China entertainment good man biography

After a simple meal in the hotel, the editor-in-chief and editor-in-chief of Sina said goodbye. Li Suan, who had not eaten a few bites during the entire meal, did not say goodbye. He sat on a chair made of solid wood and could not get up. Brother Jiu is very discerning.

Yes, as soon as the Sina people disappeared, they immediately came to Li Suan's side, first checked his breathing, then felt his pulse, and finally lifted off the gauze that had already oozing blood, and finally squatted next to Li Suan.

"admire."

"Concession."

Brother Jiu and Li Suan burst into laughter, which confused the stunned assistant standing by.

He was helped to stand up. At this time, Li Suan could no longer walk. Logically speaking, the trauma on his head could not cause such damage. However, Li Suan, who had not slept all night, first experienced a fracture, then an opening, and finally endured the pain.

After getting stitches, I endured the pain and put on a big show for the two Sina editors. After this sequence, even the iron-clad man could no longer stand.

Brother Jiu helped Li Suan back to the room, then brought a sofa cushion and placed it behind Li Suan. He then closed the curtains and turned on the lamp. His unprepared actions made Li Suan quite puzzled.

"experienced?"

"Yes. But I have never experienced anything like yours. You have a traumatic injury. Don't touch your head while sleeping."

Li Shuanyile: "Brother Jiu, are you still looking for an assistant?"

"Don't come."

Li Suan chuckled, his head was swollen and painful. In the eyes of outsiders, the screenwriter profession is to travel around the world with a notebook on his back, and earn millions a year by tapping his fingers. But how do you say that?

Outsiders watch the fun, insiders watch the door.

Brother Jiu has finally seen Li Suan's skills. He has met several ruthless people over the years. There was a screenwriter who couldn't write the plot and smashed his own head with an ashtray. There was also a screenwriter who stared at him with scarlet eyes.

My eyes stayed up for three days and three nights just to write a line for a play. After I wrote it, my eyes couldn't see clearly. When I went to the hospital for a checkup, the doctor said that it was an embolism in the capillaries of the eyes. Fortunately, it could be solved.

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So what our ancestors said is right, no matter what business you are in, you can't make a living without going crazy.

"I'm leaving, can you? Why don't you ask someone to keep an eye on me?"

Li Shuan squinted his eyes and hummed: "Just call the assistant. I just checked and it's in stock."

Brother Jiu laughed loudly: "Don't leave the Huohuo family. When you get better, you can choose any place in Yanjing. You can live in this room and the crew will spend the money."

"Thank you, Brother Jiu."

"Don't thank me." Brother Jiu said seriously, "We must cooperate again in the future."

Li Shuan didn't want to lie to Brother Jiu: "Brother Jiu, I told you that I don't plan to be a screenwriter anymore. I really don't."

Brother Jiu said to Li Suan seriously: "I've heard what you said too many times, but what's the result? What's your life is your life. I'll leave first, you have a good rest."

After Brother Jiu said that, he left and stayed here. He could chat with Li Suan until the sky went dark. After this day, he already had a lot of problems. When was the novel written? How can you be so cruel?

Your family conditions are very bad, otherwise would you be so ruthless as a screenwriter?

When taking the elevator, Brother Jiu was still thinking that from now on, Li Shuan would become a legend. This legend must be very simple.

A screenwriter who had just been in the industry for a year went crazy and wrote thousands of words to the crew. As a result, the director, screenwriter, and producer were moved, and the entire team followed suit to revise the script.

From now on, this Li is probably a genius, right?

But who knows, behind so many seemingly geniuses, there is a beast hidden.

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Today, it is quite sunny and windy.

At the gate of the 20th Century Hotel, the desperate Miss Yang Mi made a decision and walked through the door. She went to the front desk to communicate with the customer service, saying that she wanted to visit Li Suan. Who knew that this guy simply disappeared as soon as he heard that Yang Mi was coming.

He was blocked even when calling on his cell phone, and couldn't get through to his landline at all. Yang Mi prepared his lines all night, but there was no use for them.

"Is the room next to the suite still vacant?"

"I'm very sorry, our place is full."

Yang Mi smiled, could this bother her?

With the reputation of a big star and the golden bullet of upgrade, he easily asked the original guest to give up the room. Before he checked in, Yang Mi stood at the door of Li Suan's room and knocked on the door. He slipped a small ticket under the door.

The card was not some pornographic message with an eight-hundred-dollar night guarantee, but a concise and concise sentence written on it.

'How difficult do you think it is for me to get a key card?'

In less than two minutes, the door opened. The person standing inside was not Li Suan, but a haggard-looking assistant. When he saw Yang Mi, the assistant called Teacher Yang and left first.

Looking at the assistant's back, Yang Mi suddenly had a bad thought.

You're already in such good shape, are you okay?

Looking into the room again, there were no lights on, only the beam of the projector. It was clear that the sky was clear, but the curtains were tightly drawn.

"come in."

Listening to Li Suan's voice, Yang Mi entered the door, and then he saw that the wall where the story settings were originally written in lipstick was now covered by a curtain, and above the curtain was a light curtain.

On the light screen, the novel being written is the novel she destroyed, "Passing Through Your World".

"I'm pretending, you don't have to guess."

While Yang Mi's brain was still shutting down, Li Shuan said: "I asked her to come up when I knew you were coming. The projector was borrowed from the conference room. It has to be returned after it is used up. Can you hurry up?

What's the matter?"

Yang Mi was still in a daze as he looked at the words in the light screen. What he was writing before was a lyrical paragraph, and the words were extremely gorgeous.

"You haven't finished writing yet." Yang Mi said.

Li Suan smiled softly: "I copied it, why should I write it?"

Yang Mi looked at the words and seemed to be attracted by something: "Why don't you finish copying it?"

Li Suan was puzzled: "You want to type for me?"

Yang Mi didn't say anything, and sat directly where the assistant was. She didn't say a word, but her hands fell on the keyboard.

Li Shuan wanted to say one more thing, telling her that he had indeed copied the book. At best, he had changed some of the girl-video style and meaningless moaning in the writing, making the book more concise and creating a better dramatic effect.

But looking at Yang Mi's serious expression under the light of the screen, he couldn't say anything sarcastic or joking.

"... When you burn, I will accompany you to burn to ashes. When you extinguish, I will accompany you to the dust. When you were born, I will accompany you to walk in the sea of ​​people. When you are silent, I will accompany you without saying a word. When you laugh, I will accompany you to the mountains.

Call the tsunami. You are aging, and I will accompany you in the devastation. You run away, and I will accompany you into the night. When you leave, I can only wait. There is no good opportunity to say "goodbye" to you, and I will never see you again.

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As the typing on the keyboard stopped, the room fell silent. The hum of the projector and some unexplained sounds came from outside the door that was not closed.

Yang Mi was very embarrassed. Thinking about what she had to do, she felt that she was not a human being. But there was no other way. At least for now, Li was the last chance she could think of.

She said with 70% true and 30% false: "I'm sorry."

Li Shuan thought for a while and then asked: "Would you wash it first or should I wash it first?"

Yang Mi looked at him in disbelief. Li Suan raised his plastered arm and gestured to his head, which had not yet taken off the bandage.

"There are many postures, you can choose the ones I can do."

Yang Mi groaned secretly.

She forgot that Li Shuan had never been a human being since the first time he met her!