" After all, many screenwriters don't bother to communicate with actors at all."
Xianxia male writer Yuan Huixing cleared his throat, and seeing the spiritual actor Kang Shi holding back his laughter, he understood that he was trying to save himself from falsely reporting his age, and had a reasonable argument, so that he changed the topic.
"I can not make it!"
The ancient romance writer Yuchi Luming suddenly collapsed without warning, or maybe, she had persisted for a long time and finally suffered from heat stroke.
"I am hot."
"Writer Yuchi Luming, then you can take off your clothes."
"I'm a cheongsam, and it's gone when I take it off. The inside is a three-point style. Don't let me use this to get out of position. I won't fall out of the milking machine when I walk on the writer's red carpet."
"Writer Yuchi Luming, then you can take a short rest and help you open the skirt of the strange flower a little bit, no no, it's a button on the top, so it can cool you down."
"Don't talk to me, my throat is going to smoke. Water, water"
"Writer Yuchi Luming, are you still conscious? Who still has water? Water!!"
"No, no more. What can I do? It's really going to kill me. I don't even smear it now, and it's impossible to give it directly to writer Yuchi Luming. She is such a clean freak, and she will definitely not want it."
"She is not a clean freak, but has a density phobia. She has tried her best to hold on to the doves, bees and starfish left on the island, but she cannot accept the bubbles in her spittle."
"Writer Yuan Huixing, why are you going?"
The staff of the writer's reality show team discovered Yuan Huixing's abnormality almost at the same time. He was crossing his legs, taking small steps back and forth, observing the surrounding situation with his eyes, but he was still preparing to go down the mountain.
"I need to go to the toilet, I have a pee."
"Exactly, hurry up, catch it with your cup, and give it to writer Yuchi Luming to drink."
"Well, that's not good, I've gotten angry recently."
"Don't worry about the smell now, you are saving lives, writer Yuanhuixing."
"I don't need writer Yuchi Luming to thank me. I already knew about her relationship with the producer. I also hope that writer Liang Jia has such a bad character. I absolutely can't let my water of life be handed over to this person." Kind of person. If I had known that I would not drink so much water just now, why would I have to pee urgently and my mouth is still thirsty? Is this right?"
"It's too late, hurry up."
The staff of the writer's reality show team looked at each other, nodded slightly, and then pushed the Xianxia male writer Yuan Huixing to the ground.
"It's an extraordinary moment, and it must be treated extremely. There is a clause in the contract that unconditionally cooperate with the necessary measures taken by the program group. Now is the right time."
"Don't touch me, I'll do it myself."
Yuan Huixing seemed to be frightened by this, so he held back directly.
"Give him the only sanitary napkin on the uninhabited island, and I don't believe he can't urinate. Pu Yangcai, a police writer and writer, wears adult diapers, so he can use it as a toilet to create."
"Shouldn't the commercials for sanitary napkins and adult diapers be done by them instead of Liang Jia and the previous temporary production?"
"The cameras stopped working, and there are still some advertisements. Now it's not an affair of a gossip producer. It turns out that when Yu Chi, an ancient romance writer, exposed her name, she needed to save someone. Eh? No, there are two people missing."
"Logical deduction has been successfully deciphered, and the ocean vortex is needed" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com