Doomsday Bosses Win the Entertainment Industry

The boy's diary is not organized, and he memorizes some fragments from time to time.

Poems in a few words, academic complaints, good words and sentences in the composition, messy English words, sketches drawn by hand, and subtle emotions mixed in them.

mid-January.

Lin Rou gave me a schoolbag. How did she know that I liked the black and red one?

I don't understand, but I'm very happy.

(You will definitely come over and look through my diary! Che, are you intentionally telling you, are you satisfied?)

Early February.

I almost got it wrong. I took the diary as a weekly diary that the school wanted. It was very risky.

Today, Lin Rou asked me to call her sister again.

I don't.

Late February.

Luo Hanzhang was chasing after her.

Gee.

mid-March.

She received so many love letters, she would bring back a lot of them on any Valentine's Day.

Jealous.

[A line of graceful handwritten fonts] Hehe~ My younger brother will be liked by many people in the future.

↑You are so annoying, stupid woman! !

Late March.

So annoying, so annoying, so annoying.

Isn't it just a transfer student? !

Early April.

[The three characters "Nie Xingliang" are crossed with a red pen]

mid-April.

She actually seriously discussed with me whether to confess to that man.

……

Alas, you are so cunning.

Late April.

Lin Rou.

Lin Rou Lin Rou Lin Rou.

Early May.

The plum next door scolded me as a wild breed without a home.

cut.

Yes, I wasn't from the Lin family in the first place.

... So, my surname is Qin and her surname is Lin.

Obviously there is no conflict...

Late May.

in argument.

Because I don't let her see my diary anymore.

……

After writing these things, how dare you show them to her?

mid-June.

[Four pages full of "I like you"]

Late June.

She followed her out to play with shame.

Luo Hanzhang looked as if he was going to eat me raw.

Ah--

How can this kind of flower peacock be worthy of her?

mid-July.

Play games at home.

It's just a plot in the game... She actually cried.

I don't understand, I don't understand, is this a girl?

I lied, her tears are not ugly at all.

And... so pitiful, look.

I don't want to see her cry anymore.

Early August.

The community basketball game, won.

She was the first to come and hug me with a smile.

hey-hey.

September……

December……

Next March...

Qin Jue slowly turned the pages, his face full of memories.

Her expression was very soft, she had seen the past joys, sorrows and sorrows lightly, and faced them with a very tolerant and relieved attitude.

The only mood swing was when turning to a certain page and seeing the sentence "She and Lu Qiu are together", a gloom in his eyes flashed.

Not long after, Qin Jue finished turning the diary in his hand, and there were blank pages after that.

She suddenly showed a sly and smug smile, and with a light but happy laugh, she picked up the pen and wrote word by word:

May 21, 13:12 to 13:14.

Lin Rou is my bride.

After finishing writing, Qin Jue laughed happily.

The fountain pen tumbled to one side, she quickly caught it in a silent laugh, and laughed until she snapped the cap several times before snapping it back on.

She laughed until her legs stomped on the ground alternately, her face and ears were red, and her face was full of joy that she had succeeded in her scheming, as if a child finally got her favorite gift, shaking like a penguin cub Dangling, unconsciously humming a messy tune, childish and cute.

After more than ten seconds, Qin Jue was still laughing.

She seemed to lose her strength with laughter, resting her elbows on the table.

Two tears suddenly hit the pages of the diary.

She was still smiling, but tears fell drop by drop, her shoulders were shaking, her arms were shaking, and the fingers on both sides of her forehead were shaking.

A series of crying voices squeezed in his throat came out intermittently.

It's very unpleasant, very weird.

……

"CUT!"

Fang Youwen's voice sounded on the set after being late for a long time.

He was even a little breathless, empathy on the one hand, and excitement on the other.

This... what kind of **** acting skill is this!

Fang Youwen, who has always been gentle, couldn't help but cursed in his heart, and hurried forward with Yuan Xiao.

Qin Jue was still sitting on the chair, keeping the last back against the back of the chair, looking forward, but closed his eyes after hearing "CUT".

"Leave me alone."

She heard multiple footsteps and spoke in a slightly hoarse voice.

"Oh, oh, good."

Fang Youwen replied subconsciously.

Just like before the filming started, Qin Jue exhaled a long breath and opened his eyes after a while.

The moment I opened my eyes, two more lines of tears slipped down, and a few teardrops hung on the eyelashes, with slight reflections accompanied by the slow blinking frequency.

"Well, do you want to make up two more?"

Qin Jue took the tissue handed by the costumer and wiped his face very simply and rudely. Apart from his red eyes and a low voice, his tone had returned to calm.

"His."

Fang Youwen wanted to hammer himself again, but he forgot to check.

Qin Jue obviously guessed his mistake, and glanced at him reproachfully.

Fang Youwen sneered and ran back quickly.

After reading it twice, he frowned slightly.

"What's wrong?"

Qin Jue had already walked to the monitor.

"Um……"

Fang Youwen was a little hesitant, "I want to make up a camera from another angle."

"Then make up." Qin Jue was inexplicable, "You are the director."

"Can……"

Before Fang Youwen finished speaking, he met Qin Jue's eyes.

He immediately stopped for a second, then nodded vigorously and said, "Yeah! Make up two more!"

"Do you want to rewrite the diary?" Qin Jue immediately discussed the new order.

"No, there's nothing wrong with the multi-camera there." Fang Youwen thought for a while, but said no, "Start from writing the last line."

"it is good."

Qin Jue nodded slightly, "I'm going to touch up my makeup."

She quickly left with the makeup artist.

The studio is calculated by time and cannot be wasted.

Fang Youwen and Yuan Xiao looked at Qin Jue's back as they did a few days ago.

"Hey, how do you feel?" Yuan Xiao asked.

"I want to stab you to death." Fang Youwen replied.

He asked again, "How about you?"

"It's a coincidence, so do I."

The tip of Yuan Xiao's nose was still red.

How did he know that he could be abused like this when he performed and filmed it!

He is just a poor and innocent screenwriter!

"Mr. Qin's acting is really good..." The two were silent for a while~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Fang Youwen sighed without nourishment.

Yuan Xiao suddenly and forcefully touched his arm.

"?" Fang Youwen.

"My God, I would like to sacrifice his five-year lifespan to exchange for the next round with Teacher Qin." Yuan Xiao folded his hands together, and bowed piously forward.

"Grass!"

Fang Youwen touched it harder.

"Take me one!"

……

"Is it too deep into the play? Why are you so melancholy." In the dressing room, the makeup artist deliberately adjusted the atmosphere and smiled lightly.

Qin Jue sighed heavily and showed a smile of unknown meaning.

"Nothing," she said.

It's just from writing a biography last night to the time she played today, she suddenly thought that there are many tiny details that coincide with what actually happened in the last days.

In those times intertwined by countless moments, is the little fox...

Some people like her too?

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