"I'm asking you, do you have any related ideas, Yuchi Luming."
"It's because you don't have it, so I asked you to write it. In addition, you also know Gong Ningqi, what kind of role he can play well, you have to teach him in accordance with his aptitude."
"Yuchi Luming, you use this little adjective, it's very wonderful, I want to ask what your education is? Lift your feet? You are not very good at controlling historical dramas, so you can't write it yourself."
"Little author Jialiang, I don't understand what you're talking about at all. Stop talking nonsense. Nowadays, there will be occasional follow-up shots by your side. After all, if you are the official invited writer of the program group. Look ahead, It is the camera that is rushing towards us. I will lure him away, and you can write here."
Afterwards, Yuchi Luming was thinking of a way, exuding her infinite charm, twisting her waist for a while, showing off the cheongsam in circles for a while, fascinated the camera, and kept taking close-ups of her.
"Ancient romance writer Yuchi Luming also had a way of flaunting her beauty."
Liang Jia shook his head slightly, and began to tailor Gong Ningqi's big die.
"If it was in ancient times, it would be rare to grow up like Gong Ningqi, so how can we make a horror movie for him? Yes, change mine and let the earth know that she copied me. Isn't it ok?"
Liang Jia said so, but she couldn't even remember her own novels.
"There is a person who has a ghost, or I will write about that. Don't remember it. With that skill, according to my coding speed, I have already designed a horror plot. That is one day, a man in the palace The concubine died, and as the emperor, Gong Ningqi was completely unaware of this matter, so the next scene was staged."
Liang Jia began to role-play by himself, "If you want to cosplay, you should first find the emperor's clothes, but where can I find them nearby? Otherwise, let him act in a fairy tale, the emperor's new clothes? Thinking about it is eye-catching, this trick is also good. No, so what should I do?"
Liang Jia was staring at Gong Ningqi worryingly, but Gong Ningqi walked over without shame.
"Master Liang, are you in love with me?"
"roll!!"
"I'm leaving."
"Get back!! Falling in love with you is indeed a horror movie. Thinking about it, a concubine was too obsessed with her love for the emperor. She didn't think about food all day long. In the end, she threw herself into the river. Then the emperor who realized it later, knew it later. Only then did he realize that he had fallen deeply in love with that concubine, and couldn't extricate himself. Every night, he would dream of her head, snoring next to his pillow. Gong Ningqi, act now."
"I'll go, Master Liang, when will I, Gong Ningqi, be able to act as a living person? Or the emperor? Then I must act well."
After all, Gong Ningqi sat on the bench and tapped his Erlang's legs as if the earth couldn't bear him.
"Gong Ningqi, with your temperament, it seems that you can't play the emperor. Forget it, you still play a ghost, but this time it's a bit different. You play a guest role as a woman."
"You want me to play that snoring concubine? Can you test my acting skills for a dime?"
"Of course, you can open your mouth first, as if drinking water, and then open your eyes slightly. When the emperor turns around, you can scare him, and it's over."
"Are you sure I'm the protagonist? There are so few shots?" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com