Begging Director Song to take a look.
After sending the three girls away, Xu Dongqing still didn't know what kind of achievements he would achieve in the future because of his trust. "Yo, Dongqing, why are you standing here? What, you want to find a girlfriend? "
This voice was sloppy, Xu Dongqing's shoulders shrunk, rubbed his hands and smiled, "No, no."
"No? Then why are you squatting outside the girls' dormitory? Why don't you take a look at yourself, with your poor appearance, which girl would like you! "
The one who spoke was his roommate, Lingyu Ang, a rich second generation. Others came to this school to learn knowledge, but he came here to pick up girls. Xu Dongqing guessed that the reason why he met him here was because he just sent his girlfriend back to the dormitory.
Xu Dongqing lowered his head and didn't say anything. Lingyu Ang sneered, walked over and put his arm around his shoulder like a brother, and led him back.
"Tell me, who do you like? Maybe your sister-in-law knows, let her connect you, what if it works? "
"No, no one," Xu Dongqing shook his head and said with a good temper, "I just want to ask Director Song to look at my script."
"Huh?"
Lingyu Ang's eyes widened in disbelief. After two seconds, he suddenly laughed.
"What did you say? You, you want to ask Director Song to look at your script? Song Yaoyao? Oh my god, hahahaha, what are you bragging about, do you think Director Song is someone you can meet just because you want to? Just look at that stupid script you wrote, treating it like a treasure, eating and sleeping with it all day long. You have the nerve to show off in front of her, are you making a fool of yourself? "
"But-"
Xu Dongqing clenched his fists, behind the thick glasses, his eyes flashed with unwillingness and anger.
"Director Song has already accepted my script! She promised me to look at it! "
"Hahaha, she accepted your -" Lingyu Ang laughed, but suddenly he couldn't laugh anymore, "What did you say?"
Xu Dongqing heavily exhaled, "The script has already been taken away by Director Song, my script is not trash! It's you, it's you who can't understand it! "
After that, he turned around, first he walked quickly, then he began to run.
Ling Yu Ang reacted, but it was too late to raise his fist.
"F * ck! You f * cking said I don't understand?! Just you wait! "
In the dormitory, Song Yaoyao flipped to the first page.
Wang Jiayu and Ye Meichen saw that she was serious, so they tactfully didn't disturb her. They quietly tidied up their beds, and when they put the things away, they tried to be as quiet as possible so as not to disturb Song Yaoyao.
Song Yaoyao looked at it seriously. The stack of printed paper was very thick, but it was actually very fast.
By the time he finished reading, two hours had already passed. Song Yaoyao rubbed her stiff neck, and her eyes lit up.
She liked this story very much.
She didn't expect Xu Dongqing, who looked so dull, to be able to write such an interesting script. The beginning was very ordinary. Wang Qiang, a fruit vendor, was a retired police officer due to injury. After returning to his hometown, he used his savings to open a fruit shop and raised his younger sister, Xiao Er, alone.
This was an ordinary and uneventful life, until his sister went missing. At the same time, there were many murders in the city, and there were constantly girls going missing. And these girls were all young and beautiful, between the ages of 15 and 20. His sister's disappearance made Wang Qiang anxious. The local police investigated many times, but to no avail. Often, there was no follow-up.
(End of chapter)
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