Entertainment: The path of superstars from yearning

After Xiao Huanxi finished filming, Meng Feibai also returned to southern Yunnan, ready to continue recording the life he longed for.
Now that the weather is getting hotter, Meng Feibai is wearing a white T-shirt.
Brown shorts and…a pair of flip-flops.
Watching Peng Yuchang boil sugarcane juice in the yard, holding a cup of tea in his hand.
Zhang Zifeng leaned over and threw himself on Meng Feibai, his eyes fixed on the syrup in the pot.
“You… aren’t you hot?” Meng Fei asked in vain.
Zhang Zifeng was stunned for a moment: “I’m fine.”
Meng Feibai said: “Relax, I’m hot!”
Zhang Zifeng was stunned by reality, and then pouted: “Huh!”
I have to say that this little girl is really not afraid of the heat. She is wearing a yellow T-shirt with a black vest and a black peaked cap.
“Yawn~! How long will this last?” Meng Feibai yawned and asked.
Peng Yuchang also looked confused: “I don’t know.”
Everyone stood by the pot, waiting patiently.
Ding dong!
Meng Feibai thought about it on his mobile phone. Meng Feibai’s mobile phone has never been quiet in the past few days.
It was the script written by the screenwriter below and sent to Meng Feibai for review.
Facts have proved that even CCTV’s screenwriters are mixed, and good screenwriters are scarce everywhere.
This phenomenon is caused by the market. The status of screenwriters in the entertainment industry is too low, and the market itself has hit and oppressed the screenwriting industry.
So aside from the lack of fresh blood in the screenwriting industry, except for those top big-name screenwriters, such as Liu Heping, Meng Feibai, or Wang Hailin, the status of most middle- and lower-level screenwriters is very low.
There are even some extreme cases, as soon as the script enters the crew, the screenwriter doesn’t care. It’s a person who cares about you, cats and dogs can come and change a couple of strokes, changing the script beyond recognition.
Therefore, the low status of screenwriters has also led to the lack of acceptance.
Even the screenwriters of CCTV still have a lot of substandard scripts. In fact, there are only 27 scripts, but nearly 100 screenwriters have submitted scripts. Up to now, except for Meng Feibai who wrote Yunmengshuihudi Qinjian and Luoshen For Futu’s script, there are less than ten other scripts in total.
The work is quite easy, but the slow progress makes people uncomfortable.
However, there are still good screenwriters. For example, Mr. Zhu Feng, the screenwriter of Shang Yang and Fang Zun, who handed in a few days ago, wrote very well.
“Brother, what is this?” Zhang Zifeng leaned over and asked, his little face full of curiosity.
Meng Feibai said: “I am reviewing the script submitted by the screenwriter below.”
After several hours of boiling the sugarcane juice, it finally turned into liquid brown sugar, and then it was poured into a mold and cooled before being packed.
“Ah~! It’s so hot!” Huang Lei said emphatically.
Peng Yuchang also chimed in and said, “Oh my god, there’s a wave of heat wherever you go!”
Huang Lei suddenly laughed and said, “I propose, no matter who comes tonight, no matter who his father is. If you want to eat, you can meditate in the room and eat with your imagination.”
“Hahaha…” Everyone laughed.
Meng Feibai also laughed and said, “And if you still want to eat a big meal, the big meal tonight is Huoxiang Zhengqi Liquid.”
“Hahahaha…” Zhang Zifeng lay on Meng Feibai’s shoulders, unable to stop laughing.
Meng Feibai patted the little girl helplessly and said, “Okay, don’t be next to each other, it’s too hot.”
Zhang Zifeng pouted, looking at Meng Feibai with a sullen expression, his eyes full of resentment.
As if to say: “You scumbag.”
Meng Feibai continued: “Starting today, Mushroom House has entered the Bigu state.”
“Again!” He Jiong smiled helplessly.
Bigu was first proposed by Huang Lei in the last episode of the third season, but now Meng Feibai proposed it first.
The most important thing is, what the hell; the recording is not over halfway yet!
“The mentality of the guests who came today has collapsed hahaha…” Peng Yuchang said with a smile.
Meng Feibai said, “Today, Mushroom House is on vacation.”
“Hahaha….”
. . . . . .
“Teacher He, let’s go for a walk!” Huang Lei suggested.
He Jiong nodded: “Okay, let’s drop by!”
Meng Feibai shook his head and said, “I won’t go.”
“We as a family can go for a stroll without anyone else,” Huang Lei said.
Meng Feibai pointed to the yard and said, “I bet, youWe couldn’t get out of the yard door. ”
Huang Lei’s nose was twisted with anger: “Mr. He, leave him alone, let’s go, Peng Peng, sister, let’s go.”
Then the four of them walked out.
When he reached the gate of the yard, Huang Lei stretched out his hand and pushed the door halfway open.
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“Let’s go back!” Huang Lei suddenly laughed and said helplessly.
“Hahaha…” Everyone laughed again.
Meng Feibai said in the pavilion: “Come back, it’s so comfortable to sit here and blow the fan, why bother?”
After everyone came back, they were still unconvinced, and went out to visit relatives through the door on the other side of the boulevard.
This time, Meng Fei couldn’t jump, and was carried out by Huang Lei and Peng Yuchang alone.
“It’s too much, you guys! I’m serious!” Meng Fei said angrily.
Huang Lei and Meng Feibai already knew many acquaintances in Manyuan Village. They found a family, brought two boxes of milk, and went to their house to enjoy the cool.
After sitting down, Meng Feibai looked at the owner of the house, and suddenly asked, “What are you guys having for dinner?”
“Pfft~! What did I hear?” He Jiong was gnawing on the corn, but almost choked on the corn.
Zhang Zifeng: “Hahaha…”
Meng Feibai asked innocently: “I’ll just ask casually, just chat!”
Huang Lei also started to make daily routines. During the chat, he learned that there is a barbecue at the entrance of the village.
“Hey! I haven’t eaten out for four seasons, so I think I can try it.” Meng Feibai said.
Meng Feibai nodded and said, “Okay, it’s time for my work again. I’ll discuss it with Wang Zhenghe.”
He Jiong said: “At worst, let’s bake together!”
Meng Feibai waved his hand and said, “That’s not necessary, I will give him a condition that he cannot accept.”
He Jiong: “For example!”
Meng Feibai turned his head to look at Peng Yuchang, and Peng Yuchang suddenly felt his hairs stand on end.
“Like picking coconuts!” Zhang Zifeng accosted.
Meng Feibai nodded and said, “Yes, my sister knows me.”
The hostess of this house hugged the child and said with a smile, “Does Peng Peng want to climb the coconut tree?”
Meng Feibai nodded: “Yes, yes, he likes climbing trees very much, which just meets his wish.”
Peng Yuchang: “???”
“Hahaha…” He Jiong almost didn’t spit out.
ps: I won’t write all the yearning for the fourth season, but I will write a few episodes that I personally think are good-looking, or I can write original ones. If you want to see it, you can leave a message in the comment area. .