forced to exert all his strength, trying to control Li Suan with the pain of being captured, until a crisp sound came from Li Suan's shoulder where he was being captured.

The next moment, Li Suan was finally able to breathe again, and a huge scream came out of his throat.

‘Ah!!!~~~~’