My Online Dating Partner Is a Celebrity

  Xia Anping is thirty-two years old this year. A year ago, he was still a group performer who had been in the crew for many years and could only perform well.

Seeing that there is no hope of becoming a big star, Xia Anping decided to switch careers.

  So, he became a screenwriter.

  Why should you be a screenwriter? Because Xia Anping felt that writing by herself was fine. Moreover, he has been on the set for so many years, and he has some contacts, and the script can always be sent to the director.

  So, after reading a few screenwriting textbooks, Xia Anping started her own screenwriting journey.

  As a result, three or four scripts were written, but none of them were sold.

  Because his script is neither creative nor any attractive plot, it is completely a suture monster that puts all kinds of screenwriting theories he thinks together and mixes them together.

  This made Xia Anping very frustrated and almost gave up her screenwriting career.

  It was about this time when a friend found Xia Anping. His friend had a whim and started a screenwriting class. There must be a teacher in the teaching class, so that friend thought of Xia Anping, who had changed careers and worked as a screenwriter.

  The two communicated a little bit, it can be described as a single shot, awkwardly, the screenwriting teaching class was officially established.

  It is reasonable to say that this kind of Yeluzi screenwriting teaching class is almost impossible to have room for survival. After all, well-known schools such as Jingying have their own screenwriting classes.

  But they met a good time, a new era screenwriter website, because it treats new screenwriters equally and supports new screenwriters, which makes many people who don't have the money to pay tuition to go to screenwriting classes, igniting the heart of becoming a screenwriter.

  This allowed Xia Anping’s screenwriting class to seize the opportunity.

The screenwriting class at a well-known school last semester cost tens of thousands, and their class only costs 888 yuan, and it’s a young man who can learn screenwriting knowledge and the so-called drafting skills when they come in. Someone will definitely know how to do it. Be deceived.

And when Xia Anping was tested for the official screenwriter of the screenwriting website-those questions are really difficult, but answering the questions while Baidu, answering two or three times will be passed-recruiting students in the name of the official screenwriter of the new era, bluffing and deceiving business. It became more and more popular.

This kind of bluffing and deceiving, it is impossible to deceive the real colleagues, and it can also deceive those who don’t know anything, just like a "writing teaching class", the ones who deceive are those who don’t want to be down-to-earth but just want to take shortcuts. Newcomer Xiaobai.

  In fact, Xiaobai who has no money and does not want to work hard, just wants to take shortcuts, really needs as much as he can.

Just like this group of people, Xia Anping only took a few days, and coupled with out-of-the-box lies such as "Teacher Jingying" and "Sold my own script in the new era", he deceived this group of people. Up.

  Today, that is today, Xia Anping realized that today is Lin Xinyao’s speech at Beijing Film, and walked into Beijing Film with these little white pretends to make them believe that he is indeed Beijing Film’s teacher. Seeing that everything went well, when they were about to fudge them to pay, a person jumped out.

   "Teacher Xia, I have a question!"

  Zhang Yun raised his hand, with an innocent smile on his face, and walked out of the crowd.

  If you have any questions, can’t you wait for me to collect the money before mentioning it!

  Xia Anping was a little annoyed, but as a former group performer, he knew that the play could not be stopped before calling cut. So Xia Anping pressed his irritation and smiled and asked, "What is your problem?"

   Zhang Yun really pretends to be like an ignorant little white: "Teacher Xia, you just said that you can misunderstand the male and female protagonists. Can any script be applied?"

   "Of course, this is the foundation of the foundation." Xia Anping nodded affirmatively.

   "But, what I want to write is a martial arts drama. Shouldn't the focus of the story be on the growth and adventure of the protagonist? How can I arrange the misunderstanding of the hero and heroine?" Zhang Yun asked.

  "Why can't martial arts dramas fall in love?" Xia Anping didn't panic, and asked Zhang Yun, "If you want to be a screenwriter, you must understand that nowadays, if the male and female protagonists are not in love, it is impossible for anyone to watch them."

  Grass, I didn’t know how to refute it for a while.

  Zhang Yun was defeated by what Xia Anping said.

  Because it seems to make a lot of sense.

  No matter what domestic drama it is, I seem to be in love.

   Zhang Yun became depressed, and his eyes rolled: "But I watched "Ghost Blowing the Lantern" before, but why didn't I find that there was a relationship in it?

   "There are also "The Queen's Chess Game", "The Silent Truth", "The Hidden Corner", these are not in love, but these dramas are very popular?"

  Zhang Yun shamelessly moved out all the dramas he wrote.

"This..." Xia Anping was choked by Zhang Yun's question. "That kind of script is not something that normal screenwriters can refer to, and others can't copy it. You absolutely can't learn it! If you write it, you won't be able to pass it. If you want to make money, We still have to write about love and let the male and female masters fall in love."

"But, if you fall in love in martial arts dramas, you also fall in love in workplace dramas, and the main heroines also fall in love, why are there so many types of domestic dramas? Why don't you just fall in love with all of them?" She threw another question.

   "This...this..." Xia Anping knows where the answer is.

After "this" for a long time, he suddenly got a stern face and said, "I am not obligated to answer your questions. Classmates, to become a qualified screenwriter, it takes one step at a time. You haven't even learned how to climb. Now you want to learn how to run? Isn't that whimsical?"

   Hearing Xia Anping’s words, Zhang Yun smiled: “I think you don’t want to answer my questions, but you don’t know how to answer them. After all, you don’t know the answers to these questions at all, do you?”

   "Nonsense!" Xia Anping still didn't understand at this time, this guy was here to smash the scene.

  He angrily said: "I am..."

"You are Jingying's teacher, I know." Zhang Yun sneered, "I just have a question, you, Jingying's teacher, why can't you approve even a classroom? You have to take us here to break the pavilion. Where are the classes?

   "Why, close to nature?"

   "Teacher Xia said that the class here is more artistic."

  Xia Anping has not explained yet, someone has already explained it for him.

  However, no one raised this doubt before because everyone blindly believed in Xia Anping. At this time, Zhang Yun asked a few questions and asked Xia An's plane to be red, and many people began to waver.

   Suspicion has arisen. A few students who were planning to pay have quietly recovered their mobile phones.

  Xia Anping saw that the 888 in his hand was gone, and his face suddenly turned red as if he had been scalded by Xiaolong 888.

   "Who are you? What qualifications do you have to question me here? I am..." Xia Anping wanted to directly overwhelm Zhang Yun with his aura.

"You are the only person present to sell the script. You are a dream chaser who has been chasing dreams for many years. You are the official screenwriter of the new era. Do you want to talk about this?" However, Xia Anping was directly robbed by Zhang Yun. He blocked it back.

   Then, Zhang Yun said with a smile: "So many'but', but you, can you show any evidence?"

  "I, I..." Xia Anping was so angry that he suddenly heard Zhang Yun want evidence, and he came to his spirits.

  Although the Jingying teacher and the sold scripts are fake, the identity of the official screenwriter of the new era is real!

  As long as this is proved, everything else will come true.

  Xia Anping sneered, took out his mobile phone, opened the New Era website, and showed Zhang Yun the words "official screenwriter".

  "Why am I not the official screenwriter of the new era? This is the evidence!"

  Zhang Yun took a look and raised his eyebrows.

  Unexpectedly, this liar is really the official screenwriter of the new era.

  It seems that the threshold of the new era is still a bit low...

   "What a shame..."

  Zhang Yun knocked on his forehead awkwardly.

Seeing Zhang Yun doing this, Xia Anping found a chance to fight back. He straightened his back, ready to teach Zhang Yun: "Are you...huh?"

  Xia Anping just wanted to say something shining, but he saw Zhang Yun, who was opposite, took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket and made a call.

"Hey, Teacher Cheng, I just found out that the topic of our website is a bit too simple? Oh, is it? Then I know, I will check it out in two days, and then come up with a plan... Yes, just Don't wait for the night anymore, just release it now. Well, that's it."

  Zhang Yun made a call without anyone else, and amid Xia Anping’s glare, he put away his cell phone.

   "You are quite polite, and you don't make any noise on the phone, so I'll be more careful." Zhang Yun smiled and showed his heart to Xia Anping.

Ok? Yes! Why did I let him finish the call?

  Xia Anping was stunned, he couldn't help but want to give himself a big mouth.

   However, it’s not the time yet, now we have to stabilize the field first.

  Xia Anping straightened up again, and then said just now: "You still have..."

   "What did you say just now? Are you the official screenwriter of the New Era?" Zhang Yun interrupted him again before he could finish.

   "..." Xia Anping wanted to curse.

   "Yes, how is it!" Xia Anping said confidently.

   "Then you are not anymore." Zhang Yun said with a smile.

   "What are you pretending to? I really thought I was..."

  Xia Anping smiled contemptuously, but the phone rang suddenly.

  He looked at it subconsciously, and then, the whole person stayed in place, his face looked as if it was shaved, and there was no blood at all.